Rider Meets Bond
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Alex Rider or the iconic figure, James Bond. They belong to Anthony Horowitz and Ian Fleming respectively.
Summary: This is a tale where Alex Rider, teen spy extraordinaire meets Her Majesty's Secret Service greatest agent. His name's Bond. James Bond.
Chapter One: Dead End
As Alex Rider left the office of Alan Blunt, in his hands were several documents of the upcoming mission with Agent 007. He was only permitted duration of three days to memorize all the facts and figures in those documents before he's packed off and sent on another mission. Deep down inside, he wanted to quit MI6 for good but this was a one time opportunity to work with the greatest spy in British intelligence. Maybe he would resign after this mission. After all, what harm can come to him as this was already ordinary routine for the teenage super spy. Alex nodded as he walked down the carpeted hallway before James caught up with him. Alex was impressed by the way the MI6 agent kept himself. A cool and calm exterior yet with the ability to blend into any crowd if there was any possibility of danger. "Need a ride? Maybe we can get to know each other more," Bond suggested.
Alex nodded as the elevator doors slid open and both spies stepped into the elevator. During the journey down to the car park, silence engulfed both the British spies as they were both minding their own business. The senior was busy short messaging someone on his T-Mobile phone whereas Alex was transfixed onto a fingerprint in the mirror at the elevator which he guessed must be his as he pressed against the mirror on his way up for his meeting with Alan Blunt. As the elevator doors slid open again, they arrived at a dimly lit car park which suggested must be the underground level of MI6. Here must be where all the employees parked their cars while they worked several levels above. Alex recognised the limousine of Alan Blunt as when he had first met him after the death of his uncle, Ian Rider. How he regretted ever meeting the man now.
"I met your uncle before…" James said, breaking the silence. Alex looked at him temporarily awestruck. James seemed to have the ability to read minds. "You were staring pretty intently at Alan Blunt's limousine," he replied, trying to explain for his statement. Alex nodded temporarily.
"Yeah, I know. Funny he never mentioned you though," Alex said, trying to install as much humour as possible into his reply but failed miserably.
James merely shrugged as he walked towards his car at the far end of the parking lot which Alex suspected must've been the silver Aston Martin V12 Vanquish parked there, gleaming. "Well. He wasn't allowed to anyways," he replied and flashed Alex a small grin.
Once again, Alex nodded as he continued walking towards the car with James. "So, I guess Ian Fleming got it right about this. It isn't fake after all," Alex said.
James smiled as he shook his head. "No. It used to be fake but MI6 thought it would be best to take Ian's creation and turn him into reality. After all, which terrorist or enemy secret service would think that a fictional character is actually real?" James asked.
Alex nodded as reason dawned into him. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense," he replied. Suddenly, James stopped abruptly in his progress towards his car. Alex looked at him and mimicked his movements. "What?" he asked but James hushed him and removed a Wolfram P2K, equipped with a silencer from the inside of his coat.
"Get down," James said as he turned around, monitoring his surroundings. "Something's wrong…"he added. Alex looked around but could sense no danger. However, he wasn't the one that parked his car down here so therefore, he chose to take James' advice and keep a low profile.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a clatter of machine gun fire came ricocheting off the windscreen and hood of the car James stood next to. He leapt towards the ground, made a roll before returning fire towards the direction of the gun fire. Alex heard a groan and the sound of a sub machine gun dropping onto the ground. Looks like James found his target after all. However, that was just a diversion. In a moment's notice, another pair of gun fire sounded as James was forced to land onto the ground again and roll to safety. Whoever the assailants were, they certainly didn't lack skill or experience. In the car park against the wall, both James Bond and Alex Rider were trapped and partially exposed to gun fire from the other side. It was a dead end. Alex looked for James and found him crouching behind the bonnet of a Mercedes Benz returning fire to the assailants.
"Alex, I want you to take these keys and make a run for the Aston. Once in there, lock yourself in until I come for you. Go…Quickly now! I'll cover you," James said as he tossed the keys to Alex. Alex caught them and nodded as he made his way towards 007's car. He felt bad leaving the MI6 agent behind but it was an order and he wasn't going to ignore it.
The gun fire seemed to have subsided briefly as Alex made his first sprint towards the car. The assailants were reloading their Uzis but when they saw Alex's figure, they began firing at him. Their priority was to kill Alex Rider and whoever that blocked their way. So far, it has been smooth sailing until that man came. Clearly, James Bond was making their task a lot more difficult with his accurate firing and quick recoveries. Alex barely made it to the car but alas, he was safe and sound inside the interior of the custom built car. He could see the outline of James returning fire in the dim parking lot from the car. He knew he had to help James somehow. He looked around for some sort of weapon that could assist James. He found one in the back seat of the car. It was a Winchester sniper rifle, equipped with a scope and accurate up to 250 yards. Alex grabbed the weapon as he looked at James again.
His uncle had never taught him the techniques of using a sniper, moreover reloading one. However, he felt that he only needed one bullet as he stealthily crept out of the car and looked into the scope. James seemed to have eliminated one of the two assailants as there was only one return every time James fired his shot. He looked into the scope and found a Kevlar bullet-proof vest around the man's torso. He decided to aim for the arm as he locked into the target and clicked the trigger.
For a moment, the air around him froze as the sound of the sniper releasing its load out of it's muzzle was forcefully loud and a cloud of smoke was released as the bullet travelled towards the assailant's arm. Being unprotected, the bullet ripped through the arm as the assailant yelled out in agony. It was all James needed as he stood up and finished off the man. The assailant fell onto the ground on his knees, dropping his Uzi sub machine gun. Alex looked over at James as he dropped the Winchester rifle. It looks like working with James Bond was going to be very interesting.
That's the end of Chapter Two. Once again, don't forget to leave your reviews. I am pretty disappointed with the number of reviews I received but thanks to all those that reviewed this fanfic.There's more to come.