This is my first attempt at fanfic, hopefully it isn't too bad!

Disclaimer: I don't own Alex Rider or anything out of the Alex Rider books

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Alex Rider stormed into the plain-looking office of Royal and General Bank, glaring at the relaxed man sitting behind the commercial desk. "What. Do. You. Want!" He bit off each word, pouring all his anger and frustration into the four syllables.

Alan Blunt met Alex's enraged gaze evenly. "We have another mission for you," he began. "Our contacts recently found—"

"No way!" Alex interrupted sending Blunt a savage glare. "I am done with MI6. I'm not a spy. I told you last time, I want nothing to do with you." Alex turned away in disgust and stalked out of the room.

"You are wrong, Alex," Alan Blunt called after the teen boy. A small smile played his thin lips. "You may be done with MI6, but we are not done with you."

Two days before

"Mr. Blunt," a timid voice called through the door. Alan Blunt smiled to himself.

"Enter."

His newest secretary, Ms. Kelisen, opened the door a stepped in. The small Asian lady was in her mid-twenties, dressed formally in a navy blue dress suit. Stylish glasses perched on the end of her angular nose framing her serious green eyes. She seemed determined to do a good job, though Blunt knew that no one stayed for long. "We have received the information you requested, sir." Clutched in both hands was a bulging file.

Blunt allowed himself another smile. "Is Delmond involved," he said as she set the manila folder on his desk. She nodded in confusion. "I thought so." He waved his hand in dismissal and turned his attention to the file. Linda Kelisen nodded respectfully and backed out of the room as was her country's custom. Blunt ignored her.

He carefully undid the simple knot that secured the many papers together and glanced at the first sheet. It was an overview of ASHE's latest action. An unfortunate turn of events: he had lost several agents when the nuclear plant had self destructed. He flipped aimlessly through the papers until he came to the list of names. Participants. Their file numbers listed beside their names.

Ash- deceased. 27

Cano, Mitchell. 18

Gribensk, James. 22

Koren, Amelia. 11

Lind, Corbin. 16

Yee, Young. 9

Purcell, Amos. 31

Delmond, Angus. 13

Alan Blunt stopped and studied the last name as if watching it would unlock the secrets he sought. He deliberately opened to file 13 and studied it critically for a moment. "This time we'll find you, Angus. I have my own secret weapon this time."

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And that's the end of the joint prologues

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