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The day started with the bell and 's daily act of stupidity. He had just released a rare Canadian beaver and he was now running around the school looking for it. The spies were relaxing in English class. David was there and he was still pretty beaten up. Bruises and cuts lined his body. There was a huge gash on his eyebrow, just above his eye, it was stitched up but it still looked bad. Everyone was concern and said he should not be in but he insisted he would be fine. They sat and chatted about 's shenanigans and 's seer annoyance with his incompetence. They laughed and everything was great. Un-be-known to them that a five man Taliban death squad were making an advance and making closing in.

"Hi David." Avril said approaching him from another table. "I just wanted to say, thank you so much. You pushed me out of the way and saved my life. I love you."

"Please. I was just doing what any decent human being would do." David pointed out trying to be modest.

"Oh please. Would you really expect some like Donavan to do something like that?" Avril retorted.

"Like I said. 'Decent human.' But I guess that's not strictly true. After all Blane saved Daisy." David laughed.

"Hey!" stated Blane as he punched David in the arm. Instantly David recoiled in pain and bite down on his bottom lip. "Oh Christ. I'm sorry I forgot."

"It's alright. It was nothing."

Daisy lovingly kissed Blane after David pointed out Blane was a hero too and he was not getting any credit but Blane didn't mind, like David said, 'I was just doing my job.' They sat and continued to chat. The bell rang again and they headed for their next class. Maths. They went in, sat together and continued to chat, not doing their work.

"Did anyone actually get the license plate of the car?" Carrie inquired. David thought back, the image of them sitting in the car with grins of revenge across their faces just as before they hot him flashed in front of his eyes. "David? Did you get anything?"

"No. I am sure it was stolen anyway. Probably joyriding, you know what this countries' like, that would explain why they didn't stop, they must have been being chased by the police." David responded.

Time flew by and it was soon break time. They walked out and it was a surprising nice day for autumn. They walked out and were met by a burst of heat, just like when they arrived in Afghanistan. They got out and were walking to the benches to bask in the sunlight until Avril led David away. She led him to the back of the school, to the bike shed, David had watched much TV but he'd seen enough old episodes of 'Grange Hill' to understand the situation. She shoved him against the wall and started kissing him like her life depended on. A hero's welcome? David thought to himself. This already was excruciating for him and she wasn't making it any easier. Her hands were all over. His neck, shoulders, chest, then it started moving south.

"Wow!" David exclaimed, grabbing her wrist. "I don't wanna rush into anything." She frowned; she thought he didn't like her. "I just don't want you thinking you need to just because of what I did yesterday. Plus I'm still pretty sore." She was still disheartened but she understood. They still kissed for a while and joined the rest of the group. Avril was wearing lip-stick that day appear more sexy and when they arrived back both Avril and David failed to notice the small smudges of ruby read on his lips and neck. Rose was the first to notice who then told Carrie who then burst into a fit of laughter. Oscar soon taught on. Blane and Daisy were the last of the spies to realise, they were too busy gawking at each other and they had done this for years before but this time they were doing it at the same times. David simply stood there until Avril's face went red with embarrassment. David was the very last realise anything.

"So. Avril. I see you've already had desert." Daisy said wittingly. Avril didn't say anything she was too embarrassed. "I'm only kidding. We really should get lunch though." Everyone agreed and they got lunch.

After lunch they returned to their routine of all play and no work. They were all still unaware of the danger that was looming over them. It was two o'clock when the death squad arrived. It was so close to the end of the day. The men were dressed in heavy clothing, thick jackets and military grade trousers with boots to match. They had rusty AK-47's and cheap pistols hidden under their coats with more guns in gym bags that they had slung over their shoulders. Finally they had a crate with them that they wheeled in from the car. They walked slowly through the front door into an empty main corridor it was mid- class. Their leader's eyes scanned the corridor and quickly noted an oddly dressed man staring at the ground heading in their direction. It was ; he was dressed in padding with oven mitts on his hands and a hockey mask covering his face, he was also holding a net, his brilliant equipment for catching the beaver. He was scouring the floor until he got to them. He reached their feet then looked up. He straightened up and faced the leader. There was a pause where realised he was still wearing the mask. He pulled it up and gave a welcoming smile. He looked at them all, saw they were all fully-grown adults and came to the conclusion that they were perspective parents.

