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Alex
"Alex! Come back! We haven't finished talking yet." Blunt sat at his desk, looking exasperated as I walked out. I shoved my iPod headphones in my ears and turned up the volume. Screw him. As I was about to walk out of the lobby, a security guard came to stop me. Or at least, try to stop me. I floored him with one kick. More came out, and I tensed, settling into my preferred fighting stance. The first rushed at me, and I ducked under his arm, jabbing my elbow into his side as he went past me. Another one rushed at me, and I just punched him in the face, sending him staggering backwards towards the others. They soon figured out that coming at me alone wasn't going to work.
I don't know how long I was fighting for. I went into the mental zone that I try and live in when I'm hurting people, effectively turning into a machine. Guards lay sprawled around me, but more kept coming. I was about to kick one in the groin, then I felt a pinprick hit the side of my neck. Damn it. The world faded out, and I slumped to the ground.
Ben/Fox
At first, I thought it would be just MI6 giving me a mission as usual, but then the voice on the other end of the phone line asked for K-unit. All of us. I was so shocked I almost dropped the phone. Were they recruiting them? I tried to ask the voice, but all I got was the beep signaling the end of our call.
Ten minutes later, A very confused K-unit was wandering into what they thought was the Royal and General Bank. I was leading the way, but when I saw the scene in front of us, I stopped dead. Security guards were dragging other, slightly less conscious guards out of the way, while cleaners mopped what looked like blood off the floor. Wolf walked into me.
"What the hell happened? Is this even a bank?" He was almost shouting. I shushed him and led them all towards the elevator, trying to ignore the feeling of foreboding that was growing in the pit of my stomach. Blunt was waiting for us in his office, starting to speak almost the second we closed the door.
"Gentlemen. Welcome to MI6. We're very sorry about the charades, but it's important that people don't know where to find us, and a bank seemed like a good cover story. You know, it's a matter of national security. Which, coincidentally, is what I wanted to talk to you about." He paused, looking annoyed as Eagle interrupted.
"Wait, so this is MI6? As in, spies and secret agents? Cool!" I stepped on his foot to make him shut up.
Blunt scowled at him. "Yes, I suppose it is. But anyway, I need your help with something. You may remember an old comrade of yours, Cub. Well, he's in need of a place to stay and someone to watch over him. I was hoping that you could help him out."
Wolf laughed. "Are you serious? We won't take care of a kid! There has to be someone else. Besides, he doesn't need us. He can take care of himself."
"Yes, that's what we thought when we allowed him to live by himself. Instead, he went off the rails, endangering himself and the security of the nation." Blunt gestured behind us, and we spun around.
I felt my breath catch in my throat, and I jumped to my feet. "What happened to Al-Cub, I mean?"
"That's unimportant."
I waved my arms back to where the mass of bruises that used to be a boy sat slumped in a chair. "Really? Because it looks pretty important to me!"
Blunt sighed. "Very well. Alex tried to leave a meeting with us, and a security guard tried to stop him. He's in the hospital with two broken ribs right now. More came out to try and prevent him from hurting anyone else. Seven unconscious, four put in hospital. I think we can safely say he got off easily."
That was the part I hated most about MI6. The way they would mess up, hurting people and ruining people's lives, then cover it up and blame it on someone else. "Fine. We'll take him." All of K-unit turned to look at me. "Guys, let's discuss this in the hallway."
Once we got out there, Wolf punched me in the shoulder. "We'll take him? What was that?"
"That's me trying to protect someone who we once trained with and who needs us."
Eagle chimed in. "I agree with Fox. I saw him earlier today, and something's up with him."
"Wait, there's something I don't understand." Snake's Scottish accent broke into the conversation. "Why is Cub even in MI6? He's too young to be an agent."
I shrugged. "That's Cub's secret to tell, not mine. So, are we going to do this?"
Wolf threw up his hands. "Fine, I'm outvoted. But you know we aren't the right guys for this job." We went back in the office to talk to Blunt.
"Okay. We agree. He can come live in our flat."
Blunt smiled. "I knew you would see it my way. Thank you gentlemen. So, sign here and he'll be release into your custody. Oh look, he's waking up! Just in time."
I walked over to him. "Cub. Wake up Cub."
He moaned. "Owww. Screw you Blunt. You can't even get guards who can fight properly. Have to take me out with a freaking tranquilliser dart."
If I wasn't so annoyed, I would have laughed. "You tranquillised him?"
"He's quite the fighter."
"Yes, but if you had to do that, how did he get the bruises?"
"Let's just say some of the security guards took longer to realise he was out than others." Blunt shrugged and walked out, leaving us to try and wake Alex up then get him home.
Wolf
I wasn't happy when Cub came to stay with us. It wasn't that I didn't like him, but he clearly needed more help than we had the time or patience to give him. And also, the first thing he did when we got him home was try to leave. I picked him up and carried him back to the couch. "You aren't going anywhere until we work out what's happening. Why were you at MI6?"
"No reason. Can I go now?" He crossed his arms. "If I'm going to be stuck here, I want to get clothes and stuff."
Clearly that was all we were going to get. "Fine. Fox, you want to go with him?"
"I don't need a babysitter!" Cub protested, but Fox nodded and steered him out the door.
Fox
Alex gave me directions to get to his house, a fairly large place in Chelsea. When we got there, he was out almost before I'd parked the car.
"Alex, wait up!" I jogged after him, then paused at the door, shocked by what I saw in front of me. There was a bloodstain by the door that looked like it led to the kitchen. But even more strangely, the house was clean. It was the weirdest thing I had ever seen. I wandered over to the bin in the kitchen and lifted the lid. There was the regular food, debris, and old newspapers, but several beer cans as well. I pursed my lips. We were going to be having a talk about that. Where had Alex gone? Hearing noises from upstairs, I went up to see if he was there. He was standing in his room, shoving clothes and other things in a bag. I grabbed a box and began to pile books in it, but he grabbed it from me.
"What are you doing?" He scowled at me again.
"I'm trying to help you pack." I took the box again.
He snatched it away. "No, you aren't."
"Am."
"Aren't."
"Am."
"Aren't."
I was about to say 'am' again, then I realised that I sounded like a five year old. "Fine. I won't help you. I'll just sit here and stare at you as you take twice as long to do everything."
"Fine." He shoved the box back at me. "I don't need everything, just a few books and CD's."
Smirking, I continued packing up the books. Alex Rider- 0. K-unit- 1.
Sorry, I know it's not very interesting. I'm trying to make it go slow enough, but at the same time, I don't want it to be boring. Please review with any suggestions or ideas or just comments in general :)
