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Operation: Teenage Dilemma

By- AstronomicalGrace 777

Prologue

The day in London was gray and rainy as always. Rain pattered slowly against the domed roof of the terminal. Five teenage girls, all under the age of 20, stood still as they watched the terror before their eyes.

Two crazed people, who were recognized as terrorists, had the airport under complete lockdown. There was no leaving, no entering. Thousands of men, women and children stood fear stricken, without a savior.

Or so they thought.

Outside, one man stood with the company of his black gun, surveying the chaos. Everyone was silent and still as their adrenaline was running through their veins.

A professional at pure strategy and poise, James Bond always knew how to get someone out of trouble. This "someone" was actually more than one someone. It was five young girls.

Truthfully, James didn't expect a babysitting job. He had planned to "save the world" from an atomic bomb or something worse.

But, standing before him now he realized this was no babysitting mission. It was a mission of life or death.

Inside the terminal, the five girls stood in a line, at gunpoint. The terrorist had evil smiles and laughter and all they could do was wait. Wait for the right time. Wait for the right moment. Wait for their plan to set into action.

"Now, if you'll all back slowly away from the ladies here, we'll get this train moving!" The woman in the black ski-cap demanded. Everyone but the five girls moved. She swore under her breathe, and her partner advanced towards the girls.

"Pretty things. It's a pitty that you'll have to perish. Can never find girls these days." The henchman said in his thick English accent.

"Back off, Heath. We'll have our fun later."

Heath turned and backed off, and the five girls silently prayed. They prayed for a miracle, someone to rescue them from this mess.

"What do you want with us?" The eldest of the group asked. She swallowed once and brushed aside her loose hair. Her eyes were clearly confused and fearful, but she didn't let on.

"None of your business, toots." He said, a devilish smile slowly coming into view. His eye winked towards Heath, and Heath winked back.

Instantly the girl became nervous. She regretted her question within seconds. Her heart pounded within her chest and she looked towards her cousin. Her cousin looked back to her and then she looked at her sisters. Their own agenda in mind, but none were quite brave enough to fulfill their actions.

Movement suddenly caught their attention. The youngest of the girls had stole off from the group, weaving through the mobs of people.

"Carver!!" The eldest, Janelle, frantically screamed to her youngest sister. It was no use. Carver had disappeared into the sea of people. The men jumped into action and cocked their guns.

"CARVER!!" Janelle screamed. Carver started running to the door and quickly disappeared down the hall.

"Go find her, Heath! Don't let her get away!" The woman yelled. His eyes seemed to have red tints and Heath nodded quickly and fired a shot into the air.

"Alright, Scaria. I'll be back."

Then he ran through the crowds after Carver and , Tatyana the cousin, who was the second eldest, looked towards the main man.

"If you touch her…" Tatyana began.

"Don't back-sass me! One more word and you're brains will be on the wall, missy!" Scaria screamed, saliva gathering at the edge of her mouth.

Janelle backed up, followed by the other four girls. Scaria walked forward and aimed the gun towards Regina, the third youngest. Her eyes went wide and he pushed past them.

"Heath! GET THAT GIRL!!"

***

Bond shook his head. What was that girl thinking? Not the best move, but not stupid either. She could get help, but was she that smart? She looked fourteen at most, and most fourteen year olds weren't as smart as they should be. He just hoped she wasn't like normal teenagers.

"Kids. What goes through their minds?"

Then before he knew it, something collided with him. He stumbled backwards and tumbled over her, and she squealed by the sudden weight.

"Hey, excuse me, I'm running for my life here!" The girl shouted. She jumped to her feet and was about to take off. She turned and he grabbed her forearm.

"Wait, who are you?" He asked. James had his gun waving around in the other hand, but it didn't occur to him that she thought he was one of the bad guys.

"Let go of me! Get away from me, you freak!" She screamed. She pulled francticly, her hair bouncing around her face.

"Hey, what's the problem?" James asked.

She breathed heavily and relaxed and turned towards the terminal, "Terrorists, in the terminal. They have my three sisters and my cousin. Who are you anyway?" She asked, settling into a calming mood and brushing aside her hair.

James pushed passed her and dragged her along with him. She tried to stop, but his strength was overbearing.

"I'm help."


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