Part Three
Double Edged

Secrets Revealed

Bond awoke an hour later in a basement like room. The walls where of pure concrete and it had that wet texture every basement has. The only light came from an overhead lamp that had a little bit of a swing. He woke up and noticed that he wasn't tied down and wasn't being held by anything of anyone. But he did notice the long face of Laureth Lasko starring into his eyes, with Mr. Stearyl behind.

"Stay seated Mr. Bond. We need to talk about you and I." Lasko said

"Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?" Replied Bond.

"Ha, very nice Mr. Bond but you see, you might as well get all of your cynical remarks in because soon enough you won't be able to make any more. And I on the other hand will be on my way to create havoc in this pathetic world which I played as a puppet so easily. You see Mr. Bond you were wrong in your bet that your government would not take the bait. They have sent an agent to come and get you. Take you away from Australia where they will deal with you for good. And while you are on trial I will be finishing up my last plans and preparation for ELF 2."

"ELF 2? So she was right, you are rebuilding the dish."

"Yes Mr. Bond, you have already been informed for my little plans and my motives. Matter of fact Mr. Bond, you might be surprised that." With out finishing his sentence he walked up to the door that led into the room, and turned the handle. He pushed open the door, the slowness of the movement led to surprising secret that was on the other side. The door swung to its full open position. It was almost as if a bright light had swarmed into the room. Everything in Bonds mind felt as if it was just a vast dream that he had. He didn't know what to make of it. He couldn't see straight, he couldn't think straight. It must have been the same feeling as if he was being born, being released into the real world which had had never been before. Leaving the protection and the comfort of his womb, coming out screaming and with his eyes closed shut not wanting to realize what was happening. He wanted so badly to go back in, back to the protection of his mother where everything seemed right. It was more like the feeling of dying. He felt the sharp pain, the feeling that everything that he had lived for, everything that he had done, everyone he had saved, was about to end. The feeling of the life being sucked out of you and knowing it was all going to end. But he wasn't being born, he wasn't dieing but the feelings where all there. It was the sudden burst of reality, the sudden impact of the truth that hit him so hard when the door was opened. His boat had been taken by the current, the curtain taken away from his eyes, the mask was taken off, the light had filled the darkness, and the hurricane had come and swept everything away. After it was all over Bond was able to smile. The smile was a grin of relief; he could now see the truth for as it is. Everything had cooled down, and was now simply as it was. He wasn't being born now, he was born, he wasn't dieing, he was dead, his boat started to chug back up the current, the light had dimmed, the mask was dropped, the hurricane had settled to nice cool breeze, and Bond sat there, staring into the eyes of Libitina Fraud, his traitor.