AN: Hi everyone FYI this story is actually adopted from Mortifieum and Pokes. It is of course 'Cub, Fox, K-Unit and the Navy SEALS'. Third time lucky, stick with me as I switch it to third person ( my preferred writing style) and play catch up.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, not even the plot right now... All other peoples genius at work.


The footsteps echoed from outside the confines of the stone walls. The whispering, incoherent, to the ragged blonde haired figure. Huddled in the corner furthest to the door, vivid flash backs infiltrated the youth's weakened mind. All former barriers that had held him stable through the trauma began to fall. Flooding the prisioners' mind with mental as well as the pre-established physical pain.

Angry desperation made one of the whispers louder than the rest. It was loud enough to be heard from inside the cell. Loud enough to be distinguished by the teenager. There was a familiarity to it for the boy. He knew that voice. He tried to pin point it, but he knew that there were too many voices burned into his mind. Voices of torturers, friends, allies, enemies and captors scared his memories painfully, and ability to analyze them all. Alex Rider passed out, still wondering if the voice was here to help.