So yeah, I don't own anything that you recognize.

~Alex POV~

I sat next to my fellow captive and sighed. Why the heck would an MI6 agent and a superhero want anything to do with me? The man next to me snorted and poked me in the ribs.

"Cheer up Lex." He said good naturedly, causing me to roll my eyes. "I don't think cheering up is going to help us." I responded as I took another count of the multiple injuries of the man next to me.

"Right, I guess that sounds a bit unusual coming from someone who's been in captivity for almost as long as you've been alive."

I smiled and then cursed SCORPIA again. They had taken my mother, father, and uncle from me. But in the past seven years I had been given one reprieve from my original hatred of the criminal organization that had ruined my life.

They didn't kill my father.

They kept him captive for my entire life.

And now I was being held with him, away from my sons and those I cared for. "So, what do you think the boys look like now? They'd be sixteen now wouldn't they?" my father, Johnathan Rider, asked me. I thought about my boys and smiled again. I hope Ben has been doing what I wanted him to do…

"Well they looked exactly alike when they were seven so I think that they would be the same now as well. Blond, looking uncommonly like me, but with blue eyes. Ian, the baby…" I trailed off, not wanting to keep going. I had named my sons after my father and uncle because I wanted them both to have the resolve of spies but none of the horrible life that went with it.

"And John the protector. I'm still honored that you named your firstborn son after me."

I snorted and shook my head. "I would've named my daughter Johan if she was born first dad!"

Then I had a horrible thought. "Dad…" My father looked at me with confusion. "Yes?"

"What if those videos were sent to intimidate my sons? What if one of my sons was a superhero and the other was a spy?"

"And if they were? What would you do then?"

I thought about it for a few minutes, and considered just what I would do if I was forced to watch my sons commit the crime that SCORPIA wanted them to do. If they found out what, no who, I was?

If Ben had failed in my charge of him to train my sons so that they could run away from the life of deceit and death that I had been forced to live at the age of fourteen?

"I'd kill Jones, and then severely injure Ben."

"Sounds fair."

~Ian POV~

I sat in the bed of the dark blue truck that we were taking on our little journey to save my dad. The men sat in the cab and Devil and I sat in the back, side by side, wearing our jackets and sunglasses. It had been a day and a half since we left the safe house and the SAS soldiers had stopped trying to tell the two of us apart after six hours on the road.

"So, favorite color?" Devil asked me offhandedly. "Gold or ice blue, and yours?"

"Red or sky blue. Hmmmm… Wanna play an actual game?"

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

"A, B, C, name game. Do you know how to play?"

"You bet! Okay I'll go first. Ummm… Artemis!"

"Alex"

"Ben"

"Beth"

"Cassie"

"Carmen"

"Daniel"

"Diana"

"Emily"

"Eric"

"Fred"

"Fiona"

The two of us went back and forth, earning us some rather funny looks from the SAS as we kept playing. "What the heck are you two doing?" Snake asked as Devil said, "Richard."

"We're playing the name game! Do you want us to explain it to you?" I answered, an idea forming in my mind. "On second thought I would rather not have to deal with you explaining something again. The whole superhero protégée thing was bad enough."

I laughed. Eagle had asked for that explanation and the rest of them were almost bored to death by it. Devil shook his head and we started playing a rhythm game together.

~Ben POV~

Ian and John started playing another game and Wolf uttered one of his famous growls. "If those two don't shut up I'm gonna…" he started but I cut him off.

"You do realize that this is THEIR mission, not ours right? They are the leaders of this expedition and we are just their chaperones."

"That's what pisses me off! It's like Cub times two and on steroids…"

If only he knew that his explanation was incredibly accurate. Ian and John WERE just like Alex times two and on steroids! Well, maybe not the steroid part, but definetly Alex times two.

"It would seem that way. Oh and don't forget that they're the ones giving orders this time around."

"Bloody unlikely that I'll forget that." He muttered. Frog laughed and took a sharp turn that slammed the two boys in the back against each other. Loud insults rang out from the two teenagers as the youngest soldier here cackled.

"To-" I started but Frog hushed me. "Don't say my name Foxy! Or those two nutjobs back there might be able to track me!"

Just like the athletic boy who loved action and went to Brooklands. If only the twins knew that their father's best friend was the one who made sure that Alex had gotten the jackets that his sons now wore proudly.

Even though Tom had never really wanted to be in the army or anything in that area, he couldn't just let his best friend have all the fun.

So the loopy and lanky teenage boy joined the SAS right after he got his four year degree in Human Anatomy. Then he was put in the same unit as Alex and given a code name that completely contrasted with his friend's.

"You might know them!" I hissed back. "Only if they're Jonny boy and Century!" he quipped back. Then he took another sharp curve and we could hear the loud THUMP of two bodies hitting the side of the truckbed.

"Will you stop doing that!" Devil yelled. Tom, or, as he was known to the two of them on this mission, Frog, laughed again and called out, "Not in the near future!"

Angel groaned and I could see him flip off Frog from the rearview mirror. "I'm telling Hood!" he yelled, causing Frog to pale. "Stop being a child!" Wolf hollered.

"If I'm acting like a child then does that mean you're acting like an infant?"

Wolf banged his head against the dashboard.

This was gonna be a long mission….

A/N: and here you go! I just want to see if you guys like the twist I put in or not… if you don't then I could always just ignore the events of this chapter. Oh and sorry its so short, I wanted to give you guys something but I had no idea what to do… so if you have some ideas as to where this should go next, like should I just cut to the rescue and have the rest of the story be about Alex finding out what his sons do for kicks or should I go through and make the entire rescue mission? I could do it both ways, but I don't know which one I really want to do…

Alex: I like the one where you rescue me first!

Me: Of course you would

OH! AND TO MY REVIEWER!

BatfamilyFan01: why thank you for that equolent statement. Yes, I think so too!