A/N: For any of those who read my New Friends Needed, there will be 2 more chapters. I was planning on typing them this weekend, but I haven't had the time. It's eight o' clock right now and I have to be in bed by ten, or I will have a very bad day in school tomorrow.

So, this is my third fanfic. I hope you enjoy this. Oh, and if you are English, I am American so some of my terms may be wrong.

EDIT: I am editing this. If you seem some paragraphs that are not the same, it was because I could not stand them. I didn't change what happened in the scene, just the way it was written. There is no way to perfectly fix this, because it is kind of hard to rewrite something when something is already there. Oh, I also changed the title, because it was awful and it needed to have an upgrade along with its story. I hope you still enjoy this better.

Alex Rider wasn't surprised to get a call at six a.m. It tended to happened a lot these days. Ever since he had declined the Pleasure's invite to live in America, MI6 had started calling again, the constant ringing in his ear, as if he was an employee just waiting on the edge of his seat for another fun mission. They were gravely mistaken, though, because if they wanted to talk to him, they were going to have to get off their lazy butts and pick him up themselves.

Two hours later, they did exactly that. The purr of an engine was what Alex noticed first. He was sitting in his room with the tune of whatever was popular drifting through his ears when he heard it. Alex glanced out of the window. White steaks covered the sky, and the sun beamed from behind buildings. A few citizens walked down the street, in no rush. They probably had the day off, unlike him.

He turned his attention to the man in the Aston Martin. His attire was made up of black, polished shoes, black pants that had obviously been ironed, a white shirt along with the black coat to match everything else, and, at last, but not least, a pair of sunglasses that looked a lot like the mirrors in interrogation rooms. Not that he would know what those looked like, of course.

The man stretched, taking all the time in the world. He glanced in the mirror before climbng out of the sleek car. Alex had to give it to MI6. They knew their cars. If only they were educated on people who actually fit the detail of an agent. Alex didn't want to be mean, but the man looked like an agent out of spy movies.

As the man walked up the sidewalk, Alex turned off his music, and walked down the stairs. Just as he got to the door, the bell rang. Alex glanced back at his house before opening the door slowly. Sunlight filtered in behind the man as he took off his sunglasses to reveal emotionless eyes.

"May I come in?" he asked.

Alex put a finger to his mouth as if in thought. The man stared, not blinking. Finally, Alex sighed. He was no fun.

"No," Alex smiled.

The man raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" he muttered. There was no emotion in the way he said it. He must be Blunt's brother.

Alex nodded sadly to the man. "I know, it's weird, but I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. And I will not take any candy, although I really want to."

The man snorted. "I don't have time for this, kid. Mrs. Jones requests for you to meet with her." This time, their was a flicker of anger in his voice, although it disappeared less than a second later. At least he was trying.

Alex glanced over the agent's shoulder. "Does she now?"he asked, bored.

"Yes, and you will be coming, whether you like it or not." The man stared deep into his eyes. Creep.

"Fine, just don't get your panties in a wad," Alex said.

The agent growled something under his breath as Alex shut the door.

Alex glanced over his shoulder. "What was that?" he asked sweetly.

"Nothing." The man crossed his arms, the wind drifting through his clothes so that he shivered when he said it.

Without another word, he took off towards the car. Alex grinned to himself as he ran to catch up to him. He tapped the agent's shoulder.

Immedialtely, the man spun around, eyes blazing. "What?" he snapped.

Alex smiled shyly. "Do you happen to be related to an Alan Blunt?"

30 minutes later, Alex left the agent in the elevator as he strode down the hallway till Blunt's old office came into view. He entered the room without a second thought, not bothering to knock. The sight was shocking. Mrs. Jones was sitting behind the desk, sucking on a peppermint. But, to his shock, Mr. Blunt stood right behind her, no expression on his face.

"What are you doing here? You were fired." Alex said, seething.

Blunt raised an eyebrow. "That was quite rude of you. I retired."

Alex laughed. "Yeah right. You may have, but you were forced t-"

"Alex! That is not what I called you for. He was just picking up a few things." Mrs. Jones snapped.

Alex glanced down, red faced. Mrs. Jones nodded, glad that he was quiet. "Now, as I-"

'Wait! You can't speak of classifed things with a civilian here." Alex exclaimed, smiling to himself.

"I''ll have you know that I am no civilian!" Mr. Blunt retorted.

Mrs. Jones coughed lightly. "Unfortuntely, you are a civilian once you retired, Alan. Can you please excuse us?"

Mr. Blunt glared at Alex. He glared right back, watching Mr. Blunt as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Mrs. Jones winced. "As I was saying, I didn't call you for a mission."

The grin slipped slowly from Alex's mouth, replaced with a frown. "Than what did you call me here for?"

Mrs. Jones glanced at him, shuffling a few papers around before speaking. "You are living alone right now while Scorpia is on the loose." Mrs. Jones held up a hand as he was about to interrupt her. "Even if they were delt with, you still can not live on your own. It's wrong to begin with, not to mention illegal. You do not gain possession of that house till you are twenty-one," she stated.

"Speaking of illegal and wrong..." Alex murmured.

Mrs. Jones ignored him. "I will be assigning you a temporary guardian while this is being handled."

Alex eyes, once staring at the green floor, shot up to glare at Mrs. Jones. "I don't need anyone babysitting me."

Mrs. Jones chopped down on the peppermint. "You will have a guardian. End of discussion. Behave."

"You treat me like a child. How else am I supposed to act?"

"Stop acting like one and I'll stop treating you like one. Now, no more of that."

Alex opened his mouth to argue, but decided against it. Instead, he opened it to ask a question. "Where will I be staying?"

Mrs. Jones nodded. "It's not far from here. I'll call one of my agents to grab some things then you can walk over there." That was her language of dismissal. So, he did as he was said, waiting in the lobby. He kind of hoped that it would be the agent from before. They had a lot to catch up on.

Alex shuddered. He couldn't help but think of the time he was shot as he walked out of the bank with a couple of suitcases. Alex stopped and took a deep breath before continuing on.

A few streets later, he was staring up at a modern house. It wasn't nothing fancy, but it was blue with a glossy, black Camaro in front of it. From the looks of it, that car was brand new. Someonr got a promotion, Alex thought.

Alex smiled, stepping up on the porch to his new life. He dropped the suitcases beside him as he reached forward for the doorbell. The doorbell rang for several tennse seconds as Alex waited. Was his guardian even home? Did he know that he was even taking care of a kid?

Then a clatter of keys could be heard. Then, the door sprung open, and Alex got a good look at his new guardian. He was Hispanic, and probably in his mid twenties.

Alex frowned. He reminded him of someone he knew. Wait... "Wolf?"

A/N: It's short, but I was trying to to start it off with a cliffhanger that everyone knows. Most stories like this one ends like this, but I promise, this one is different. If you liked the story, review! If you didn't... review and tell me why! By the way, this is not the sequel to New Friends Needed. But I am working on that. Hadn't forgot yet!

Riderkitty Out

EDIT: So, I did end up change a lot. I didn't really change much, I just added more scenes. BTW, this takes place after Scorpia Rising. If you hadn't read that, then you will be spoiled. I knew Jack was dead, but I forgot that Blunt left, so I had to fix that. I'll try to edit as much as possible, because I want to start on the sequel. It deals with the people mentioned in the last chapter. It is going to be really OCC or AU or whatever it is. Anyway, enjoy and I will try to update. Edited 1/2/17