Disclaimer: I do not own any Alex Rider characters. Any mentioned that appear at any time in this story are the property of A.H. Any others are of my own making; and if there are any references outside of A.R series that are real, such as places or people, it is not intentional.

NOTE: Sorry I was missing for 4 days! My friend was in the hospital. She's good now, and is coming home!


The Sergent looked at the agent in front of him. The man was hurt, but not broken. and probably thanks to the assassin. But why? The Sergent looked at the scarred face. What connection did those two have, if any at all? He had spoken with Mrs. Jones earlier. Even she thought it was a long shot. But it was the only shot they had


The assassin sat on his bunk. his few possessions had been neatly stored. Not that there was much. Just a set of boxers and a book. The SAS even owned his toothbrush! The assassin leaned back in his bunk and shut his eyes. K-Unit was eating dinner, and would come back to find him. He had already read his file. If you could call it that. Just a list of the kindness of MI6. An all expenses paid trip to London. He knew taking the Turkestan job was a bad idea. But it payed well. He rubbed his eyes. Had to stay alert. He pulled out his book and began to read.


Eagle saw him first. The mess hall doors had opened, and someone slipped through. Eagle kicked Snake under the table. Wolf looked up too. The man walked, no limped forward. He had been tortured. That was evident. but when the man saw K-Unit, his face broke into a grin. In the silence, the scape of the chair was very loud. But Wolf didn't care. He helped the man into the seat, and Eagle pushed his food toward the man. The man nodded his thanks. Snake looked concerned, but smiled too.

"How are you?"

The man looked at Snake, and saw the smile slip. but the man continued anyway. "Fine. I've felt better."

"How did you get out?" Eagle want to kick Wolf for being rude, but honestly, he was also wondering.

"Well, I'm sure you head, someone made a deal." The man paused, and his eyes had a far away look.

"I never met him. If he spoke I would know his voice in an instant. They deal was supposedly a good one."

Eagle became inpatient. "What the hell was it? Money?"

The man shook his head "Time."

Eagle was about to interrupt again, but received a vicious kick. So he nodded, encouraging the man to go on.

"The deal was apparently the best the assassin had made to this, group, you could say. Not organised enough to be a real terrorist threat." The man closed his eyes. "They were a threat. Well, MI6 though so. It was supposed to be simple. Severance. Get in, get names, get the hell out. But I got caught. Overconfident. It was my last day, I would be leaving on one of the group's assents, get caught by MI5, given to MI6, killed, and then the group would be taken down. Apparently SIS had been working for almost a year on this. and I ruined it." He paused for a drink of water. "After I finished packing, I was called into the head's office. I should have seen it coming. They captured me easy enough."

He saw Eagle's confused expression. "Drugged tea."

Wolf looked angry. "How could you have not seen that coming?"

"I already told you. I became overconfident in my ability. I don't have the luck of the devil, but I thought I was good. After they drugged me, I woke in a cell. At first they didn't feed me. When that didn't wok, they used other means. After three months, I was done. But I held on. MI6 would get me out. After two more months, I had reached a decision. I would tell them what they wanted. So when the guard came in i was ready to talk. but then the head came in. He was happy. Ecstatic would not be an understatement. He said 'We have received an arrangement we can not refuse. So you may go.' then someone else spoke. 'That was not our agreement.' and the head froze. I mean the assassin was not even in the room, and the head was scared of him. The head looked nervous 'Of course.' Then he turned to me. 'We will give you medical attention and sent you back to MI6.' Then I head a safety come off. The head licked his lips and said, 'And we will not harm you in any way.'"

The agnet shook is head. "I mean, the assassin had the head wrapped around his finger. I got patched up and shipped back to MI6, with £12,000 for compaction."

"And you don't know who it is?"

"No, but Mrs. Jones said..."

Suddenly a solider burst into the hall.

"Fire!"

Wolf jumped up and shoved his way to the door. People were panicking. God, this was an SAS camp. They were supposed to be in control. He finally reacted the door.

He grabbed the man. "Where is it?"

"D-Unit." the man gasped out.

Wolf pushed him and started to run to the hut. It shone brightly. There was a bright flash of light, and Wolf was thrown to the ground. He looked over.

"The medic center!"

"Anyone inside?"

"Move him!"

what the hell was going on? The agent appeared next to him.

"What do we do now?"

The man looked at him and opened his mouth.

There was another explosion. A hut leaped into the air.

The agent tuned to him.

"We wait."


The assassin ran. He had started the fire at the unit's hut. It was relatively simple. A lighter sat on the first bunk by the door. Wasn't smoking bad for you health? The assassin grinned. Then a shudder rolled through the ground. What the hell? He looked back. The hut was still burning, but the soldiers were running toward the medical lodge. There was a bright flash and the assassin shaded hie eyes. A section of the Sergent's office was in flames. The assassin stood frozen for a second. He could see the fence, just a few yards away. With this distraction, he could run. But he would be blamed for the explosions. He had never been an enemy of a country. And he had no intention of starting now. He raced back to the mess hall.


Eagle pulled Snake b the arm. Together they raced toward the Sergent's office. They burst inside. quickly they searched the rooms. They stepped through a door, to find themselves dragged back. They crouched on the floor. A wave of heat went over them.

Snake looked up. Smoke was everywhere. Ir was hard to see and it stung his eyes. "What do we do?"

Eagle tried to stand up, but someone dragged him down. Eagle hid the floor hard, then relaxed. Snake groaned inwardly. He was unconscious. Snake looked at the third member of their party. The man made a gesture. It obvious. Get out. Now. Snake dragged Eagle toward the exit. Snake kicked open the door. and staggered outside. He gasped and felt hands pull him away.

"Move out of the way1 It's going to explode!"

Snake looked at the men surrounding him. "Some...someone...their...inside...helped.." He gestured weakly towards Eagle.

He felt faint. He took a step forward, then a force sent him stumbling forward. He struggled to stand. Wolf was suddenly next to him. "Snake it's fine. No one was inside."


K-Unit sat silently on their bunks. The assassin was having a meeting with the Sergent, and it wasn't going well. They could hear him shouting, but no responce. Eventually they had been ushered away.

Now they sat in dejected silence. The agent nervously tapped his fingers on the side of his bunk. Wolf looked at him, but didn't comment. They knew he was nervous, and didn't try to stop him. Eagle moodily started to toss a ball with Snake. Wolf sighed.

"Honestly, how much longer does it take to be debriefed?"

"Well Wolf, if you are accused of blowing up three buildings of government property and committing arson to another, it might take awhile to sort things out." Snake glared at the man.

"Do you think it was him?" Eagle joined the conversation eagerly.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"No."

The men looked at the agent, lying on his bunk.

"Why not?" Wolf snapped. "He's an assassin. He kills people."

"Exactly. No one died. And he even help Snake and Eagle. So it wasn't him."

Snake nodded at the agent's logic. "He even stopped us from entering a room that exploded."

"So?" Wolf roared. "He knew which room the explosion was in. how did he know? He planted thye bombs."

They were quite as thery head scraping outside of the hut. The door knob slowy turned.

The agent bolted up.

The assassin stepped calmly into the room.

"Why did you make that deal?"

To Wolf's immense surprise, the killer answered.

"You took a bullet for me. I was in you dept."

The agent looked furious. "I never took a bullet for a killer."

The assassin crossed the room, standing in front of the agent. "Yes, you did. Ben."

"When?"

"Dragon Nine."