Tick tock

Tick tock went the old father clock on the far side of one of London's many banks. It was a dark, cloudy Wednesday afternoon, 3:45 to be persisted and a middle-aged woman with two teenagers had just walked through the door. The woman had long dark black hair with streaks of grey running through it. Pail skin that looked as if it had not seen the sun in weeks, crimson red lips. Cold, cunning emerald green eyes and a wrinkles. She wore a long dark green coat with dark blue dress pants. The first teenager who looked around 17 had the same pail skin, crimson lips and emerald eyes but hers were not as hash, cold and cunning, yes but her eyes were more reserved. She had long blood red hair that fell in waves down her back just reaching her elbows and she wore a thick black trench coat with leather gloves. The second teenager looked around the same age as the other teenager. She had long blond hair tied up in a low pony tail, dark blue bell eyes with a giddy glint to them. She wore a dark blue trench coat that went to her knees.

There were only a couple of people in the small bank that day. An old looking woman at the counter, a young couple sitting on a bench inside, the accountant and an old security guard in the back room. As the first teenager walked through she slipped her hand into her pocket quickly and pulled out a small throwing knife. She aimed her knife at the old lady talking to the accountant and propelled it forward. The knife hit it's mark and in seconds the old lady lay dead on the floor with blood spreading around the still warm body. The young couple having turned around to see what the commotion was about gasped in shock at the scene that lay infront of them, but before they could do anything they were silenced as the woman pulled out a gun with a silencer and shot them in the heart.

Stepping over the body's as if they were nothing the woman and the blond girl walked up to the girl with knifes there heals clicking with each step they took.

"Nice throw Anastasia but you could have been a little bit quicker" the woman said in a heavily Russian accent as she walked ahead of the two girl.

"Thanks, mum" the girl now Anastasia said with a slight Russian accent with sarcasm leaking off of every word.

"Now, now lady's we talked about this" the blond girl said with a slight French accent in a patronising tone as she walked away from the now locked doors of the bank

"we came her for a pay day not to fight and now" she said directing her attention towards the accountant who was frozen in shock at what had happened in 2 minutes "we need to collect what is now areas".

As she walked up to the accountant the old security guard who had peeked his head out of the back room after hearing all the commotion slipe back in to activate the silent alarm before moving over to the emergency boom hidden in the walls of the bank. After activating the boom, the guard started a slow walk towards the door to the lobby for the bank. As he opened the door he came face to face with the now dead accountant falling to the floor to reveal the blond woman behind her.

"Well look what we have here" said the blond girl in a slight drawl as she pulled out another gun from its holster on her leg pointing it in between the security guards' eyes freezing him in his tracks.

The woman walked out from behind the girl. Looked him up and down with cold distant eyes and whispered the last words he'd ever hear.

" Kill him, Kritanta" Only when as the trigger was pulled, and the man lay dead on the floor did Anastasia approach her associates silently slipping out a silver sword from under her long trench coat. While Anastasias mother was trying to hack into the vault at the back of the bank she silently snuck up on Kritanta. Quickly putting her hand against the other girls mouth she silently stabbed her friend through her ribs piercing her heart and lungs. Hugging her now dying friend she silently laid the girl on the floor.

"Forgive me" she softly whispering in French kissing her forehead and closing her eyes. Collecting herself once more she picked herself up from the floor and starting to walk towards the back room to find her mother.

Looking up the woman took in her daughters dishevelled state. Scrutinising the slight red rimming around her eyes and the blood on her designer coat the woman obviously deciding not to question her as her laptop lit up just as the vault oped to show blocks of precious metals. While she was distracted Anastasia took out another throwing knife aiming it towards her mother exposed back. Throwing it forward she herd her mother take in a jagged breath as she fell on her knees after the knife pierced through the woman's back and hitting just the right spot to have her die slowly.

" You know I always hated you." Said Anastasia as she slowly applied presser to the knife sticking out of her back causing her mother to fall closer towards the ground letting out a pained grunt.

" I hated everything you did. From the training to the way you played favourites. Everything." She said stressing on the last word.

" You were a mistake" Was all the woman could get out before she started to cough up blood.

"Well that's your problem" was the last thing the woman heard before she died from loss of blood. Looking around the room the girl quickly ripped out her knife from her now dead mother and stride back towards the lobby of the bank.

Giving a black look to the dead security guard and accountant she only paused when she came upon her dead friend. Kneeling down she silently wiped away the little drizzle of blood that was running down her friends pail cheek before standing up and striding away barely giving the couple that died in each other's arms a glance.

She was just two meters away when she heard it. She paused in her stride trying to figure out what was making the strange noise. Tick Tock was all she heard before it all went black.