"Hello. Welcome to St. Hopes," he started as he quickly put the net before his back. "I presume you're here to ask about the facilities in the school." They said nothing; instead they simply sized him up. "Oh we're actually having a hockey match today. Now if you would like to come with me." He finished, trying to come up with an excuse. He grinned and pulled the mask back down. They still said nothing. The leader whipped out his pistol and slammed the butt on the gun on 's face and he fell straight down. Lucky for because if he hadn't been wearing the mask the butt would have struck him on the nose, sending the bone on the bridge of his nose right up into his brain at which point he would instantly die. 's body hit the ground with a thud sending a light echo through the main corridor but no one took any notice. The death squad carried on through the school, they left the body, they weren't here to be subtle. They walked down the corridor and reached the main stairs on the school when the bells suddenly went off, the men jumped. Children ran out of their classrooms and headed for their last class. The crowds were just running past them, taking no notice and so the men decided to make their presence known. One of them retrieved his AK from his coat and let off a few rounds on the ceiling. This started a fit of hysterics. Students and teachers ran everywhere, some to the outside, others to simply find somewhere to hide. The death Squad then decided to start their search for the spies. As soon as the rifle went off the all the spies' ears perked up. The shit had just fit the fan.

Lenny and Frank who were down in the HQ when alarms started going off. They rushed to the security cameras only to see children running in total fear and with Afghans splitting up to find their targets.

"I'm going up there." Said a very serious Lenny. He turned towards the elevator when Frank quickly grabbed his Elbow.

"I'm going with you."

"No your not. You stay here and watch over the school. You'll be my eyes and ears Frank." Lenny said with a smile. Frank didn't put up any argument; he would never dare to even think about challenging a war hero like Lenny. Lenny headed upstairs while Frank turned back to the camera feeds. Lenny reached to school and was wearing his old 'Bicknall the caretaker' outfit; it was all he had as a disguise. He walked vigilantly through the school. He got to the end of a long corridor and to a door. He pulled out a walkie-talkie.

"Frank? Can you see where they are?" Lenny asked quietly.

*Yes. One is going through the science department; one is guarding the front entrance and one his heading in your direction. And the other two, they are wheeling some crate into the assembly hall. *

"Roger that. Keep me in formed. Out." Lenny said and he made his way into the next corridor. Soon after he entered he heard footsteps, one of the men came into sight at the end of the corridor. Lenny quickly slide out of view, the man hadn't seen him yet. The man made his way down the corridor and just as he got close to where Lenny was Lenny jumped out got in an upper-cut on the man, sending the man's gun into the air. The man returned with a punch that Lenny dodged and who gave a strong counter attack. The man stumbled backwards then stopped himself; he gave a sick grin to Lenny as he revealed he had a knife hidden. The man gripped it and charged at Lenny. The man was got swift with the blade at to swung and jabbed toward Lenny who was blocking and dodging but was finding it harder and harder. The man got a small slice on Lenny's arm but it was nothing for Lenny, he had endured far worse. Lenny was done with this mans games, he headbutted the man which put him right out, game over. Lenny inspected the man, his equipment, weapons, anything else dangerous. Lenny came to his conclusion. There were only five men but they had guns, lots of them, his main priority was the innocent people that could be killed by the men. "Frank. I need you to find me everyone who is still stuck in the building and I want to find us a safe route out of here."

*Will do. Be careful Lenny. *

While this was happening the spies were collaborating, still in the classroom, everyone else was either outside or hiding. They discussed who it could be doing here and how did they find them. They decided on safety first, get everyone to safety then figure out what to do next. They were just about to leave when they heard shouting in Persian.

"بازار مال فروشان.کجا هستند؟" The man shouted. Oscar and David's faces sank; they were the only two who understood it and they knew the man was being smug about it. The man was saying, Rodeo. Where are you?

The voice got closer and they hid. The door burst open and bullets flew aimlessly across the room, luckily someone was hit. He strolled in and scanned the room. He was about to let off another few rounds when David, who was behind a tossed desk, lunged at him. The man hit the ground instantly and with David on top of him. The man tried to reach for his knife but David wasn't having any of it. David was in a mind set of total rage, he was angry at the death squad for trying to kill his only friend but he was even more angry at himself, they were here for him, he put his friends at risk. David put his hands on the man's head, David thumbs covering his eyes. David started to push his thumbs down. Pushing his thumbs farther down while the squealing from the man got louder and louder, echoing through the school. Oscar and Blane pulled David up and calmed his. The man was still alive.

"I'm sorry. I really am. I just get carried away went I'm angry." David apologised. Everyone said it was ok. They kind of understood. Once David was totally calm he picked up the AK that was now at the man's side and shot him straight in the head. "I fucking hate Terrorists." David stated looking at everyone. They left in search of scared students or teachers. David was still holding onto the AK. Their communicators started flashing.

