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Disclaimer: I have no claim over the intellectual property of The Young Bond series, Alex Rider series, or Theodore Boone series.

There might be some violence, but I didn't put a trigger warning on my tumblr post and I don't remember (and am too lazy to skim this). Maybe some technically abuse because of some slightly dehumanization? Maybe? I'm bad with this...


Fettes College, Edinburgh, Scotland

James was trying to sleep. He didn't want to as he knew, knew that nightmares would come. For whatever reason, since coming here, nightmares plagued him. He correctly assumed that it was this past, ah, adventure. He begins to fall asleep, when a dark form appears near his bed. Right as he begins to rise, while wondering where the man, if it was a man, had come from, he falls back down, unconscious.

The Pleasure Home, San Francisco, California

Alexander John Rider, or just plain Alex, was sleeping. He had finally reeled in his older nightmares, but the newer ones, ones about…about Cairo, most specifically about…Jack. But then, even in deep, deep sleep, Alex begins to hear a noise. Groggily, he wakes up. As his mind wakes up he looks around his room.

Nothing, not another soul…or at least anything that could've made the noise that woke him.

Quite suddenly, he can't see. But oddly, he doesn't notice this.

But then again, it's not odd…seeing as he has passed out.

Strattenburg, Pennsylvania/Maryland

Theodore Boone was riding his bike late Monday evening, after visiting his Uncle Ike. Just before he was about to return home, he got a text from April.

Can U meet me?

He had texted back.

Where?

Near the river, by

And the text cut off. Theo got a bad feeling, and he pedaled off, leaving Judge, his dog, behind.

When he was passing through a forest like area that blocked the sides of the road, and he couldn't see the beginning or end of the pass, he spotted something.

A pool of blood.

He stops his bike, gets off, and goes to get a better look. Theo breathes a sigh of relief.

It's not blood.

Suddenly, a hand holding a cloth presses against his face and the world begins to swirl.

He hears a dog barking, and then he crumbles to the ground, unconscious.

Unknown Location

"Sir, all the targets have been acquired."

"Excellent," a deep voice said, "bring them here immediately." A large man sets down the communication device.