Thanks for the reviews and the follows and stuff, they're like, so encouraging. You have no idea how great it is to me.
Goodness, I take awhile to update. Or it feels like I do. This is tragically short and that I apologize for. Its not very good either. Sorry again. I have more of it typed out and at the bottom I'm going to have a kind of vote... Anyways, on with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Alex Rider.
"We are Orion and I'm Xena. We've been around for decades, it started with my great grandfather and has been passed down to the sons after each passing. My father didn't have a son, so it came to me. I've wanted you since the moment I heard about the things you've done and when I heard that you were involved with Scorpia, I knew that you were the piece to the puzzle I've been trying to complete.
"We deal with many things and this is our headquarters. When I come to trust you I will let you in on where exactly that is, but for now I don't know what to think of you. They say you're dangerous, but I'm not seeing that in you. I want you to be my advisor. I want you to watch over things. I want you to be my partner and I want to trust you."
"I'm fifteen years old - you can have anyone else, why me?"
"Why not you?" She leaned forward and grabbed one of his hands in both of hers, she had long, thin fingers but small palms. Her hands were warm against his coldness. "You're intelligent, you have experience with dealing with situations that would kill another, you are determined. If people knew that we had you, they'd fear us even more, you're famous in this world, Alex. We'd keep you safe and you could have anything you wanted."
He looked at her. He'd have to go along with it, wouldn't he? To get out. "What do I do?"
One month later.
Ramone - the dark skinned man who had shoved a needle in his neck - was Xena's most favored spy. He was the one to show him around and took him to each of the wings. Xena was an extremely organized person, and everything was grouped together. Everything was so sophisticated and light, not the darkness and grunginess he'd expected from someone who trafficked humans and drugs and weapons. It all made him feel very uncomfortable.
The thing he most had a problem with was the selling people for sex. He'd seen some of the people and none of them were adults, they ranged from ten to seventeen, both boys and girls, and sometimes he had to watch over them. Some of them even trying to fight him when they realized he was just a young boy, thinking they could get past him and escape. Every night he felt sick to his stomach when he thought about it. He was helping these people, the bad people, he was selling kids just as much as they were.
It was hard to live with himself.
He promised himself that when he got out, he'd tell someone. The cops, the CIA, anyone that could help them. He wouldn't let them suffer like that for the rest of their lives. He couldn't let that happen, not while he knew anything about it.
He wondered about the Pleasures'. He hoped that they were fine, that they were safe. He missed them more than ever and in his short time with Orion he realized that they had found a place in his heart. Even though they'd annoyed him, even though they'd made him feel bitter toward them, he loved them. They were the closest thing to family he'd ever get.
Most of his dreams were about them. And they weren't pleasant either. Sometimes he dreamed that they were dead, that they were being tortured right in front of his eyes. Sometimes they pleaded with him and sometimes they blamed him, nightmares plagued him.
He had to get out of there. He had to. But now wasn't the time. Not yet.
Okay, so... I have more of this typed out. The time of Alex with Orion, it needs editing of course, but it's mostly down. I just added the first month in to make it a bit longer and so that you get the idea of how it's going to be. So do you want the times separated or do you want it all at once? It'd be hella long, but I know some people don't like that.
Anyways, reviews? Please? They make me so happy.