Hey guys! So this is my first ever Alex Rider fanfiction! So, please be nice? -pouts- Uhh, yeah. Tell me if I made any mistakes, yeah? This is not beta-read or anything. Just all me.
Disclaimer: I am not awesome enough to be Anthony Horowitz.
Other Disclaimer: Oh, also, I'm not British/English so if I sound to... Asian/American/Not-british, feel free to whack me on the head with a frying pan.
Alex Rider sighed.
SCORPIA was at it again. Just last week, MI6 found some very detailed and disturbing plans SCROPIA had made to kill someone. Someone Alex was close to. Someone like... Jack Starbright.
Alex sighed.
"It is for the best." Alan Blunt and Tulip Jones had told him, "Sending her away would ensure her safety."
Alex Rider agreed with them.
And so, on the morning of February 17, 2002, Jack Starbright was no longer Alex Rider's legal guardian. Jack had fought against at first, of course, but Alex knew he could not so selfish. By keeping Jack near him, he was compromising her security, so he agree with the MI6 to send her away. Part of him was worried, though. He knew now that Jack was gone, the MI6 would have full reign over him, and he wouldn't be able to object. They would be no one left to care. No one left to keep him safe.
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"We have found a temporary guardian for you. He lives just around Brookland." Alan Blunt said, as they sat in his office.
"Is he an agent?" Alex asked, tired of the mind games the Alan Blunt had been playing for almost a year. "How do I know if you aren't doing this to get me on another mission? Like... Like Ash."
Mrs. Jones winced.
"He is not working with the MI6." Alan Blunt told him. "We're sure he's trusted."
"Fine. Can I leave now?" Alex asked. "I have homework."
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Alex and Crawley stared at each other in awkward silence as they took the elevator up to his new temporary guardian's apartment.
"So... Alex. How have you been?" Crawley asked, attempting to break the silence.
Alex raised his eyebrows. He got shot, sent into space and tricked into a mission with his godfather who, in the end, turned out to he the man that killed his parents and almost killed him. At least he wasn't dead. Then someone from SCORPIA had cooked up some kind of plot to kill Jack.
"Great. Just great." He told Crawley, voice harsh with sarcasm.
The elevator door opened. Crawley walked to Apartment 42 and rung the doorbell. After a while the door opened and Alex Rider found himself face to face with a man he knew as... Snake.
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"Snake!?" Alex had not expecting to stay with anyone he knew, much less someone he trained with. It seemed like Alan Blunt and Tulip Jones were just out to make his life miserable.
Snake just stood there, wide eyed.
"Uhh, yeah. I think I will be going now. Good luck." He gave Alex a look and walked out at top speed.
"Cub?" Snake said, finally.
"Snake." Alex replied, rather coldly. This made had made his life shit at Beacons Breacons. Well, at least it's not Wolf, he thought. He tried to imagine staying with the guy. God, that would be worse than hell.
"Uh, right. So I guess you better come in then. My name, by the way, is Stephen. Stephen Clark." He closed the door behind Alex and extended his hand. Alex shook it warily.
"Alex. Alex Rider." He said.
"Uh, right. So uhm, Cu-Alex. Uhm, I didn't know that when the MI6 said I was going to house an agent for a while, they meant you." He gave Alex a weak smile.
"Right." Alex said.
"Look, I'm sorry I made your life hell in Beacons Breacons, okay? We thought you were some rich politician's son whose dad thinks he's good enough for everything. We didn't know you were, you know, actually an agent. I mean, who could've blamed us? You're what? 16? Most people at 26 can't even get through SAS training for a day. We thought you were some kind of joke! A stupid way to get us all binned."
"I'm fifteen." Alex said cooly. "I just turned fifteen this year."
Snake didn't seem to have a comeback for that as awkward silence filled the room. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Uh, I guess I should like, show you your room now." He walked to a room door. "This is yours for now, I guess. You can do whatever you want with it, I don't really mind. No one stays there anyways and it's not like I'm at home a whole lot."
"Right. Thanks." Alex said as he dragged his suitcase into the room.
"Dinner's in an hour. The team is coming over to uhm... Hang out. If you need anything, just tell me. Like, if you need help with your homework, I guess you can ask me, but unless it's biology, you probably don't want to."
"Uh, thanks," Alex replied, feeling a little bit awkward. He had not expected Snake to be this... Nice.
"Yeah. We're having takeout for dinner because I can't really cook and unless you want to..." Snake told him.
"Yeah, sure. I'll do it," Alex told him. For all this man was doing for Alex, the least he could do was make dinner. Besides, Snake was being nice.
"Seriously?" Snake asked. "'Cause I was just joking. You know how to cook?"
"Yeah, I do. I don't mind cooking, I guess. Just probably after I take a bath." Alex told Snake.
"Oh. Right. Sorry." Snake walked off and Alex closed the door. Maybe living here won't be as bad as it seemed. Sure, Snake and him weren't friends, but at most, they weren't enemies.
The rest of the K-Unit is coming though... His mind reminded him. Alex groaned. Great, just great. Wolf would be there.
A/N: Yay! First Chapter's DONE. What do you think? Like it? Love it? HATE IT? I know this plotline is très cliché but hey, it's fun to write. I'm thinking of joining up all the cliche plotlines to make a giant, out-of-control story. Haha, be nice and review kay? :)