Alex Rider Fanfiction…Prologue
In the stories, days like these were meant to be marked. A bad feeling, poor weather. But as far as he could tell it was another dull, mediocre, hopeless day.
After the death of his guardian; MI6 had finally gone through with their threat. His worst nightmare. He now resided in a foster home for boys. He didn't not like kids but these ones were annoying and… evil.
It may sound melodramatic but the other boys, ranging from around 5 to approximately 13 were loud, rude, and obnoxious. Furthermore they were. Always looking for attention by the over worked old lady that looked after them all.
Being the oldest at 14 Alex was also expected to help out with the cooking, cleaning and looking out for the younger ones. They were also scared of him as the other brats that attended Brookland would spread the rumor about the druggie and gang member Rider at home.
They had practically pissed their pants when they had found out who their new 'brother' was.
On top of all that the teachers hated him, the bullying had gotten worse and it was getting harder and harder to keep up pretences at school.
Since Jack's death MI6 had kept out of his life aside for one quick gun smuggling raid and a couple of labs for new, bad drugs. After all, they knew how much he hated drugs.
Sadly no cranes were involved this time.
On the other hand, he had managed to catch up on his course work and even managed to get above what he had been predicted originally before his uncle's death. Furthermore, who needed friends when he had Tom?
He honestly didn't know what he would have done had he not had his friend, nay brother by his side. And Tom felt the same.
His parent's divorce had finally gone through and for a while things had started looking up. Until he realised his mother was still a drunken bitch and his father had a sizable gambling problem. He had engorged months of abuse and neglect before Jerry had figured it out and come the rescue.
All good things must come at a price though. Jerry live on the other side of London, close to his university. With everything that had been going on recently for the two boys, there was no way they would be seeing each other face to face for months. Maybe longer.
So Alex was alone. Again.
But would it last or would his devil's luck become something more? The real question is though…