James Bond 007 in--- The Matrix
By A.C. Monty
Chapter 1
James Bond walked quietly across the door of the front of the large SeaRig building. He slowly clicked the handle to the door, and crept in behind the door guard. From behind, Bond grabbed the man by the throat, and snapped his neck.
"Poor fellow." Bonds sweet accent echoed in the doorway. Bond quickly went to the west side of the room and silently shot -with a silencer- the man in the back of the desk. The guard hunched over the control panel, clicking all the keys on the keyboard.
Bond flipped out his cell phone. "Morpheus, what floor was it again?" "781st floor," the voice replied with a croak. "Good." Bond slapped the phone shut and headed over to the desk. There he turned on the elevators, and turned the computers off.
He set the guard up right, so no walk or people in their cars driving by would notice the dead bodies. Bond went back to the doorway and dragged that guard into the shadows. "Heavy bastard!" Quickly, Bond ran to the elevators, and pressed the button to open the door. The doors slid open, and bond walked in.
He pressed the button to the 781st floor, and the doors slid shut. After about ten minutes, Bond jumped out of the elevator. His cell phone rang, and 007 jumped. Quickly he answered it. "Trouble. To your right." Bond looked to his right and to his surprise, an Agent, Thompson, was headed straight for him.
Bond pulled out his PPk and began to fire at Agent Thompson. The Agent swiftly dodged all of the bullets with a blur. "Whoa."
The Agent continued running at Bond, but instead of running, Bond stood there. "Who is this guy?" Bond asked himself. He decided to take a swing at the Agent.
Bond immediately regretted that he did that, and for the first time he almost swore. "Mother fu-! You little bastard! You broke my knuckles!" "Good," replied the Agent with a laugh.
Bond turned quickly form the Agent and ran to the telephone that he heard ringing in the distance. He slammed open a door, nothing there.
Bond remembered pay phones only, and headed to the nearest payphone. There he picked up the phone and disappeared into thin little silver lines. ---------TO BE CONTINUED-----------
James Bond walked quietly across the door of the front of the large SeaRig building. He slowly clicked the handle to the door, and crept in behind the door guard. From behind, Bond grabbed the man by the throat, and snapped his neck.
"Poor fellow." Bonds sweet accent echoed in the doorway. Bond quickly went to the west side of the room and silently shot -with a silencer- the man in the back of the desk. The guard hunched over the control panel, clicking all the keys on the keyboard.
Bond flipped out his cell phone. "Morpheus, what floor was it again?" "781st floor," the voice replied with a croak. "Good." Bond slapped the phone shut and headed over to the desk. There he turned on the elevators, and turned the computers off.
He set the guard up right, so no walk or people in their cars driving by would notice the dead bodies. Bond went back to the doorway and dragged that guard into the shadows. "Heavy bastard!" Quickly, Bond ran to the elevators, and pressed the button to open the door. The doors slid open, and bond walked in.
He pressed the button to the 781st floor, and the doors slid shut. After about ten minutes, Bond jumped out of the elevator. His cell phone rang, and 007 jumped. Quickly he answered it. "Trouble. To your right." Bond looked to his right and to his surprise, an Agent, Thompson, was headed straight for him.
Bond pulled out his PPk and began to fire at Agent Thompson. The Agent swiftly dodged all of the bullets with a blur. "Whoa."
The Agent continued running at Bond, but instead of running, Bond stood there. "Who is this guy?" Bond asked himself. He decided to take a swing at the Agent.
Bond immediately regretted that he did that, and for the first time he almost swore. "Mother fu-! You little bastard! You broke my knuckles!" "Good," replied the Agent with a laugh.
Bond turned quickly form the Agent and ran to the telephone that he heard ringing in the distance. He slammed open a door, nothing there.
Bond remembered pay phones only, and headed to the nearest payphone. There he picked up the phone and disappeared into thin little silver lines. ---------TO BE CONTINUED-----------