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[Harry Fawkes]

P A R T O N E
W H I R L W I N D

SATURDAY 28 2008

EXCLUSIVE TO COMMANDERBOND.NET

IAN FLEMING'S JAMES BOND AS YOU'VE NEVER READ HIM BEFORE

H A R R Y F A W K E S'
T R O U B L E S H O O T E R

[terminus]

28 of what?

You got me all excited, thinking it was actually out!

[Harry Fawkes]

My apologies Terminus! It is out this Saturday coming. I will post it to the mods on Friday night. I have 3 days to brush it up. I like it and I hope you do too my friend.

Edited by Harry Fawkes, 24 June 2008 - 08:04 PM.

[Harry Fawkes]

'Commander Bond's here, sir.'
'Send him in now,' came M's sharp voice from the loudspeaker, and the red light of privacy went on above the red leather padded door...

H A R R Y F A W K E S'
T R O U B L E S H O O T E R

[Double-0-7]

Looking forward to it Harry!

[sharpshooter]

Sounds pretty good. Sharpshooter would sound better than troubleshooter, though.

[Harry Fawkes]

Sounds pretty good. Sharpshooter would sound better than troubleshooter, though.

Now why the heck didn't I think of that myself! Damn! S H A R P S H O O T E R. Sounds good

[Harry Fawkes]

Spoiler

...The cigarette tasted good, comforting.
The man dressed in black combat fatigues took a deep pull and blew out a stream of dirty grey smoke into the cold afternoon air and watched the familiar black car approach through the lemon grove further on. He leaned against the porch as the car pulled up and Inspector Roberto Grazianizi got out, a bull of a man dressed smartly in a loosely fitting blue suit and grey silk tie.
‘Good afternoon, OO7,’ he said in Sicilian.
The man dressed in black refilled his lungs with smoke and smiled.

H A R R Y F A W K E S'
T R O U B L E S H O O T E R

[Harry Fawkes]

Well, there she is. TROUBLESHOOTER has been posted as promised. Damn, it felt good writing it. Mind you though, it does havoc on your health (writing I mean). I don't know how many packs of cigarettes I smoked throughout and how many glasses of bubbly I consumed.

Anyway, I really do hope you all enjoy the first part as much as I enjoyed writing it. I tried hard making it an edge of the seat experience in the grand tradition. In fact, I went about the whole affair as if I was making love to a woman believe it or not (Foreplay is the most important feature in the art of loving. One should never rush, One should simply enjoy and delay as much as one can till that wonderful, explosive climax!).

Anyway, before I bore you to death and without letting the proverbial cat out of the bag, let me assure you that PART 1 is only an appetizer of things more exciting to come and I give you my word of words that PART 2 is indeed full of thrills you can chew on....

Harry Fawkes MRQ

[ImTheMoneypenny]

Just finished part one. What a ride! Can't wait to see what you've got cooked up for part two!

[Harry Fawkes]

Ooooh, what a wretched hangover I must say!
Far too many Gin and Tonics mixed with too much Moet.
Work hard, play hard (which is exactly what I ended up doing when I got back home at four in the morning; with a delightful Italian brunette with the body of a Goddess, no less.... )

This is getting out of hand I'm reading too many Bond novels at one go!

Anyway, thanks for the thumbs up ImTheMoneypenny. Much appreciated

Back to TROUBLESHOOTER: Well, gentle readers I had to take the direction I took with Part One due to the fact that, although I had explained at the end of NCD what had happened and why the United Kingdom was facing one of its worst nightmares come true, I felt that in order to create a sub plot (

Spoiler

What? the Prince's kiddnap is a sub-plot? No!

) that would be as plausible as possible, I had to describe WHAT exactly had happened and most importantly HOW such a

Spoiler

kidnapping

could have been carried out.

I'm sure most will agree that it is rather quite a long

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Prologue

but I feel safe enough to say that although

Spoiler

quite long for a sort of 'Intro'

it does succeed in forcing you to turn the page and continue reading (Well at least I hope it does anyway).

As for Part Two, I decided to call it

Spoiler

OO7

because I am now free to revolve the whole story around our hero. This means that I am going to literally 'celebrate' Fleming's suave superspy in the true sense of the word.

In other words expect

Spoiler

a damn lot of gratuitous sex and violence, action by the loads, torture and one hell of a villain who makes Ernst Stavro Blofeld look like a school girl

Harry Fawkes MRQ

[ImTheMoneypenny]

Ooooh, what a wretched hangover I must say!
Far too many Gin and Tonics mixed with too much Moet.
Work hard, play hard (which is exactly what I ended up doing when I got back home at four in the morning; with a delightful Italian brunette with the body of a Goddess, no less.... )

This is getting out of hand I'm reading too many Bond novels at one go!

