James was woken at seven in the morning by the telephone; he got up pulled on a dressing gown and picked up the phone.
‘James there is a serious international incident down here we need you at operations within an hour’
The phone clicked and went dead James, put it down and sighed; it was going to be a long day.
Moneypenny was sitting at her desk researching the Crimson Jihad when James walked in and started inquiring about the international incident.
‘James I know as much as you do if you want any information you will need to go speak with M but I daresay you need to speak to her about it anyway because the FBI have specifically asked for you to help with the investigation.’
‘Thanks Moneypenny by the way you’re looking very fine today’
‘Leave the flattering to me James we have serious stuff to discuss’ said M as she opened the door behind James and invited him to follow her.
‘So M how was your holiday in America?’ James asked while walking up a long corridor with M.
‘Quite refreshing 007 but now down to business two nuclear missiles have been stolen from a military base in America and we have reason to believe they were taken by the terrorist group Crimson Jihad, I want you to find out why they took them and what they plan to do with them. We know that the bombs were taken to a warehouse in San Francisco but we don’t know where they went from there I want you to go and investigate but, for Gods sake, do not let the Crimson Jihad be aware of our actions against them.
M let the words hang in the air for a few seconds before she turned around and left the room.
James was left standing in Q’s workplace where he made all the gadgets for James to use on missions. Curiosity got the better of James while he was looking around the workshop when he saw a metal bra sitting on a work surface next to him he picked it up and put it on, it felt quite light even for metal and James was standing there trying to figure out how it worked or what it was used for.
‘That’s something I have been working on for quite some time now, it’s only a prototype but its quite effective just face towards the test dummy over there and squeeze your shoulder blades together.
James turned round faced the test dummy then slowly squeezed his shoulder blades together nothing happened for a few seconds then a giant flame shot out of the tip of the bra and melted the dummy away.
‘Ingenious Q what will you think of next!’ James had only taken the bra off when Q snatched it out of his hands and said,
‘It still needs some work and will never be of any use to you James unless you decide to cross-dress in your missions.’
Q walked over to a table, picked up a large magnum, and handed it to James.
‘This is my latest creation and another one of your toys the gun has been built with twenty clips grafted into it, each clip has its own unique feature one of the clips has paintball pellets which have been designed to make it look as if the person is dead but it only knocks them out for about twenty minutes. This gun also has a scanner in the side that scans your handprint and memorises it so only you can use it and last but not least I have gone to the trouble of making this Mini bullet proof and road worthy even for you so please bring it back in one piece.’
The night air in San Francisco was fresh but damp not many people were out for a Friday night but that made no difference to James it only made his job sneaking into the warehouse a lot easier. The main entrance to the warehouse was guarded by two security men that looked suspiciously like sumo wrestlers so James had to sneak into the warehouse through a maintenance shaft on the roof. The first room James came into after jumping out of the maintenance shaft appeared to be a storage area for electronic goods from Japan it was no doubt to James that they were probably stolen. After searching the first room James went into the next room to find three men talking in the corner, James slowly walked up to the box behind them and listened in to their conversation.
‘The bombs are both set for there targets one at Washington dc and one at the American nuclear outpost in Iowa.’
‘Good work, tell your men to state our demands to the American president then detonate the bomb in Iowa if he does not agree to our demands.’
‘What if the Americans find the bomb? What will we do then?’
Ravi looked at his henchman with a look of disgust and spat the words at him ‘If they do find it which they wont we shall detonate it straight away with the satellite control board.’
All three men walked slowly away talking about their plans while James was left standing behind a group of boxes pondering on his next movement, he had already heard what he needed to know so he quickly left the way he came in and went back to his hotel to call MI6 and talk to Q. Upon returning to his hotel James found his door a-jar he looked around the corridor for a few seconds then slowly drew his walther ppk and
walked into his room to find a young woman in her late 20’s sitting on his bed.
‘Tell me do all hotels in San Francisco arrange to have company for their guests when they come back?’
‘I have come to tell you where the bombs have been planted in Iowa and Washington they will kill me for certain if they find out I was here so I cant ever go back now but I couldn’t let them kill all those people for their beliefs.’
‘For their beliefs?’
‘They demand that American troops leave the Muslim Holy land and that no Americans ever set foot on Muslim holy land again.’
‘Where are the bombs?’
‘The bomb in Iowa is at a nuclear outpost if they blow up a bomb there half of America will be uninhabitable because of radiation and the second bomb is planted in a building near the Whitehouse they have got to be stopped at all costs.’
James was standing there thinking of the consequences if a bomb was set off in Washington when three large men barged in through the door holding machine guns. James lunged for the first one and knocked him out with one clean blow to the throat but the second went round James and hit him on the head with his machine gun causing an instant knockout.
James woke up tied to one of the nuclear missiles next to him was the mysterious woman who had informed him of the bombs she to was tied to a bomb
‘Ah Mr Bond I’m glad to see your finally awake I can commence the last stage of my plan now it seems the foolish Americans refuse to comply with our demands so the nuclear strike will go ahead as planned.’
‘You really think you will get away with this?’
‘Oh but of course I’ will get away with this the Americans are foolish but not even them are foolish enough to try fight the Crimson Jihad’.
‘What was the meaning behind the name Crimson Jihad?’
‘It was to show our faith in the Muslim religion and to strike fear in the heart of the enemies but that is enough questioning for now’
Ravi walked over to the control board to the far left of the room and pointed at a button ‘this is where I say goodbye Mr Bond your fired’ Ravi pressed the button and watched as both missiles were sent off into the horizon with both the people on them struggling for their live’s.
Two days later the daily star was handed to M, she looked at the front cover and sighed, it read:
ENGLISH SPY MISSING IN ACTION WHILE AMERICA MOURN THEIR LOSSES.
