I don't own James Bond or anything that belongs to it. I'm just having a little fun.

Well, I ended up doing a little one shot, and then wrote something unintended into it. In the end it came to be a trilogy, and this is the first part of it. I do hope you enjoy it!

The Threat

Chapter One

Tristan Charles Hollis sat at his computer in his bedroom in the house he shared with two others. It was his last year at University and he still didn't know what he was going to do afterwards, he had plenty of offers, but none that caught his attention. What did catch his attention was what he was doing at that moment in time. He took a quick break, drinking some of the hot Earl Grey that was set next to him and quickly got back to work.

"Hey Trist!" came a call from one of his housemates as he bound into his room.

"Joe, I told you not to disturb me today, I have something to do," he said as he gave his house mate a glare, grey eyes becoming steel as they looked through the think glasses he wore.

"All work and no play makes Tristan a dull boy," Joe grinned, his brown eyes smiling as he walked over and looked down at the other twenty year old.

Tristan shook his head and sighed, "I have word to do at the moment, and I'll do something fun later."

"Fine," Joe rolled his eyes, knowing that the wouldn't be able to get his friend to budge at all, "make sure you do, we'll be at the Blue Lion."

"Okay," Tristan nodded as he started typing furiously, "I should be able to join you in about half hour, maybe an hour if things become difficult, which they shouldn't." He added as he blocked him out after that.

Tristan carried on typing away, making sure that he got the data that the man had asked for. This was routine, something he had done a thousand times before he had even entered university. It was the only way he had been able to get into University after his parents had abandoned him. He had been left in the family home on his own when he was 12, and instead of getting the authorities involved he made it seem like an adult was still living with him and he had taken care of himself.

He smirked as he got the data and backed out of the bank's system, the information was only small, and had no affect for innocent people, but it could make someone a lot of money in other ways. He cleaned up his tracks, making sure that no one would be able to follow him back at all, even though he went through as many channels as he could. He quickly sent the data to his temporary employer and deleted everything that could incriminate him from his laptop, make sure there would be nothing left of it.

Tristan closed everything down as soon as he confirmed the payment had been made and he had moved funds around a little. He picked up his phone and sent a quick text.

On way Joe - TCH - Sent 8:21 pm

He grabbed his coat and walked out of the house. He walked down the street, frowning a little as he felt as though he was being watched. He shook his head at such thoughts as he entered the Blue Lion and walked over to the normal corner he and his friends would sit in as they got drunk and had their fun.

"Glad you could finally make it TC," Andy grinned from where he was sat in the booth.

"Well I had a few things to work on before I could leave," Tristan answered with a smirk, as he sat down. He didn't tell his friends what it was he was actually doing, it wasn't that he didn't trust them, it was just to protect himself in case the police comes.

"You're always busy with something when not in lectures." Nate said with a shake of his head as he then asked, "beer?"

Tristan nodded as he watched his friend get up to get a round, "I'll get the next." He volunteered as his friends nodded in agreement.

The night ended on the normal note, all four friends just about able to walk back home. Though Tristan, through the haze of the alcohol could still feel eyes on his as he walked. Though the young man couldn't see anyone as he occasionally looked around. Tristan felt relief as he walked into his home, and up to his room, locking the door behind him, finally feeling at least a little safe.

Tristan changed for bed, not bothering with a shower, he had lectures tomorrow, and needed to sleep at least a bit of the alcohol off. He drifted off to sleep, forgetting all about the feeling of someone watching him.

I do hope you have all enjoyed the beginning, please review and tell me what you think of the first part of the Trilogy.