-Alex

Alex walked into the bank, two agents by his side forcing him to come in.

"When this is over I'm going to beat the ** out of both of you." I said looking at them a we walked into Blunt's office.

"Alex, we are sorry about Jack being deported." Mrs. Jones said, looking at me. I kept my face blank and just stared.

"We have new guardians for you." She said looking at me.

"Whatever." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Alex Rider, meet your new guardians." Blunt said.

I turned around and looked at the three people standing there... They looked familiar.

"This is Grace and John Martin and his brother Frank Martin." He said.

I stared and nodded. "They'll drive you to your house to collect your things." He said waving his had in a 'now you can leave' motion.

We walked out and as we head to the lobby doors I froze and looked outside.

"Are you okay?" Grace asked looking at me worriedly.

I nodded and stepped out, following behind them, carefully avoiding a certain spot on the sidewalk. We got in a silver Lincoln and drove to my old home. I packed my clothes, a photo album, my laptop, some gadgets that I was given on my missions, and my gun. I stuck my gun in my waist band and walked down stairs and grabbed a photo of me and my dead parents. I folded it and tucked away in my pocket.

"You ready Alex?" Grace said. I looked at her and felt a tear run down my cheek. "Yeah, I'm done here." I said brushing past her.

I brushed away the tear and got in the Lincoln waiting for the others. We rode in silence and stopped at a two level house. I grabbed my bags and followed them in looking around. It looked comfortable.

"Follow me, I'll show you your room." John said heading towards the hall on the right.

I followed mapping escape routes and place to hide people. "Here you are." He said, pushing open a door and stepped back so I could go in. I set my bags on the bed and took the gun (making sure he didn't see it) and put it under the bed. He walked away and a few minutes later I was done packing. I had changed into a sleeveless shirt it showed part of my Scropia tattoo. I walked into the kitchen and three heads looked up at me. John looked at my tattoo darkly. I moved in and sat down waiting for them to ask questions.

Before they could my phone rang. "Hello."

"Is this Alex Rider?"

"Yes, this is him."

"I would like to inform you that your new guardians have access to know anything they want."

"Okay bye." I hung up and looked at them.

"What's up with you and M16?" Frank asked.

I decided I would tell them what they want to know that way if I do die someone will know why... But not quite yet. I am not going to trust a few random strangers with the Nation's biggest secret. At least not yet.

"I do stuff for them." I said.

I'm not going to get into detail until I can trust them more.

"What do you do?" Grace asked, looking worried.

"Things here and there." I answered.

John stood up and walked away. I got up, got my wallet, put on my hood, and walked out the door, the crisp winter air covered the skin that showed. I walked to a bar and ordered a beer.

John's p.o.v

I walked out of the room as Alex walked out the house.

"John did you see the tattoo." Ian/frank asked.

"Yeah, what stuff do they have him do?" I asked.

-Alex Rider-

It was 1:00 AM when Alex stumbled into the house.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" I shouted.

"Stop yelling!" Helen/Grace said walking in.

"What were you doing?" I asked anger clear in my voice.

"Clearing my head, and I need a shower." He said walking, well more like stumbling, into his room.

A few minutes later we heard the shower come on.

"What's up with him?" Ian said.

"He got drunk that's what." I said, anger clear in my words.

He came back a few minutes later walking straighter. He looked at me as he picked up his phone and dialed a phone number.

"Hey Sabina. It's me, Alex, I want to know if your okay. I want to know if you need help, and you know, if things were different we would be together... Call back, bye." He sighed and threw the phone at the chair and sat on the couch.

"Your in trouble you know that right." I said looking at him

. "Yeah..." He said looking at me.

"Yeah, your going to answer some questions about your life and you can't use your computer or phone for two weeks." I said.

He ran a hand through his hair.

"I can't answer any questions, at least not now. And the computer and phone thing isn't that bad... but why do you think you can control me? You've haven't even been my guardians for 24 hours and you're already acting like real parents..." He said standing up and walking into the kitchen, offering to help Grace cook.

I looked at were he sat and saw a picture. I unfolded the picture and sighed it was me and Helen standing there, her holding Alex and my arm wrapped around her waist, standing in front our new house.