It really did not surprise Alex when he was called to the Royal and General Bank, after all, his house had been blown up, again. Frankly at this point, he was just really annoyed. It was the 4th assassination attempt just this week, and all of them were shockingly incompetent as the major players were too cautious to attempt an assassination anytime soon, which left the small fish, who were all scraping the bottom of the barrel for a chance at revenge. When he finally reached the office of , he slipped in quietly, sat down, took a peppermint, and just stared at .
She stared back, eyes blank and unflinching. "Because of the recent assassination attempts, I have decided to send you to Brecon Breacon. Hopefully this will stop the assassination attempts." She carefully unwrapped a fresh peppermint..
Alex nodded, stood up, and slipped out the door again. His relationship with Tulip was much better than his relationship with Blunt, and in time that had passed, he had stopped rebelling, instead becoming a professional and detached agent. Tulip no longer forced him to accept missions that he did not want to go on, and Alex was content with his life. He had been born and raised to be a spy, and now that he had more freedom than before, he found that he actually enjoyed his work when the fate of the world was not resting on his shoulders. His last thought before stepping into the humid air of London was- When he gets back, Fox is certainly going to get a kick out of this
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At the Sargent's Office~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"At ease" the Sargent barked out at K-unit. "MI6 is sending their best agent here on an indefinite stay. He will train, live, and participate in all activities with you. He should be arriving sometime today, and I expect all of you to conduct ourselves professionally."
"Why is he being sent here, sir?" Wolf dared to ask.
The Sargent smiled, all teeth and cold amusement. "It seems that people keep trying to assassinate him and MI6 is tired of buildings being blown up. They are hoping that the location of this camp will deter any further attempts."
K unit saluted. Before they could be dismissed, a knock resounded in the office. "Come in!" The Sargent yelled. The door opened and a young man opened the door. The brunet appeared to be college aged, with cold brown eyes and a lithe figure. He stepped into the office, movements fluid and graceful in a way that hinted of danger.
The Sargent nodded in welcome. "You will be staying with K unit, one of our best units. Enjoy your stay. Dismissed."
AN: Hi everyone! This is the first chapter of my newly revamped fanfic.