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It was in the middle of seventh period when Alex noticed the silence from outside. There were usually some kinds of noises in the atmosphere, either the birds singing, the wind whistling through the trees, or the distant sound of laughter from the playground across the street. But, now there was none. Complete. Total. Silence.

Alex was on raw nerves now. He couldn't stand that something was wrong. The birds knew it, the wind knew it, even he knew it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The silence was so indescribable that Alex felt like he could hear the clock tick every second that went by. He felt like everything went into slow motion. Everything.

Sweat was pouring down Alex's face. He could see every water droplet drop on his desk.

But what broke the silence was something that Alex didn't want to hear ever again. The rapid fire of a Glock 18C going off in the hallway. Alex listened closely for any sound of a body getting shot, but he didn't hear one. So he assumed that the freaks were shooting a warning shot.

"Everybody get down!" shouted Alex. Even the teacher got beneath his desk. Alex crawled to the window to see where the men were. He noticed that there were two men heading to the pair of double doors that was located about seven classrooms up from where he was at the moment.

"Lo Danni!"(1) he cursed in Italian. He then crawled to the hard wooden door that was one of two of the only ways of getting in the classroom. (Not including busting down walls.)

There is a small window on the door, so, Alex slowly stood up to peer out of the classroom.

About five feet away, a man was holding a Glock 18C and looking around the hallway. Luckily, the man had his back to Alex, so he hadn't been spotted yet.

Over the intercom, a man's raspy voice came on.

"Attention everyone!" the man said. His voice did not give any emotion for Alex to examine his options. "Attention everyone." He repeated again. "I do not, I repeat, I do not want to hurt anyone," Yeah right, Alex thought to himself, "but all I want is for little Alex Rider to step into the hallway. Then I'll let everyone go. Did you catch that Rider?"

His whole class stared at him. Even the teacher did so.

"Why do they want you Alex?" asked James. He was a blond like Alex, but he had deep green eyes and was about four inches shorter than Alex.

"I guess my school file was left on top of the principle's desk so they decided to pick me." The intercom blared to life again before anyone could second guess Alex's reply.

"Mr. Rider, we're waiting," Alex started to turn to leave, but a hand pulled him back for a second.

"Good luck, mate," replied Tom while patting him on the back.

"Thanks Tom." Tom nodded his head while Alex took the last few steps to the door. He opened it up, slid threw the small crack that he made for himself and closed the door behind him. His heart was pounding in his ears and his adrenaline was spiking. He was readying himself for anything and everything.

"Ah, there you are Alex! I'm so glad you could join us. But, it's so sad that you won't be with us for long." The man that was over the intercom was now facing Alex. About a foot away, the intercom system was on the hallway floor. The man was all in black leather with black leather gloves and his hair was a dark gray color. He was in his fifties and he had electric green eyes. He was a good fifteen feet away from Alex.

"Good bye, Alex Rider." The man pointed the gun at Alex. Alex knew he couldn't out run a bullet, so instead he figured his only chance at survival is to run at the man. So, that's exactly what Alex did. He ran at the man. When the man was about the pull the trigger, Alex slid on the slick hallway floor just like he was sliding into a base during a game of baseball. Instead of keeping his legs straight, he reared up with his left leg to sweep the man off his feet.

When this happened, the gun went flying. Alex was the first to react, so he went diving for the gun. The man was a tad bit dazed, but once he realized what Alex was going, the man went diving after him. The man grabbed Alex's feet, but for his efforts ended with a hard kick in the face. The pain and sudden reaction was all it took for the man to let go of Alex's feet.

Alex grabbed the gun and quickly got to his feet. Three men were sprinting his way. Alex, even though he didn't want to do it, pulled the trigger three times, each bullet hitting their target effortlessly in the chest. Alex then went over to the other man and pointed the barrel of the gun to the man's head. Alex didn't hear silent footsteps behind him from a fourth man, but he did hear the safety click off. Alex held his spot, not letting his guard down, or moving from his position so the man couldn't shoot Alex without Alex shooting his boss. Suddenly, both sets of double doors on either side of the hallway were wrenched open. Men and women barged in with guns in the shooting position. They pointed their handguns at Alex, the man that Alex was pointing a gun at on the floor and the man that was pointing a gun at Alex.

"Drop your weapons!" shouted the woman from the upper set of double doors. The man dropped his weapon and the gun made a loud crash to the ground. He then slowly raised his hands into the air.

"Rider, that was directed for you to stand down too!" she ordered. Alex slowly withdrew the gun so the barrel was pointed at the ground. He switched the safety back on so if he dropped it and it hit something it wouldn't go off accidentally.

One of the men from the southern doors brought handcuffs for the man of the ground. The woman approached Alex with her hand out. Alex handed her the gun. She then put it into her thigh holster.

"You did a good job, you know?" she said while putting her hand around his shoulder trying to comfort the boy. They started to walk back to the upper set of double doors. Four men took the two assassins while everyone else went door to door clearing everyone and explaining the situation. Finally ,Alex replied after taking everything in that was happening around him.

"I know."


(1)By the way, I don't know ANY Italian so I'm sorry if that doesn't mean what it's supposed to mean.