Inspiration struck me randomly earlier, so I just wrote this. Hope it's enjoyable. Haha I felt like an evil genius writing this because I was listening to classical music during the torture bits. Oh yeah, and it contains torture, but they don't come up for a chapter or two.

Reviews are MUCH appreciated!

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The Sergeant frowned at the report he had received from Tulip Jones. It told him that MI6 were in need of a unit to assist a spy named Alex Rider, or Cub, as he recalled the boy's codename. He briefly wondered why he needed assistance, but then shrugged it off. It wasn't his business.

He made his way over to where K Unit was training. "K Unit! Fall in!" They obliged and automatically stood at attention. "At ease. You're needed with MI6 for a rescue mission. One of their agents has been missing for a week, but he's alive." The Sergeant decided not to tell them it was Cub. "A car will collect you in an hour. Fall out." He strolled off, leaving K Unit to prepare.

A week and a half ago.

"Alex?" A voice called to him groggily. "Alex!" It called to him groggily, waking said person up. "Alex!" It called again.

"What?" Alex shouted back, muffled in his pillow.

"Phone! It's MI6." Alex recognised the voice as Jack. He clumsily forced himself out of bed and checked the time. 3:58. Better than last time, he thought. Better by two minutes.

He stumbled out of his room and downstairs to where Jack was standing, grumbling to herself, with the phone. She glared at it before handing it over to Alex and leaving the room.

"What?" He half shouted, half whispered down the phone.

"We need you to come in. We'll have a car there in an hour." The MI6 agent hung up before Alex could protest. He swore and stomped upstairs. Jack was standing outside her room, arms crossed.

"Are you going on another mission?" She asked, her voice deadly. Alex shrugged and sighed, then nodded.

"Probably." He said. Jack threw up her arms in exasperation and walked into her room, slamming the door behind her.

"Call me if you need anything, and be careful out there!" She called out, and Alex began to pack. He smiled. As much as he hated MI6, he enjoyed Jack's flustered reactions to their ridiculousness.

An hour later, a black car arrived outside his house to pick up the teen. He walked out of his home into the cool night air and entered the car. He expected to see an Agent in the front but instead he saw three men in the car, two in front and one next to Alex. He briefly wondered if he had entered the wrong car before a punch from next to him knocked him out.

Alex's head throbbed, his wrists were sore, and he was so dizzy. He sat up and waited for his head to stop spinning before realising that he was in a cell. What had happened? Had he been arrested? No, he couldn't have been, MI6 would never allow it. Had he for some reason been kidnapped by MI6? No, why would they do that? If they wanted him they could have just driven him there and then locked him up, instead of knocking him out. The only explanation was that he'd been properly kidnapped. But by who? SCORPIA? Maybe.

It wasn't long before he found out. The door to his cell opened and two massive guards with guns walked in, followed by a short man Alex didn't recognise. He had on a bowler hat, with a matching suit. Alex thought he looked rather comic and stifled a laugh.

"Ah, Alex! Finally, you have awakened! I was beginning to think we had punched you a tad too hard," the man said. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Hugo Sweissen. But you can call me Hugo." His voice was dripping with a German accent. "I will be your torturer for the remainder of your days. I have been hired by SCORPIA to make your last breaths as painful as possible." He grinned, and Alex nearly shuddered at his hideousness. "Don't feel like speaking, huh? Well, tough. SCORPIA isn't the only organisation after you. And some of them want answers to some questions." He snapped his fingers and the two guards advanced on Alex, and he scrambled to his feet in a fighting stance.

He met one of them with a roundhouse kick to the stomach, to which he didn't even flinch at. The other guard edged towards Alex and grabbed his wrist. The other guard grabbed his other wrist and Alex struggled and kicked out madly. The guards didn't budge, and Hugo strolled up to Alex and smiled pityingly.

Without a word, he began kicking and punching Alex in the stomach, face and legs.

"You haven't even- Urgh!- asked a question yet!" Alex managed to shout out. The little man stopped for a second, but continued, regardless of Alex's logic.

Well, there you go! PLEASE REVIEW! Really really really gruesome horrific torture in the next few chapters after the second one! Constructive criticism is much appreciated.