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[Harry Fawkes]

At last I have posted Chapter 9. Please enjoy, I did writing it. To tell you the truth it's great taking Mr. Bond down memory lane! (Well sort of anyway).


Am I in the military? Yep, my dear friend Greene Planet and I've just got back from a couple of days excercise during which I found the time to write and read so thanks for posting your new addition. I will get round to commenting later.

In the meanwhile in TMBYD I'm keeping the best for Chapter 10 - PAIN

[Qwerty]

New addition up now.

[Harry Fawkes]

Oh, yeah I forgot. I have used the author's privilege of Fan Fic artistic licence

[Greene Planet]

At last I have posted Chapter 9. Please enjoy, I did writing it. To tell you the truth it's great taking Mr. Bond down memory lane! (Well sort of anyway).


Am I in the military? Yep, my dear friend Greene Planet and I've just got back from a couple of days excercise during which I found the time to write and read so thanks for posting your new addition. I will get round to commenting later.

In the meanwhile in TMBYD I'm keeping the best for Chapter 10 - PAIN

Thanks, nice chapter title.

[Harry Fawkes]

10
Pain

Melhem Sabah’s silver Lear jet landed at Tripoli airport and taxied off the runway to Park 4. He was dressed smartly in silk blue shirt and beige linen trousers. Accompanied by two of his most trusted men, he came down the steps and was greeted by Ali Hamid who had already settled things with Customs, Immigration and the Secret Police who treated Melhem Sabah as royalty.
The Arab escorted them to the silver Lynx helicopter and a couple of moments later they took off for Al Hasarran.
‘My daughter?’ Sabah asked finally through his mouth piece.
‘She has been taken to your villa in Sardinia,’ Hamid told him. ‘I’m afraid she proved a handful for my men. Two of them ended up with broken wrists. She didn’t want to leave the Englishman. I would have to say she really is in love with him.’
Melhem Sabah looked at Hamid with the devil’s eyes and Hamid looked away nervously.
‘I hope you’ve been keeping him comfortable,’ he said. ‘I’m really looking forward to meeting the pest.’
‘Oh, he’s comfortable alright. The ‘hole’ has that effect on men.’
‘Good.’
‘May I ask how things are going with Prometheus?’
Sabah looked out at the view below.
‘God willing in the next few days they will be ready for our use.’
Hamid smiled.
‘Thanks to the electro magnetic thellion?’ he asked.
‘That’s right,’ Sabah told him. ‘Our esteemed scientists have managed to get the stuff functioning. It has taken a whole year of hard work but it has paid off. The electro magnetic thellion will replace the mercury igniters and will produce the same chain reaction to set Prometheus off.’
‘Allah be praised then.’
‘The day is coming, Ali,’ Sabah told him and leaned back and closed his eyes. ‘The day the world will be finally cleansed and from the ashes will come a new order. The Order of the Shaheel Peshant.’

[MkB]

Oh, yeah I forgot. I have used the author's privilege of Fan Fic artistic licence

And you did a very good use of that, Harry!

By the way, I'm half way through the Shibumi novel that was mentioned earlier in this thread, and it's a fun read! Kind of spoof / synthesis of several takes on the spy novel genre: the Nikko character could be the typical Fleming villain, for instance. And the writing is not without humour.

[Greene Planet]

Nice excerpt, Fawkes.

[Harry Fawkes]

The British Embassy’s Commercial, Visa, Consular and Management Sections are located on the 24th Floor of the Burj Al Fateh building in central Tripoli. The Political/Economic, Press and Public Affairs Section are located within the Ambassador’s Residence off Sharia al Shatt, parallel to the Corniche road between the Mehari Hotel and the Secretariat for Foreign Affairs...
Gala Richards had just settled down in her comfortable office at the High Commissioner’s residence after seeing her husband off to work. Apart from being a devoted wife, she was in charge of Press and Public Affairs, a job she loved very much and that morning she had a list of things to do. The call she received on her secure cell phone however changed things completely but most of all hit her like a bolt from the blue.
‘Gala? It’s Bill Tanner.’
‘Bill. What a lovely surprise. How are you dear? How long has it been?’
‘More years than I can remember regrettably.’
‘What is it Bill? What can I do for you?’
‘It’s James. He’s gone missing in your part of the woods I’m afraid.’
The smile on her face was wiped clean.
‘I see.’
‘I wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t serious.’
‘I understand, Bill. What is it you want me to do?’
‘I hate asking you this but we really need your help to establish where he is,’ he told her. ‘He was with our head of station there: Mulai Raisul. They were looking up a man called Stavros. Dante Stavros. We now believe he’s been compromised.’
‘Can’t you send someone over?’
‘I wish it was that simple, Gala.’
‘Perhaps my husband…’
‘I’m afraid your husband can’t get involved. This is strictly off the record, even to him. ’
‘Bill!’
‘I know, Gala. It’s a lot to ask but the fact is the whole thing’s a mess to say the least and we can’t take any chances causing a diplomatic incident by involving your husband...'

