A/N I'm a little hesistant about this one, I'm going to keep writing it
even if I don't get any reviews. Note that this was written for fun, and it
all stems from one really weird idea I had, and well, just don't flame me!
He walked through the terminal, stretching slightly. It felt good to be out of the stuffy confines of the plane. It wasn't long before he was greeted by a familiar face.
"Ah, there ya are, you limey!" Felix Leiter said, hobbiling over to him. Felix hadn't changed much over the years. The hair a bit more gray to it, the face, a few more wrinkles, the limp was more pronounced. But he looked very much the same.
"Hello there Felix" Bond said, claiming his suitcase from the carosel. They walked out to Felix's car, catching up on old times. It wasn't until they got in the old Studelac that they even began to discuss the mission.
"Now, I assume that you've been briefed as to who he's become."
"A Judge Oliver Wright, apparently one of the most prominent men in Denton."
"Yes, that would be him. Looks exactly the same from what I've heard. It's been pretty quiet out there, and they don't take too kindly to anyone coming in and messing things up. So I'd keep it down a bit if I were you." Bond nodded in agreement.
The airport was not far from the town, and before long, they found themselves driving past a small church and cemetery, where the sole sign that pronounced what the sign was stood. "Denton, The Home Of Happiness" It read. Little did the home of happiness know that it was harboring the largest criminal mastermind any government had ever faced.
~~**~~
As the spaceship very quickly headed back to earth, Frank spoke to them.
"I came here because I thought that we were going to invade this puny planet. And I am not going back until that is finished. Granted-" He looked around. "-I did a few things that the mission did not call for. But I am not going to give up this easily.
"Now, the contact is still there. And he knows everything there is to know about takeovers. He will assist us. I will keep both of you under close watch until the mission is completed. If you even think about taking a step out of line, I will kill both of you."
They nodded in agreement. He still had the laser trained on them, and the harshness of his voice told them that he wasn't kidding. They very much belived that if they tried to compromise the mission again, that they would wind up dead.
"Well then, now that we've come to an agreement, we will be landing shortly. If you'd care to fasten your lap-strap-" He paused and laughed coldly at his mockery of a flight attendant "And keep it fastened until we land." He turned on his heel, and walked out to the ball room, where he sat down on his large throne.
~~**~~
He had heard the news from Dr. Scott. His last chance at getting what he wanted the most had failed. The one thing he had longed for all of his life had been taken away from him. he almost had it, but then, it wasn't even HIM, no, rather it was the two people he was relying on most that had taken it away.
If he still had his old group, then he'd have a chance. Then he would be able to get what was just in his reach. But he didn't. he no longer had his group of supporters. All he had was this little shithole suburb, which didn't even amount to anything.
~~**~~
Brad and Janet sat down for a nice little dinner at their home. Surprisingly enough, that night hadn't done very much to impact their relationship, or if it had, they were very good at hiding it. No one could tell that anything was wrong at all.
And as far as the two of them were concerned, all was well. They had 3 weeks to go until their wedding, and all the preparations were done. They had bought a house, settled everything at the church, and in not even a month were going to be man and wife.
It was about as close as you could get to any of the Stepford movies without any of them being zombies. The house had a neat, tidy, white picket fence out front, they had a nice cute dog that would get the paper for them every day, and they loved each other very much.
But as perfect as their life was, they wanted more. They wanted to have fun. To experience the things that they couldn't in the small suburb. That night had affected them more than they let on. It opened up a world of curiosity to them. It showed them what life was like outside Denton. And they both wanted to experience that life in full.
He walked through the terminal, stretching slightly. It felt good to be out of the stuffy confines of the plane. It wasn't long before he was greeted by a familiar face.
"Ah, there ya are, you limey!" Felix Leiter said, hobbiling over to him. Felix hadn't changed much over the years. The hair a bit more gray to it, the face, a few more wrinkles, the limp was more pronounced. But he looked very much the same.
"Hello there Felix" Bond said, claiming his suitcase from the carosel. They walked out to Felix's car, catching up on old times. It wasn't until they got in the old Studelac that they even began to discuss the mission.
"Now, I assume that you've been briefed as to who he's become."
"A Judge Oliver Wright, apparently one of the most prominent men in Denton."
"Yes, that would be him. Looks exactly the same from what I've heard. It's been pretty quiet out there, and they don't take too kindly to anyone coming in and messing things up. So I'd keep it down a bit if I were you." Bond nodded in agreement.
The airport was not far from the town, and before long, they found themselves driving past a small church and cemetery, where the sole sign that pronounced what the sign was stood. "Denton, The Home Of Happiness" It read. Little did the home of happiness know that it was harboring the largest criminal mastermind any government had ever faced.
~~**~~
As the spaceship very quickly headed back to earth, Frank spoke to them.
"I came here because I thought that we were going to invade this puny planet. And I am not going back until that is finished. Granted-" He looked around. "-I did a few things that the mission did not call for. But I am not going to give up this easily.
"Now, the contact is still there. And he knows everything there is to know about takeovers. He will assist us. I will keep both of you under close watch until the mission is completed. If you even think about taking a step out of line, I will kill both of you."
They nodded in agreement. He still had the laser trained on them, and the harshness of his voice told them that he wasn't kidding. They very much belived that if they tried to compromise the mission again, that they would wind up dead.
"Well then, now that we've come to an agreement, we will be landing shortly. If you'd care to fasten your lap-strap-" He paused and laughed coldly at his mockery of a flight attendant "And keep it fastened until we land." He turned on his heel, and walked out to the ball room, where he sat down on his large throne.
~~**~~
He had heard the news from Dr. Scott. His last chance at getting what he wanted the most had failed. The one thing he had longed for all of his life had been taken away from him. he almost had it, but then, it wasn't even HIM, no, rather it was the two people he was relying on most that had taken it away.
If he still had his old group, then he'd have a chance. Then he would be able to get what was just in his reach. But he didn't. he no longer had his group of supporters. All he had was this little shithole suburb, which didn't even amount to anything.
~~**~~
Brad and Janet sat down for a nice little dinner at their home. Surprisingly enough, that night hadn't done very much to impact their relationship, or if it had, they were very good at hiding it. No one could tell that anything was wrong at all.
And as far as the two of them were concerned, all was well. They had 3 weeks to go until their wedding, and all the preparations were done. They had bought a house, settled everything at the church, and in not even a month were going to be man and wife.
It was about as close as you could get to any of the Stepford movies without any of them being zombies. The house had a neat, tidy, white picket fence out front, they had a nice cute dog that would get the paper for them every day, and they loved each other very much.
But as perfect as their life was, they wanted more. They wanted to have fun. To experience the things that they couldn't in the small suburb. That night had affected them more than they let on. It opened up a world of curiosity to them. It showed them what life was like outside Denton. And they both wanted to experience that life in full.