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If he does know, why doesn't he just get it himself? 'Because he can't. I told you I'm good at what I do, remember?' he replied. 'In fact, I'm so good that I'm the only one of us who's ever been inside those vaults. No one's even gotten close to them except for me. Berith's joking, by the way, when he says it's been locked away in some dusty vault and forgotten about. We're talking high security here, maybe the highest possible.' I stared at him, goose-bumps prickling my skin. 'The vaults are in the Vatican, aren't they? There's no place in the whole of Rome more secure than the Vatican. I read somewhere that they even have their own Gendarmerie.'

"I want you guys to focus on this man. Mathew Aden. Unmarried and Single. Although he has some intimate moments with Victoria- Victoria was his brother's wife, really both of them are scums- anyway, Mathew has a vault. As you can see in the records, Mathew put the vault in a safe location in the basement of his mansion. What I want to know is if there's any trap in that area-" "Hold on, Kelly." Bite raised his hand. "I think we are familiar with this information." I raised my brow in surprise. "Really?" "Yes." It was Stab who answered me. "I am the one who wrote this report." I looked at the three. Were they the people investigating Lucas' request? I hit a jackpot! "That's convenient then! J

Gunther showed the vault again “I don’t understand, why is everyone in search of this vault?” she asked “Because the vault holds four billion dollars worth of gold” “So Lucas killed my mother for gold and kidnapped Victor” she said “Not really actually… the four billion worth of gold is a distraction from what the vault really holds” he said, now she was confused “I don’t understand” she said “In that vault is 4 billion dollars worth of gold but there is something that is greater than gold in there… Lucas believes there is a bio weapon in there that allows one have great power over the world… but Lucas’ intel is not actually right” Gunther said

The descent into the Vance-Vaults was a journey through the fossilized remains of Leo Thorne’s greatest mistake. Located beneath the deepest foundations of the Old London sewers, the Vaults were a relic of the era before the Arks—a secret laboratory where the "Noise" had first been distilled from the Vance bloodline.

But that was wishful thinking. Because then came the food stores. At first, it was a few barrels of grains split open—blamed on rodents. Then, entire shelves of preserved meat were found rotted overnight, far too quickly for nature to be the cause. We discovered cracks in the wine cellars, the scent of something foul mixed with what should’ve been untouched stores. The final straw? The weapons vault, still sealed and untouched by the warriors, was found littered with shattered blades and splintered handles, like someone had gone in and smashed everything for sport.

he screamed, jolting forward from the chains, the cold, rusty metals clicking together, digging into his skin. “15 seconds,” I whispered, my lips hovering over his ears. The hairs on his skin stood at alert. His lips quivered, and low mumbling words escaped his mouth. “And your time starts now.” He swallowed, tears hanging in his right eye, and blood from the other. “The Red Vault. It's in the red vault!” “Where is the Vault?” “Wh—where? I swear...that's all.” He jumped from the seat as I bent, the blunt edge of the hammer tracing his feet.

Silas stepped in front of me, his blades still humming. "Lower the toys, Shadow-King," Arthur said. "I’m here because the 'Real' world still has a standing army. The 'Sleeper Protocol.' When the Shroud fell, we built the **Iron Vault** under the Cascades. We stayed physical so that when the 'Product' finally woke up, there would be someone left to hold the line." He looked at the creature that was Jax—now pinned under the treads of one of the humvees. "That thing is a 'Refinement' gone wrong. They aren't just monsters; they're toxic waste. We’re retreating to the Vault. Load up."

We could end up in jail. Felix would watch as I tore his flesh apart. The building was huge; it was called The Vault. It had several rooms like a hospital,l but instead of treating patients, the rooms were made to torture them. Everywhere was painted grey, giving it a haunted look. As I walked through the hallway, I received a text. I went to the elevator and pushed the button to go to the underground floor. Two armed men were standing outside the metal double doors that only opened with mine or Logan's fingerprint.

My stomach flipped. “Vault Eleven,” I said again. “It’s underground.” Matteo pulled out a flashlight. “Why does this feel like a trap?” “Because it probably is,” Ricardo muttered, drawing his gun. We descended, one step at a time, the air growing colder. The walls were covered in vines—no, wires. Old electrical cables, dead and coiled like veins. Then the stairs ended. And the vault opened before us. A massive chamber, half-lit by dying bulbs that still clung to life, flickering in and out. Shelves lined the walls with dusty books, old machinery, blueprints, maps… files.

The Vault of Legacy To get the Kraken ready, Julian and Elena had to dive into the "Cold Storage" vault. This wasn't a digital space, but a physical one,a basement archive at the old Mainplant that smelled of dust, old grease, and forgotten dreams. It was here that the original prototypes of the Vance-Vanderwall era were kept.