"Agents. We have a situation." Frank stated with the understatement of the century. "There are four gunmen still in the school. We are trying to figure out why they are here though."

"There's three left. And they're after me." David answered. Frank hesitated on the other side of the line.

"Right. Um, well. Most people have escaped the building but there are still some left inside. Lenny is already getting people together and we need you to help with getting them out."

The team pressed on and it wasn't soon until they found Lenny who was escorting young children through the school. David tossed the gun into an empty classroom; he didn't want to scare the children. They helped Lenny to keep everyone in a group as they got out. They were metres away from the front doors when one of the men spotted them; he was descending down the stairs. He screamed and blindly opened fire on them. The bullets pinged around the spies and the children. Lenny forced the children forward towards the door. A stray bullet ricocheted off the wall and struck Lenny in his leg. He twirled to the ground, clutching his shin. The man stopped shooting. Everyone turned their attention to Lenny.

"Guys! Get everyone to safety! I'll handle this." David shouted at the other as he turned to the gunman waving his arms. "Hey. You! You want me. Came and get me motherfucker." David ran down another corridor and was quickly followed by then gunman. The other spies helped Lenny and the children outside where they grouped together with the rest of the students and teachers. The police were already there, they had cordoned off the area and a SO counter-terrorism team of the Met police were planning their assault.

The spies stood with Lenny by the ambulance once the medic had removed the bullet. They stood in silence, David was still in there being shot at and they were stuck out there, unable to do anything. Avril came charging at them. She stopped and looked at each person, she was looking for something and everyone knew who it was.

"Where's David?" said worryingly asked. No one answered. "Where is he?"

"David is." Started Oscar. He cleared his throat. "David is still inside. He distracted them so that we could get the children to safety." Tears swelled up in Avril eyes.

"No! We have to get him out from there." Avril demanded as he turned to run for the school, only to be blocked by a police officer in riot gear.

David was running down a long corridor while the others were escaping. The gunman started firing again. It was a rusty old AK so it jammed and this bought David some time. The man stopped to un-jam the AK while David turned a corner and ran into the one of the cookery classroom. He was searching through the drawers, looking for something to use, all he could find was rolling pins and whisks. He looked through the teacher's drawer and took out a large kitchen knife. Perfect. The gunman fixed his AK and continued to track David. He saw the open door to the cookery room (which David purposely left open) and went in. David was hiding behind the door.

"Hey twat." David said. The gunman turned around and David thrust the knife forward as hard as he could. The blade went straight through the skull and into the brain. Some blood trickled down the man's forehead then he fell to the ground, dropping his gun. David took it, checked its ammo and left. He was heading for the assembly hall when Frank in his caretaker outfit showed up.

"David this isn't safe." Frank said placing his hand on David's shoulder.

"I know but they have to be stopped."

"Yes but you cannot do it alone. I'll go with you."

"Ok fine. Lets go" David finished as he turned to Frank who smiled and nodded. Then out of nowhere David punched Frank full welt in the face, knocking him out cold. Frank fell backwards and crashed into some lockers. He was slumped over on the floor. David hovered over him. "I'm sorry Frank. It's just that. You have too much to live for."

David then noticed a little creature scampering along the school. It was the rare Canadian beaver that Mr. Flatley had let loose. David decided to take it out of harms way, these beavers were near extinct and he owed the Canadian intelligence service a favour anyway. He grabbed the beaver and Frank and brought them to the front doors. He opened the door slightly, through Frank out and gently let the beaver go. David sure not to let people see it was him. Once he closed the door some wary police officers walked up, got Frank and the beaver then brought them to safety. David secretly watched to ensure everything went well then headed to the HQ.

David got to the HQ and checked the camera feeds. Two left and they were in the assembly hall along with that mysterious crate. David went to one of the shadowy corners and retrieved the Black duffle bag Olivia had given him. He opened it up and took out its contents. He took out a black ballistic vest, an M16 assault rifle with a M203 grenade launcher attached and small blue tooth earpiece. He put on the vest, locked and loaded the M16, put the earpiece in and was about to leave until he strangely stopped himself. He went back to table and set his M16 down. He got a page and a pen and started to write.

xXx

Dear Avril,

If you are reading this I am either dead or in a coma.

These past few weeks that I've spent with you have been the best ever in my life. Before I met you I had nothing in life. I love you but I have to tell you something.

Who I am is a lie. For the past 8 years I've been working in the intelligence service. My life has been nothing but shadows and deception. The things I've seen. The things I've done. Words cannot describe. I have taken the lives of people. I am a killer, I am less than human.

