Hey it's Killer Briefcase. Firstly, I don't own any of the characters or the 007 logo. All of the characters in here are based on the actors in the film "Skyfall" apart from Moneypenny who is based on the actress in Goldeneye. Anyway, thank you and I hope you enjoy it.
The London skyline stood in contrast to the blue afternoon sky whilst a lone assassin roamed the rooftops. He walked across the rooftops admiring the shape of the newly built 'shard' in the distance. He took cover behind the small wall that framed the roof. He took the sniper rifle out of the cello case. It was a bit cliché, and he was sure he had seen something of the kind before but he didn't mind 'whatever did the job', as his master had told him. He locked the scope on the rifle and felt the cold metal of the trigger. He set up the bipod and rested it on top of the wall. He scanned the rooftops opposite him in case of anyone watching him. This wouldn't be the same as before. It was all different these days, the job, the method, everything.
He considered what he was going to do and what was to happen if he missed. His failure would result in unemployment and possibly even death. The dire consequences flooded his mind and he felt a drop of sweat trickling down the side of his face. He looked around, almost expecting something to happen. "It won't be like last time" he thought. The boss had given him a second chance and he considered himself very lucky. If he failed to get the shot, he wasn't sure what he would do. He felt the drop of sweat drop from his chin and fall to the floor.
He had one shot, only one, and if he missed, the boss definitely wouldn't. He spotted the car. The black jaguar swerved around the corner and the assassin aimed. He trained the cross hares through at the silhouette in the rear window of the car and waited. It had to be the right moment. He had to focus, and relax. Relax, relax, relax.
"Bond" said M through Bond's watch that was also a radio "We've a mission for you
"Another one?! What?! I just got back from Russia!" yelled Bond into the watch in his wrist.
" I understand 007 but it is quite urgent and I would appreciate it if you could. Anyway, it's just across the street!" replied M to Bond.
"Ok fine" said Bond "This is only because I get the day off tomorrow. Right?" said Bond with a grin on his face. "Huh? Ok fine. But you must report back to base afterwards" said M reluctantly. Bond smiled as he crossed the street, patting his chest to check the gun was still there. He went up the stairs and up to the door.
He had to look casual when doing lock-picking because he didn't want to raise any suspicions. He took the set of picks from his trouser pocket and looked for the right one for the lock on the front door. He placed the pick in the lock and heard a click in the door. The door opened as he expected and he walked throughout the corridor. Walking up the stairs, he wasn't sure what to expect when he got there. He thought about what he would do when he got up on the roof but he was confident the usual plan would work. As he reached the top of the large flight of stairs, he stood by the side of a teak door, his back to the wall beside it. He knocked, and not hearing anything, opened it. He walked in cautiously, his gun in front of him. He knew that if anyone was to ambush him, they would do it now. He stopped because he heated something in the room to his right. He glanced at the door and decided to eliminate any threats to make the final job go smoothly. He pushed the door and a man with a large gun jumped on him. The two men fell to the wooden floor, rolling and fighting at the same time.
Bond kicked the man to the side and reached for his gun on the floor. He held the gun to the man and shot him before he could do anything else. he walked out of the room as though nothing had happened and walked across the room which appeared to be the lounge. He pushed another matching teak door and proceeded up yet another flight of stairs. "How many stairs are there?!" he thought to himself. A bolted metal door stood strong in front of him. There was no turning back now.
He was just about to pull the trigger when he heard something downstairs. He couldn't leave the job to check downstairs, this was far too important. He heard more footsteps and decided that it was too close. He carried on anyway. The cross hares were aimed at the head and he was ready for the shot. Suddenly, the metal door burst open and a man burst through.
The man was dressed in a clean, black suit with a plain black tie. His short, blonde hair glistened in the afternoon sun. His black tie rustled in the wind as he ran towards him. The assassin pulled out a handgun from a holster on his right thigh. He turned and was ready to shoot but the man was too fast. He hit the gun out of his hand with the back of his hand and delivered a thrusting blow to the middle of the assassins chest. The assassin fell to the floor, the gun skittered across the floor in front of him. Bond took his new, Walther ppk out of his chest-holster and held it to his face.
"Who do you work for?" shouted Bond.
"I c-c-can't t-t-tell you" the assassin stammered, trying to keep himself together. He knew that even if this man didn't kill him, the boss would. "If you tell me, then I'll spare your life" said Bond. He was bluffing, and he knew that the whole 'who do you work for' thing sounded a lot like something you'd hear in a movie but it had worked in previous operations. The assassin finally said: "The Boss paid me to kill him"
"Who is the boss" asked Bond, knowing he wouldn't tell him. There was no answer as the assassin crawled up in a corner. "Ok. That's fine" said Bond "Now before you came to the roof to shoot Mr. Downey, what were your orders?".
"I can't tell you that!" Said the man as he rubbed his chest from where Bond had punched him. Bond pulled out a gun from his trouser pocket and aimed it at the man's head. "Tell me, and I'll let you live" threatened Bond a second time. The man said "Even if you don't kill me, the boss will"
"We'll offer protection if you need it. I'm sure we can find you some nice quarters" Bond said as he reached out to help him up. The man got up and said "Today, I received orders which said that i was to go to this specific house with my sniper rifle concealed in that cello case" he said pointing to a polished, black case. He then continued "He said that was to go to the edge of the roof and to wait for a black jaguar to turn the corner. That's when you came through the door. I was also told to bring an extra firearm just in case" Bond looked at him and he could see that he was telling the truth. He felt sorry for him because the man didn't know what he had gotten himself into. Bond walked the man to the door when he sensed something was wrong. "This is white knight to base. Mission accomplished. We have the assassin and could you please arrange for an escort to HQ. Also please arrange a room in sector 5" Bond said politely. He did feel sorry for the man but he was still an assassin. "Something's wrong" Bond thought "it's been too easy...".
