This was supposed to be a one shot but my writing comes in bursts and when i have time so... i guess you will just have to make do. So i have had this on my computer for a long time now and i planned to make it alot longer but i thought it was best to end where i did. So i will try to update a little faster next time :P
Disclamer: If only.....
Alex stood his ground and waited, his right foot falling slightly behind him. Standing in his fighting pose yet relaxed Alex watched the guards. The main one looked highly amused, like this little boy could do nothing to harm him. The others just looked confused like they had expected complete compliance.,
It was tense for a second before the main guard gave a small hand signal which was all the warning Alex needed as the guards advanced.
The 4 fully grown SCORPIA guards created a tight line, sealing off his exit as they continued towards him. Alex took a few small steps back until his back pressed against a cool wall. Taking a deep breath Alex ignored the panic settling in. He wasn't used to fighting such large groups. He was highly trained, had tons of experience but he was still a teenager with a lot less weight on him due to the starvation. Add all that up and include being out numbered; Alex knew he was in for some trouble.
One of the guards, younger than the others, didn't understand the major precaution they were taking. It was one boy who was right now, cowering in the corner. Desperate to gain some approval he decided to show off and took the first lunge.
Alex moved fast as soon as he saw the fist coming his way, dropping to his knees one leg whipping out and knocking the feet out from under the guard. He fell like a sack of potatoes. Not giving him or the others time to react, he regained his height and pulled the guard up with him in one fluid motion, just as the others began to attack.
Alex slid his hands under the mans arms and pulled tight, holding the guard in place with his back towards Alex. This small accomplishment was momentous as the others didn't seem to be able to stop the motions they were in. Punches and kicks, pummelled into the man in front taking all the hits that were intended for Alex. The attack stopped as soon as the other guards realized it. Alex took this moment to brutally push the knocked out man from his arm. He crashed into another guard, taking him down to the floor under his weight; the other two guards had just narrowly missed the same fate.
The others returned with a vengeance, just two now but the third would be getting up soon. With nothing to hide behind, Alex fought the two. Parrying and blocking, staying on the defensive. From the corner of his eye Alex could see Ben grappling with the guard he had knocked to the floor. He was soon brought back to attention when a blow slipped past his guard and landed to the gut. Surprised, he grit his teeth to the pain and kept going.
A quick switch to offensive took the guards by surprise, getting in close Alex landed a blow to the temple of the man. He was instantly out cold. Alex turned ready to finish the last one then help out Ben. Something was nagging him at the back of his mind but Alex ignored and focused on the fight.
Alex was about to throw a punch when he halted last second. A click and the cold metal of what must be a gun digging into the back of his skull. He had forgotten about the main guard who was standing in the doorway of his small cell.
"Alex!' Ben yelled looking away to see, this cost him though because it let the other guard use the distraction and hit Ben just the same way Alex had. Ben fell to the ground, but not before grabbing his leg and tripping him down too. A crack resounded around the room as the guards head smashed on the concrete floor.
Alex's heart quickened at the sight, beating into his ears and throat.
"Don't move." Alex never being one to listen spun around, but before he had the chance to do anything the least bit helpful he was over whelmed with wave of pain as the man who was now behind him held a taser to the back of his neck. It must have been a much higher voltage than allowed to be this painful. Alex dropped to his knees in pain, his eyes wide in surprise.
The two men jumped on the chance and had him handcuffed in no time.
A sound screeched from a walkie-talkie on one of their belts.
"WHERE ARE YOU! I TOLD YOU TO HAVE HIM HEAR IN FIVE MINUTES!" a man yelled, furious. Alex felt smug; if he couldn't win the battle at least he could cause some trouble.
The man hurriedly answered the walkie-talkie.
