Disclaimer: Alpha force, and all its rights, belongs to Chris Ryan. I do own my story line, and the "System overload" part of the title is mine as well.

Yeah, um, sorry that this story took so long to update; I know I said I'd try and do it in a day, and honestly, I probably could have done, but I've had a year of evil teachers, and then me being the idiot I am, I lost the file for like five months, and couldn't write anything, and then been suffering from writers block, so all I can say is please, please don't hate me, please! It's up at least.

Random Fact#2: An eagle would not be able to watch a television, as their eyesight is different from ours, and unlike ours, doesn't form a certain picture in their brains. This is used so that they can see prey down far below. If they watched television, they would just see a dot moving across the screen very quickly.

They sat on the plane, Alex mentally still yelling at himself for letting his dad come with them. He had got a middle seat, and so on the aisle side, he had his father, who was reading a book, and on the window side, he had Paulo sleeping, snoring as usual. It was a pretty cheap, economy seat, so he had practically no room to move, but he could turn around at least. He turned to the seat behind him, where the other three were sitting. Hex was sitting in the middle of that row, and he looked ready to kill, with the two girls talking over him.

The stewardess had made him turn off his palmtop, and had told him that he couldn't use it on the plane, due to some sort of standard safety regulations, and even Alex's father had laughed at the look on Hex's face when she threatened to take it away if he didn't turn it off now.

"Ugh, how much longer?" asked Hex, obviously aiming it at Alex.

"Half an hour or so," Alex shrugged. "We should land at Humberside airport at 12:32,"

"Ugh," Hex repeated. It was probably the whole, getting up at 05.00, Hex wasn't a morning person, Alex had discovered when he tried to wake him up.

"You watch the film?" asked Alex. He had slept through the time the film went on, which was a shame as it may have passed the time.

"It was a Hilary Duff thing," said Hex, explaining it all in that sentence.

"Oh, I thought they said it was an action film,"

"Nope, that's apparently been cancelled." Sighed Hex.

"Hey, the film was pretty good." Said Amber, joining in with the conversation.

"It was awful," Li said, "Not one action scene,"

"Yes, I guess," said Amber, sitting back and taking out a book. Li sat forwards, however, and joined in with Amber and Hex.

"So, only half an hour more to survive through," smiled Li,

"Ugh," Hex replied with his favourite saying of the day.

"Mm, eloquent," Li laughed. Alex nodded,

"It's been that, or, 'I need my palmtop' all day." Alex smiled. Hex grinned, and said,

"UGH!" even louder than before,

"UGH!" Alex grinned, and attempted louder.

"UGH!" Then Li decided to try, and she yelled louder than the both of them. A flight assistant hurried over, and glared at them, before politely asking them to stop disturbing the other passengers. They all slunk back in their seats, and began whispering again.

"So ,disappearings in Yorkshire." Alex said.

"It's not quite as glamorous as somewhere like Egypt." Li sighed.

"True," said Hex, "But at least we actually fit in." Li shrugged,

"That's true, I guess."

"And, it's not some totally out of the way place where you can't get a signal and aren't able to get on the internet." Hex smiled.

"Have you been to some of the parts of Yorkshire?" asked Alex.

"Um, no," Hex grinned sheepishly.

"Just, don't get your hopes up too high. Did you know there are actually villages where there is no connection on a bad day." Hex's face went into a look of pure horror.

"Oh, god, why couldn't it be in somewhere big, like, Manchester."

"There are cities in Yorkshire." Li said, "There's the biggest, York, Bradford, Leeds, Sheffield and there's Hull, there're other places as well, but those are the ones I've heard of mostly."

"What are they like?"

"Some of them, like York, are nice, Hull however…"

"Let me guess, we'll be staying in Hull?" Alex asked. Hex grinned.

"Alex, we're out on an adventure holiday, the only adventure around Hull would be running from chavs. Nah, we're up in North Yorkshire anyway,"

"Ok, cool." Alex smiled.

"Passengers, please put your seatbelt on for landing." The, oh so annoying voice over the system said coolly.

ALPHA

They got off at Humberside airport, and looked around,

"Well, this is small." Hex said, simply, and then pulled his bag up off the conveyer belt. Alex saw his as well, and grabbed it, the others all got theirs within the next five minutes, and they went off to the entrance of the airport, leaving, and going out into the bitter wind that always seems to pick up outside an airport.

Alex's dad nudged him,

"Hey, kiddo, you ready to get out to this adventure camp thing then?"

"You got it," Alex grinned, but suddenly he saw something on a newspaper that made him stop.

"Hey, Hex?" he said,

"Yeah?"

"Have there been any more disappearings?" Hex took out his palm top, and quickly typed something into it.

"No, none, why?" Alex pointed the paper. The headline screamed out, "BECCA STILL MISSING!!! "Interesting," Hex said, looking again at his palmtop. "There's nothing about it, at all, but there was yesterday,"

"That's really weird." Said Li.

"What's really weird?" asked Alex's dad, turning around.

