AN: I've been reading some Alex with feline mutations fanfics and thought about giving it a go. Alex won't have 'powers' per se but it will be borderline but who doesn't want to see Alex with them? So, without further ado, enjoy my first fanfic. Also, Scorpia Rising didn't happen, because I mean come on we don't want Jack dead, do we? No, we don't. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Naturally I own nothing related to Alex Rider.
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"Are you fucking kidding me?!" thundered the young spy to the dull man in front of him.
"Now Alex, calm down…" began the grey-haired man, trying to placate the boy, but this had the opposite effect entirely.
"Don't tell me to calm down, whatever they did to me, has given me bloody cat powers. You said you'd sent in backup as soon as I requested help!" bellowed Alex, however, the flames behind his anger was somewhat doused when a furry tail began knocking things off the desk, which brought a smile to the Mrs. Jones face who was standing next to Blunt. "Damn it to hell," shouted Alex grabbing his new appendage and quickly wrapped it around his upper thigh. Looking back up noticing the humor on the faces of the other two occupants he quickly scowled, his eyes practically turning to slits, "this is not funny."
Quickly replacing her slight smile with her normal monotonous look, Mrs. Jones began, "we understand how this may complicate things for you now…"
"Complicate things! Have you listened to a word I said?! I have cat powers and to top it all off I have cat bloody ears," motioning to the two appendages lifting from the top of his head as if they knew they were been talked about, "and a god damn tail," quickly unwrapping his tail from earlier and slamming it down on the desk causing a slight yelp to escape his lips, 'shouldn't have slammed it down' thought Alex angrily.
"You don't have cat 'powers', Alex. From what we can see the results of your examinations, your DNA has appeared to have fused with, naturally that of a feline and has a result your body has undergone slight changes which can be observed." Ignoring the 'no shit Sherlock' quip from Alex, Blunt then took over.
"It appears Alex apart from your extra appendages you also have abilities that come naturally to the feline race, enhanced agility, balance, flexibility, jump and senses et cetera et cetera. Now as these may be a problem until you can fully control them as well as you needing a bit of recovery time, this will be the perfect time to send you to the Brecon Beacons for a little bit of extra training"
"You've got to be kidding me!?" Exclaimed Alex, staring at Blunt with wide eyes.
"I never kid…" began Blunt.
"It's rhetorical" shouted Alex almost slamming his head down on the table, "why can't I just recover at home?"
"As I stated before you need a bit of extra training, so this will be the perfect chance for you to hone your skills some more," explained Blunt.
"But how is that recovering…" started Alex before being cut off by Blunt once again,
"A car will be round at nine am sharp. Everything will be provided for you when you get there so pack lightly."
Picking up on the dismissal Alex did the only thing a fifteen-year-old boy could in that situation, he pouted and slammed the door on the way out.
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Shutting the door with more force than necessary, a testament to how annoyed Alex was. Alex removed his shoes, not wanting to risk Jack's wrath should he trek dirt into the house and moved into the kitchen the tell-tale noises of Jack cleaning cutting through the air.
"Alex?" Asked Jack.
"Yeah?" Responded Alex as he pulled a can of coke from the fridge.
"How'd it go?" Asked Jack, coming around and sitting on a chair next to her surrogate brother.
"Usual," grouched Alex, just told me the reports from some of the tests they'd run from earlier..."
"And?" inquired Jack unable to contain her curiosity.
Smiling slightly and in the process revealing a set of sharper than normal canines, Alex proceeded to tell Jack that he now had the abilities found in the feline race and that he'll be heading to the Brecon Beacons in the morning for more training, which caused Jack to go off on one of her tangents about the injustice of it all.
"Well I'm going to take a shower and have an early night, god knows how long it'll be until I next get to feel the comfort of my own bed," huffed Alex at the thought of the lack of comfort the SAS beds provided.
"Alright then Al, I'll see you in the morning..." yawned Jack, standing up and giving Alex a hug before pulling back and staring at him with a serious expression on her face, "...I don't want to see any fur balls ok?"
Quickly jumping out of Alex's reach, Jack quickly danced away, laughing at Alex's horrified expression.
Taking one last sip of his coke, Alex slowly made his way over to the sink and draining of the can before throwing it in the bin then making his way upstairs to the bathroom where he proceeded to turn on the shower and let it run a few minutes' whilst he stripped and threw his dirty clothes into the clothes hamper ready to be washed.
Stepping under the hot water, Alex sighed as the water cascaded down is back and front, soothing his aching muscles and joints. It didn't take long for Alex to wash his hair and body and after an extra few minutes of standing under the relaxing hot water, Alex shut it off and began toweling his self off.
Stepping in front of the bathroom mirror, Alex couldn't help but admire his body. Muscles not normally found on a boy his age stared back and gave Alex the body of a swimmer or a dancer, powerful yet graceful. His eyes were also drawn to the numerous scars that littered his body and especially to the infamous scar from the Scorpia assassin that had shot him in the heart. Bringing his hand to it, Alex grimaced slightly as his mind remembered the pain he felt when the bullet pierced his flesh.
