A/N: I don't own Alex Rider. 'cause than Jack would end up with Yessen.
Nile
I remember the first time I was brought to Malogasto. It was so different from anything I had ever seen before.
The island, obviously beautiful. Just hiding what lay behind the glass. Still I loved every minute of the time I spent there.
Of course, there was blood and sweat but not a single tear of sadness dropped. All I felt in its place was the grim joy of success. The beauty of it all still astounds me, like a perfectly cut suit.
My first kill was emotionless. Slowly the art of killing started seeping into my style. The light heartedness of killing as an art, I had perfected. This was professional not personal.
That was how I lived my life the moment I graduated. However, I still am disappointed in coming second. Nothing was personal. I only cared for myself until I saw him.
Alex John Rider in all his awesome glory. Shivering in the Venice cold only wearing the slave outfit. I felt something I hadn't in a long time- love.
Love, the need to care and protect him. My heart shattered as I had to drown him in Venice. Only to meet him again as I bombed the Plant.
I loved pouring him with gifts. Like the power showers he so loved. The smile as he tried so thank me.
When he went out for his first kill I couldn't have been prouder of him. Then he crushed me. he nearly shook the love I had felt right out.
Suddenly everything was back. Back to the way it was meant to be. Professional not personal.
Alex if your reading out there all I want to say is this. I loved. I don't know if it was sibling love or something more. I wanted to see you succeed. For you to never find out of the weakness that still burns me.
Nor did I want you believe I died. Least of all not by your hands. You've been through more than I can imagine.
It is your love that made you strong. That and your hope for a better tomorrow.
Your and only your forever,
Nile
A/N: Please give me your opinion. I did this in about twenty minutes during English when we were supposed to be working on our essay mindmaps. I don't know if it is a slash or not. This idea kind of hit me. Thanks for reading.