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Shit. That was the only thought that Alex had when the classroom door slammed open and two men dressed in black carrying AK47s invaded the last sanctuary of normalcy he had.

The week had been as normal as could be expected. He had just walked out of the Royal & General Bank from his meeting with Blunt. He had gotten the phone call just an hour ago and cursed his luck. He was just starting to get used to the life of a schoolboy again. The rumors were still there, but they were easy for him to ignore. At least he had Tom to talk to. He was the only person in England his age that he didn't have to hold back with. The only thing good about the meeting he had just come from was the fact that they were not sending him on another mission. Unfortunately, his covert life was catching up to him and invading his normal one.

He was once again sitting in the office of the head of MI6. The nameplate on the desk proclaimed it to be Alan Blunt's office. Sitting behind it was the man himself who could only be described as gray. The office also seemed to reflect this with its lack of any personal possessions and it's absence of any color. Blunt was wearing another one of his gray suits and a perpetual frown. Next to him stood a woman, Tulip Jones. When she had visited him in the hospital, she had almost seemed caring. But that hadn't stopped her from trying to send him to his potential death several times in the past. He sat there as she unwrapped a peppermint and popped it into her mouth before she started speaking.

"How have you been Alex? Catching back up in school I hope."

"Look," I said, not even trying to hide the fact that I was pissed, "I told you. I. Am. Not. Going. On. Anymore. Missions." I said each word slowly and clearly as to get my point across.

"Yes, we remember Alex. That is not the reason why we asked you here today." She said patiently.

Barely able to hide my surprise, I responded with an unintelligible, "Huh?"

"We are not sending you on another mission Alex." Blunt responded for her. "We have recently come to some information that Scorpia does not intend to leave you alone like we had hoped. Our intelligence has revealed that they plan to attempt another assassination. Believe it or not, Alex, you are one of our most valuable assets. We will be upping security around your home and school."

"Alright," I responded with some disbelief, "But that's not all is it? I have a hard time believing that you called me all the way down here just to tell me that someone wants me dead. As if that's something new."

Blunt and Jones shared a quick look before began to answer hesitantly, "Well, Alex, as SCORPIA proved in their operation INVISIBLE SWORD, they have no qualms with targeting school children. We are afraid that after ruining two major operations, killing two of their Heads, and killing two of their best Agents, they will have no problem targeting you in a public place, such as your school."

I could feel the look of horror plainly etched on my face. "Are you telling me that you think Scorpia is going to attack my school just to get revenge against me?"

"Yes." Blunt answered in his monotone and emotion-less voice.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked in a soft voice, thinking about all my schoolmates that were about to get dragged into my dangerous second-life. I wouldn't be able to stand myself if they were hurt or worse because of me, even if most of the time they were gits and spread rumors about me being a druggie or gang member.

Blunt's tired eyes looked at me with something akin to surprise, though very faint, probably because I hadn't put up some kind of fight but instead asked to be told what to do. "We want you to act normal, but also keep an eye out and an ear open for anything suspicious. We're already bad enough terms with the Prime Minister without the added extra of a school full of dead children. I'm sending you down to Smither's once we're done here to give you an advantage should something occur. Also, since these are extenuating circumstances, I have authorized your use of weapons. I expect your time on Malagosto would have included weapons training, correct?"

"Yes, they taught me instinctual shooting and I was one of the best." I replied, still in shock over the fact that I was actually getting a gun to protect myself with this time.

"Good, then unless you have anything else to say, my secretary will escort you down to Smither's office."

"Actually, do you think you could assign some kind of guard to Jack? If Scorpia knows who I am, then it will be easy for them to try and use Jack as leverage against me unless she has some kind of protection."

"Of course, Alex. We have already assigned an agent to look after Jack. Actually, you already know him. His name is Ben Daniels." said as she finished off her peppermint.

"Fox will be looking after Jack? I thought he was still in Australia after getting shot." I said, trying to push the images of the events when I last saw Ben out of my mind. Just thinking about Ash made me sick to my stomach.

"Yes, he just arrived back and is in operational condition after receiving treatment for the bullet wound." Mr. Blunt replied.

I nodded once, signifying that I was finished. Blunt then pushed a button on his office phone and a moment later I was being lead out of his office by a young-looking secretary. The whole way to Smither's office I could literally feel the employee's stares as I walked past. All of them were probably thinking the same thing, 'What's a kid doing here?' If only they knew.

A/N: Okay, thanks everybody for reading the first chapter. I'm sorry if it isn't very good, but please review anyway and tell me if there's anything in particular you think I should add. I also probably won't be able to update for about a month because I have college and high school exams to study for that are coming up. Anyway, thanks again for giving my story a chance!