"We had some…difficulty, but were on our way." With that, Alex was being pushed out the room. Looking back one more time at Ben lying helpless on the ground. Alex really liked Ben, he had been the only person Alex had every met that could actually somewhat understand what his life was like. His friends were too sheltered, never going through what he had. But that wasn't their fault, he was just different. The men from SAS never had to deal with this type of stuff when they were a kid, and they got to choose if they wanted to serve their country. But Ben had worked with Alex. He saw the kinds of things he had to do to survive. No-one else could say that. He wondered if he would ever see him again. Alex watched as the door was slammed shut, a technical looking lock keeping Alex from even bothering to turn back.
He was more help out here, Alex reasoned with himself, than in the cell with him. If he couldn't get back into the cell at least maybe he could get help. That was if he could escape. Looking around, it was staring to seem more and more hopeless.
Every wall in every corridor was the same color and the same design. Not a single window in sight. The air felt murky so he knew they must be underground. And ever time he turned a corner there was a guard posted there with a gun in hand and a sadistic smile.
Alex mad sure to keep track of each turns though, all his spy skills forcing him to do so.
Left, past 2 hallways, right, 1 hallway, right, right,, 4 hallways, left…
About 5 minutes later they stopped at a door. It looked the same as all the others. White, with no numbers above.
The door began to open, Alex's worry increasing with every inch it gained. Whoever was in charge of holding him captive was in this room. He was sure of it. Could it be the whole board of SCORPIA? Or just one person ready to help out and get rid of their pesky problem in favour of brownie points? Whoever it was Alex was not looking forward to meeting them.
But Alex had dealt with them before he could do it again. With all of that passing through his head in a few seconds the door was open, solving the mystery.
The room itself was, surprise, surprise: white. Smears of dark brown crusted on the floor looked suspiciously like dried blood. A pair of hanging cuff dangled from the ceiling in the middle of the room, it matching ankle cuffs bolted to the floor. Off to the side was a scientific looking tank shaped object. Not knowing what it was Alex finally turned his head to the main problem. At a dark wooden table sat SCORPIA board members.
They were all the same except now there seemed to be a new member, most likely replacing Julia Rothman and somebody else who seemed to be missing. Alex swallowed slightly but gave no other indication of fear. They all seemed to be studying him intently; Alex felt like he was on display and memories of almost being dissected invaded his mind. Now's not the time for that, he thought to himself sternly.
"Bind him." One stately looking man ordered. Alex was roughly tugged backwards, his shoulder protesting loudly. Before he had a chance to react his arms were thrust upwards and he was attached to the cuffs.
"A little medieval don't you think?" Alex spat sarcastically. But other than a few glares his way nobody answered him. One of the members made a defining screech in the quiet room as he hastily pushed back his chair. The man went to walk behind Alex, unfortunitaly Alex could not turn that way to see what the man was doing. He soon found out as a cranking noise echoed through the room and his cuffs were pulled higher to the point where Alex could only touch the ground with the very tips of his toes. Alex's shoulders screamed at him but Alex did not answer to the pain. He's been through worse.
"Leave us now." Said the stately man seemingly the one in charge. The guards left the room and Alex heard the click of the lock.
"I have heard a lot about you Alex." The man stated as though this was a common thing for him, glancing around Alex grimly thought it probably was. "You have caused this… let's say organization shall we, a lot of trouble. But I guess I must thank you Alex," This took Alex my surprise and he couldn't help the lifting of one eyebrow. This seemed to amuse the man even more. "Yes that right, I Mike Deathern, leader of snakehead 4 of the SCORPIA organization. Am thanking you Mr. Rider. For if it wasn't for you I would never have gotten this position." The man smiled broadly.
"Yes I'm so glad that I could aid you in your career goals." Alex mumbled. This whole thing had become tiresome. The evil men trying to hurt him, to hurt the world and his family and friends. Well what he had left of them anyway. They never seemed to stop coming, when one was finally defeated after hard physical and emotional drainage, another seemed to pop up in there place ready to start again. And it was always Alex who had to stop them. The world resting on the shoulders of a fourteen year old boy. And all of it made him tired.
