A group of students from Brookland Prep had been chosen to go to a bank for a trip to see what it was like working in a bank and handling situations. Unfortunately that bank that the teacher had chosen for them was in fact the Royal and General Bank, the HeadQuarters of the Special Operations Division of MI6.

The class including Tom Harris, Alex's best friend were at the bank and waiting to get a tour of the place to see what it was like to be a banker. But not this place, this place was for MI6, their headquarters where spies would come in on the cover of checking your bank account, where in fact you would be sent to either Mr Blunt or Mrs Jones who would give you a mission, a debriefing or just told something else.

Today of all days Alex Rider wasn't with his class, he was at home getting ready to go to the bank, he had been called in to discuss his account. Alex laughed, they just wanted him to come in and see them again to make sure that their little precious teenage spy that they blackmailed was alright. Alex was walking down the stairs in his business suit, looking smart because Blunt asked him to come in a suit for a very important meeting today but Alex had a spare change of normal clothes in his rucksack so he could change when the meeting was over in his own office.

"Bye Alex!" Jack yelled from the kitchen.

"See you Jack!" Alex yelled back and left the house and hopped onto his specially designed bike made for him. It went a lot faster than the average bike, had lots more gears, traction and etc.

Alex didn't know that his class would be at the bank today, he thought they were at school and Alex was having a day off school before returning just after his last mission that involved being in space.

Alex shuddered at the thought of space and before he knew it he had stopped right outside the Royal and General Bank and was chaining his bike to the bike rack so it didn't get stolen. It was very precious to him, his uncle Ian Rider had given the bike to Alex one Christmas.

Alex's POV

"Strange" I stepped into the bank avoiding the place where I got shot by a SCORPIA sniper. Urrgh I shivered at the feeling. That was embarrassing for me but luckily it's over.

Stepping into the bank, the reception area looked really dull, just a few other children and people sitting on chairs. Wait, children? I took a quick glance over to the over kids and my brain did a double flip. It was my homeroom class, including Tom.

"Shit" I cursed under my breath. Look professional and I can deal with it all later I thought and started taking steps over to the front desk. My presence must have alerted all eyes of my class. I could feel them watching me.

Sighing I reached the desk while the receptionist greeted me.

"I'm here to see Mr Blunt" I announced.

"I'm sorry but there's no one here ca-" She was interrupted by me. Does she not know who I am?

"It's Alex Rider"

"Identification number" the receptionist asked me.

"007-253-128500" I recited the numbers off my mind. If anyone hasn't got a 007 in the front of their ID number, they would be shown the way out.

"Mr Blunt will see you now" She smiled to me before I walked away from the desk disturbed. Man she has one creepy smile.

I then walked over to the lift and was greeted by a familiar face. "Hello Mr Rider, how are you?" Peter the security guard asked me.

"Hello Peter, I'm fine thanks"

"On your way to see Mr Blunt aren't you? The fifteenth floor yes?" he asked me pressing the lift button.

"Yes, I am, but call me Alex"

"Ok goodbye Alex" Peter told me. I entered the lift. The doors shut and I stood in silence for the journey tapping impatiently on my foot. Finally after a couple of minutes the lift doors opened to reveal the fifteenth floor, the top floor for the MI6 HQ. Mr Blunt's office, Mrs Jones office and my office are located on this floor.

You heard right, I have an office. Since I'm one of the best spies for MI6 I managed to persuade Blunt into letting me have an office of my own, he had let me have Ian's old office. I gave a smile as I let my thoughts run through my mind, strolling down the corridor. I passed Mrs Jones desk and I noticed that she was sitting there typing away.

My presence was noticed by Mrs Jones as she looked up at me smiling as I passed sucking on yet another peppermint. I could smell the faint whiff of mint in the air. I stretched a smile to her and kept walking on towards my office. I passed an office where the door sign said.

1501: Alan Blunt

Head of MI6

It was Blunts office and I slowed down for a moment and heard some voices coming from inside the office. I just carried on, not bothering to hear who was inside the office, though they sounded familiar...

I sighed as I came to a stop outside my office. There it was printed in big bold and plastic letters.

1504: Agent Alex Rider

Special Agent

I snorted at the last two words "Special Agent?!" I muttered. Seriously!

"Go and announce it to everyone here Blunt" I muttered pulling my set of keys out to find the right one for my office door.

"Nope"

"Not this one"

"No"

"Still not this one either"

"Nope"

"Ah yes" I said finally finding the right key and inserting it into my office door...if it was the right key.

"Damn" I cursed colourfully under my breath "Smithers here I come again" I declared having lost my key for my office.

So I pocketed my set of keys, my ID card sitting comfortably around my neck and I trudged back to the lift and hit the floor number to get to Smithers office. I must say he's the best inventor here in MI6 for me AND he's not like Blunt, the manipulative, vindictive, sick and twisted bastard who ruined my life.


And I'm going to end it there! Hope you enjoyed my new unusual start to an Alex Rider story. I'd like to point out that the start of this story - the bit in the bank is different to most plot lines then it will become a similar plot line to other stories in the next two chapters!

P.S - It's my birthday today! I'm 15! I decided to update a new story because I'm in the birthday mood! Please review as a present!

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