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Alex was thrown roughly back into the cell with a cry of pain escaping his lips as he landed on his bleeding back. He groaned and slipped back into the shadows.
"That's only the beginning of what is to come, Alex. I do so hope you are prepared for tomorrow."
Alex only snarled and bit back a sarcastic retort and another cry of pain as the door slammed behind them, and the goons walked away with cruel laughter.
"Oh, my god, what happened?!" someone from the group exclaimed, looking towards Alex's back, which was injured badly.
"Whip," he grunted and rolled onto his stomach to escape the pain. Luckily for him, he had a high pain tolerance.
Sabina rushed over to him, a cry of anger and anguish escaping her lips. "Alex!" she cried. "They- they-" she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence as he just nodded, gritting his teeth in the pain.
"I'll be fine, Sabina. Time heals all-" he paused thinking of old missions and family members. "Most wounds," he finished.
Sabina looked around to find a wet cloth they had left in there earlier and some disinfectant. They couldn't have him getting sick or having an infection before they needed another dose of his screaming, she thought angrily as she went to work cleaning Alex's back.
"Alex," someone said quietly. It was Mark.
Alex turned to the voice. "Yeah?" he asked, wondering why the bully was talking this way- he was usually so confident.
Mark sighed. "We need some more information about you- not just your missions or enemies- we already know plenty about that," he said, motioning around him.
Alex winced at the reference to their capture. "Fine," he relented. "What do you want to know?"
The group took turns asking Alex questions. It was like playing twenty questions to him- annoying but he knew it needed to be done if they were to trust him to get out of there.
"How did your family die?" It was asked hesitantly, but Alex answered anyways.
Alex grimaced. "Long stories, that I might tell later, but long story short- well- my parent died in a plane crash. Sabotaged of course. My uncle was shot by an assassin- Yassen Gregorovich- and-" his voice caught as he thought about Jack.
"Yes?" they pushed.
"Nothing. I didn't have very much family." He pushed off the topic of Jack for now…
"How did you get involved with SCORPIA?"
"Yassen warned me as he was dying in front of my eyes to follow my destiny. Find information about my past and my family- it was a mistake obviously- but I followed it all the way to Venice. Which is why I disappeared on the trip."
"Who is Doctor Three?"
Alex looked grim and winced as Sabina pressed on his injuries a little too hard. "The world best torturer. The employee of SCORPIA."
The room was silent.
"Have you been shot?"
He glanced down at his leg. He had forgotten the injury from the kidnapping and now, the pain was inching its way up his leg.
"My leg," he said nodding to it. The students gasped, remembering. "Shot at and right above the heart- SCORPIA." He finished with another wince at the memory.
"Did Jack know you were a spy?"
"Yes," he answered quietly.
"What happened to her?"
Alex stopped talking. His mouth set in a grim line. "Well-" he started.
He didn't get any further. Saved by the door opening. It's going to be good or bad… he trailed off.
There in the door- or more like being thrown in- was Fox.
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