COO7MING SOO7N

Oh, yeah I forgot. I have used the author's privilege of Fan Fic artistic licence

And you did a very good use of that, Harry!

By the way, I'm half way through the Shibumi novel that was mentioned earlier in this thread, and it's a fun read! Kind of spoof / synthesis of several takes on the spy novel genre: the Nikko character could be the typical Fleming villain, for instance. And the writing is not without humour.

Glad you like it MkB. Shibumi is in my opinion a fantastic espionage thriller. Violent, erotic and mindblowing!


R

Nice excerpt, Fawkes.

Cheers Greene Planet. As soon as complete PAIN I'll complete reading yours.

[Greene Planet]

Thanks, the last part is up now.

[Harry Fawkes]

SHOULD YOU DARE?

Spoiler

...‘James, you dear rogue,’ Tracy di Vicenzo said and her smile was simply breathtaking. ‘You’re late as usual.’
‘Tracy.’
Bond sat down, feeling light headed at the site of her.
There was an air of absolute unreality to everything now and when he spoke again, his voice was very throaty.
‘W…hat…what are you doing here?’
Tracy reached out and touched his hand.
‘What do you mean, darling? What’s wrong? You look pale all of a sudden.’
Bond swallowed hard.
He was so damned thirsty and it was then that Brevett thankfully came over with their drinks.
Champaign – the best and ice cold.
He quickly lifted the crystal glass to his lips and it soothed his thirst like nothing he had ever known before...

[Greene Planet]

SHOULD YOU DARE?

Spoiler

...‘James, you dear rogue,’ Tracy di Vicenzo said and her smile was simply breathtaking. ‘You’re late as usual.’
‘Tracy.’
Bond sat down, feeling light headed at the site of her.
There was an air of absolute unreality to everything now and when he spoke again, his voice was very throaty.
‘W…hat…what are you doing here?’
Tracy reached out and touched his hand.
‘What do you mean, darling? What’s wrong? You look pale all of a sudden.’
Bond swallowed hard.
He was so damned thirsty and it was then that Brevett thankfully came over with their drinks.
Champaign – the best and ice cold.
He quickly lifted the crystal glass to his lips and it soothed his thirst like nothing he had ever known before...

Holy crap! That was really suspenseful, Fawkes! Exellent work!

[Harry Fawkes]

Shocking.

Positively shocking is chapter 10, even for my tastes.

Here's a sneak: (Mind you I've just posted it so you might want to control the urge to peek. Your call.)

Spoiler

‘Still with us, Mr. Bond?’ came a voice, the accent distinctly Arabic – it was not Hamid’s. ‘I hope it is not too cold down there? We’ve brought you something that should give you some warmth. Just a second and we will lower it down.’
There came a ruffling noise and he sensed that they were lowering something down to him.
‘It is tea, Mr. Bond,’ the voice called down. ‘It is good, yes?’
Bond could see an old mess tin, dangling in front of him, the top handle tied to a thin line of rope. It was steaming in the damp air and the sweet smell of it was overwhelming.
He felt a sudden nausea flood inside his entire being.
To drink it was impossible.
He heard them laughing up there and then one of them urinated down through the gap. Soon after, the other guard followed suit.
There was no way Bond could avoid it and he stayed there, crouched in the corner, silent.

CHAPTER 11

DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

C O M I N G S O O N

[Greene Planet]

Your a simply awesome author, Fawkes!
Thats a damn good name for a chapter too.

[Qwerty]

New addition up now.