"Shoot him before Bond gets anymore information out of him. He isn't that valuable anyway" said the boss through the earpiece that fitted snugly in shadow's ear. "Then eliminate Bond so he can't tell that M anything" barked the boss.
"Roger that sir" shadow said through the earpiece. He knew this was very important to the boss and that he had to shoot them both before they got away. "I'm sure the boss would spare me" thought shadow as he saw the two men walk across the rooftops. He adjusted the scope so that the image of the assassin in the glass lens wasn't blurry. The crimson cross was over the assassins head as he pulled the trigger. The new technology that the boss had acquired made no sound at all. It was quite impressive. The man staggered to the floor and the body leant against the wall. The other man dove to the front and hid behind the short wall. "Shoot!" the man cursed as he trained the scope across the roof, looking for Bond.
"Ouch!" cursed Bond as a bullet flew past his shoulder and smashed through the wall. He peered over the surface of the wall but couldn't see where the shots were coming from. He glanced at the roof opposite him. Nobody. The windows... "There he is!" thought Bond as he finally spotted the sniper. Bond took the gun from his chest-holster and took aim. He shot at the window and the man fell back. He wasn't sure if he was dead or if he was taking cover but he knew this was his only chance. He sprinted towards the metal door he had crashed through originally, bullets flying past his head and hitting the wall to his side. Bond opened the door and jumped through it. He heard several metallic pings as bullets dented the door.
"We'll that was a close shave" said Bond as he looked at the grey threads that dangled from his sleeve. He hurriedly re-traced his steps through the building, cautious of any threats like the ones he'd encountered before. A strong gust of wind came through the window and Bond moved towards the window. He twitched his nose Ashe thought of what he could do next. The sniper would probably be awaiting him outside to finish him off so he came to the conclusion that he'd have to go out a back door to avoid being shot. "So much for a room in sector 5" said Bond sarcastically to himself. "This is White Knight to M, the assassin was shot by a sniper in a flat opposite"
"Ok. Are you injured at all?" M asked.
"No not at all. I'm going out now through a back door" replied Bond
"Ok that's good"
"White knight over and out" said Bond as he walked into what seemed like a kitchen. Suddenly, one of the lower cabinets burst open and a man dressed in combat fatigues with a knife glared at Bond. The man swung the knife at bonds head but Bond held his wrist against the cold tiled wall of the kitchen and kicked him three times in the chest. The man fell to the floor but swiped at Bond's leg. Blood was on the floor and Bond kicked the man in the face. The man turned over and Bond stood over him with his gun pointed at his chest. "We wouldn't want to disturb the neighbours now would we?" said Bond whilst pulling out the silencer he always kept in his suit pocket. He screwed the shining black silencer on the gun and turned as he heard something outside. The man quickly stood up and reached for the kitchen knife that stood proudly I it's wooden block. Bond turned again and shot him. It didn't make much sound and was more precise. He looked at the body on the floor and then dragged him to a corner.
"How can he have gotten away?!" Shouted the boss "You're my best assassin and he escaped?! Shame on you!" Shadow felt ashamed at his failure and regretted shooting the other assassin first. "If only I had shot Bond first" thought shadow whilst bowing his head in disappointment. The used shell of the bullet glinted in the light of the sun and suddenly, a voice blasted in his ear "Shadow! Are you there?! Answer me!" yelled the boss.
"Yes sir. I am here"
"You sound disappointed. You had better be!" it was really loud and disturbing but all it made him do was think deeper in his failure. It was all part of the plan to make him a better assassin and he knew it but it was still effective. "I can still get him when he comes out!" thought shadow. He ran through the metal door, down the stairs, through the kitchen, through the dining room, down the stairs, through the corridor, and out the front door. This was all done very quickly. He stood at the front of the house with his case and moved across the street. He had to do this without attracting too much attention to himself but he didn't care right now. All he had to do was shoot Bond. He decided that he was to do a short-range kill. He flung the case to the side of the house that Bond was in and then walked up to a half-open window and crawled through.
He tumbled onto the floor in a position that minimised noise and realised that two people were in the house. "One must be Bond" thought shadow "who's the other?". He took out his silenced Walther P99 silenced pistol and walked through the door of the bedroom he was in. The P99 was a weapon used mainly by MI6 and this might make it look like either Bond or another British agent had killed the person. He had planned this well. He inched his way silently towards the noises of the two men fighting. Grunting noises were heard. "One of them is losing" he thought "I'll shoot the other" he thought with a grin.
He walked carefully up to the kitchen door where the noise was coming from. He stood outside, his back against the wall. He stood at the door and crouched. He peered through the keyhole, his eyes searching for any sign of movement. There they were, Bond strangling the other man against the wall. He had to take Bond. It was his only chance to impress the boss. He opened the door slightly so that he could fit the silencer in the gap. He adjusted the gun so he was aiming at the other man and squeezed the trigger. The man fell to the floor and as Bond turned, shadow burst through the door. He shot at Bond but Bond ducked and tackled him to the floor. The P99 skittered to a halt at the tiled wall of the kitchen. Shadow fell to the floor with a thud. His back ached but still he tried to fight back. He got up but Bond pinned him to the floor. He was beginning to wonder why he had signed up for this job. Bond held his hand at shadow's neck and pushed him hard against the cold floor. Shadow could see the determination in Bond's cold, blue eyes and that he was likely to die today. Bond held shadow by the neck and threw him at the wall. This was it. Shadow raised his hands as Bond took the gun out to shoot him. He squeezed the trigger knowing that pulling the trigger would send the bullet off course.
Shadow fell to the floor, engulfed in a pool of dark red blood.
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