Suspended
Chapter One
a/n: Hey, all! It has been a long time since I finished 'A Chance for Redemption', but that was what I needed to find a killer plot. I hope you enjoy it! For the time being Miss Starbright and Alex are under the radar using fake names. To add to the quality of this fic, I will not use their real names.
Miss Chantelle Etoile (Starbright) sighed happily. She and Alex had escaped MI6 only two months ago, but Saskatchewan Canada was already starting to feel like home. Daniel Etoile (Alex) had been helping her learn French and even mastered the dialect and accent used by the people in their area. Daniel had just been registered in the nearby Catholic School and the semester would start next week. Why a Catholic School, you ask? Well think of it this way: who would actually look for a teenage super spy among the nuns and lazy children?
Chantelle and Daniel may seem like they were a totally normal family on the outside, but they still had rough spots. Daniel still continued training his senses and martial arts, just in case. Chantelle still read the Evening Standard online and found Elle fashion magazines hidden away in the back of the local library. It was while she was looking through the most recent issue of The Sun newspaper that she saw an editorial about MI6. Guiltily checking that Alex- Daniel wasn't in sight, Jack- Chantelle- opened the link. \
In our last issue we had an article claiming that MI6 used children as spys. MI6 were most cooperative and let us check their files. Apparently Alex Rider is the name of a boy whose father worked for MI6 and who died in a plane accident with his parents 13 years ago, which proves Tom Harris was lying. Mr. Harris forged a letter and lied to the press which is a crime but MI6 Intelligence Director Mr. Blunt has decided not to press charges. Instead Tom Harris will be brought to a SAS training center to learn discipline. However, during our search we discovered some illegal activity in the MI6. The MI6 will be under suspension for a month while we look further into their dealings. Also, Mr. Blunt and his right hand woman- Ms. Tulip Jones, will be questioned to give us a better look at what we're dealing with here.
She gasped, surprised. Looking down the page, she saw related articles in innocent blue letters. Hastily she clicked it. There was only one other report, from a week ago.
MI6 accused of using children as spys!
Tom Harris of London (exact location will not be specified) claims that his best friend a 14-year-old boy named Alex Rider, used to work for MI6 as a spy. He claims that Rider was blackmailed into the business when his father died leaving him under the guardianship of the MI6. He also claims that Rider has been on several missions of utmost importance and has saved uncountable lives. This boy (Alex) is apparently the boy who shot at the button the Prime Minister was about to push on the Stormbreaker that had been faulty and could apparently spead a fatal virus. "Stormbreaker was his first mission," Harris claims. We will be looking further into the possibility that MI6 has been out stepping legal bounds.
The web page had a picture of a letter in Alex's handwriting on the left-hand side of the page.
She sat frozen. Tom was in danger. Why was Alex so stupid as to send a letter to him? Chantelle couldn't imagine what MI6 would do to him. But she wasn't about to tell Al- no, Daniel. Saskatoon had become a home for the 'Etoiles'. She wouldn't ruin that. Besides, Daniel would be hunted the moment MI6 had a hint that he was alive. Hearing the door behind her being unlock, she hurriedly closed out the window and opened the newest form of Rosetta Stone: French Edition.
"I'm home!" Daniel called, dribbling his football into the front room. He stopped when he saw Chantelle. Her eyes were glazed over, there were tiny sweat beads on the side of her face, and her smile was obviously fake. At least she tries.
"What is going on?" he asked, faking casual.
"Oh it's horrible! Tom's parents just got a divorce."
"Umm we already knew that was coming."
"Oh… I must have forgotten. Still, he is with his older brother so at least he is in good hands."
"That's good," Daniel said awkwardly. He wondered how his friend was doing. Daniel knew that he could not talk to his best friend because surely everything, down to his myspace, would be government tagged.
"I'm going to make dinner," Chantelle said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "How does quiche sound?"
a/n: So what do you think so far? Does it look good? Please review, especially any constructive criticism. Constructive Criticism not only makes me happy but it also will make this story better as I go on.