[Harry Fawkes]

11
Dance with the Devil

Time no longer had any sense or meaning. He’d lost track after the first two or three hours. Is all he knew was that it seemed like an eternity and he was uncomfortable and bloody cold.
He’d been through worse of course but as the guard had said: the worst was yet to come.
Bloody boring too, just sitting there with his hands tied behind his back, pitch black staring right at him. He’d even given names to the two rats which graced him with their presence now and then.
Double O Bee and Double O Bow.
James Bond smiled.
Harmless little fellas, mind.
They just swam around him, minding their own business, occasionally glancing up, little shiny, globuley eyes smiling up at him, their teeny weenie noses twitching about as if on a smelling frenzy.
Probably waiting till he dropped dead.
What was he to them? Lunch or dinner?
Bond thought of the dream he’d had earlier.
Tracy, Sir Miles and Blades.
It was amazing how the mind responded to situations like this. Sir James had once said that the mind is a place where man can make his life heaven or cause it to become hell on earth, with one simple thought.
He’d created heaven thinking of Tracy. To see her again, to touch her, to love her one more time, so vividly as it had been in that dream, was gratifying to say the least.
Bond made a quick mental note to thank the guards the next time they appeared…
It was later now, much later and he must have dozed off again, this time a dreamless sleep.
He came awake with a start.
One of the rats was on his left lap and, startled, it leapt off and with a splash disappearing into the black stinking water.
The light appeared above him and this time Ali Hamid leaned over.
‘Mr. Bond? Kindly brace yourself and we’ll have you back up here in no time.’
Bond expected another taunt but soon felt the rope behind him becoming rigid.
The haul up was slow, painful and at one point he thought his shoulders were going to dislocate.
He scraped against the wall a couple of times and when his head finally cleared the brick wall he saw Melhem Sabah standing beside Ali Hamid and two guards further on.
Sabah was smiling when he walked up to Bond.
He looked him over calmly then put a silk handkerchief to his nose.
‘My God, you stink Bond,’ he laughed...

Just a little tease.

[Greene Planet]

Exellent teaser, Fawkes. Did you notice that I used your last name in my fan fic.

[Harry Fawkes]

DO NOT READ THIS TEASER!!!!

Spoiler

He was taken up to his room where he got cleaned up and dressed into comfortable slacks and shirt. He was given something to eat and drink after which he was taken back downstairs to a stainless steel door that he’d noticed during his walkabout a couple of nights ago. One of the guards entered a code and the door slid open. Bond went forward into an air-conditioned room, large and spacious and beautifully decorated in crimson red. There was a large desk further on behind which Melhem Sabah sat down on a lush leather swivel chair.
‘Ah, James Bond,’ Sabah said. ‘The man who cheats death. Do come in and grab a chair please. We have a lot to talk about but not enough time at our disposal unfortunately.’
There was a single chair in front of the desk and Bond sat down.
‘Facia a facia at last, Mr Bond, isn’t that what they say?’
Bond said nothing.
He still felt weak and the ordeal he’d been through in that hell hole had taken so much out of him, not only physically but mentally too.
The room, he noted was quite bare where ornaments were concerned apart from a couple of dull paintings donning the wall. A large chandelier hung from the high ceiling and there were no windows whatsoever.
‘You know, you are not dead yet because my daughter has threatened to kill herself if I kill you.’
Bond just looked at him hard and straight in the eyes.
Melhem Sabah wore a light blue linen suit and white shirt open at the neck. His silver hair, which was shoulder length, was combed completely back with a single lock hanging in front of his left eye, a handsome man with strong cheekbones and cruel lips. The evil in his eyes though was powerful and Bond could feel it oozing out of them. He could almost touch it…
‘The thing is I believe her, Mr. Bond, which is the dilemma I am faced with,’ Sabah continued.
‘Where is she?’ Bond cut in.
‘Safe, double O seven. You don’t mind if I use your designation number, do you? You see I know all about you.’
‘Then you’ll know it’s just a matter of time until my people find you out here and once they do they’re going to come down on you like a tone of bricks.’
Sabah laughed.
‘Your people have no idea about me so spare me the bull, Bond. And even if they did we would be the first to know about it, believe me.’
‘I presume you mean the Shaheel Peshant, right?’
‘We are a new world order, Bond, an organisation so powerful that in the next few days life as you know it on this planet is going to change drastically. How? By bringing down what we in the Shaheel call the American Empire.’
Sabah got up and crossed over to a drinks cabinet opposite and fixed two glasses of Scotch.
‘Oh, I know what you are thinking Bond,’ he said when he handed him the drink. ‘You think I’m crazy.’
Bond swore.
‘Where on earth do you people come from?’ he said sharply. ‘Do you have any idea how many times I’ve heard verbal diarrhoea like that from madmen like yourself throughout my years. Believe me I’ve lost bloody count. World domination, new world orders, death to America and the West. My God I’m sick of it.’
Bond knocked back his drink and in one swift action, smashed the glass and was across Sabah’s desk in a flash.
The piece of glass that remained in his bleeding right hand pierced Sabah’s neck and Bond, teeth clenched, eyes wild slits, jerked his hand to the left, ripping the neck open. Bright red blood gushed out as Sabah, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets slumped to the floor.
He squirmed there at Bond’s feet, his scream choking to a gurgle, both his hands to his neck in an attempt to stop the blood from gushing out.
Bond watched him jerk violently about on the floor in a fit of spasms a terrifying gurgling noise coming from his mouth and bright red blood gushing between his hands.
Double O Seven smiled and there was something in his eyes then – a cold evil that would have put the fear of God inside any man.
‘Blah blah blah, you crazy ,’ he said and covered in blood, lit another cigarette…

