"So, Mr. Pond! Your feeble attempts to thwart my plans for subterranean
domination have failed miserably! Now I have no alternative but to eliminate
you from the game."
Pond raised an eyebrow. The whirr from the doctor's wheelchair echoed
across the room and, for the first time, Pond could see his deadly adversary.
Doctor Maybe stroked the fat, long-haired cat as it languished in his lap - the
spoilt moggy eyed James hungrily and licked his lips - Pond had the feeling
that fish was on the menu tonight. The doctor continued: "But before you meet
your doom, my fishy friend, allow me to describe my fiendish plans."
By now, both Pond's eyebrows were elevated.
"I will hold the world leaders to ransom with toxic waste pipes which are
strategically placed around the globe and ready to pump poison into the sea -
everything that lives beneath the waves will perish. Not even the super powers
will dare stand in my way, leaving me free to plunder the riches of the oceans."
James had no option but to listen to this warped quack.
"Meanwhile," the Doctor continued, "my scientists will explore the subterranean
world, learn its secrets and this dark silent world will be mine... ALL MINE!"
Years of dealing with crazed despots led James to believe that this physician
was completely off his trolley.
"Now double Bubble seven..." The crazy doc paused for optimum dramatic effect.
"It's time for you to meet your maker."
"Not so fast, dear doctor, I'm not quite ready to meet Captain Birdseye quite
yet. I have one last trick up my sleeve!"
Pond pressed his cuff-link. At once, a fine cord shot from his sleeve and
lassoed a pipe above. Pond launched himself swinging across the doc's yacht
like a prize cod.
"Guards! Pond is escaping," the Doctor hissed. But Pond had plopped into
the water, bullets whizzing inches away from his fishy body.
Pond had survived. Once again he was free to face danger in the watery
depths. Once again he would prove that when all looks lost and the end seems
night, there would remain one fish with the guts to save the day... James Pond -
licensed to thrill and make whoopy!