007: Black Ivy Chapter 1
"You do have her eyes." That line has stayed with me since the day those missiles headed towards the island, destroying all life there. Including James Bond. 10 years later, I still wake up screaming for him to run, to get off that island in the second boat, waiting for him.
Only the key will new turn to bring the boat to life, never will there be hands to steer it out of the docks. Nothing survived that blast. None of Safin's work will ever threaten this world again. Or so I thought. Let me bring you up to speed with what happened, that is if you don't read the news, or if you don't work in MI6, in London. My name is Mathilde Swan.
On my 15th birthday, 11 months ago, I applied to go to MI6's young agents programme. I didn't tell anyone, not even my best friend Molly. When I applied it was a no shot, but then, I got wait-listed. A bossy girl in my school applied but she got rejected. My mum was so happy for me, that I had gotten wait-listed.
Then finally, 2 weeks ago, I found out that I had gotten accepted into MI6's young agents programme. It starts in less than a months' time, but a letter that we got from MI6 advised that I move to London as soon as possible so I could find a good house to stay in, before all the college students found out that they were going to London. Tomorrow, I was leaving our small house by the lake, out to the world.
Frankly, I was nervous. Wait, no, that is the understatement of the century. I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep at night and after 2 or 3 hours of trying, I would turn on my phone and look at good houses in London, unfortunately way over my budget. I knew my mum was even more nervous than I was, but I had her convinced that going to MI6 was a safe plan. It took a lot of convincing, but in the end I won her over, stating that where better to learn self defence that at a place that teaches you how to defend your country?
My bags had been packed and unpacked and packed again multiple times, but I was sure I was ready to go into the 'big, bad world' as my mum called it. My only hope that it wasn't really as bad as it sounded.