Fire burned throughout his surroundings, blocking all exits; but one.
Right where Judeans Clayley was standing with his mini-army of ninjas.
"Alex, my boy." Judeans tutted, his heavy Australian accent rocketing off the walls. Judeans tilted his head. "Did you really think you'd get away?"
Alex scowled, feeling anger surge through him, as Judeans laughed at what seemed to be Alex's daring misfortune.
"You've been kidnapping kids, experimenting on them, torturing them; but why?" Alex asked, not once letting his guard down. Alex knew Judeans well enough; as soon as Alex's fists were down, Alex himself would be too.
"I hate kids. The world would be so much a better place without them."
"You're sick. You were once one yourself."
"So? I hated being a kid. I longed the day I'd become part of the civilised world." Judeans sighed heavily, enjoying his moment. "Kids are the problem of today's world, buddy. If we didn't have so many kids, then the planet wouldn't be in danger, economies wouldn't be so trodden on…its all for the best."
"A world without kids is a dying world." Alex spat. "Generations don't just make themselves. Without children, they'd be no more adults, and with no more adults, there'd be no more civilised world. Or children. Or happiness for that matter."
"Oh, Alex." Judeans smiled pleasantly. "You're so naïve…so…childlike."
Alex resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Childlike. Bad cop movies came out with cheesier (and better) lines than that.
Somewhere in the deserted building that had just been discovered in the Rocky Mountains, a gas ripped out of its canister, making sure both Alex and Judeans felt the explosion from fifty floors up.
Alex was thrown onto the floor, as was Judeans; but his ninja army wasn't so lucky.
A piece of floor burnt away, collapsing into the fiery pit below. The ninjas fell, screaming as they did.
Judeans howled as he stood up, realizing that he and the best boy-spy in the world were to be in one-on-one combat.
And Judeans knew he couldn't fail.
Just then, a helicopter flew through the ripped metal that had exposed the building. Both Alex and Judean looked up in shock. It was completely black, and was a model like no other. It was also extremely quiet.
Alex stared at the helicopter attentively. Had MI6 sent help?
Lucky thing Alex was watching, otherwise he would have missed his answer.
A figure back-flipped out of the helicopter, landing deftly beside Alex.
It turned out to be a she. She was wearing combat trousers similar to Alex's (though his were beige, and hers were black), a tight, short sleeved black top (like Alex), a black leather jacket which had seen better days (like Alex) and was wearing- rather than boots, like Alex had expected- black Converse sneakers.
The girl pulled off her balaclava, and threw it somewhere on the somehow still shining floor.
Alex stared in awe at the stranger, shocked. The girl looked at him and winked…
Just as Judean threw himself at Alex with all his might.
"Get off!" Alex yelled, feeling Judean's heavy muscles crush into his ribs.
The girl kicked Judean deftly in the head, and pulled him up to her.
Judean yanked her hair back, just as the girl kneed him in the groin.
"That's not how to treat a lady, is it?" She said breathlessly, kicking Judean to the floor. She had a strong American accent, and looked immensely peed off. Alex peeled himself off the floor, and whipped his legs at Judean's ankles, making the Australian fall to his knees.
Alex grabbed a coil of rope from someplace (as one always carries a coil of rope) and managed to tie up a struggling Judean. The girl signalled and the helicopter returned.
But, just then, a fiery cloud erupted from down below, and Alex remembered; the fifteenth floor of the base held toxic gases.
Stupid to place them so near to the ground, really. But Judean hadn't thought anything would infiltrate the building, known publicly as a mountain range. In the rare case anybody did get inside the building, they would come from the top; nobody but Judean himself held the keys to the secret passageway underneath the icy peaks.
"The fifteenth floor's about to go!" Alex yelled. He trusted the girl; he felt it against his better judgement, but what choice did he have? She seemed to be on his side. And he didn't have the time to be picky.
"What?!"