Anyway, thanks for the thumbs up ImTheMoneypenny. Much appreciated

Back to TROUBLESHOOTER: Well, gentle readers I had to take the direction I took with Part One due to the fact that, although I had explained at the end of NCD what had happened and why the United Kingdom was facing one of its worst nightmares come true, I felt that in order to create a sub plot (

Spoiler

What? the Prince's kiddnap is a sub-plot? No!

) that would be as plausible as possible, I had to describe WHAT exactly had happened and most importantly HOW such a

Spoiler

kidnapping

could have been carried out.

I'm sure most will agree that it is rather quite a long

Spoiler

Prologue

but I feel safe enough to say that although

Spoiler

quite long for a sort of 'Intro'

it does succeed in forcing you to turn the page and continue reading (Well at least I hope it does anyway).

As for Part Two, I decided to call it

Spoiler

OO7

because I am now free to revolve the whole story around our hero. This means that I am going to literally 'celebrate' Fleming's suave superspy in the true sense of the word.

In other words expect

Spoiler

a damn lot of gratuitous sex and violence, action by the loads, torture and one hell of a villain who makes Ernst Stavro Blofeld look like a school girl

Harry Fawkes MRQ

Sounds like another ride. I better buckle my seat belt! I enjoyed the prologue, I didn't feel it was too long, set the stage nicely for what may come. You produce a great tone that makes us care about the characters so you feel for them.

You've made me very curious about part 2!!!

[Harry Fawkes]

T E A S E R

Spoiler

At 2100 hrs storm clouds completely obscured the sky and only on occasions did the pale, phantom moon show through. It was certainly no place to be on that cold, haunting night. However, three hundred feet above the fierce sea the black Porsche, followed by the red Audi, came to a halt beside a solitary belt of trees high up on a wide track a couple of meters away from the cliff edge.
James Bond felt the jolt of the Audi stopping and came awake from a very rough and painful sleep. He was in the booth of the car, curled up in the foetal position due to a lack of space. He carried out a mental damage assessment but it wasn’t long before the booth hatch was opened and two men brandishing automatic pistols loomed down over him.
A gush of cold wind hit him and he felt sick with a sharp pain in his back.
‘Get out!’ one of the men barked.
Bond did as he was told. Miraculously, he hadn’t broken any bones in the crash and subsequent fall but the ache and pains all over his body were severe.
Through the hazy confusion and pain, Bond realised where he was.
Suffolk cliffs!
‘Ah, there you are, Mr. Bond,’ a voice called from behind him.
OO7 turned and came face to face with the man he had been chasing earlier. He was standing near the Porsche, smoking, the submachine gun lax in his hand against his right thigh.
The two men stood behind Bond, their guns trained on him and he suddenly knew that his time was almost up.
‘Nothing broken I hope?’ the man called Karl said in pretty good English.
‘Who are you?’ Bond asked.
‘A nobody,’ he said. ‘A nobody who’s going to kill you tonight.’
OO7 looked up at the black sky and smiled cruelly. ‘Well, at least it’s a fine night for it, I’ll give you that,’ he said and Karl sneered.
‘Good one, Mr. Bond, cool to the last minute. That I like. Now then, get down on your knees please. Nice and easy, mind you.’
James Bond looked at him for a long moment and then did as he was told.
‘Now place your hands on your head.’
‘Who you are?’ he asked.
‘Does it matter?’
‘Well, if I’m going to die I’d rather go knowing who pulled the trigger. Wouldn't you?’...

[ImTheMoneypenny]

T E A S E R

Spoiler

At 2100 hrs storm clouds completely obscured the sky and only on occasions did the pale, phantom moon show through. It was certainly no place to be on that cold, haunting night. However, three hundred feet above the fierce sea the black Porsche, followed by the red Audi, came to a halt beside a solitary belt of trees high up on a wide track a couple of meters away from the cliff edge.
James Bond felt the jolt of the Audi stopping and came awake from a very rough and painful sleep. He was in the booth of the car, curled up in the foetal position due to a lack of space. He carried out a mental damage assessment but it wasn’t long before the booth hatch was opened and two men brandishing automatic pistols loomed down over him.
A gush of cold wind hit him and he felt sick with a sharp pain in his back.
‘Get out!’ one of the men barked.
Bond did as he was told. Miraculously, he hadn’t broken any bones in the crash and subsequent fall but the ache and pains all over his body were severe.
Through the hazy confusion and pain, Bond realised where he was.
Suffolk cliffs!
‘Ah, there you are, Mr. Bond,’ a voice called from behind him.
OO7 turned and came face to face with the man he had been chasing earlier. He was standing near the Porsche, smoking, the submachine gun lax in his hand against his right thigh.
The two men stood behind Bond, their guns trained on him and he suddenly knew that his time was almost up.
‘Nothing broken I hope?’ the man called Karl said in pretty good English.
‘Who are you?’ Bond asked.
‘A nobody,’ he said. ‘A nobody who’s going to kill you tonight.’
OO7 looked up at the black sky and smiled cruelly. ‘Well, at least it’s a fine night for it, I’ll give you that,’ he said and Karl sneered.
‘Good one, Mr. Bond, cool to the last minute. That I like. Now then, get down on your knees please. Nice and easy, mind you.’
James Bond looked at him for a long moment and then did as he was told.
‘Now place your hands on your head.’
‘Who you are?’ he asked.
‘Does it matter?’
‘Well, if I’m going to die I’d rather go knowing who pulled the trigger. Wouldn't you?’...

