Okay, this is only my third fanfic. I will always do short chapters. I will try to make them longer than this though. K-unit will appear in later chapters.
Alex's P.O.V.
Sitting at a small bar table in a café in Paris, France all alone was a boy of sixteen. He had Dirty blonde hair and dark, haunted and serious brown eyes. And was nicely tanned and very fit looking. To sum it all up, he looked like a model. He was wearing a white with thin vertical blue stripes preppy shirt open over a white Sleeveless shirt that showed off his nicely muscled chest and abs. he was also wearing Tan cargo shorts and Black Flip-flops. What was I thinking?, Alex thought, Their going to kill me. I have thwarted them so many times, killed so many of their executives .
Alex's mind stuck on the word kill. Almost enjoying it. He smiled this time he would not be hesitant to kill. He would kill without remorse or mercy. It was no different than killing Damian Cray, Julia Rothman, Dr. Grief, Major Yu, Nile, watching Sarov kill himself, or killing any of the others. He was already a murderer. What difference could a few more lives make?, He thought. He smirked as he saw a man in an expensive looking suit carrying and even more expensive looking suit case. He smirked , the man had not changed. He still liked to dress expensively. But Alex did not really care about any of that. The only things he cared about at the moment were the facts that the man's face was void of all emotion and that the man's name was Ian Rider.
Ian Rider. The man that had abandoned him and willingly gave him to MI6. The man that had put him through Hell. The man that had repeatedly lied to him and let him be abused by MI6. He hadn't cared, he had never cared about Alex all he had done was train him. And Alex was going to make him pay. Right after he joined SCORPIA. Join SCORPIA and he would have access to all the weapons he needed.
Ian's P.O.V.
Hell no!, he can not be here!, Ian thought as he saw Alex. At least he thought he saw Alex. It looked like Alex a bit older perhaps, but that was normal because he was two years older by now. Except for the eyes, they were empty and yet haunted with terrors a boy his age should not know of. If Alex was here he was going to have to be careful. He would also have to tell the others to be careful.
Alex P.O.V.
One Day Later
He had SCORPIA and infiltrated them easily. He now sat in a nice leather chair in front of a man with no expression on his face. " I want to rejoin SCORPIA. For real this time." Alex stated plainly his voice void of any emotion. The man looked like he didn't believe Alex. "Why should we trust you? You have betrayed us before once." The man said viciously. Alex sat back calmly in his chair, he had been expecting this. "Ian Rider is alive. I want him to die slowly and feel the pain I felt as he dies. And I want to be the one that kills him" Alex said coldly.
Okay this is a bit different from my other alex rider story. i hope you like it so far. PLEASE REVIEW!!!