Thread: The Grass Is Always Greener (Crow11 x ThomasRHellsing)

Thomas rolled his eyes as he said, Would you relax, we aren't keeping you here to train you in the arts of business I may be good but even I can't be everywhere we're heading to Tokyo, I have some friends in the Yakuza who I've promised a cut of our profits for the first decade when you take command. Sighing he said, And you will be rich, when you earn the money. Right now your grand father's money is under federal investigation. Luckily I had a lot of cash stored away but I' going to have to work my ass of to keep us both ending up on the streets sucking dick for rent. Popping his knuckles he said, And your grand father wasn't' a puppet aster he didn't raise you according to plan. He just made it easier for your hopes and dreams to happen. He didn't cut down your path but he did sand some of the stones. I may have sanded some as well for your sister. Drinking more soda he said, Our stop off is to get pass ports and then we're heading to a private field and getting the fuck out of dodge, I'm sending some boy to your apartment to load everything we can and get it to a safe place. A massive 18 wheeler pulled from the nearby alley dozens of men streaming out swearing riot gear. Thomas swore, taking a machine pistol offered by the woman as well as a grenade. He stood up through the sung roof and tossed the explosive. The resulting Boom hook the limo and truck. Even as he opened fire with the pistol sending more men to hell. He wore as a bullet caught him in the shoulder. Ducking down he said, Rolf can we get out of here? The driver replied, Nein, the trucks in the way, gotta blow it or move it. Bullets bounced off of the armor plated limo. Thomas swore, God damnit, Rolf as soon as it's clear go I'll catch up or I won't. The woman handed Thomas a pair of machine pistols. Thomas kissed her hard taking the guns he said I'll see you one way or another, on the other side. Thomas opened his door and waded into the gun fire his pistols specific report echoing. Soon a ground shaking explosion rocked the bock. Rolf tore through the burning of the truck. Only for four bikes to pull out. The woman snared as she raised a .44 magnum ad said, COME AND GET HER YOU FUCKERS! Suddenly the limo turned and flipped hard. Rolling a few times. The reinforced frame meant no damage occurred to the occupants. But the limo was on it's top. A pair of hands forced the other woman fro the wreckage. A bent side mirror made sure the waitress could see what was happening. One of the men hold the woman by her hair as he said, What is your name, are you her? The woman nodded, as one of the men raised a gun. She was quicker kneeing him in the testicles and crushing his win pipe with a savage palm thrust. Even as the an dropped four of his compatriots fired not the woman who dropped. Both middle fingers raised. She landed dozens of holes in her. Blood pooling her eyes staring pointlessly at the maffia princess. One of them went to steal her necklace and blinked, We've got another woman in here guess we can have some fun with this one. The sound of gun fire echoed. The one reaching for the waitress turned around only to have his neck snapped.Thomas was back and he looked pissed. Breathing deeply he took the woman's magnum. Sighing he got on one of the bikes, Come on Princess, this was desperate no bribes can hide this, we've got to move. Talia was a soldier and a body double she knew what she was getting into. We've got to get to the plane now. Thomas looked rough. Three bullet holes his old wounds ripped open. He'd lost his hat. But he was moving.