Amlan Satan: 008

A Story by Abishai100

The inheritor of the world-intelligence man mantle is Amlan Satan (Agent# 008) whose 'blood-diamond examination' offers capitalism-race marks.

A fun adaptation/fanfiction of the iconic/legendary James Bond franchise. Thanks for reading (and enjoy!),

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AMLAN SATAN: "Recruited as Mr. Bond's 'successor' for modern world-nations 'chess-tied' union for securities gave me interest/education for blood-diamond 'eco-capitalism' in UK/Ukraine and a Western/American social-media culture 'flowery' handshake for what'd become an Earth-IQ or 'expression' concerning all the intelligence/theater of wrought commerce-grid (insurance) 'heat' marks (for the Ego)."

Mr. Satan, the successor to the very-successful intelligence-man James Bond (Agent# 007), was now Agent-008, and he'd been trained/screened/educated following his education at Dartmouth where he was identified for his computing and language skills and uncanny examination(s) of politics-pyramids for governance-schema in the new age. So, he was transported and lifted and trained and was considered 'fantastic' for his unusual sharp-shooting ability for which he was gifted all sorts of 'fun' weaponry like laser-shot pens, cigarette-lighter pistols which were real guns, and toy water-guns filled with acid, not to mention a pool cue-stick which was actually a rifle (ha). Now, he was sent to London and the Crimea during the Russian invasion to move some blood-diamond 'treasure' for insurance-commentary in the overground social-media 'environment' that would cast 008 as something of an eco-prince of modern capitalism-race 'chess-stalemate' vigilance (or 'vigilantism' too). This was all photo-graphic (wow).

BANK MANAGER: This guy used a theater-prop toy water-gun filled with acid and burned the box of the Ion-company and made a swap with glass-beads for a claimed 'prepaid' insurance-stunt/message about motions between Brussels and the Ukraine concerning the new world-embargo for the Russian invasion (Putin), but we weren't certain if this 'world-man' was a Robin-Hood, Evil-Knievel, Jesse-James, or simply...Sherlock-Holmes (hmm).

Sure, the post-9/11 era Earth required commerce-grid securities 'confidence' work for the treasure-motions journals and capitalism-race 'chess' engaged customs/exchange for this new age of media/network driven bridge-games to peace/stability, offering 'economics' promise for 'trouble' regions like Israel-Palestine and Northern Ireland (and now Eastern Europe), but was Mr. Amlan Satan (008) simply a 'successor' to all the proverbial talk/language of intelligence-gamesplay and photo-imaging of what'd become an Earth-matrix 'verbosity' in the mind, for capitalism's bond?

STANA: I met you at Harvard (no?).

SATAN: You've mistaken me for some hero-deed artist or bank-thief.

STANA: No, no, you'd been my chem-study group partner (no?).

SATAN: Whoever you remember surely didn't make you this doodle.

STANA: What's this...some comics-vigilantism child-sketch, Satan?

SATAN: Even if I was that Harvard-fellow of high-school summer-camp!

STANA: Well, this is certainly something you made, Amlan; I like it.

SATAN: Why?

STANA: Reminds me of me...alongside you...the 'mystery-man' of comics!

SATAN: That's Romanticism for you...purely a 'street' doodle.

STANA: Your travels have made you quite the artist, all the same (no?).

SATAN: Maybe I'm just that materialist you first thought (ha).

Satan/Stana fell in love and he made her a thanksgiving-brunch of (Indian) luchi-bread during which he confided to her that he was (in deed) Agent-008, working on a cross-continent 'blood-diamond' swap game to restore a sort of 'eco-capitalism' balance image for what'd become a multicultural Earth exchange made 'frail' with these new hospitality-chats and diner-table expressions for this new age of 'dark' materialism-readings (for brainiacs and photographers).