I walked away from the scene of the flipped table, and walked over to Blunt.
"I'll draw out a plan, then." I said, before scampering away.
He mumbled something incoherently, and I walked right into Mrs. Blunt, who had her Taser out and everything.
Sadly, I was Tased right then and there.
"SON OF A BITCH, THAT HURTS!"I screamed before I could help it.
And then lost consciousness.
Saying that seeing Mrs. Blunt Taze my best friend pissed me off was like saying that Adam Lambert was a decent singer. I was mad as hell and I let her know it pinning her to the wall and hitting a pressure point in her shoulder. She immediately started screaming. I smirked at her before pressing a little harder and making her lose consciousness. I let her crumple to the floor and walk over to an unconscious Nira. Grabbing her wrists I drag her back to the hospital. The first room I found happened to be he room where Alex was currently. Walking over the bed I calmly pushed him out of the bed and onto the floor, and dragged Nira into his place. I go back to the chair where I had previously been sitting, and resumed my game of mental chess.
When I came to, I saw that Quinn was doing her evil finger thing.
"How long was I out?" I asked her.
"Shh..."
"Dammit..." I mumbled, before throwing off the sheets, and putting on my black bunny slippers with X's as eyes. Cause I'm that kind of bad-ass.
Pulling the sheet that separated Alex and I away, I found myself face to face with a naked teenage boy, who had not given any indication that he was dressing.
I immediately went invisible, almost unthinkingly.
I stood stock-still, and couldn't have moved if my life depended on it.
I only moved because Quinn came out of her chess game victorious, and saw me standing there, as though paralyzed.
You okay in there, Nira? She asked in my head.
I just saw Alex Rider naked. I thought back.
"Oh." she said out loud, before dragging me away, soundless.
"No words. Just- no words." she said. For once, I fully agreed with her.
Apparently Blunt had left because as Nira and I left the hospital wing to head back to Blunt's apartment we didn't see him. We probably should be nicer to Blunt considering that he let us stay with him. On the other hand, we know so much that letting us stay on our own was out of the question in blunts mind, though Nira has been trying to get us our own place through negotiating the remodeling of one of the conference rooms. She tells me she was successful. But where I live is not of the most importance to me. Blunt had retired from the main branch of MI6 and now runs an ultra top secret branch, that deals with people like Nira and I. We are currently the only two people in this branch, mostly because we are the only two people with powers. The branch is called PWP, or people with powers, and is very secret not even the government knows about it. Blunt uses this branch to go on missions that are two dangerous to send most people on. Nira and I are not exactly normal people. I have the power of telepathy; I can talk to people through their minds and they can talk back, if I let them. I can also simply see what they are thinking or get info from them by saying a simple key word and see what comes up. It's like eavesdropping through their brain. Nira can turn invisible and create force fields; she is also a really good healer. I am also suspecting that she may be developing super strength with all the table-flipping of late.
Once we go to our room (in it there are two beds, two desks, two lamps, and pretty much every musical instrument known to mankind), I immediately grab a guitar and start strumming a couple cords quietly just to give my hands something to do.
"So what do you think of Alex?" I ask Nira.
"Well, I think Alex is gay." I said.
"Why, what, and how?" asked Quinn.
"Well, mainly because he does feel socially awkward, and he has that vibe to him."
"A vibe?"
"Yes, Quinn, a vibe. Can't you tell?"
"Are you developing telepathy?"
We both burst out laughing.
"Aw Hell Naw!" we both said in synchronization.
"Yeah, I get what you're saying, though I suspect that he hasn't discovered it until recently." I say after we finally finish laughing. "But when we were going through those files about him it said that he was inactive and in America. Want do you think he is doing back here? And the file said nothing about him only being 16."
"Well, you know Blunt. He's always secretive, even if the situation doesn't call for it. And, as for the incomplete files, it says he was 15, and they were updated the last time he went on a mission. He was in America for a year, right? So that means he was 16 a few weeks ago, at least. Also, I think he might have had some accident. Not like that, but like, the mansion he was staying at burned down, and the people inside died." I finished.