"You must think you're very clever dear Alex, sneaking in here. What was your plan once you reached your little buddy? Huh? Did you honestly think that you would just walk out without even a whisper of confrontation?" He looked up and down darkly at Alex, but there seemed to be a glint in his eye that Alex hadn't seen in the others. It wasn't just the intelligence or the cold cunning. No it was something underneath it all; something primal that made Alex shudder at the thought.
Mike pushed himself up against Alex's hanging body fully aware of the other board members. Leaning so close as to whisper in his ear, Alex heard him say "If you plan to play with the grownups, then you play by our rules." It wasn't necessarily the words that were spoken but also the husky tone in which they were said coupled by the distinct pressure against his leg. Alex had n ever dealt with this before.
Alex took a calming breath to compose himself then turned his head to whisper something. The man seemed eager and leaned his foul body in closer. From behind them a board member coughed at the confrontation. Alex breathed into his ear suggestively then, before Mike realized Alex bit down on his ear as hard as he could.
Alex braced himself against the grossness of it all, even as the blood poured into his mouth Alex kept biting harder. It was his only defence and Alex would not let that happen. He would not be defiled by another adult who whished to ruin his life anymore. Even as the man thrashed and hit Alex. Eventually a blow connected with his face and Alex was blown to the side by the impact. Blood dripped down into his eyes making him see red.
Mike cartilage of an ear hung loosely by a strand looking oddly like a misplaced earring. If that earring were doused in blood that is.
"How dare you!" He yelled in rage. Alex was then pummelled in the gut, unable to defend himself. Another crack across the head sent Alex to see stars. When the light came back to his eyes he saw mike pull back his leg then a pain washed over him as his shin was kicked repeatedly.
"Enough." The word was spoken calmly but firmly and Mike stopped immediately. Alex took the moment to catch his breath. Everything hurt; it hurt to breathe to blink to move at all. He hung lifelessly from the chains, his foot not even trying to support him after that beating. Refusing to give in Alex gritted his teeth and spat out blood. He met the eyes of Ben.
Euphoria washed over him. Ben was alive. It was he who had stopped the beating. It may not have been much but Alex wasn't used to adults helping him. Hell he wasn't used to anyone helping him. It felt as though a little bit of hope returned to him.
Ben was dragged further into the room. His shirt was darkened with blood all coming from the head wound he had sustained earlier. Alex was worried about the state of his friend, he barley looked conscious.
"Cant you just leave him out of this? Didn't you just say it was me you wanted? What use would he be to you?" Alex bargained. The board members just smiled in their sadistic way. One of the female members answered.
"Well you see Alex, you may be too young to understand the importance of this but we have an SAS man with us. We would usually sell him off or many other wonderful things but we have found a better use for him." He words were chilled to the bone. To think these people had mothers like anyone else. Maybe a few friends as the grew up. How did they go so wrong? Alex met Bens eyes and saw there worried tenderness. At that moment he knew he had to get Ben out alive, even if it was the last thing he did.
She continued, "You see once we found out that he has a meaningful relationship with you we figured 'what a great way to get revenge'. You see Alex, Julia was one of us as you know. And we don't take lightly to people killing us off-
"You kill everyone else. Is that not hypocritical?" Alex interrupted.
"So we figured that if we killed old Ben here the drop him somewhere for the world to see, then everyone will have to listen. Because we can do a lot more damage than him you see. Besides, how else will we get to see you miserable?" She finished. Alex's face went blank. This couldn't happen! This was why he always refused a partner. Why he could never understand having a unit. It would hurt to much to loose them. It gave the enemy's way to much leverage.,
Alex's mind continued to race trying to think of ways to stop this. Ben was brought before him then forced to his knees. Ben stared straight into Alex's eyes, they were apologising but for what?
"Goodbye Cub, May my life save yours." His words choked out of his mouth but never once did he cry. Ben was a solider through and through.
Behind him came Mike with a gun in his hand. With the gun firmly pressed to his back he pulled the trigger. And the only person who every truly understood Alex died before his eyes, with a neat little hole and his lifeless eyes.
How sad :( So what do you think?
How about thhe promise Alex made right before Ben was shot?
