Okay first off, my other story is on hiatus, and second, I do really slow updates sooo... BEWARE! FOR I AM THE BOX GHOST! XD
Anyways a few important details:
1) Blunt is still head of MI6
2) I'm rewatching Criminal Minds because I've totally forgot a lot so I'll be updating as I watch the episodes
3) This is after SCORPIA Rising and starts around season 2ish of CM
4) Spencer's dad is the older brother of Alex's mum
6) Betcha didn't notice I skipped five... (you noticed didn't you... T.T)
Word Count: 902
Onto the Story!
Alex's POV
Alex knew something was off when he got pulled out of last period by a grim looking principle. The kids pointed and laughed at the 'weird loner', probably thinking he was in trouble or something. But Alex knew better. If the principles face wasn't obvious at all, the twisting knot in his stomach along with his gut feeling gave it away.
Something had gone horribly wrong with the Pleasures.
Sabina had stayed home today, as she was sick. Edward had taken a day off. Mrs. Pleasure was a stay-at-home mom, and she had planned to relax with her husband and sick daughter today. Alex was the only one out of the house today. And that must have been enough invitation for his enemies to do something.
Alex picked up his stuff, knowing he wasn't coming back, and follow the principle to his office. There were two officers, one male, one female, and a lady in a fancy suit standing inside it. The male officer pointedly looked at the principle (Alex had forgotten his name if you didn't pick that up yet) and the man left the room.
"Mr. Rider, please take a seat." Alex did as told. "We have some... terrible news." The female officer, whose name tag read Officer O'Hara (A/N couldn't help myself), paused.
"The Pleasures were killed in a house fire an hour ago, cause by a gas leak. They had died in the initial explosion. We're truly sorry for your loss."
The male officer whose name was Officer Lassiter continued. "We found this unscathed from the fire," he set a black bag on the desk, "and figured it was yours." Well yeah, it was kind of obvious with a tag on the zipper reading 'Alex Rider'.
Alex... Alex was still trying to digest what he had just been told.
"We also found this." O'Hara set a small ring down. Alex picked it up and inspected it, knowing none of the Pleasures had owned such a ring. It was a thin silver band, but that's not what got to Alex. No. What made Alex so very angry and sad at the same time... was a small scorpion.
He wanted to break down crying but knew that he couldn't. He knew he had to stay strong.
Alex knew he would get revenge.
So he hardened his heart, put on a blank face he had perfected long ago, and focused on his task ahead.
Both officers and the unknown lady were surprised at the changes that went through the boy so quick they thought they imagined it. His face went from sad to enraged to completely blank in a matter of nano-seconds. It was also un-nerving that the boy hadn't spoken at all yet.
"Mrs. Delot," Lassiter pointed to the unknown lady, "is a social worker. You'll be going to a group home till she can find a living relative of yours."
"You won't."
They all looked up in surprise. "Won't what?" Mrs. Delot asked in a high pitched voice.
"You won't find any living relatives. There was a reason I was living with the Pleasures and not family." Alex's voice was so deep and so cold, something a sixteen year olds voice should never sound like. It send shivers down the hardened officers' spines, along with Mrs. Delot's.
And honestly, Alex didn't want them to find any living family because not only would they get in the way and drag him down, but they would also be a new target for SCORPIA. Plus he was sure that once MI6 and Blunt heard about this, they would drag him back into his old life.
"Well dear, we'll just have to look deeper." Mrs. Delot said. Gods she was an annoying woman. "Come along, we will take you to the group home now and get you settled in."
Alex stood and followed the annoying social worker. His thoughts were in complete pandemonium but he made sure to keep his face blank, for showing emotions was a weakness that would give SCORPIA an advantage. The (hopefully still) ex-teenage spy, with no one left in the world, was plotting revenge. And he would be sure to get it.
Watcha think? Spencer may or may not be in the next chapter, I don't know yet. The story just kina came to me but this is as far as I've thought up so suggestions and constructive criticism is welcome!
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Love, Brucie
(P.S Brucie is my nickname, I am in fact a girl.)
