A/N: Ok so I got lots of good reviews for this story so I only hope I don't screw it up now.
Disclaimer: Hmmm…Nope I'm not British or male…so I don't own.
ALEX'S P.O.V
I walked down stares without making any noise. I heard wolf and K-unit in the kitchen talking and laughing. I honestly didn't know why I was going through this plan. I guess it was because I was too afraid of what might happen if I was alone for too long.
Taking a beep breath I walked in to the kitchen. It was a typical kitchen I guess with a honey stained wood cupboards and dark granite counter tops; there was a table where the four men sat. The one I don't know I think is Ben's replacement…or proof that Wolf can actually have other friends. I was stranded with beer cans and snacks. They were playing poker, blackjack to the looks of it. I opened up a few cupboards till I found the glass, taking one down I strolled over and got some water from the tap. Somehow the idiots didn't notice me. Leaning agents the island, I decided to listen in on their conversation.
"-Vick was like who the 'hell would shoot the prime minister? Do they have a death wish?' when we were on a filled excursive for the last leg of our training." Eagle laughed. While Snake looked got red, so his real name is Vick….
"Hey it wasn't normal for me to see people parachuting in through the skyline yet." Vick or Snake tried to defend.
It struck me that they were talking about my first mission. That should be classified. They shouldn't be talking about that.
"Really you were there? What else do you guys have the dirt on?" The new guy said. They were gossiping like little school girls. It reminded me of how people would whisper about me when I still went there, befor-'don't think about that. You don't want to start again.' I thought to myself.
The three older (well not older…they same to be about the same age) with a smile, "There is this rumor that there is a spy for MI6 that has a 100 percent success rate on every mission he has been on, and that he has done everything." Eagle said in a eary tone just to bug people. "No one knows his true name but his code name is Kid, because supposedly he can get away with looking eighteen."
No his wrong. I'm the only agent with a 100 percent success rate at MI6 and there is no such person named…Bloody hell I'm going to kill blunt. I baled my fist angrily. They did have to write up official paperwork and they codenamed me Kid and hid the truth about me. thoughs Basters are so dead when I get my hands on them.
"Even, you're joking right?" they guy laughed. "If so what has he done?"
"Apparently Daniel, his done a lot," Eagle or Even said. "Such as went swimming with a great white shark and killing it while scuba diving."
"And surfed the cribber while being chased by Triads." Wolf added.
"Or kite surfing from Flamingo Bay to Barbados." Snake pitched in.
"How about the time when he killed someone with a magnet?" Wolf laughed.
They went on to talk a bit more of my missions. It really made me angry that they knew that much. I couldn't help myself to smile. I pushed my other plans aside for a new one.
"You forgot how I jumped out of a fifteen story building because I was curious, swam with a Portages man of war, hijacked a privet plane and almost got run over by it after I parachuted from it, took a construction Crain for a joy ride, found out I had a clone and that fourteen other boys did too, went riding down a mountain on an ironing board while being shot at, Wolf saw that one, and blew up a helicopter with a snowmobile. Saved Wimbledon, skateboarded off a dock to make a boat to save a CIA agents life, got saves by a killer white, almost crushed to death by a grinding crushers, almost got adopted by a crazy Russian madman, saved nuclear submarines from blowing up, and then watch the man who wanted to adopt me kill himself." I said with a smirk. They had all jumped when I started talking and their eyes were big and doe like. "And that's only my first three missions."
"Cub?" Came Snake and Eagles response. "What are you doing here?" Snake asked.
"That's one of the names I have been called during my life." I said with a shrug. "And I came down for a glass of water." I held up my nearly empty glass and swished the water around a bit showing them. "Wolf did basically tell me to fend for myself."
Snake glared at Wolf "Wolf. That is no way to treat a child." He yelled. He's parent type of the group I noted. The person who would worry about the others no matter what.
"Actually Snake, he's better then Jones. I'm pretty shore Blunt wanted me to stay with her to keep me under there nail." I think I would have killed myself then. I mean I've been close to it before. I shook that thought out of my head. 'No I can't think like that. I have to keep my head clear of that stuff.'
"You know kid, you have a good imagination," The new guy Daniel laughed. "But this conversation if for grownups."
My eye twitched a bit when he said that. "Age tells you nothing but the years you servied, Experience tells you how you've spent thoughs years, If your experience out dues your age, you really can only be called a sureten thing by what the law tells you at what age you're an Adult or when your still just a child. A little frat boy at Cambridge is more of a child in his blind innocent then I."
"Cub, what are you talking about?" Wolf asked speaking for the first time in a while. "You sound like a harden solider."
"I just said I was a spy didn't I. Or was my hint of missions to subtle?" I asked my tone was shallow and emotionless. I had slipped back into a me I was trying to hide. One how on an accusation cut himself or didn't take his meds. It was a dark me. "And if you don't want me butting into the conversation, don't talk about me. I don't take well to gossiping school prats."
I was gripping the glass in my hand tightly now. I didn't know I had it in my hand when I went upstairs stalking to my room. (I so wanted to ended it here)
~X~
~ 3rd person (in the kitchen)~
The room was quiet after the teen left. The four men sat drowning in their own thought, till Dingo the newest member of K-unit spoke. He was a tall man with salt and pepper hair and twinkling gray eyes that have yet to see much carnage on the battle front. He was the straight forward guy. He really didn't belong in his unit but tried the best he could too. He knew that he was just Fox's replacement, a placeholder till someone better comes along. "What the devil did he mean by that? Who was he and why does he know your code names?"
The three veterans looked at each other. "That was the kid who trained with us at the beginning of the year. He's changed a lot though." Wolf said.
"His eyes. They remind me of that of veteran who spoke to us once. His eyes looked the same way cubs did, a week later he turned up dead. Suicide." Eagle said with fear almost.
"But Cubs a kid." Snake said. "He shouldn't have through eyes. I mean what the worst he's seen? Someone get mugged? A accident? How could he have those eyes?"
"Unless he's really a agent." Eagle said being serious for once. "A lot of what he said he did on though missions lined up well with the stories of the Kid. He even talked about the head and deputy head of MI6 personally as if he knew them."
"So I may have a crazy teenage spy on my hands?" Grunted Wolf, "That's grate, and I still don't know what his real name is. We accomplished so much with that little chat." Wolf didn't want to be bothered by this, He nearly nothing on the kid or even how long he would be staying with him. "Well except that If he went to Brecon Beacons he outa be about sixteen."
After a bit the conversation turned else whereas the men would rather deal with simple topics such as Eagle's new girlfriend and the upcoming Manchester United and Chelsea game. They didn't think about the teenage boy that was upstairs looking very intently at his hand. As long streams of brilliant red trickled from a cut on the palm of his hand, from when he broke the glass cup he had been holding.
Alex Rider felt alive feeling the pain, and enjoyed every bit of it.
A/N: Ok how was that? I'm going to admit I am a very crazy person now and my A.D.H.D keeps me from being sad or depress so I'm not very good at writing those seens but I will. And what do you guys think of me changing the Point of View? Should I stop? Add more Characters Point of Views? Let me know.
Love and Destruction,
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