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The date was the 27th of march 2006. James bond had just finished dealing with the terrorist north Korean government a few years before, who kidnapped him and badly tortured him. a couple of broken bones and a deep cut on the leg, caused by shrapnel, and someone being shot right though the head. They had tried to blow up the world with a orbital laser. The only thing they blew up was themselves, as James had rigged the craft to explode when it was charged to full power. The north Korean government was careful to threaten people with nukes from then on. However, a new threat was beginning to emerge. Intel from MI5 claimed that a 'Eminem' was behind a spree of kidnappings, and they need him stopped, and fast.
James was called in for a briefing by M, his boss. The main thing James was thinking was if the Americans had gone to war again. well, they had, as the afghan war was well and truly raging. The Americans are too stupid not to go to war. They probably just wanted more oil, and a excuse to boast about their army. James walked though the office doors, and was instructed by M to sit down. He grabbed a chair and politely sat down, as he gestured for M to start speaking.
"Mr bond, do you know why I have called you in today?" She says, expecting bond to already know and be ready for the following briefing. A look of confusion formed across his face. Before he could speak, M interrupted his train of thought. "There is a dangerous music artist on the loose, Kidnapping innocent people and locking them in his basement." she says, very loud and clear for Bond to hear. "Dr.Dre went missing, and Eminem said that he was 'locked in his basement.'"
"What. You want me to actually investigate this?" Says bond, very Nealy breaking protocol and laughing. "You cant actually be serious." "You want me to hunt down and stop a music artist."
"YES." That is exactly what I am asking you to do." "Now, are you going to do it, or shoud I get another agent on this case?" says M, picking up her phone and getting ready to call the other agent. Bond pauses for a minute, and then says he will do it. "Good." Says M, as James bond walks out the room. She makes a quick phone call to Interpol, asking them to ban Eminem from All travel, While getting extra safety put in place in the greater London area. Firearms teams are mobilized in airports, ports, and train stations. She makes one final call to bond. "You are encouraged to use any means to get to your target, and lethal force is authorized. Good luck Bond" Bond gets into his Aston martin, and starts the engine. it roars to life, echoing in the underground car park of MI5. He arms the weapon systems, and with a tire screech, he roars into the British daylight. His first mission, intercept the convoy carrying Eminem. a call of the radio confirms the location of the convoy. A13 north, towards Tower bridge, around Limehouse. Hearing this, bond calls for Firearms backup and a immediate scramble to his current position. He floors it across voxhall bridge, sending rubber and smoke into the air, and the noise of the engine becoming the only sound around. Car horns beeped aggressively as the Aston cut up traffic, causing two cars to have a head on collision. Debris flew everywhere, and blood pooled out the side of one of the cars. the other driver got out, but was badly cut and had massive purple bruises all over him. Lucky for bond, at least that wasn't him. He continued driving rather dangerously though the London streets, drifting the Hammersmith rounderbout and dashing it towards Hyde park. He receives another update, and that the convoy was approaching cannon street. bond turns towards Victoria Station, where the convoy comes into view. Bond shouts over the radio for the police cars behind to put their lights on, and chase the convoy onto a motorway to avoid casualties. Bond lets the convoy pass, turns 180 degrees, and then the cars put their lights on. The convoy seems to slow down for a moment, before dispensing something onto the road. Before anyone could swerve past it, a police car drives over it. Then, BANG. The police car is in a shop window, on Fire, while the policemen inside slowly burn to death. They shout for help, but no one comes. The car explodes shortly after, killing around ten people walking past. The smell of corpses hangs in the air, mixed with burning metal. This had turned BAD. "ALL UNITS, THE CONVOY IS ARMED. BORDER OFF THE GREATER LONDON AREA, AND GET THE AIR FORCE AND THE NAVY ON RED ALERT." Shouts bond, as loud as he can. The chase was on. People start running for their lives as the convoy passes over Victoria bridge. Another car explodes, as it goes catapulting into the river below. It quickly sinks to the bottom as the occupants drown in Victorian shit. It turns right, before picking up speed. Bond Shoots the guns at a tire, which explodes and smashes a windscreen, causing the car to roll over and crash. bond acts quickly and tries to ram the armed lorry into the river, but a sniper located some distance away hits the front tire, causing a high speed rollover. James hits the brakes, before the convoy crashes into a shopping center, triggering the load of C4, and a bright flash lights up the sky. A shockwave knocks everyone standing off their feet, and most buildings are instantly flattened. The Aston is sent flying backwards until it comes to rest in a lamppost, with half the car missing. The British army rolls in, and sets up a hospital for the injured, most from sharp glass shrapnel wounds being carried into the skin. Some people had whole body 3rd degree burns, which formed into horrible blisters. Some people lost arms, legs, whole sections of their body seemingly evaporated. That is all james can remember before the incident. before everything went dark. before everything changed forever.