DISCLAIMER: I do not own Alex Rider.

DEDICATION: to my classmate, who, to the well-organized mind, has moved on to the next great adventure.

If anyone here has depression and is contemplating on taking their own life, please talk to me. No matter how busy my life is, I will always make time for you.

I just want to say that death doesn't only affect your friends and family. It affects people you didn't even know that well and complete and utter strangers. You are more important than you realize.

Notes to a Friend

Tom,

We've had a good time, eh? You were my constant best friend, even after you got shot.

I'm writing – well, typing – to say a final goodbye. By the time you get this, you'll probably know that I'm gone.

You're really angry at me right now, aren't you? I would be angry at myself too. And I can tell you're blaming yourself for not noticing sooner. Don't do that to yourself. If it's anyone's fault, it's MI6.

Ha, look at me, getting all teary right now. I'm really going to miss you, but I just can't stand what I'm going through. I can't just continue on with life, knowing that I've killed and destroyed so many lives. I can't live, knowing that I'll just continue to be used as MI6's tool.

Now, don't get teary on me. What would Melissa from English class say?

Tom, I want you to know that I'm going peacefully and that you shouldn't dwell on what could have happened.

Make sure to visit me!

Alex R.

Sabina,

Let's be honest. We were never really a good couple what with you always flirting with other guys and me, always leaving the country for missions.

You and your family were the kindest people I knew, and I want to thank you for always caring.

It's just that my past has caught up with my morals and my ethics. I thought it was best for everyone and especially me when I came up with this scheme. Now, no one will ever get hurt again.

Please forgive me.

Alex R.

Ben,

Admittedly, I didn't know you that well, but you were one of my closest allies in MI6.

I'm guessing that you're the one that's going to cover up my death, right? Do me a favor, and don't.

Also, do me a favor and make up with K-Unit. Last time I had a mission with them, Wolf kept on calling me "Fox".

Tell your pretty fiancé that I said "hi" and make sure to name your first born after me. I'm serious.

Alex R.

Wolf,

You're a hard headed, egotistical jerk that I never really liked, but over the last couple years, I suppose you haven't been as bad. I know you don't like kids, and I'm glad I was the exception.

Hopefully, you aren't overseas when you hear of the news. I really want one of those funerals where you guys shoot a bunch of times.

Don't think of me too often because I've lived a good life.

Cub

T. Jones,

You weren't as bad as your predecessor, but I still found myself hating you. You put me through so many trials and I've finally cracked.

I know what happened to your children, and I want you to know that it isn't like that for me. I'm just too tired for this world. I'm sick of killing and fighting. I just want to rest.

Throw me a fantastic funeral, will you? With food for everyone, otherwise, no one would come.

Alex R.

Ian and Jack,

You guys are never going to receive this letter, but it makes me feel better. I'll just tell you all about it later.

I missed you guys a lot, and I'm finally going to see you.

Maybe I'm not going the way you wanted me to – living a long and full life – but you guys always wanted me to be happy. And I'm not happy.

Death isn't something to be feared. Not today. After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Alex

I'm sorry if this wasn't up to par with my other stories.

-Alice