From Brookland to Brecon Revised~ Adopted~
Fallenqueen2: So a huge thanks to Agentcherub for letting me adopt this story and repost it with a few tweaks and going on with it my way :)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I am not the amazing Anthony Horowitz so i don't own Alex Rider and all his skill.
Chapter Two
Monday morning. The Rider House.
A tall muscular blue eyed man walked up the stone laid path. The shout of "Alex get up" could be heard from within the house and he smiled trying not to chuckle, but failing. He stopped in front of the door and rang the doorbell. A slightly exasperated woman with flame red hair opened the door and stopped dead, with a glare starting to settle onto her face.
"Who are you?" she asked, anger seeping into her voice.
"My name is Ben Daniels, and I'm here to pick Alex up. I know I'm a bit early but I didn't know how long it would take to get here." he explained, not wanting to set this redhead off.
Just as he finished his explanation when Alex appeared at the top of the stairs, bleary eyed and sporting dishevelled dark blue pyjamas. He stopped when he saw Ben, eyes widening a fraction.
"Am I late?" he asked.
"Not at all."
"Yes" replied Ben and Jack at the same time, they both exchanged amused looks
"Then why are you still standing outside?" Alex queried.
"Oh, right, sorry, come in," stuttered Jack blushing.
The three of them headed towards the kitchen where Alex proceeded in making his breakfast of cereal and orange juice.
"Would you like a drink?" Jack asked Ben.
"No thank you, I am fine," he replied courteously and that was when Jack deemed in her mind that he was alright… For an agent who was part of the company that ruined Alex's life, plus Alex had told her how he took a bullet for him on the oil rig, for that she was grateful.
Half an hour later Alex stumbled down the stairs pulling his red T-shirt on over his head. The doorbell rang for the second time that morning.
"I'll get it," called Alex.
He opened the door to reveal Tom. Alex immediately realized his mistake and blurted out a very rushed apology.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down Alex."
Alex stopped and stared at Tom with an apologetic look on his face.
"Right, now start from the beginning, I missed all of that."
So Alex started again. "I'm so sorry. I completely forgot to tell you. I'm not going in to school this week."
" You FORGOT!" exclaimed Tom. " How can you forget that your missing school. Actually on second thoughts, don't answer that one." He paused. "So where are you going this time?"
"SAS training camp Brecon Beacons." Alex stated simply trying not hit his head against the doorframe he was currently leaning on.
"What, but, we, you. I don't understand." An incredibly shocked Tom said.
"Yes Tom, you worked it out. I get to spend an extra week in hell," replied a clearly peeved Alex.
"Alex" called a voice from the house.
"Sorry Tom I've got to go."
"Yeah Alex, I'll see you next week."
"Yeah see you, if I survive, bye."
"Who was that Alex?" asked Jack stepping into the hall.
"Just Tom."
"Are you ready to go Alex?"
"Give me two minutes Ben."
"Ok I'll see you in the car."
"Nice car Ben" said Alex stepping into the classic silver Mercedes.
"Thanks Alex. Got everything?"
"I think so."
Ben started up the car and the drove off.
"Here we go," said Alex.
"Your not exactly looking forward to this are you," mused Ben.
Alex shook his head feeling sick already.
"That's partly my fault I guess, and I'm sorry, for last time."
"It's ok, really." He had forgiven the K-unit, after some events that involved a sniper and a chase, but that doesn't mean they were safe from some revenge and when Tom arrived all hell would break loose in hell itself.