"I think you might be right..." trailed off Quinn.
After a pause on my part I continued "When I was in his thoughts earlier, while he was unconscious, he was having a dream about some girl. They were in a mansion and having an argument. The next thing I saw was him standing outside watching the mansion burn alone. Do you think that maybe that girl was his girlfriend and he got mad at her for something?" Suddenly I gasped and cursed myself for being so stupid.
"Mate! Do you think he could be like us? I mean what if after the argument he was really mad and accidently started a fire that could be his power: starting fires. Maybe that's why he feels so guilty. He thinks he killed her." Nira looked at me with a look that I knew was her serious look and said, "Quinn, if that's the case then that could be why Blunt brought him here." Suddenly she smiled and said "Hmmm, it looks like we could have a new play thing."
I walked up the stairs of the secret music room, and hurried over to the MI6 HQ.
"Ladies, meet your new teammate, Alex Rider." said Blunt.
"I KNEW IT! WE HAVE A NEW PLAYTHING! Also, Blunt, I know we've been gone for maybe an hour, but is the conference room turned bedroom ready yet?" I asked in a big rush.
"Yes, yes, go check it out. It's fitted to your instructions exactly. And take Alex with you." he said, sighing.
"Yay!" I squealed, and then gave Blunt a hug.
Being as annoying as he may be, he was the only father figure I had in my life, as I had my powers really early on in life, and he took me in as his sort-of daughter.
"Come on, Alex! Dammit, run faster!" I shouted at him, dragging him along the hallway to the conference room, Quinn falling behind.
"Oh, and girls, I have something to tell you." said Mrs. Blunt, coming around a corner.
"Okay! Come with us!" I dropped Alex's hand, and grabbed Mrs. Blunt's.
As I neared the conference room, I dropped her hand as well, and burst through the doors.
I found the room exactly how I had imagined it.
"We even have a disco ball and strobe lights!" I squealed, and started to jump up and down like I do when I'm excited.
When Mrs. Blunt, Alex, and Quinn caught up, they were all panting, and Mrs. Blunt recovered quickly, as she had something to say.
"You are all going to public school, starting tomorrow." she announced.
"What." said Quinn.
"School. Did you just say school? I do not do school. Do you not remember what happened the last time I went to school?" I ask hurriedly. I am truly freaked out. I just did not do school schedules, teachers assignments, tests. All that just didn't work for me. Not to mention all the people who would be there to. This seemed to be the point that Nira was most worried about.
"Yes, Quinn, I do remember what happened the last time you were in public school. It was in all the newspapers, 4 casualties, if I remember right." Blunt said calmly. Nira on the other hand was freaking out.
"Public school. Public. School. All the people. Nooooo! And the fact that it is public. That is just not ok. It's official. We. Are. Going. To. Die." She emphasized this point by yelling it all while running around in circles and waving her arms. I look at blunt and say plainly, "I couldn't have said it any better."
I was freaking out.
Alex, however, was perfectly calm. "Guys, it's just public school. What's the big deal?"
We both responded in unison. "What's the big deal? It's PUBLIC SCHOOL!"
"The last time I went to public school, I blew up the science lab and got four people killed." said Quinn.
"I had an anxiety attack and got arrested on 4 assault charges, 1 attempted murder charge, and 15 murder charges."
"How the hell did you manage that?" asked Alex.
"I use my powers uncontrollably when I'm nervous, excited, angry, or frustrated. It caused quite a panic." I stated, and then flinched.
"Painful memories." I muttered, rubbing my neck.
"Well, tomorrow, you're all going to Brookland. Yes, Alex, your old school. And I want you to keep an eye on those two. They're inseparable, and it won't go down well with the teachers." said Blunt.