"Clayley has nerve gases down there!! As soon as the fire reaches it, the whole area goes!"
The girl rounded on a smiling (and gagged) Judean.
"You plank!" She screamed, and then paused; that was the crappiest insult she had ever given. To make up for it, she kneed Judean in the back of the head and walloped him a few times.
The girl made movements with her hands; and Alex soon realized what she was trying to say.
The helicopter couldn't get in. The fire was surrounding them now, and even if the vehicle managed to squeeze through the blaze, it wouldn't be able to get out.
They were trapped.
"Come on." Alex yelled, grabbing the girl's hand. "We need to dive off over there! Have you got a parachute?"
"What about Judean?"
"He'll have to come with us!"
"What?"
"We can't leave him!"
"Fine! I wasn't disputing that!" The girl then grabbed Judean by the hair and with amazing strength, pulled the cruel man to the edge of the building. They just had enough time to dive off, before the building totally collapsed.
"Leave me here." Judean whispered.
Both Alex and the newcomer stared at the man in shock.
"You'll die!"
"Alex." Judean laughed. "You think I want to rot in some cell? Thanks to a kid? No."
"It'll be painful; its nerve gas, Clayley, nerve gas!" The girl shouted.
Judean laughed weakly, as if it gave him pain. The two must have done more damage than they thought.
"So? I'll get one over you. I'm not being saved by a kid."
And with that, Judean shuffled backwards…and pushed himself into the fiery mass below.
Both Alex and the girl stared in horror for a few moments, before a putrid, vulgar smell started to waft up.
The gas.
"Give me your hand!" Alex shouted.
"Why?"
"Because we need to stick together!"
"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME!"
"DO YOU WANT TO SURVIVE OR NOT?"
The girl glared at Alex, before grabbing his hand.
They both jumped.
Suddenly, everything was calm…they were just floating.
Alex pulled the catch on his parachute, and the girl did the same, the both of them separating their grip on each other. Alex could see the helicopter waiting below.
"Who are you?" Alex shouted, realizing that he didn't know her name.
"Does it matter?"
"To me it does."
"So you can track me? I don't think so."
"I'll tell you my name."
The girl looked at him.
"I know who you are. Your name is Alex Rider, and you're working for MI6."
Alex's mouth dropped open.
"My name is Analie Madison." Analie called. Alex stared at her. "Okay? Happy now?"
They both landed on the snow with a soft thud, just as the building behind them burst into fragments spraying everywhere. Alex and Analie both threw themselves into the snow, feeling the immense heat waft over them. The helicopter was nowhere in sight.
Nearly ten minutes later, when the explosion had subdued, Alex pulled himself up and looked round for Analie.
She was nowhere in sight.
Distantly, Alex could hear the slight sound of a helicopter.
Alex cursed, and brushed himself off. Great. He was in the middle of the Rocky Mountains, with no communication device, stranded at the sight of a major detonation. Great. Whoop-de-fucking-do.
Just as Alex was about to start climbing, he spotted a small black square, half buried where Analie had been. Alex walked over and picked it up.
It was a radio transmitter.
Scrawled in Magic Marker, Alex read the message left with it;
Sorry I couldn't give you a ride. Here's your ticket out of here. Don't try to catch up with me.
You're too far behind.
Good luck, Alex Rider. I hope we don't have to meet again. Especially in similar circumstances.
Analie.
Alex quickly checked the signal, and called Mrs Jones' number.
Then he read the message again.
Who exactly was Analie Madison? And how did she know so much about Alex?
Alex looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, then the picture of destruction and devastation behind him.
He knew one thing for certain. No matter what Analie said, he would find her.
He was going to find her.
Q/N
HELLO!!
Well, I've started re-reading the Alex Rider series and I thought…why not write my own? So, ta-da, here it is. Hope you enjoy!
I apologize if it was a little rushed. Things will be better in the next chapter, I promise!!
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