Now I'm really intrigued!

[MkB]

T E A S E R

Spoiler

At 2100 hrs storm clouds completely obscured the sky and only on occasions did the pale, phantom moon show through. It was certainly no place to be on that cold, haunting night. However, three hundred feet above the fierce sea the black Porsche, followed by the red Audi, came to a halt beside a solitary belt of trees high up on a wide track a couple of meters away from the cliff edge.
James Bond felt the jolt of the Audi stopping and came awake from a very rough and painful sleep. He was in the booth of the car, curled up in the foetal position due to a lack of space. He carried out a mental damage assessment but it wasn’t long before the booth hatch was opened and two men brandishing automatic pistols loomed down over him.
A gush of cold wind hit him and he felt sick with a sharp pain in his back.
‘Get out!’ one of the men barked.
Bond did as he was told. Miraculously, he hadn’t broken any bones in the crash and subsequent fall but the ache and pains all over his body were severe.
Through the hazy confusion and pain, Bond realised where he was.
Suffolk cliffs!
‘Ah, there you are, Mr. Bond,’ a voice called from behind him.
OO7 turned and came face to face with the man he had been chasing earlier. He was standing near the Porsche, smoking, the submachine gun lax in his hand against his right thigh.
The two men stood behind Bond, their guns trained on him and he suddenly knew that his time was almost up.
‘Nothing broken I hope?’ the man called Karl said in pretty good English.
‘Who are you?’ Bond asked.
‘A nobody,’ he said. ‘A nobody who’s going to kill you tonight.’
OO7 looked up at the black sky and smiled cruelly. ‘Well, at least it’s a fine night for it, I’ll give you that,’ he said and Karl sneered.
‘Good one, Mr. Bond, cool to the last minute. That I like. Now then, get down on your knees please. Nice and easy, mind you.’
James Bond looked at him for a long moment and then did as he was told.
‘Now place your hands on your head.’
‘Who you are?’ he asked.
‘Does it matter?’
‘Well, if I’m going to die I’d rather go knowing who pulled the trigger. Wouldn't you?’...

I'm teased!

Just finished part one! I hadn't realised this was, in a way, a sequel to your previous Bond novel, Nobody Cheats Death! I like it, continuity in fanfic I mean: it's nice to see the characters being developped over more than one story!
I quite enjoyed what I've read so far! The

Spoiler

intro

is fast paced, and it's intriguing to begin a Bond novel with

Spoiler

a 007 who's not James Bond!

By the way, I'm curious about the name Sean d'Arcy: is it a nod to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice?

Spoiler

I mean, he's the "good" 007, family man, faithful husband, where Bond could be seen as the Wickham of the 00 section: suave and charming, but an incorrigible womanizer

Just curious!

[Harry Fawkes]

Hiya MkB! Nice to hear from you again. Glad you liked Part 1. Was a bit nervous with the direction I chose (didn't think anyone would enjoy it). So far two members have thank goodness!

Pride and Prejudice?? Never heard of it!! I'm a man, hmm! I don't read those type of girlie novels! Sacrilege!

Darcy and Elizabeth, Jane and Bingley. Jane Austen. No! I read men's books!

"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife."

Spoiler

(Yep, you caught me out, mon ami )

[MkB]

Darcy and Elizabeth, Jane and Bingley. Jane Austen. No! I read men's books!

Oh? Men read books, really? That's new to me! Surely one of these new metrosexual trends...

[Harry Fawkes]

Oh, for want to discuss this over a drink! If you weren't miles and miles away, I'd be asking you out for a drink tonight to discuss this new metrosexual trend you mentioned, mon ami. Oh, but for wishful thinking.

Edited by Harry Fawkes, 28 June 2008 - 04:48 PM.

[Double-0-7]

Just finished part one and enjoyed it immensely - good work Fawkes!

It seems that the stage is set for some serious action in part two, and I look forward to our man returning to duty.

