A lot of stuff may be wrong 'cause I live in the US so please just ignore it or tell me what I did wrong in your review. I am completely ignoring Never Say Die because I hate it when authors decide to continue series that should have ended.

Alex

Jack was watching him.

"Are you okay sweetie?" she asked, picking up the sad looking little 7 year old.

7 year old Alex sniffled. "Ian isn't going to make it for Christmas this year."

"Aww it's okay. We'll bake cookies! Then we'll watch your favorite Christmas movies! How does that sound?" she asked, hugging him.

Alex smiled. "That sounds great Jack!"

She laughed and ruffled his hair. But then suddenly Jack was on fire, the flickering flames the same color as her hair. She screamed in pain.

"Why didn't you save me Alex? You let me die."

Alex awoke with a scream, tangled in his blankets and sweating heavily despite the cold outside. In about three weeks it would be his first Christmas with Jack dead. With M16 as his 'guardians'. He hadn't gotten any new missions yet though, but Blunt had managed to keep his job so he would continue his work as a spy. It had been only one week since her death (A/N I know the timeline's wrong but I don't really care) but this was heartless, cold, grey, Blunt so he was expecting one soon.

It was only 3:49 in the morning, but Alex new that he wasn't going to be able to fall asleep. He quickly changed and grabbed his coat, and walked out of his empty house to go for a walk.

Jack. Kind, good, passionate, fiery, alive Jack was gone. Forever. Leaving him alone with M16 as his guardians.

And it was Blunt's fault. Alex found out pretty quickly that it was him who arranged to shooting. And he was the reason he was a spy in the first place.

And Scorpia's. God, how he hated them. First, they took his parents. Then their top assassin killed his uncle, even though Yassen saved his life more than once later.

Then they shot him. And worst of all, they killed Jack. His best friend, his housekeeper, his guardian, his sister. Jack.

Alex took a turn. There was a cleaning truck thing out, but that wasn't exactly uncommon, so Alex didn't think much of it. Besides, his mind was to busy thinking about Jack, so he really wasn't expecting it when a hand shot out and grabbed him.

He struggle and kicked the dark clad man but it did no good. The man covered his nose and mouth with a damp cloth, the sickly sweet smell burning his nose.

"Hello Alex Rider," the masked man said, his voice filled with venom.

The last thing Alex saw before slipping away into unconsciousness was what may have been a scorpion stitched on his jacket.

Wolf

Wolf sighed. His team was full of idiots. Just because it was going to be Christmas in a few days, they had to go shopping for presents. Shopping. And because of Eagle, at 4:00 in the morning.

He watched his team. Snake, Eagle, and the new guy, Rat, who was Fox's replacement. He still couldn't believe Fox had left for M16. Those sneaky, irritating, untrustworthy idiots.

Still, he wasn't quite sure he prefered Rat. There was something about him, the way his eyes flickered away from their gaze nervously, the way he had seemed impatient, like he was waiting for something. While he seemed polite and nice enough, he was rather cold and distant towards them.

Wolf sighed. He was probably just being overly paranoid. He wouldn't be in the SAS if he wasn't trustworthy.

He groaned as Eagle pranced around singing All I Want For Christmas, looking for a stuffed wolf for his leader.

3 hours later, they were finally done with the torture, All of them but Rat holding bags of gifts. They headed towards Snake's car when Wolf heard a muffled yelp. He looked around. Eagle was nowhere to be seen.

"Guys…" Snake said, but then suddenly, a man appeared behind him and knocked him unconscious. The last thing Wolf remembered before he too was unconscious was Rat looking rather pleased.

Alex

Alex's eyes fluttered opened, and he mentally groaned. God, he hated being drugged. He lifted his head a little to see where he was. His wrist were tied together, much to tight for liking.

He was in the back of a normal looking truck. Thankfully the driver and the man who attacked him didn't know he was awake yet. A perfect chance to eavesdrop.

"Seriously? He did all of that? Yeah right. Look at him. He's a child." the driver said to the black clad man.

"Young or no, he is quite capable. Never underestimate a Rider."

"He's a bloody fifteen year old. I think we're overestimating him. He probably didn't even do half of these things. Maybe the M16 file meant he acted like someone's kid to provide a cover when a senior agent did a mission."

"Oh, he did them. And he did them well."

They lapsed into a silence, and Alex put his head down with a silent groan. This had Scorpia written all over it. But that didn't make sense. Alex single handedly destroyed them, multiple board members, and their reputation. They were back? Maybe. Or maybe it was some other terrorist organization Alex pissed off.

A few hours later Alex was roughly kicked out of the truck, a hastily done blindfold making it impossible to see where he was. His wrists had started to bleed a little from the rope.

After roughly twenty minutes of walking, Alex's blindfold was taken off. A woman with beautiful yet somehow cruel features looked at him, her long blonde hair framing her rather thin face.

"Oh Alex," the woman crooned, touching his face with her long black nails. "I have been waiting for this moment for a while."

Alex flinched away from her touched and looked at her coldly, his deep brown eyes expressionless.

"I am the new head of Scorpia. Dr. Villegas, but you must only call me Crow."

"Crow? Wow. Really? The evil villain's name is Crow? Don't you think that's a bit cliche?"

Her coal black eyes flashed with anger, but then it was gone, replaced with an emotionless mask. She threw her head back and laughed. "You are immature. You make jokes. But don't worry. You'll stop making jokes soon."

"Yeah, like I'm going to listen to you. Scorpia has tried to kill me before. You failed. Why don't you guys ever learn?" Alex replied, but despite his calm expression and casual manner, his insides were churning with fear. Were they going to torture him? Or worse, will they somehow get Tom or Sabina?

No, he told himself sternly. They'll be alright. M16 will stop them. They'll be protected. And they'll rescue me before anything happens.

Somehow, he couldn't fully convince himself it was true.

The rope was untied and he was pushed into a big, dark cell. There was no beds, but there was a very old toilet with no sink in the corner. Two horse blankets were in the corner. There was no food or water. Lovely.

Alex sighed. He really wished he had gadgets from Smithers now. But no. He'll have no one but himself to escape. But that was alright. Alex Rider was used to being alone.

Wolf

Wolf and his unit were blindfolded and led into building. Who were these people? Why would they kidnap K- Unit?

Their blindfolds were torn of and his bonds were cut as he and the others were shoved into a big, dark cell.

Wolf yelled and kicked a wall. He let out a frustrated groan.

"Wolf?" a young voice asked. Wolf turned. Sitting calmly in the corner like this happened to him every day, a teenage boy with slightly shaggy blonde hair looked up.

Wolf let out a curse. "Cub?"

"Well that's just great."

Okay yeah, that was pretty quick, but in my defense, I've got homework so…