Caught in the Act

ALEX RIDER IS DEAD. SOON AFTER HIS FUNERAL, A YOUNG RECRUIT ARRIVES AT THE SAS TRAINING CAMP AND TRAINS WITH THE SOLDIERS. HE IS A SPY FOR THE MI6, BUT LIVES AT BRECON BEACONS WHEN NOT ON MISSIONS. K-UNIT IS CURRENTLY ON AN ASSIGNMENT BEING BACK-UP FOR FOX (BEN DANIELS). WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY COME BACK AND SEE ANOTHER PERSON'S LIFE BEING RUINED BY MI6?

Chapter 1: REMEMBERING CUB

SAS Training camp

"Jaguar! Get your lazy but over here! I don't care if the sergeant wanted to talk to you! You're going to be late!" Screamed Heron, C-Unit's leader, with a grin on his face.

"Stop the screaming, Heron! I'm right here. I've been here for about 4 minutes waiting to see when you'd notice!"

Heron whirled around at the sound of a voice behind him. "Wha-Wher-?" he sputtered.

"Right here," Jaguar responded, stepping out of the shadows of the trees with a smirk on his face. "Haven't you learned by now that I can sneak around after 2 years of me being in your unit?"

"I have learned, but that doesn't mean I can't get startled every time you use your reappearing act," Heron replied with a rueful smile on his face. "One of these days I might just have to sneak up on you and see how you like it."

"Good luck with that, Heron," a new voice called out. "Remember the last 7 times you tried that? You didn't get within 15 feet of Jag before he noticed you!"

"Shut up, Coyote," Heron replied good-naturedly to the team's medic.

"Hello? C-Unit? Anyone home? Anyone caring that we're going to be late for combat training?" Racoon, the team jokester called out. "Heron? It's not usually like you to not be forcing your unit to be there early."

Heron just responded with a glare, fully knowing that Raccoon knew about him trying to get the unit moving, but having to wait for Jaguar.

"I'll settle this in combat training, Raccoon. You versus me. Let's see if you're still so anxious to get to combat training," Heron kept his face deadpanned, but everyone knew this was revenge.

Raccoon visibly shrank back from Heron and proceeded to run all the way to combat training.

First up was Jag and Possum, the last member of the unit. Heron studied Jag as the two battled it out and thought about how much he reminded him of Cub, an under-aged agent who had trained with K-unit a few years back. The looks were totally different, though. Jag had dark brown hair and green eyes, while Cub had had blonde hair and blue eyes. Also, Jag was less of an empty shell than Cub had been, but Cub had been really young and amazing at hand-to-hand combat, same as Jag. Of course, Jag wasn't under-aged, as he was 22 years old, but he was still young and relatively new to the business. Still, he and Cub's fighting techniques were very similar.

Heron didn't realize that he had spoken this out loud until Coyote responded.

"Yes. I've been thinking the same thing. Maybe he and Cub were taught by the same instructor?"

"Whose Cub?"

This time Coyote spun around in surprise. "Jag! Seriously! You really need to stop sneaking up on people like that."

"Make me," was Jag's only retort. "Anyways, whose this Cub character?"

"Cub was a 14 year old who got recruited into the MI6. All of his family had been killed-mainly due to their large involvement in the MI6, and the heads thought it would be a good idea to send him to finish the mission that got his uncle killed. Cub didn't want to do it. He was a reluctant spy." Possum replied with a note of sadness in his voice.

"Then why was he a spy if he didn't want to be? Unless…."

"Yup. They blackmailed him. He was their secret weapon. He was amazing at what he did, and even became their top agent. #1 at the age of 14, almost 15. He had a success rating of 100% until the very day he died at the age of 15. He never lived to see his 16th birthday. He was shot while on a mission with Fox, one of K-unit's members. The two of them had been a great team. After being on one mission together, the heads saw how good the two of them worked together, and paired them up on almost every mission. Fox might deny this, but Cub is the reason that he became MI6's second best agent. Spying was in Cub's blood and he had an amazing sense of adaption. Put him in any scenario and throw a million obstacles at him, and he'll come out on top, with no one questioning who he is-even if he was undercover. After his guardian died on Cub's 8th mission, he was sent to live at a friend's house in America. That didn't last for long, though as the friend's entire family was killed. After that incident, he came and lived here, with K-unit. I don't think I've ever seen a closer relationship between soldiers in a unit. Wolf nearly blew his top when he heard Cub's life story and about getting black-mailed and everything else. Anyways, that was 2 years ago. He's dead, and MI6 has yet to feel any remorse." Heron finished the story.

"You forgot to mention something!" Raccoon butted in. "K-unit finished running back up for Fox, and are returning to England. They'll be here tomorrow for the first time since Cub died!"

Jag looked at him with a smile plastered on his face. On the inside, though, he was freaking out. 'Shoot!' he thought. 'They'll take one look at me and realize who I really am. And then they'll tell everyone whose trust I've finally gained that I've been lying to them for 2 whole years!'