I woke up on a cold cement floor.

That can be good or it can be bad. Its good, because I wasn't dead. Its bad, because I was unconcious, therefore weak, unable to defend myself or see where I was being taken.

My hands were tied and so were my ankles. My head hurt. With difficulty, I rolled over so I was on my back and sat up against the wall. we were in a tiny room. One door. No windows. Maybe 10 feet wide and 10 feet long. My cell phone, guns, and knife were gone. Alex was in the other corner.

"okay.." I muttered.

First get untied. I got my hands in front of me. They had used the little cords that only get tighter. Strong, but easy to cut through. I reached down for my shoe. One knife was gone, but I always had a spare. I pulled it out and started cutting. First I got my ankles free. There was a red mark, but other than that I was fine. (I was wishing I had worn jeans instead of jean shorts.) Cutting through the cord on my wrists was harder, more awkward. I had to saw at it and I cut myself a few times. Finally I was free, so I crawled over to Alex and cut his.

"Thanks" he said.

I shrugged.

"So, what now, Bond? You're the spy" I looked at him.

"ya, but these are your enemies" he reminded me.

"Yes, but… from what I've read, you are the escape artist. " I smiled.

"ok" he walked off and started looking around the room. I limped over to the door and knocked on it, trying to see how thick it was. Pretty thick.

"The gum. Its our only chance" he said.

"ok, but didn't they take the detonator?" I spit out the gum and put it on the door nob.

"ya, but Smithers gave me a spare that they wouldn't notice". He pulled out a keychain . we ducked in the corner and he pushed a button on it. There was a big explosion. Splinters stung my back, but when we turned back to the door, there was a huge hole in the wall and the door.

"I would've thought there would be more splinters!" I laughed, looking at the huge gash in the paneling.

Alex smiled. And we stepped out into the hall.

Thankfully it was empty, but the alarms would be sounding soon enough. Those idiots had put us in a room that was on a hall that led straight to the door we had come in.

I couldn't help but laugh. This was too easy.

We ran down the hall and flung open the door. Clearly, no one had noticed us yet. Then, there were shouts. An alarm went off.

"I hope they have insurance" Alex said.

I laughed and we ran up the hill as fast as we could, stopping behind the garage. We needed a way out of there, fast.

I looked around and my eyes came to rest on something.

I cackled evily (which was fun) and ran to the black, 14 cylinder lamborghini.

Alex ran and got into the passenger side. I opened the door.

*angelic choir*

I jumped in. There were no keys so I pushed a button that looked promising. The car was more expensive than my house started up with a roar. The engine sounded beautiful. I smiled visciously at Alex and a moment of fear flickered through his eyes.

"alex. Im giving you one warning. Ive never driven anywhere but empty parking lots"

I hit the gas and we rocketed out of the driveway.

"hehehehe" the speedometer quickly climbed to 200 mph. Alex gripped the seat as I drove awkwardly at speeds that would kill us if there was a wreck. I smiled devilishly.

Behind us, the guards had gotton into cars of their own, but this car was much faster and we made an easy getaway.

"Okay. We need to tell MI6." Alex said as we drve down the lonely country road

"I was thinking we should just blow the place up" I said, looking over at him.

"Watch the road!!" he shouted and jerked the stearing wheel violently to avoid a sedan in the opposite lane, which I had apparently strayed into.

I skidded to a stop.

"I have an idea that will probably save our lives. You drive"

"right"

We both hopped out and went around the car. I stopped to admire it.

"get in!"

I rolled my eyes and got in.

Ok. He was actually a really good driver. And my idea probably did save our lives. Hehehe.

We drove into a town about 10 minutes later. A gas station. Restaraunts. Insurance company. Nothing useful, not that it mattered, we didn't speak russian. Finally at the end of the strip, there was an army surplus store. The windows had words, but they were russian, fortuneately, they also had pictures of guns, im guessing that means they sell them.

"Stop there!" I finished eating the jerky.

Alex stopped and looked over at me.

"Where the hell did you get that!?"

I shrugged and swallowed.

"It was in the glovebox. I know he's our enemy but that guys got good taste in dried beef!"

Alex stared after me as I got out of the car.

We didn't exactly look old enough to buy any guns. Around back there was a door. We would have to steal.

People were starting to stare as they drove by. I guess not many people had lamborghinis like that in the area.

"Alex, you go around back and try to get in. get automatic pistols, assault rifles, uzis anything that might be useful. Nothing longer than 5 feet long" I muttered, then walked towards the building.

I didn't have a plan yet, probably just distract the cashier by asking for help. It wouldn't be to hard. I was bloody, limping and a teenage girl.

I staggered into the store and limped up to the counter.

"please help me. I was just attacked" I whimpered. I forced myself to cry and prayed that he spoke english. I breathed heavily and gritted my teeth.

The man behind the counter was in his 20s. young, dark hair, grey finally spoke with broken english.

"What happened? Who?" he ran around the counter and helped me lean against him.

"A man-" there was a thump behind the wall. "a man came out from an alley and just attacked me he-he had a gun" I broke off and dropped the guy with a punch. Then I rushed over to the ammo section and grabbed plenty of bullets and some magazines . then I ran around back and found alex. He was carrying several weapons already. I reached up on a shelf and grabbed an RPG launcher.

"okay lets go" he muttered and we went out the back door and back to the Lamborghini. I sat down heavily, with a grunt. Alex looked over at me with concern.

"are you okay?"

"ya." I replied. After all the adrenaline of the fighting had gone away, my knee was startingto hurt were pulling out of the alley when I noticed a man on the sidewalk. He had been in the area when we were going in and had been carrying something, now he held a cell phone. Very suspicious. It may not sound suspicious, but it definitely was.

"Alex get out!" I shouted and dove out the car door. I made it three feet before the car exploded. There was a huge blast and I was thrown forward even more. I landed back in the alley with a thud. I lay stunned. My ears rang and my whole body hurt. My vision blurred. When I finally had the strength to roll over, I looked out of the alley. The car was in pieces, with parts of it burning. The man with the phone was gone and I couldn't see alex. The windows on the army store had been shattered.

I sat up against the wall of the building

"Alex!" I called weakly. Explosions sucked. Hope you never deal with one. However, it was somehow fun. In a crazy adrenaline pumped kind of way.

I did an awkward three legged crawl around the wreckage.

Sirens blared in the distance, but they could have been three feet away and still sounded distant. We needed to get out of there fast.

"Alex!" I yelled. No answer. This would definitely be the last time I agreed to go on a spy mission.

I clenched my teeth and started to stand up. Then he staggered over throught the smoke and held out his hand.

I took it and we stood up.

"we need to go. Now" he muttered, looked around us cautiously.

I laughed drily.

"what told ya that!"

He shrugged and we took off down the alley.