We finally arrive in England at 6 AM. Let's just say I'm beyond happy I could sleep, since the flight was over nine hours. But it makes me wonder how in the world those bombers couldn't have struck Manchester yet.
Turns out they didn't, yet. I know, because as the team and I walk through a crowded Manchester, we've seen no signs of deadly activity- even after that 007 guy claimed that man he killed was one of the bombers planning to bomb Manchester.
"No, we don't see any signs of the bombers." William told Hunley over a cellphone call.
"Why would they attack Manchester anyway?" Juniper asked.
"You never know. You never know." Derick responded.
"That's right." Matilda agreed.
Benji couldn't help but roll his eyes. We pause, still turning our heads and darting our eyes.
"Hunley, did you make a mistake?" William asks. "I see no one here that looks dangerous."
I see someone who looks pretty close to that 007 guy. He's hiding behind a building with an alley on the side. He has a gun in his hand, and he's turning his head from side to side. Until he walks behind a small group of teenagers, I can tell by the side of his head that it is him. I follow him to the side.
"Chloe?" Jake's behind me, whispering. "What are you doing?"
"Jake... I think I just saw 007."
"Chloe, do not get us thrown in this situation!"
"Jake, he could kill someone innocent again!" I look ahead, and see that he's gone. "Oh man..."
A bomb explodes at least a few feet ahead of us. We jump and shriek at the sound along with others.
"OH MY GOSH!" One of the teenagers exclaim, running the other way along with the others.
Another bomb goes off across from us. People are engulfed in balls of smoke and fire. And once again- more screaming. That has just made the scariest moment I've ever seen in my life. I've never seen a bomb go off like that- and then again, I've never seen an explosion in my life. As the sound echoes, we hear screaming and crying. Almost everyone doesn't know where to go.
I turn to the alley, and see two men put on skull-masks as they run down the alley. I follow them with my loaded pistol, while Jake still follows me. I'm surprised the others don't follow us as we run through the alley. Those bombers hurry up the metal ladders each side of the wall.
"Great, what do we do?" Jake asks.
I shoot one of them in the back. He falls off of the ladder and on the ground. "That's what you do. Now we can only chase one."
"And bring him in to justice." Jake finishes.
I nod, and he climbs the ladder the crook just took.
We make it to the roof of the building to find no one on top. How can he suddenly vanish?
"Where is he?" I ask."I don't know. I think he set us up."
"I did." He has a grenade in his hand.
I back into Jake by accident. That just shows how scarred I am. I put away my gun, not wanting to be blown up. "Sir, please... Don't throw the-"
A bullet strikes him in the arm. He screams and jerks back, dropping the grenade. It explodes, and the impact pushes Jake and I off the edge of the building. We scream, and I grab his hand. Somehow he manages to grab a chain dangling far from the wall of the building. More bombs go off, and it makes both of us flinch. I look around, and I see ships exploding.
I can't help but say, "Oh my gosh... Jake, I'm scared out of my mind."
"I know... Just- don't let go, please." Jake looks down at me with a pale face.
We both are. I know. I probably look the same as he does. I look down, too see an ocean beneath me. I don't know how we're still hanging on and how the building is still standing, but I'm so happy we are.
"So, you're the IMF?" The same bomber stands at the window with a gun pointed at us.
He'll kill Jake first. Because he's holding on to me and the chain. I look at Jake, who stares at the bomber with the most terrified look I've ever seen on him. I let go, falling.
Jacob looks down at me once again. "CHLOE NO!"
I crash into the water. It was all for him.
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Mission: Impossible Secrets of 007 [Completed]
FanfictionFollowing the death of Owen Davian, the IMF is now stronger than ever with Chloe Hunt, Ilsa Faust, Matilda and Jacob Brandt. Not to mention Ethan Hunt, William Brandt, Luther, Benji and Hunley. But when the IMF is called into England to stop a...