I WARNED YOU

COMING SOON

[Greene Planet]

holy ****!, I should have listened to you.

[Harry Fawkes]

holy ****!, I should have listened to you.

Don't worry I've just posted the full chapter so you won't be on tenter hooks for long my friend.

And to the rest of my readers - Chapter 12 will be posted this week too.

Love Harry

[MkB]

DO NOT READ THIS TEASER!!!!

Harry, you're a tease!

[Greene Planet]

holy ****!, I should have listened to you.

Don't worry I've just posted the full chapter so you won't be on tenter hooks for long my friend.

And to the rest of my readers - Chapter 12 will be posted this week too.

Love Harry

I look forwards to reading it.

[Qwerty]

New addition up now.

[Harry Fawkes]

Just a very short spoiler to play with...

12
Execution Day

James Bond was not afraid to die. He was certain of that. But more to the truth was the fact that at that moment in time, deep down, he simply didn’t care anymore.

As usual, it's an in and out thing for e lately. Can't seem to stay on too long. Just a phase I hope.

[Greene Planet]

Just a very short spoiler to play with...

12
Execution Day

James Bond was not afraid to die. He was certain of that. But more to the truth was the fact that at that moment in time, deep down, he simply didn’t care anymore.

As usual, it's an in and out thing for e lately. Can't seem to stay on too long. Just a phase I hope.

Problably my favorite chapter title from you in this Book.

[Harry Fawkes]

The guard didn’t register in his mind what was coming his way until it was too late.
Bond had acted fast which caught both Arab guards by surprise, literally.
Double O Seven came out of Sabah’s office as if he didn’t have a care in the world, turned and walked right up to the one on his left, a mad smile on his face.
The guard’s mouth had dropped open in surprise.
The only thought inside his head was what the hell was this mad Englishman up to now?
Bond simply raised the bottle of Scotch and smashed it across his head.
The other guard opposite watched this happen in a state of bewilderment.
Bond reached down for the guard’s AK like a rattle snake striking. He spun round and let off a burst of automatic gunfire, cutting down the guard opposite before he had time to react.
In the deafening silence that followed, Bond looked down at the guard at his feet, that mad smile still on his face.
‘What a waste of good bloody Scotch,’ he said and put a round of bullets into him, just to make sure.
Bond then made for the stairs.
‘Come on, Ali Hamid!’ he shouted at the top of his voice. ‘Let’s be having you, you mad bastard!’

EXECUTION DAY
COMING SOO7N

Sorry for the delay - But I promise sparks will fly in the last few chapters!

Harry Fawkes

[Harry Fawkes]

‘Are the bombs ready?’
‘Of course they are. We’re moving towards our target as we speak.’
‘Does any of the crew suspect anything?’
‘No. Having said that our good Doctors Beleesh and Mestas have been taken care of, permanently. Their help in getting the Anti Proton bombs primed was much appreciated. I gave them a quick death.’
‘Then it is down to you, my brother!’
‘So it seems.’
‘Allah is with you, Peter. As for me, it seems I have an appointment with the devil himself.’
‘Considering what Bond is capable of, better you than me, old boy.’ [/size]

THE MOMENT BEFORE YOU DIE

JAMES BOND
IS
BACK

H A R R Y F A W K E S

[Harry Fawkes]

THREE MORE CHAPTERS LEFT AND I'M DONE!

Just posted EXECUTION DAY and I hope you enjoy it.

Action spells TMBYD.

PS Sorry for the delay. Got caught in the traffic


Roger HF Mulvaney

[Greene Planet]

Only three? Oh well, i think you've put in an astounding effort to complete this master piece.

[Qwerty]

New addition up now.

[Greene Planet]

Brilliant chapter, Roger!