[Harry Fawkes]

Simply put Double-0-7: YOU HAVE JUST MADE MY DAY! Thanks a million for responding

[ImTheMoneypenny]

By the way, I'm curious about the name Sean d'Arcy: is it a nod to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice?

Spoiler

I mean, he's the "good" 007, family man, faithful husband, where Bond could be seen as the Wickham of the 00 section: suave and charming, but an incorrigible womanizer

Just curious!

I caught that too, thought it was a nice touch. Didn't think about that angle, now I see it. My sister is an Olivier fan so I've seen that film version a million times.

[terminus]

It doesn't want to copy and paste to Word very easily, dammit Still, looked over the first chunk and my interest has immediately been piqued by a 007 who isn't Bond (something that I've also got at the outset of my latest treatment attempt - great minds think alike, eh!).

[Harry Fawkes]

Oh, I'm sorry about that Terminus. Hope you sort out the problem cause the best is yet to come.

[Harry Fawkes]

THE ULTIMATE CHALLENGE
THE ULTIMATE TERROR
THE ULTIMATE NIGHTMARE…

JAMES BOND
IS BACK

James Bond, Ian Fleming’s master spy, has returned and he’s better than ever

ONE OF THE WORST INCIDENTS IN BRITISH HISTORY HAS OCCURRED PLUNGING GREAT BRITAIN INTO CRISIS

Confronted with a situation they had never dared to imagine: with the second in line to the British throne a prisoner, the demands are high and the deadline breathtakingly short!

BUT THE HIGHLY ORGANISED AND RUTHLESS CRIMINAL ORGANSISATION BEHIND THIS ACT OF SHEER TERROR HAS UNDERESTIMATED ONE IMPORTANT FACTOR:

IAN FLEMING’S
007

BOND IS BACK in the arms of more beautiful women and on the trail of one of the worst villains he’s ever encountered

BOND IS BACK in one of his most dangerous missions yet

BOND IS BACK assigned by M to step into a world as perilous as any he has ever known and from which he may never return…

IAN FLEMING’S MASTER SPY IS BACK READY TO SERVE HER MAJESTY ONE LAST TIME

IN PART TWO

OF

H A R R Y F A W K E S’
T R O U B L E S H O O T E R

Edited by Harry Fawkes, 02 July 2008 - 10:04 PM.

[ImTheMoneypenny]

Hurray! Can't wait!

[Harry Fawkes]

Spoiler

The European Organization for Nuclear Research (French: Organisation européenne pour la recherche nucléaire), known as CERN (pronounced SERN in French), is the world's largest particle physics laboratory, situated in the northwest suburbs of Geneva on the Franco-Swiss border. The organization has twenty European member states, and is currently the workplace of approximately 2600 full-time employees. Some 7931 scientists and engineers (representing 500 universities and 80 nationalities), about half of the world's particle physics community, work on experiments conducted at CERN.

CERN's main function is to provide the particle accelerators and other infrastructure needed for high-energy physics research. Numerous experiments have been constructed at CERN by international collaborations to make use of them. The main site at Meyrin also has a large computer centre containing very powerful data processing facilities primarily for experimental data analysis, and because of the need to make them available to researchers elsewhere, has historically been (and continues to be) a major wide area networking hub.

Wikipedia

JAMES BOND
IS BACK

[Harry Fawkes]

COMING

24 DECEMBER 2008

PART TWO

OF

H A R R Y F A W K E S'
T R O U B L E S H O O T E R

'This book will surely be one of the most extraordinary Bond 'fan fiction' adventures of our time - It is riveting to say the least. It is full of tension, excitement and thrills you can actually chew on. The man who calls himself Harry Fawkes has come up with a Bond 'novel' that is as good as any top bestseller out there. I know, I've read the first draft of PART TWO and couldn't put it down! Gadgets, sexy girls, violence that'll make your skin crawl and one of the best villains since Ian Fleming's Goldfinger.'

Nathalie Newman (Bond fan NY)

When the world needs a troubleshooter, it still turns first to MI6's top agent.

Ian Fleming’s

James Bond

Edited by Harry Fawkes, 24 July 2008 - 08:14 PM.

[MkB]

24 DECEMBER 2008 ????

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Harry, don't do this to us... 5 months! We can't wait!

[Harry Fawkes]

Hope you can forgive me but although I've finished the story it still needs more work done to it. I really would like Part Two to be quite special you see and to get that result I am definitely going to have to rewrite it. I'm taking TROUBLESHOOTER beyond serious! Besides it'll be a nice Christmas present for all Bond 'fan fiction' readers. I won't disappoint you. YOU HAVE MY WORD ON THAT!


Roger

[MkB]

Well, it sounds like a sensible reason for waiting
You have my blessing, then!
Cheers!