I Can Never Die
Alex Rider/Cub, Yassen Gregorovich/Cossack
Prolouge +Chapter 1: Confusion
Summary: they can never die, never age. Alex a 15 year old boy forever, Yassen a 20 year old forever. read on!
Prologue: Yassen's P.O.V
I looked into the mirror.
No wrinkles.
No grey hair.
A young man stared back at me. with my blond hair and ice blue eyes, my body, yet it can't be. I have to be around 40 yet I only look 20. With a shrug I go in my morning routine.
Shower, Brush teeth, dress, and eat. than my teeth again than I leave.
Alex stood in the corner of the rode and faced off the guns, he was surrounded and he knew he couldn't get out and that he would die. He looked up from beneath blond long lashes and saw the man he had dreamed of and that kept him distracted and saw the blue just like his dreams.
"Yassen" he said and stood there as the bullets went flying and ripped into soft already bruised flesh.
Yassen saw the bullets enter the teen and felt his heart freeze.
"Het" he said and ran forward gun out as the teen crumpled though he should look if he was 18 not 15.
"Is he dead?" one asked as they saw blood.
Alex felt his body heal and opened his eyes to see a lot of gun men over his body looking and cleaning up saw the shadow, smiled and stood.
"My, my can't kill me uh?" Alex snarled and picked up his knifes and the killing party started.?" The boy threw knives as the assassin shot. Soon they stood staring at each other in the eyes and Alex's eyes softened.
"I just saw you die." Yassen said a small smile graced the teens face.
"Yes you did." with that Alex left the man puzzling.
They met again it was in Germany and Alex was at the bomb site, his brown eyes staring into nothingness and the button was pressed. Yassen bowed his head and saw a person walk out of the crowd and he was perfect healthy 15 year old boy. With golden blond hair, cold yet slightly warm brown eyes, and only 5 ft. 8, dressed in black combat clothing.
"Alex!" he yelled and the head turned and a smile graced the teens face.
"Hey old man!" he greeted the man who was supposed to be 39 years old but he looked only 20.
"You died." frowning Alex tapped his nose and left the assassin to his thoughts.
"You did well on the mission Alex." Tulip Jones said and held out a envelope.
"Thanks" the teen said and left with it and bumped into Ben Daniels/Fox.
"Hey" the Liverpool man said an d nodded.
"Hey Foxy, what's up?" the teen asked and they walked to the elevator.
"How old you now?"
"18"
"Don't look it."
"I know"
Yassen stood on the edge of the boat and sighed, he could do this.
He stepped over the edge and his bone broke before he hit the water from the highness and he went to the bottom of the ocean.
Ice blue eyes snapped open and he saw brown eyes meet his and new he had failed and the brown eyes roamed his body like a specimen.
"Hello." the voice had a English accent that he knew so well.
"Alex?"
"Not here, it's Alec, under cover."
"Oh, why'd you save me?" a small chuckle and it started the assassin.
"You tried to kill yourself, you didn't die, I watched. Don't you ever die on me mate."
A/N: not as long as i wanted but good enough for now.
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