A/N: Okay, so I've had a dream (or nightmare :P) similar to this for weeks now, so I decided to make it into an AR Fanfiction. This first part is short, but it's like sort of an explanation I guess…I'll call it a prologue.
[Disclaimer] I own nothing, except maybe the idea.
Prologue
Jack flicked through the TV channels, looking for something to watch. Alex was staying over by a friend's house tonight. She had gotten a call from the father. He eyes passed a channel she'd never seen before. There was no name for the channel, just a symbol. Strange, she thought. Must be something new they were trying out. What was even stranger was that there was only one programme showing all day. It was called 'The Choice'.
A pale black haired man appeared on the screen. He was wearing a black turtle neck sweater and skinny jeans. He was strange looking, but at the same time handsome.
'Welcome viewers.' He smiled, his perfect teeth showing.
'I'm here to bring you all a new live TV programme, but first let me explain a few things.'
He sat down on a single chair, and the camera zoomed into his face.
'The government have no control over this particular show. It is run entirely by me and a few of my trusted acquaintances. We had an idea, and decided to go along with it. I must advise you now though, if you are squeamish please do not bother watching this. There will be blood…and it is all real.'
'This… game, as a name must be given, is called "The Choice". There is only one contestant though, which is why I hesitate in calling it a game. The contestant will be filmed 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, for five weeks, maybe a little more. They will be required to make five choices, once each week. The choices will be easy at first, but get a lot harder as the weeks go on. If the contestant fails to make their choice within an hour, both outcomes will take place.'
He shifted in his chair.
'If the authorities attempt to stop us, the contestant will be killed. We are hidden, so I doubt they will find us anyway.' He chuckled slightly.
'Each choice this person makes will determine whether they continue to the next choice. If we decide the choice is wrong, they will be killed…' there was a long silence.
'Now, to introduce the contestant.'
The screen switched to a dark room. In the middle of screen there as a figure on his knees. His arms appeared to be chained to the wall- they hung loosely, slightly above his head. The camera zoomed onto his face.
Jack gasped.
'His name is Alex Rider'.
A/N: Sorry if the idea sucks, but I really wanted to turn it into an FF! Please review and tell me what you think, and if I should continue or not ^_^
And regarding my other AR Fanfiction, I will update sometime! xD