Chapter 1:
"Max! Wait up," called Alex at the airport trying to get her attention.
She turned and smiled at him as he caught up.
"Why are you so slow?" she asked.
"Why are you so fast?" retorted the boy.
The two were headed for Chile on another mission. They had to act like brother and sister on a school trip; which was easier done than said. They just had to refrain from kissing in public and they would be good. From Chile they would take a boat to the Antarctic where they would be helping some American scientists in their research on global warming. Max rolled her eyes and started walking again. Alex followed her smirking a little. It was going to be a long flight.
Once on the plane Alex and Max entertained themselves for a few minutes by reading up on their secret lives and the mission ahead of them. Alex had joined MI6 for good because he wanted to be close to Max, who had joined after the issue with Cam. After they had read the files they talked about school, which both had to continue Alex more so than Max.
"I could tutor you on the mission, it would look like I'm helping my brother with homework," she remarked.
Alex blushed deeply but didn't reply. He really just wanted to grow up normal but with Scorpia out to get him he knew that it wasn't going to be easy to lie low. Now he was worried about Max. If she got to close to him Scorpia could use her as leverage over him, he didn't want that. Although he doubted if they could ever get their hands on her. She was more than any one could handle so far. She had defeated a man at least three times her size when they were in India on another mission together, and so far no one had gotten a chance to try and shoot at her when they came into conflict with guns.
"Alex? Are you okay?" Max asked with a concerned tone.
He realized he had been staring off into space.
"Yeah," he answered.
"You look tired. Maybe you should sleep for a few hours," Max suggested putting up the armrest so he could lay his head on her lap.
Alex was about to when a man sat down in the vacant seat right next to them.
"Can I help you?" asked Alex politely.
The man stayed silent. After a few tense moments the man dug into the dark jacket he had on. When it came out there was a knife in his hand.
"You will not say a word," said the man brandishing the knife, "You will kindly bring me to the front of the plane."
Alex and Max nodded, yeah they could whip this guy's butt but it would blow their cover if they did. The man stood and expertly hid the knife. Alex knew that he was a professional in this kind of thing. Alex and then Max climbed out of their seats and they started walking to the front of the plane. People on either side of them didn't notice, or if they did they ignored them. Fortunately, the flight attendants were not in the front at that time. When they got to the front the stranger made a move for the phone that would call the flight attendants to the front to open the cockpit door, as soon as his back was turned Alex tackled him. Thankfully the plane suddenly pitched right and Alex's momentum increased as he hit the man and tumbled to the ground. Thinking quickly Max closed the curtain to the main cabin quickly. The man somehow rolled onto Alex pinning him. Desperately, Alex tried to fight him off. Afraid that she might hurt Alex Max could only watch. The man had the knife pointed straight at Alex's throat. But the plane pitched again and Alex was able to kick the knife out of the man's hand. Max grabbed the knife and hid it in her cloths. Alex hit the man and he went limp. Alex climbed out from underneath the man. A flight attendant came in from the cabin.
"Would you please return to your seats?" asked the woman.
"Sure but this man was trying to get into the cockpit and he had a knife," said Alex, Max pulled the knife out and showed the attendant.
Her eyes widened as she took in the information. She went to the phone.
"Would Alan Red please come to the front of the plane?" asked the attendant into the intercom.
She hung it up as a large white man in his mid twenties came to the front. The face was well known. But Alex and Max didn't say anything, it was Wolf.
"What's seems to be the trouble?" he asked not showing he knew the two.
"This man had a knife on the plane. Can you please do something about this?" asked the attendant, "Quietly please, I don't want to startle the other passengers."
"Sure thing."
Wolf took the man's wrists from Alex and put hand cuffs on the man. He pulled out an attendant's seat and buckled the man in. The attendant nodded and started to prepare drinks. Wolf followed Max and Alex back to their seats.
"Wolf it's so good to see you," said Max from the window seat.
"It's good to see you two too, it's been about two months hasn't it?" replied Wolf.
"You're an air martial now?" asked Alex.
"No, I'm undercover for now. There have been rumors about something going down in Chile and this flight needed an air martial so I volunteered. What are you two doing here?"
"We're going to Antarctica undercover," replied Max.
"Why Antarctica?"
"We don't know, we'll find out when we got there," answered Alex.
Suddenly the plane pitched forward and the cabin depressurized. The oxygen masks fell and the three each grabbed one.
"What's going on?" Max yelled over the whine of the engines.
"We're going down," said Wolf.
Suddenly he got up and started for the cockpit. Max and Alex stayed where they were. Suddenly the plane pulled up a bit but it was too low in the atmosphere to get back to altitude safely.
"Everyone brace yourselves the plane has to make an emergency landing," Wolf's voice said over the intercom.
Alex looked at Max in alarm but when he saw her already bracing against the seat he did the same and prayed. The last thing he remembered before smoke dulled his senses was wondering if he was going to die.
A/N: There you go, the first chapter to Run Cold. Trust me this is going to get intense.