A/N : HUGE thanks to SamayouTamashi for allowing me to use the Raven in the series and telling me the works of it! Also, sorry about the delay in uploading it, so... I uploaded 2 chapters!

Warning(s) for this chapter : none

Disclaimer : Once again, I have no rights to Alex Rider or the series. SamayouTamashi owns the Raven.

Chapter 1 - Armed

*knock knock*

Alex was jolted out of his memories by the loud knocking on the door. He quickly got up and opened the door. Outside, a guard was holding an envelope.

"A message from Mr. Smithers," he simply said.

Alex nodded his thanks, took the letter, and went back inside his room. Walking over to the bed, he sat down and tore open the envelope with no heed to danger. After all, did he really need to fear anything besides getting sniped when he was inside MI6 headquarters? Smiling to himself, Alex opened the letter to read it.

Alex, old chap!

I heard you're being sent off to the US and no one will be allowed contact with you until you decide to rejoin the espionage world when you're eighteen. It's such a pity since I've had wonderful ideas for new gadgets. But since you'll be alone for three more years, I thought it'd be best if you had something to protect yourself with. Come by my office at 1800 and I'll show you some gadgets I made you. You don't need to worry about your guard either; he'll be off when you come to see me, as the 'Bank' closes at 1700* sharp

Best of wishes,

Smithers

P.S. This letter will self-destruct within 45 seconds of coming in contact with air.

Alex broke into a wide grin as he finished reading the letter. A couple of seconds after he finished reading it, it burst into ashes. Checking his watch, it read 1456. Sighing, he flopped down on the bed and decided to sleep. After all, it was best to get all the rest he could whenever possible.

- about 3 hours later -

Alex's internal alarm clock rang, telling him that it was almost 1800. Alex rolled out of his bed and went to the bathroom. After washing his face, he exited his room and went to the elevator to go down to Smithers' floor. When the elevator actually opened, Alex was surprised. He never thought that they would allow him to go anywhere. But then, MI6 tried to keep people out, not in. Upon arriving at the correct floor, Alex stepped into the hallway and went to Smithers door. The plague next to the door read, Derek Smithers - Project Specialist. Alex grinned at the irony and opened the door.

"Alex, my boy! It's nice to see you again! I see you still have good bone structure," greeted Smithers, the Irish man in a fat-suit. Alex had a flashback on how he and Smithers had been forced to run away in Cairo and how Smithers had taken off his fat-suit to reveal himself to be a skinny Irish man in his late thirties.

'I mustn't think of Cairo,' Alex mentally scolded himself. Alex looked around the room and saw that it hadn't changed much. There was still the love seat under the 'painting' and the cabinets that transformed into a private elevator. However, there was now a bookshelf opposite the love seat. Smithers was sitting at his desk. On top of his desk was a computer screen, a plotted plant, paper filers, and a stapler.

"Have you got anything for me to take to the US, Smithers?"

"Ah, yes! I have a lot of the gadgets you had before and some new things," Leaning over, Smithers reached out and pressed a button somewhere hidden on the flower pot next to his computer.

"Please bring up the tray I specially set aside."

Alex expectedly looked at the love seat, expecting it to split in half to allow someone to come through. When he heard Smithers chuckle, he turned around to face the bookshelf. Indeed, the bookshelf started to change. Instead of splitting in half as Alex had expected it to, it was flipped up. Previously hidden by the bookshelf was a small doorway which led to some stairs. Walking up the stairs was a young man carrying a large tray covered with a lid. The man placed the tray on Smithers' table, nodded at Alex, and walked back down to the stairs. Automatically, the bookcase silently returned to its previous location, making the room seem as ordinary as before.

Curious, Alex walked up to Smithers' table and sat down in the chair in front of it.

Lifting the lid of the tray, Smithers set it aside and moved the tray so it was in front of himself as well as Alex.

"I'll start with the gadgets you've had already. Since the acne worked very well, I made a small tube for you to carry on yourself, and a large tube that you can keep to refill." Smithers then set aside the two objects to show Alex the others. "I hope you still have your ear pierced because I made you two new pairs. They work the same way. I also made some expanding gum with different flavors." He set aside a small box about the size of a ring case and five packs of gum next to the acne cream. The gum packs had no brand names labelled on them but rather were different colors. The gum packs simply had its flavors on it - strawberry, watermelon, spearmint, peppermint, and mystery.

"Now, the rest of the gadgets I'm giving are somewhat standard for a boy of your age. First is the backpack. Nothing special about it. It looks like a typical black Jansport except for the fact that it's fire and bullet proof, has fingerprint sensitive zippers, and has ghost images so that if airport security were to scan it, it would only appear to have a laptop, some cloths, and a wallet. Inside, there actually will be a laptop. It's been made to be able to hack just about anything. The laptop is also fingerprint sensitive so you don't need to worry about anyone being able to use it. It will work just fine unless it detects the fingerprint to belong to a criminal, in which case, it will self-destruct in five seconds without warning."

Smithers handed the backpack and laptop over to Alex so he could look at it. Alex inspected at the laptop and found that it looked very generic but modern. He turned back to Smithers to see him take out an iPhone.

"This is a brand new iPhone 4. It has all the same features as a normal iPhone but this phone has been preloaded with a couple of apps you might find useful. The SoundTracking app will allow to you listen in on conversations up to 100 feet away when you plug in earphones. The game Doodle Jump will allow you to shoot someone with a tranquilized needle from up to 20 feet away. It's been loaded with five needles. Also, if you ever find the need to call me, Mrs. Jones, Joe Bryne, or Ethan Brooke, I have them loaded on the phone under reasonable aliases.

"As a precaution, I have three bullet proof tank tops for you to wear if you ever feel the need to." Smithers gave Alex the rest of his gadgets. After giving them to Alex, Smithers hesitated a bit.

Alex was thrilled with all of his gadgets and was putting them all into his new backpack. The iPhone however, he slid into his pocket. While doing so, he had noticed Smithers hesitating a little bit and asked, "Is that all, Mr. Smithers?"

"Well... The next thing I'm giving you is an extremely... sensitive subject for MI6. But since you're going to the US where there's no backup for you..." Smithers trailed off and took the last item that was hidden, out of the tray. In his hand, was a sleek Desert Eagle. "I call this the Raven. Now, I know that you know how to shoot a gun, but I had this gun be especially made and modified for you. The pistol is finger sensitive, so only you can shoot it. The Raven also has the capability to shoot not only its designed ammunition, but practically every other type, from seventeen to fifty. The bigger the ammunition size you put in, the fewer shots you get and vice versa. Your file also said that you learned instinctive firing, so the SIG's trigger is movement sensitive, meaning it will start to fire at the twitch of your finger. However, it's a single-fire weapon because it's finger sensitive so take note of that.

"I also had a legal warrant made for you to carry it concealed that I got from some... colleagues in the CIA and MI6. The warrant is legit in both Britain and the US in case anything happens. I've included a hip holster with so you can carry it with you at all times." Smithers handed Alex both the gun and holster and smiled as he confidently took them.

"Good luck old chap and have fun in the US!"

Alex smiled and walked out of the room calling, "Thanks and good bye, Smithers!

A/N : 'Es completo.' Again, much thanks to SamayouTamashi. I wish that a gun like that existed; I would LOVE to own something that cool... :D

* 24-hour time is basically military time. Any hour after 12, subtract 12 from and you'll get AM/PM time.

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