Authors Note: Hey everyone, this is my first Fanfic. This is a Cherub and Alex Rider cross-over, which me and a friend have been writing. This story is based during Cherub: Maximum Security. We are hoping to update every week or so. Sorry if there's any grammatical errors, this has been Beta'd by wraithowrath . Thanks, and don't forget to review and follow :-)
Chapter 1
My foot scuffed the dry earth over and over again. There was nothing to do in this hellhole I thought. Here I am Luca Rodhesci, 14 years old and stuck in Arizona Prison, the most secure prison for under aged convicts in the United States. Here's my story of how I got here.
I'm a Scorpia Agent, trained in Venice for as long as I can remember of my short 14-year-old life. Scorpia stood for "Sabotage, Corruption, Intelligence and Assassination". I never really thought about what Scorpia did after all they paid me a lot to not think, and I never really found out anything about the outside world. Enough about that, let's cut to the point. I've been trained as an Assassin. The best of the best. But that's not really what it looked like after that night.
It was a dark, moody night and we were camped outside of the given address. All we had to do was wait till the target walked up the driveway, and then kidnap him and take him to a van parked a few blocks away. He would then be taken to a undisclosed location and held for ransom. His name was Daniel Westham and he was the U.S vice president. He was 34 years of age and had a slim, wiry build.
He lived in a small two-story "house", which was white and surrounded by a two and and half metre-tall barred fence. The fence was made of high tensile steel with a titanium rod in the middle of each bar. They were perfect for keeping out ram raiders and potential assassins from getting in. But we were trained to know everything about the target before doing the hit, and that included the fence.
We thought we knew everything. Little did we know that everything wasn't enough.
We had managed to cut a hole in the fence which separated his house and the house behind his by pouring large amounts of liquid nitrogen over it then smashing it. We hid in some surrounding bushes and waited for him to start walking down the driveway.
He stepped out of his car and we all tensed up. We quickly jumped out of the surrounding bushes and ran towards him. I covered his mouth with a chloroform rag. It was at that exact moment, when I felt him go limp, that they (C.I.A) jumped down, and quicker than we could notice, they had us surrounded.
My compatriots John and Robert fought back, but they were quickly shot down by the sniper/spotter teams on the roofs of the surrounding buildings. There wasn't much more to that, as we were carted away in S.W.A.T vans.
Days later I found myself here, surrounded by imbeciles and psychotic apes who weren't hugged enough when they were younger. I've been here for three weeks now. No way of escaping, even for me. I can only wait. So that's what I'm going to do.