Chapter Two:
"I just met you! How could I remember you?" Alex Rider laughed and shook his hair out of his eyes. "I don't remember anyone named Alex Gregorovich."
The girl looked up at him with a mischievous grin. "My name wasn't always Alex Gregorovich. That's what Yassen named me."
"So you are related to Yassen!" Alex said with surprise. "How?"
The girl laughed and replied," He was my uncle. He was taking care of me until…he was killed." A slight tremor could be noticed in her voice as she said the last three words. Alex could tell that she had been trying to hide it, but wasn't completely able to. He was sorry that he'd made her unhappy, and changed the subject quickly, after giving her hand a small squeeze.
"So what was your original name?" he asked, trying to look nonchalant.
"It was Aryson. Aryson Walker."
Alex stared at her in confusion for a moment, then suddenly gave her a hug. "Ari!" He exclaimed. "Why didn't you tell me who you were earlier?!"
Aryson laughed as Blunt read from a large packet of papers ."After Aryson Walker was taken in by the Rider family, she and Alex Rider became like siblings and were often asked if they were twins. Because of Aryson's blond hair that now has darkened into brown, she and Alex looked quite similar. She lived with the Rider family until John and Helen Rider were killed, then went to live with her uncle, Yassen Gregorovich. Gregorovich was the brother of Sara Gregorovich, her mother. He did not know her name and decided to name her with her mother's middle name: Alexia. Gregorovich loved her very much and quickly became like a father to-"
" Wait-Yassen Gregorovich loving someone?!" No offense, but that sounds impossible." Alex cut in.
Aryson laughed. "It's not impossible. He loved my mother a lot as well. He wouldn't tell me who my father was though. Whenever I would ask, he would quickly change the subject."
"I know who your father is, Ari." Alex said. "Come with me and I'll tell you"
