PROLOGUE
"I always wanted to have Christmas in Turkey," James Bond commented.
"Is that a Christmas joke, James?" Christmas Jones asked.
"For me, no," he answered suavely.
Back at MI6 headquarters, R was searching for their missing 00
agent, Bond, with a heat-seeking satellite.
"Heat appears orange, so their bodies will be red," R explained.
"Aha! There he is!"
" I thought you said he was with Ms. Jones," M said. "So where
is- wait! It's turning redder!" A thin leg came out of the side of Bond's
body. "James…" she said.
" Must be a premature form of the millennium bug," R said, quickly
turning off the computer.
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Joanna Dark woke up, sweating in her satin bed sheets.
"DAMN IT!" she yelled out loud. She had been having these dreams
all month. Strangely enough, she couldn't remember it when she woke up.
It really pissed her off. "Oh well," she decided. She'd think about it
in the morning. She lay back down, but could not get to sleep. The dream
would just come back, she figured. Staring at the ceiling, Jo's thoughts
drifted to those of her parents.
She didn't know who her parents were. All she knew was that her mother
died soon after she was born. She was passed from orphanage to orphanage,
never being adopted. At the age of ten, however, she was adopted by Mr.
and Mrs. Dark. With that family she met her new brother and sister: Jonathan
and Velvet. Thirteen years later, they were also her partners. She glanced
at her bedside clock. The faintly glowing numbers read 3:00 AM.
'I've been up for nearly an hour now,' she thought to herself. Better
get some rest. Even if the dream does come back, I'll probably just wake
up a little early. With that, she drifted back into restless sleep.
A/N: Prologue. Yep.