"Umm, what Hex can do!" said Li, spontaneously.

"What can he do," Alex's dad looked slightly amused.

"I can touch my nose with my tongue!" Hex said hurriedly, "Watch!" he did it. Alex's dad laughed, and turned around.

"Thank god for Hex's abnormally long tongue." Grinned Li,

"We'll talk later," said Alex. The others all nodded.

ALPHA

They all sat on their minibus, Amber had turned the radio up as loud as possible, and Hex had spent the past twenty minutes on his palmtop, back with his friend at last. Alex's dad looked at him.

"So, is this always what you guys do with your holidays?"

"Absolutely. It's great." Grinned Alex, "We spend hours on a minibus, or something of the sort, depending on what country we're in, then we go do, extreme, sports stuff, you know?" he finished lamely.

"Yeah, cool. So…. Yorkshire's tame for you, then?"

"No! England can be just as exciting as anywhere else," Alex said hurriedly, noting the slightly disappointed look on his dad's face.

"Ok,"

"Hey, Alex, come look at this!" called Hex, Alex, clambered over to Hex's seat, and sat down. "Right, News 24's sight has absolutely no info on these disappearings, and neither does anywhere else. But, yesterday, they were all over the news."

Alex looked over at the site. The main headline was something about a sheep learning how to talk.

"That's really weird." Alex muttered, "What about all the other stuff that was going on last time we looked at this site, New Zealand, Iran, Florida."

Hex quickly typed a few things into the computer.

"No, nothing at all about any of that stuff," Hex shrugged, and looked at Alex helplessly.

"So, our best source for news has completely broken down?" Hex typed a few more things.

"My contact who works there says he doesn't have a clue what's going on, but he'll email me back when he can, with as much info as he can. He says it might be a virus or something, and that it's weird no one else noticed."

"So… Hex, we've got a real mystery at the moment…"

"Yes, what of it?"

"Well, what are we going to do…"

"With your dad?" finished Hex, "Don't have a clue, you COULD always just give up and tell him. We'll persuade him to come along to take care of us."

"No way." Alex said shortly, "That's the worst idea I've ever heard."

"Well, he's gonna find out at some point, why not sooner than later?"

"Just because we can't. It would be awful, I'm telling you."

"Be worse not to tell him." Shrugged Hex, but Alex shook his head.

ALPHA

The mini bus pulled up, and everyone got out, and dragged their bags off the roof, where they had been tied. It was pouring down with rain.

"God!" yelled Amber, "Why couldn't we be abseiling in the Mediterranean? Why YORKSHIRE?"

"It's lovely really," said Paulo, his teeth chattering. Li grinned at them both.

"Just makes it all the more exciting." A lightening bolt flashed in the sky,

"And makes me all the more unhappy we're sleeping in tents," shrugged Hex, but they all managed to put up said loathed sleeping arrangements, and huddle up inside them. The tents were only two man tents, but all six of them managed to huddle up inside just one, and sleeping arrangements were made. Alex grinned secretly, he was with his dad, and Hex was stuck with Paulo's snoring, no getting out of it for him this time. They all sat, a thermo flask of tea in their hands, until eleven o'clock at night, when they decided to go to sleep, and hope that the "abseiling" the next morning wouldn't be too affected by the rain.

Amber and Li were the first to go out, and into the tent, and ten minutes later Hex and Paulo followed, grumbling about how their tent was probably the leaking one, knowing their luck, and how abseiling would be wet the next day.

"Just us left now," said Alex's dad to him, and Alex nodded.

"Left with just the cold, and the rain," sighed Alex, but he was grinning.

"And your dad, thank you," said his father, laughing. "So, what are these holidays normally like, I mean, you always seem to come back happy,"

"Yeah, I guess," shrugged Alex, "I guess it's mainly just being with my friends. It's pretty much the same as any other adventure holiday. We all go abseiling, and canoeing, and crawling down tunnels, and other such things. We ran one of our own a few months back."

That reminded Alex of that number he'd had, belonging to the mysterious johnsmith. None of them had ever actually gone to see the guy, well, not yet anyway, they'd all agreed that maybe it was best for them not to until they'd looked around at other things that they could do, but as Alex's applications were getting turned down, only the other day he'd been thinking about the number.

"Hey, Kiddo, you tired or something?" his dad asked.

"Wha-?"

"You just dozed off for a minute there."

"Oh, yeah, maybe I need some sleep…. Tomorrow should be exciting, anyway, yeah- Night,"

"Night."

Umm, there you go. I am SO sorry that that took a year, it shouldn't have, but…… Sorry. Please forgive me. Anyway, please review. It would be appreciated, and thanks for all the reviews I have had, I'm glad you like it. And, Ella, yes I have read all the books, a good few hundred times, and Joshyd, The last book, of which I cannot remember the name IS set in England. Conner, yeah, I'm sure the series is out in America. Sorry if any of those answers are too late for questions. I promise the next chapter won't take a year to update, I'll try and get it done within the week. Please press that magic button and review,

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