PLEASE READ [SPOILER FOR SCORPIA RISING]: This is NOT following the storyline in the ninth book. Jack is still alive- I'm sorry but Jacks death was a sort of a definite ending for me when I read the book, so I decided to keep her alive so it would be easier to continue the story…if you get my meaning o-o". Oh and another warning…I'm not a great writer so please bear with me when reading this story- this is my first Fan Fiction.

Reviews are appreciated, but you don't have to if you don't want to. I'll be sure to read them all though! Thank you ^_^

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ALEX RIDER.

Chapter One

People always said that teenagers needed more sleep than adults, but why was it that they insisted on going to sleep so late, thought fifteen year old Alex Rider as he lay in bed. It was 02:00am but Alex couldn't get to sleep.

'It must be the hormones', he thought with a smile as he surfed through his iPod for a decent song. Adults were always blaming hormones for any odd behaviour from teenagers. He adjusted his left leg on top of his duvet, keeping his right one underneath it. Why couldn't the air be the right temperature for once? It was either too cold or too hot.

After about ten songs, he left his iPod playing on 'Dirty Little Secrets'. He wasn't a huge fan of The All American Rejects, but he did enjoy quite a few of their songs. As he listened he thought about how the song sort of matched with his own life. He had a dirty little secret of his own. He frowned at the thought. It had been months since MI6 had contacted him, but he was sure they'd be back.

He pushed the negative thoughts out of his head and thought about the day ahead of him. He had to be up by 07:00am unfortunately, and in school by 8:40am. Why couldn't it start later? He laughed silently to himself thinking that every child must have asked themselves that same question at least once in their lives.

'It's to prepare you for becoming an adult', Jack Starbright had told him once when he was younger. 'Adults need to be up early so they can make breakfast for kids', she had said eyeing him as he giggled, just having finished breakfast. The thought of breakfast made his stomach rumble, and he found himself looking forward to the eggs Jack would be making him the following morning. Oh how he loved her. She was like the older sister he never had. What would he do without her? Thinking about Jack comforted him and soon Alex slowly drifted to sleep…

'BANG!' The sound of something falling caused Alex to jump into wakefulness. He looked at his clock- it had only been half an hour since he had fallen asleep, what could have caused the noise? 'JACK!' he thought and quickly got out of bed. He glanced at himself in the mirror as he went past, his blonde hair was a mess and his eyes were longing for sleep. No time to worry about his appearance, he had to see if Jack was alright. He was about to make his way downstairs when he heard voices. Unless Jack was talking to herself somebody else was in the house. He crouched behind the banister trying to understand what they were saying.

'..cking idiot! I told you to watch where you were going!' whispered a man with an accent Alex couldn't quite figure out.

'Sorry! The woman kicked me on my face when I was trying to tie her legs and I hit the shelves', a second man whispered. He sounded younger than the first man, with the same strange accent. 'It wasn't my fa…-'

'Shut up! You talk too much.' the first man whispered harshly. 'Finish tying her legs up and inject the anaesthetic into her. We need to get out of here soon'.

'Is there anyone else in the house?' asked the young man.

'A fifteen year old boy. He must be asleep, that's if your foolishness didn't wake him up. Don't worry, I'll deal with him while you're putting her in the van.'

Alex tried not to panic. He assessed the situation: two men were trying to kidnap Jack for some unknown reason. The younger of the two wasn't so smart- he stored that information away for future use. He had to act quickly, or else they would take Jack away and he had no idea where they were headed. He heard a squeal which he assumed came from Jack. She must have been injected. Alex had an idea.

He made his way quietly to his room and scanned around for something heavy. His eyes passed his Xbox, but he wasn't going the throw that out the window. After a few seconds his eyes settled on his lamp. It was made out of glass. 'Perfect' he thought. He unplugged it and ran to the window. It was already open as he was feeling hot earlier that night. He listened to see if anybody was coming upstairs, and once he was sure nobody was there, he dropped the lamp. There was a loud shattering sound as it hit the concrete outside. He was sure some of the neighbours were woken up.

He ran back to the stairs, and heard the men whispering loudly. He couldn't make out what they were saying but he knew they heard the sound. Alex ducked behind the banister once more, and as if on cue he saw two shadows run out the front door which had been left open. He wasted no time hesitating, he ran down four stairs at a time and came to a halt at the bottom. Looking outside he could see the two men searching for the source of the crash, and shut the door before they could get back in. He ran towards the living room and buckled over one of his school shoes.

Jack was lying awkwardly on the sofa, her hands and legs tied, and her mouth taped up. 'How original' he thought. She was asleep. Alex was able to relax a little, knowing that the men were outside. He was about to untie Jack when he heard someone chuckling at the back of the room. A shiver went down his spine and he turned around slowly. He couldn't quite make out the person, but he caught a glimpse of a shiny object in his right hand. A knife.

Alex froze. He should have realised that they wouldn't have left Jack here on her own. He swore inwardly and tried to calm himself. The figure at the back of the living room just stood there staring at him, probably deciding on which method of killing Alex would be best. Alex was about to move when he felt a sharp pain in his side. He turned around, and standing there watching him with a glistening red knife in his hands was a man who looked to be around 25. His long black hair hanging in front of his face and his green eyes looking at Alex with a mixture of curiosity and madness. Alex was in shock- then the pain hit him. It was overwhelming. He held his hand over the wound as if to stop the bleeding but it kept coming. His cheek was stinging, and he realised he had been cut there too. He fell to his knees and cradled his wound.

'Sorry about that boy, my hand slipped', the black haired man mused. 'Seeing as you're already hurt, it would be a waste to let you bleed to death don't you think? '

Alex couldn't speak even if he wanted to. He was badly injured and wanted the pain to stop. He was losing a lot of blood and he knew that sooner or later he would pass out. Hopefully it would be sooner.

'I think it's about time I ended your life boy. It's a shame really, such a handsome young man you are' the man slid the knife across his neck, and Alex felt himself shiver. 'Perhaps if we met somewhere else…-'

'That's enough Dimitri', the dark figure at the back of the room made his way towards them. Alex knew that voice from somewhere.

'Aww, you're no fun', Dimitri said pouting.

'Leave the boy alone, I'll deal with him', the figure stooped down until he was eye level with Alex. 'It's been a while, hasn't it, Alex?'

A wave of recognition hit Alex like a bullet. He felt sick. No longer able to keep his eyes open, he took one last look at the face before unconsciousness gratefully washed over him.

It was Yassen.

Note to whoever read this: THANK YOU SO MUCH! If even one person reads this it will make my day . As I said I'm not the greatest writer, I'm better at Maths/Science, but I try! o-o"

What do you guys think about the story? Should I continue? :s If you guys enjoy the story then I'll write more! I have a GCSE Chemistry exam tomorrow and a Physics exam on Friday, but if anyone wants I'll write more. Again, thank you for reading this :^)