But I want you to know. I would leave it all behind for you.

xXx

He folded the page up and slid in into his pocket on the inside of vest. He synced his earpiece with his communicator and contacted the others who were by the ambulance that now had Lenny and Frank, Avril was away crying in the Davina's arms.

*Hello guys? * David's voice rang out of Blane's communicator it was on loudspeaker.

"David!" They all yelped

"Are you ok?" Blane asked

*Yeah I'm fine. I'm about to end this. Is Frank ok? I didn't expect him to fall so hard when I hit him. *

"What? You were the one who knocked Frank out?" Asked a shocked Lenny.

*Yes. I had too. He was going to get killed*

"What do you mean?" Frank inquired holding an ice pack to his head.

*I'm probably going to die today. I'm on a suicide mission right now. I couldn't let you go or anyone else for that matter because you have something. Families, friends, love, you all have those things, I don't. I have nothing to live for. Never have, never will. I have spent most my life as a deniable operative. I don't exist. And fuck that I'm done. *

"Good Luck agent Rodeo." Lenny said.

*Thanks. I'm going to need all the luck I can get. * David finished as he ended the call.

David left and went upstairs. Once there he went straight for the assembly hall. He peaked around corners and kept his eye down the sight at all times. He reached the hall and peaked through a gap in the door. The crate was on the top of the stage while the remaining two stood and tried to contact their squad-mates. David burst through the door and fired at them. He got one but the leader of the death squad got a round in David's chest, which he was safe from thanks to the ballistic vest, and a round in David's right arm. David stumbled backwards and then rapidly fired into the leader's gut. The leader hit the ground and a puddle of body began to form around him but he was still living, barely.

"You think you have won?" the leader asked

"No not yet. Have to put a bullet in her skull first."

"You will die. Western scum." the leader said faintly. He pulled out a control and pressed a button. A suddenly beep came from the crate.

"Fuck!" David exclaimed as he held down the trigger while the barrel was against the leader's eyes. David walked over to the crate and lifted the lid. The first thing he saw was a digital clock that was counting down. 2 minutes. He looked at the rest of the contents of the crate. It was a homemade bomb, created using nitrobenzene and fertilizer. He contacted the others.

"Hello? We have a problem." David stated

*Why what's wrong?*

"It's a fucking cliché. That crate we saw. It's a bomb."

*David. Get out of there now.*

"No! I'm going to try disarm it."

1.30 minutes left

*David!*

"I'm not gonna let anyone get hurt because of me." David looked into the crate and started to analysis the bomb. "I think I got it." He found a batch of wiring. He traced each wire to each patch.

*David. Have you stopped the bomb*

David figured it out. The green wire was connected to the main container of nitrobenzene, disconnecting it would reduce the explosion greatly but would also stop the time delay and the explosion would be immediate. He explained this situation to the others

1 minute

*David you can't. Disconnecting the green wire means you die and we aren't going to let you do that.*

"There is no other option."

*Of course there is. You still have time to get out of there.*

"Look. Let's be realistic. Its either my life your lives along with everyone in St. Hopes and god knows who else. There is no more to discuss. I'm a dead man walking, I accepted that years ago."

*David…..Its been an honour working with you.*

30 seconds

"Trust me, the pleasures all mine. And Oscar. Keep Avril safe but if you make a move on her while she's still grieving over me I will haunt your ass." There was a sobbing laugh on the other side of the line.

Daisy burst into tears and cried into Blane's chest while he held her close. Avril saw them, they were all crying for some reason.

"Well here we go. LET ROCK IT!"

BOOM!

The school burst open is fire came roaring out from it. Smoke covered their view of the sky. Debris and pieces of the school were everywhere.

"David!" Avril screamed as she sprinted for the wreckage that was her school only to be held back by Oscar. The team stood in utter silence. All they could hear from the other side on the communicator was static sound.

After several minutes the fire service arrived and fire fighters started to control the blaze. Avril stood as close as she was allowed to the building. She didn't say anything to anyone and just stood there with the tears running down her face. A piece of paper flew out from the building; a light wind was carrying it. It landed by her feet and she picked it up to read it.

Dear Avril,

If you are reading this I am either dead or in a coma.

These past few weeks that I've spent with you have been the best ever in my life. Before I met you I had nothing in life…

The flames burnt the rest of the page. The one person David cared about would never know his real life.

The End


Well you have it folks. hope you enjoyed my very first Fan-Fic. Thank you so much for the positive feedback and encouragement, couldnt have done it without you. and sorry for the sad ending, thats just what the world of real espionage is like. But who knows. I might do a sequel ;)