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Alex opened his eyes. He turned over and saw 7:30 on his clock.

"Alex..! Time to get up!" Jack called from the kitchen.

As he sat up, his eyes landed on a bag lying next to the door. The week of hell would start today. He was to meet Ben, at school, in an hour with the other nine boys. Jack would give him a lift. He heard the door bell ring. He kicked his covers off and stumbled to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, he was at the bottom of the stairs with his bag slung over his shoulder. He had on a simple top and jeans, since he assumed they'd get camouflage army clothes at camp. He walked into the kitchen and stopped when he looked up.

Ben was at the table, chatting with Jack, in full camouflage gear. On the table was a package and a pair to SAS boots. Fox smiled when he spotted him.

"Good to see you up, Cub." He pushed the package and boots toward Alex. "Put these in your bag," Fox said, looking Alex straight in the eye.

"Thanks. What are you doing there?" Alex asked.

"Blunt said something like.. 'Alex would probably not get up, or insist he is sick. Ben, go and pick him up in time.' " Fox said in a very Blunt-like voice, and laughed.

"I was thinking about saying I was sick," Alex said, smirking at Ben.

"Come on." Ben picked up Alex's bag and looked at Jack. "Thank you for your hospitality, Miss Starbright." And with that he walked out the door. Alex hugged Jack once and ran after him.

In the car, Alex asked, "What're you going to say to them? And if I get out of your car, wont people ask questions?"

"Well, the story is, Alex, that I'm your second cousin that works for the SAS. My brother's your cousin too." Fox glanced at Alex and then at the road. "Long lost cousins, mind you."

"Okay, my long lost cousin.. What about Wolf and the others? They know that I'll be there?" Alex looked at the frown that formed on Fox's face.

"Yes, the Sergeant gave them a folder on you. I have your real one with me to give them, since MI6 sent a fake one. I also have one about the other boys- just name, age, that kind to thing."

"What about mine?" Alex asked, as the car pulled up outside the school.

"You wish, kid. You wish." Fox took a look at the group of boys standing outside the gate, carrying bags. He look contemplative for a moment, then shrugged and slammed the horn. All the boys jumped and looked around. One even screamed.

"God help me," Fox groaned, as he put his head on the steering wheel.

Alex stepped out of the car and looked back at him. "Coming, Fox? It was your idea that I'd go. There's no one to pass the blame on." Alex smirked at the older man.

Fox sighed and got out of the car. As Alex talked to Tom and the other boys, Fox got out the folder with information on them. He looked down the list of names and photos.

Alex Rider - blonde hair, brown eyes, short and muscular.

Allan Stevenson - black hair, blue eyes, thin and tall.

Hamish McNair - red hair, brown eyes, short and thin.

Sam Phillips - black hair, brown eyes, thin and tall.

Tom Harris - brown hair, brown eyes, and short.

James Skinner - black and red hair, green eyes, chubby and short.

Scott Waddell - red hair, blue eyes, thin and tall.

Tomas Robertson - long brown hair, green eyes, thin and tall.

Ted Cotnbertson - long blonde hair, blue eyes, chubby and short.

Alastair Spence - light brown hair, green eyes, short and thin.

Fox glanced at the boys as his eyes passed over the other information and back, matching them with amazing speed. At the end of was a footnote that stated that only one had worked with MI6. Fox could feel someone looking at him, and he looked up from the folder. All the boys but Alex were glancing at him nervously.

"Right, boys.." Fox marched toward them. Alex, at the back of the group, straightened to attention. Subconsciously or not, Fox hadnt an idea. "The camp is sending a bus. It will be a couple of hours 'till we get there. When you do, you'll meet your commanding officers. Any questions?"

Allan's hand went up in the air. "Aren't you a commanding officer?"

"No. I'm just there to stop K-Unit and the Sergeant from killing you all." Fox said that with an unusually straight face. All the boys shuffled back a bit except for one boy. Alex Rider.

Fox walked back to his car. "Alex." He pulled out Alex's bag from the back of the car and gave it to him. The boys stared. Fox proceeded to take attendance, and soon a bus came around the corner. Fox herded them into it. They were off in no time at all.

Alex sat next to Tom on the bus. Tom was talking about everything he could think about. Alex could see Fox reading a book while talking to the driver. The other boys talked as well, as if this was a field trip.

The bus passed though a gate and a manor house.

"Oi, SAS man, will we be living in the manor this week?" Sam yelled rudely, from the back of the bus.

Fox looked up from his book. "No. You'll be living in a hut with the other boys, in the training camp a few miles away from the house." He got up and walked up to Sam. "And the name's Fox, not SAS man.You also dont yell at your superior at Brecon Beacons."

The bus stopped moving and the door opened. "Off the bus!" Fox yelled, his face as hard as the first time Cub had seen him.

The first thing that met the boys when they exitted the bus were the pissed-off members of K-Unit.

Wolf looked like he wanted to murder them. Snake's mouth was stretched into a thin line, Lynx was sizing them up, and Eagle was glaring at anything that moved. Fox was the last one to step off the bus. He nodded at the boys, and pushed Sam into the mud.

"Sorry about that." Fox smiled down, not sorry at all, and turned to the others. "Welcome, children, to living hell. Wolf- they're all yours."

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