Alright guys, yashendra2797 here. This is the first chapter of my new Doctor Who/Alex Rider Crossover titled-The Wounded Teen (if you have a better title PM me or mention it in a review). Also, sorry to those who were expecting an update to Chuck versus the Rider. I'm currently working on it and the story will be completed by the end of May.

This chapter is dedicated to j and FezWearingBanana.

The Wounded Teen

Chapter 1

WOOOM WOOM WOOOM (TARDIS Rumbles)

"Alright Doctor, why are we here? I mean present day New Jersey, there's nothing impressive about it." said Amy Pond while exiting the TARDIS.

"Ah but that's where you're wrong Amy there is something very impressive here. Something so big and important that its sending me a message on my psychic paper. See?" he replied holding out his psychic paper which had the words HELP ME flashing on it.

"Great. You meet the Doctor after 2 years and where does he take you? New Jersey." muttered Rory Williams, more often known as Rory Pond, to himself.

"Alright. The signal is coming from one of these houses." the Doctor said.

Looking around for the first time, Amy saw that the place was one of those areas where celebrities used to live. You know, those places with the multi million dollar houses and big lawns for each house? This was one of those places. 'What could be so terrifying here, so as to require the Doctor's attention?' she wondered to herself. Still, looks could be deceptive, and Amy had learned that the hard way. She was taken out of her thoughts by the BZZZZ of the Doctor's sonic screwdriver.

"If I could just increase the huon sensitivity to 800 and do a little bit of tinkering..." the Doctor said seemingly to no one all the while fiddling with his sonic screwdriver. "...and Yowzzaa! I've pinpointed the location of the house. Come along, Pond!"

They ran, following the Doctor, until the Doctor suddenly stopped in front of a house. House no. 42 to be precise. The Doctor was about to knock on the door when Amy interrupted him-

"What's our reason for knocking?"

"Oh nothing, I don't know. Let the psychic paper do the talking" he replied and knocked on the door.

A few minutes later the door opened to show an annoyed blonde teenager. The annoyance immediately gave way to... nothingness on his face, as if seeing them had activated some kind of trigger in his brain and had made him go into poker face mode. The Doctor immediately stiffened, but soon regained his composure and took out his psychic paper and said-" Hey, I'm the Doctor and this is Amy and Rory."

"Two things." the kid replied "that paper's blank and I told Liz that I don't need a doctor. I'm fine."

"What?" the Doctor looked at the teenager shell shocked. "The paper's blank? Anyways why would you need a doctor for?"

"That's really none of your business. Now you should leave before I call the po…" the teenager suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence and suddenly sniffed the air. He put his finger to his lips, immediately quieting the Doctor. His eyes suddenly darted all over the place, while his head did not move even a slightest bit.

"Get in. Now." He said in such a grim voice that they immediately followed him inside the house. He closed the door behind him.

"What's wrong?" Amy asked him. However, her question was ignored by the teenager, who immediately made his way to a console on the wall beside the door. Pressing some buttons in the console, the teenager made his way to the Doctor and said-"I'm sorry for dragging you into this. Whoever you are. Doctor."

"Drag me into what?"

The Doctor's question however was answered by 6 rapid BANGs fired in quick succession at the windows, which however withstood the impact of the bullets.

"How?..." Rory began to ask but was interrupted by the teenager's short reply-"Bulletproof glass."

The teenager made his way to the kitchen where he opened one of the drawers and lifted the false bottom from where he pulled out a SIG Sauer P226, the favored pistol of Her Majesty's SAS. Looking at the gun all of the three visitor's eyes widened.

"What… the… Hell?" Rory spoke the three words individually.

"This is just a Level 3 safehouse. We will not be able to withstand the attack for long. We'll need all the firepower we can get." The teenager then pulled out his mobile-a Nokia Lumia 900 out of his pocket and glanced at the screen for a few seconds before continuing-"they have 3 teams of 4 men each. One group is on the lookout and two others have surrounded the house. I have another gun in the back. We'll need all the firepower we can get."

"But shouldn't you call the police? And how in the name of sanity have you got a gun?" the Doctor asked, still not having moved from his position.

"Already did. But knowing my luck, they probably wouldn't be here until the action has ended." The teenager replied, ignoring the Doctor's second question. The teenager ran to the back of the house while Doctor, Amy and Rory looked at each other amidst sounds of gunfire. The teenager came back with another gun in his hand. This time a Glock 19 Gen4, the favored handgun of the NYPD.

"Alright. I need each of you to stay calm. We are going to make it through. However, we do have a slight problem. I don't have any form of transportation."

"I can help you with that. I have transportation available." The Doctor interjected in the middle, having seemingly regained his composure.

"Where?"

"At the turning, 9 houses down."

'Good. Alright guys, We are going to make it through. Alright?"

Amy nodded and took Rory's hand in hers.

"Who are you anyway?" the Doctor asked.

"The name's Rider. Alex Rider." The teenager replied.

Thanks for reading this chapter, hope you liked it! Oh! And don't forget to review! I even accept one word or anonymous reviews!

I have already written till chapter 3! I'll update in 2 days!

-Yashendra Shukla