"Is that all? Well, then, Blunt, let's go to dinner." said Mrs. Blunt.
We were both too shocked to jump up and shout "I told you so."
That's how bad it hit us.
The next morning, after a violent encounter with the alarm clock, Nira and I threw on some clothes. Nira wore a pair of black pants with a well worn grey Batman shirt, and for shoes, she had on a pair of her signature boots. I wore dark wash jeans a dark blue t-shirt that I liked and my favorite leather jacket. For shoes I just grew on the same pair of ratty tennis shoes that I had had for the last year. Once we were ready we grabbed the bags that Mrs. Blunt had presented us with last night, and headed down for breakfast. We found Mr. and Mrs. Blunt in the room we used for breakfast, with Alex.
"You guys know that Brookland has uniforms right? Since you are girls you have to wear skirts." Alex said grabbing a muffin.
"You try getting us in to skirts and see how that works for you." Nira says grabbing the muffin from his hand.
"I guarantee you will lose at least one finger." I added stealing her recently stolen muffin, and taking a bite while looking at him. He considers and shrugged, reaching for another muffin. Nira would not have this though, I stealing her food was one thing, that was a running joke, but Alex was simply not allowed to eat a muffin before her. She grabbed his latest muffin and shoved the whole thing in her mouth before he could say anything.
"HA! I AM THE WINNER! YOU ARE THE LOSER HAHAHA!" she sang with her mouth still full of muffin. I glance at the time and grab her arm and say "Come on winner, or we're going to be late." I grab an orange and my keys and head out the door, still dragging a very happy Nira.
Alex follows and when we reach the garage he looks at the SUV and starts towards it.
"No no no, buddy. We are taking MY car." I saw with an evil glint in my eye. I walk over to an access panel and plug in a code. A wall slides open silently to reveal my baby, a dark blue Aston Martin with sparkling wheels. I loved this car more than life itself. I loved this car so much that I actually bought it so that it could never be taken away from me. Smiling I turned around and saw Alex staring at the with his mouth hanging open, and Nira yelling shotgun
"If you drool on my car I'll murderer you." I whispered in his ear and got in.
Riding to school, cruising in a blue Aston Martin, top of the line, in style.
Not to mention the fact that there was a certain 16-year-old spy in the non-existent backseat that was watching our bags for us.
Yup, life was sweet right then.
We pulled into the parking lot, the rest of the students already jealous of us.
Although, the car was probably not the only cause of the chatter.
"They're not even in uniform."
"Her hair's a mess!"
"She's not even wearing any makeup!"
"Dude-they're more women then girls."
"Hot!"
"Spicy!"
"Fancy a ride?" several of the guys jeered at this, as my incredibly long legs stretched out of the car.
"Well, I would, but unfortunately, I like to go fast, not slow." I said, throwing it back in his face. "I'd hate to wait for you to catch up."
A chorus of 'oh's sounded throughout the crowd.
Alex got out of the car, and handed me my bag, as well as Quinn's.
"Thanks, Alex. Now where the fuck is the entrance?" I said, absentmindedly picking a general direction and strolling towards it.
Quinn joined me in a few seconds, and we struck up a conversation concerning the guys we had seen so far.
We entered the front entrance, and saw the desk administration. Or whatever it was.
"We're new." I stated to the secretary.
"I see." she said, her judgment already made up about us.
"You'll need these." she handed us two sets of uniforms.
I saw on top of it was a skirt.
"You're going to lose a finger if you try to get me in this thing." said Quinn.
Unknowingly, the secretary had pressed the intercom button, and we were broadcasting to the entire school.
"Well, I'm sorry dear, but you'll have to wear the school uniform, complete with skirt," she stressed, "to be able to attend your classes today, and every day following it."
Quinn was about to say something, but I stopped her.
"AW HELL NAW!" I shouted, and little did I realize it had become a legend.
I flung the clothes in her face, and raced out before the security men could catch me.
Already, it was one hell of a day.