The other things Alex couldn't help but notice were the two feline ears that protruded from the top of his head and the tail that was attached to his lower back just above his shapely behind. 'Well I'm going to have a hell of a time explaining how I got those aren't I' thought Alex to himself as he pulled the door open a crack and making sure the coast was clear, even though he knew it was as Jack had gone to bed before he went into the shower but one can never be too careful, then dashed over to his room and quietly closed the door.
Silently padding over to his chest of drawers, Alex pulled out a fresh pair of boxers and pulled them on, not wanting to bunch his tail up or wrap it around his leg, he effortlessly tore a hole in the stitching near the top of his boxers and slotted his tail through which felt much more comfortable.
Crawling into bed Alex let out a tired sigh before succumbing to sleep, thoughts of the hell hole he was going to tomorrow plaguing his thoughts.
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*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
Holding back a groan at hearing the annoying noise that is known worldwide, the bane of every teenager's existence. Alex tiredly brought a hand up to rub his tired eyes…or at least he was going to before he caught sight of what appeared to be claws at the ends of his fingers and thumb. Quickly bringing his other hand up to check…and yep that one was the same as well. "Oh, Scorpia kill me know," thought Alex sarcastically jumping up out of bed, almost shredding his duvet in the process due to the sharpness of his claws. "Bloody MI6 and their stupid missions, 'Don't worry Alex you'll be perfectly safe'," muttered Alex, trying to imitating Blunt's monotonous voice as he dashed around his room frantically, waving his hands as if that would solve his clawed hands problem, which it did not. "What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't go to an SAS camp like this…oh my God what will Jack say?" And as if said deity was smiling down upon him, Alex heard a knock at his bedroom door and Jack's voice call out,
"Al, everything ok in there? I can hear you banging about downstairs."
Deciding best not to lie Alex opened his door and stood before Jack who let out a little squeak which confused Alex.
"Your ears just look so cute, look at them standing up all pointy like," squealed Jack reaching out to stroke them causing Alex to let out a little purr of delight before his eyes widened in embarrassment and he quickly slapped his hands over the top of his head.
"Did you just purr?!" smiled Jack before her eyes gradually noticed his changed hands, "umm, why do you look like a relation of Edward Scissorhands?"
"I, DID NOT PURR!" Seethed Alex, punctuating each word slowly, his face red in embarrassment, and I'm not a relation of Edward bloody Scissorhands, this…" bringing his hands down and holding up his hands…paws…no...hands, yes hands, "…must be another result of whatever is happening to me. There must be some way to undo this." As if by magic, audible crunches of bones rearranging could be heard as Alex's fingers merged back into his human ones.
"That is kind of cool but also kind of disgusting," mumbled Jack staring wide eyed at her young charged.
"You're taking this a lot better than I expected," informed Alex, walking past the red head, off to get some breakfast.
"After these past months, I've learned no to question some things," chuckled the red head as she watched her young charge descend the stairs whilst battling with his tail which was trying to cling to the bannister. "Ha…have you ripped a hole in your boxers?!" Exclaimed Jack, just noticing how his tail was somehow coming through the material covering his lower half.
"Yes! And staring at my arse Jack," grumbled Alex causing Jack to sputter and stammer excuses how she wasn't.
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At nine am sharp, just as Blunt said, the doorbell rang that opened to reveal a suit with a forgettable face, what you would expect a secret service agent to look like.
"Agent Rider?" Asked the forgettable agent making Alex scowl slightly.
"Yes, that's me. Give me a minute would ya?" Although phrased as a question, Alex put a bit of force behind his words silently telling the agent in front of him he wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Of course, Agent Rider, I'll just be in the car."
Watching the agent walk back to the standard MI6 car (no it wasn't an Aston Martin), Alex closed the door and turned around to face Jack.
"Oh Al," murmured Jack pulling Alex into a rib breaking hug and giving his feline ears which Alex had managed under his dirty blonde hair a stroke, causing Alex to break out with another purr.
"How many times Jack, don't do that," whined Alex in embarrassment but also returning the hug.
"I can't help it, it's just too cute to pass up. Imagine what Sabina would think?"
"I couldn't even begin to imagine how I would begin to explain this to her," answered Alex, pulling out of the hug and picking up his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder. "I'll try to contact you sometime whilst I'm away ok."
"You better little man!" Exclaimed Jack, causing Alex to raise an eyebrow at the 'little man' part as he looked down at Jack causing her to smile.
Opening the door, Alex turned around and gave Jack one last smile, which she returned with teary eyes, before closing the door silently and walking over to the waiting agent and getting in the front passenger seat. Pulling on some sunglasses to combat the morning sun, Alex turned to the agent and with a wry smile said, "Pedal to the metal Jeeves, Hell awaits."
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AN: First chapter done, hope you guys and gals liked it. When picturing Alex's claws, just think of Sabretooth from the X-Men universe.
Reviews are naturally appreciated.
Till next time.