The gun lay on the floor. Bond picked it up and aimed it at the suspected culprit. BANG! BANG! The body lay on the floor, blood oozing out of the gaping hole where his heart should lie, beating. Agent 007 slotted the gun in his pocket and walked out of the derelict warehouse.
"James! James!" Agent Smith stormed after him. " What happened in there? Helen wanted him alive and now -." Smith broke off as a female wearing boots as black as soot up to her knees and red hair cascading down her back pointed her machine gun in their direction.
The lady gave a harsh chuckle. "Well, well, well. Mr Bond, you can not keep out of my way now can you? If you would just hand over the nuclear results, I will make your death quick and easy. Or I could savour your death if you refuse to hand it over. But we both know you have it. So make it snappy." She smiled menacingly at him with her blood red lips. Bond's face expression never changed.
"Hello, Jenna. I hope you remember that 5 years ago I beat you in a race for the stolen jewels of Egypt. That gave me the 007 title. Oh and I would put down that gun of yours. You don't want to wind me up now. I have a new box of tricks to play with." Bond shot back smoothly.
Jenna looked at him. Her finger hovered over the trigger longingly. But after a seemingly long debate in her head she dropped the gun. It clattered on the floor. Jenna raised her eyebrows.
"What's your plan now? You expect me to just stand here?"
"I love how witty you are. Hmmmm. I have no plan but..." Bond whipped the gun off the floor which was lying in between them. Smith yanked his gun out of his pocket and targeted Jenna.
"Ah, two against one. Kinda unfair don't you think?" Jenna pouted.
"Not at all. Considering the fact that you are the villain in this case. One more unasked for movement and I pull the trigger. Now put your hands in the air. Good, next turn around, so you are facing the wall." Bond demanded. Jenna started to complain but Bond silenced her with a glare.
Bond motioned Smith to get into the nearby truck who silently crept away. He pulled the truck up to Bond. With one quick fluid motion Bond had grabbed Jenna and pushed her in the truck.
"Step on it Smith." James said.
Jenna was struggling from Bond's grasp. He sneered at her.
" Nice try." He chuckled.
Smith turned back for a split second to look at James but the car veered off track. Quickly realising what was happening, Smith tried to regain the cars balance but it was too late. The back of the car spun into an massive building causing them to crash and Jenna to lose consciousness. The side of the car was wrecked and Jenna was spouting blood like a waterfall whilst being completely unaware. James looked over at Jenna with panic written all over his face. He shoved open his car door and pulled Jenna after him, threw her over his shoulder and summoned Smith to follow.
James Bond left the crash scene with co agent in tow and a beautiful dead girl on his shoulders with a mystery aura surrounding him. His mission completed.
THE END
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The lady gave a harsh chuckle. "Well, well, well. Mr Bond, you can not keep out of my way now can you? If you would just hand over the nuclear results, I will make your death quick and easy. Or I could savour your death if you refuse to hand it over. But we both know you have it. So make it snappy." She smiled menacingly at him with her blood red lips. Bond's face expression never changed.
"Hello, Jenna. I hope you remember that 5 years ago I beat you in a race for the stolen jewels of Egypt. That gave me the 007 title. Oh and I would put down that gun of yours. You don't want to wind me up now. I have a new box of tricks to play with." Bond shot back smoothly.
Jenna looked at him. Her finger hovered over the trigger longingly. But after a seemingly long debate in her head she dropped the gun. It clattered on the floor. Jenna raised her eyebrows.
"What's your plan now? You expect me to just stand here?"
"I love how witty you are. Hmmmm. I have no plan but..." Bond whipped the gun off the floor which was lying in between them. Smith yanked his gun out of his pocket and targeted Jenna.
"Ah, two against one. Kinda unfair don't you think?" Jenna pouted.
"Not at all. Considering the fact that you are the villain in this case. One more unasked for movement and I pull the trigger. Now put your hands in the air. Good, next turn around, so you are facing the wall." Bond demanded. Jenna started to complain but Bond silenced her with a glare.
Bond motioned Smith to get into the nearby truck who silently crept away. He pulled the truck up to Bond. With one quick fluid motion Bond had grabbed Jenna and pushed her in the truck.
"Step on it Smith." James said.
Jenna was struggling from Bond's grasp. He sneered at her.
" Nice try." He chuckled.
Smith turned back for a split second to look at James but the car veered off track. Quickly realising what was happening, Smith tried to regain the cars balance but it was too late. The back of the car spun into an massive building causing them to crash and Jenna to lose consciousness. The side of the car was wrecked and Jenna was spouting blood like a waterfall whilst being completely unaware. James looked over at Jenna with panic written all over his face. He shoved open his car door and pulled Jenna after him, threw her over his shoulder and summoned Smith to follow.
James Bond left the crash scene with co agent in tow and a beautiful dead girl on his shoulders with a mystery aura surrounding him. His mission completed.
THE END
Thanks for reading!
Please give us feedback in the comments section.
Have a good night!
See you later guys!
Signed,
The Pen Pals
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