Hello. Having finally watched Goldeneye all the way through, a feat that I have been attempting since 1998, I have decided to write this little fic. Knowing my love of AU's, it had to come sometime…
Please take not, this is going to be slash. My first slash fic. WHEE! … Nothing explicit! Mainly implied maybe a kiss or two. If you don't like slash please don't read. As to everyone else, I must admit, I am a big slash fan. It was inevitable. But please note I am a 16-year-old girl who is currently studying accounts. Don't blame me if it's crap.
Anyway, I hope you like. Review if you do, or if there is something you would like me to change. As the phrase goes, 'the customer is always right'. Admittedly you're not customers, but you get my drift. Right?
Alternate Reality, by Carveus666In this, the dark heart of the Universe, destinies unfold, others are fulfilled. Events inexorably drawn to a lynchpin in time, to a temporal fulcrum on which a specific future rises. A future birthed in one white-hot burning moment. A future made, event by event, link by link, a linking chain of action, reaction… and change.
But, alter one event and a new future comes to be. Splinter a link, and a new chain is forged.
"Shut the door, Alec! There's a draft!" James paused to set another timer. Wait, the guns had stopped firing. Something was up. "Alec?"
Slowly he looked around the container of gas that he was hidden behind. Alec was knelt on the ground with the Soviet Colonel's gun pointed at his head.
'Not Alec, please not my Alec.'
Ourumov shouted some instructions at him. "Move out! Throw down your weapon and walk towards me. Slowly."
Stay and Alec was a dead man. Come out and the mission was a failure, and they would both probably be killed, but there was a chance they would escape. What to do?
"Finish the job, James! Blow them all to hell!" Alec yelled out. 'Oh Alec, how could I go without you?'
Ourumov glared at Alec, but he wouldn't kill his bargaining chip. Yet. "You have 10 seconds. 10… 9… 8…"
James went back to the timer and his finger hovered over the button that would change it to 3 minutes instead of 6. And kept hovering.
"…7 …6 …5 …4…" Stepping away from the timer, he threw his weapon away and came out with his hands behind his head. The 30 rifles followed his every movement. 'Please forgive me Alec, I'm weak…'
"…3 …2…" Ourumov stopped counting, a smug look on his face.
"FOR ENGLAND JAMES!" Alec practically screamed at him.
BANG!
'ALEC!' his mind screamed.
Alec flopped to the side, dead. Bond just stared at him for a moment before collecting his wits and darting behind the gas tanks, retrieving his cast off gun.
And the rest is history…So there it is. The first chapter of my newest fic. Or at least it was my newest at the time I first typed this. It has been hanging around for a couple of months. Ice and Fire Chapter 5 is almost done, and I've just posted an LXG fic. Please check it out. Once again it has been hanging around for several months. I did a little unposted fic clear out, you see… Anyway, I hope you liked it. Please review. It makes my sad, pathetic little world a heck of a lot brighter.
Well, until next time. Goodbye.
Carveus666