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This is just a little thing to say thank you, to all of you who have reviewed, most have you have asked me to update quicker. I want to thank those, you know who you are, who's review has really kicked my ass into writing more. I was going to do the thing where you list the names, but hey I think people would rather me write more. But I do try to reply to review as much as possible. And thank you.

However I did receive a review from who I'm guessing is Prideisarrogance, if I'm mistaken then I do full apologise, but you were anom yet you wrote similar thing like she did. I didn't delete the review, she/you sent but I did block her from contacting me. This is what she said…

Wow. I never thought I'd ever find a story like this one, but I did. This has got to be the worst story I have ever seen in my life, and on theAlex Rider fandom. The people who are reading this are you no regard for proper grammar? Do you know how to spell? I would thinknot by the way you seem to show it. If you were planning on romance, let me tell you it is failing. If you wereplanning on plot, let me tell you it's failing. I can't believe people haven't figured out how many story's you've ripped offof-all uniquely crafted in their own right. I guess you'd argue that you didn't, but deep down, you'd know it was true. Isuppose you daydream about being famous? Let me get you a reality check, mydear. If you continue you like this, it's not ever going to happen. You should delete this story, and stop destroying people's vision of actual,well written fiction. It'd take you a bazillion years to write anything goodat the rate you're going. JUST STOP. So I am guessing you're going to do the cowardly thing, and delete thisreview? Then block anonymous reviewers, right? HAHA. I laugh, because it isjust another representation of how low you are. Get a life. Go learn something useful. Learn what a comma is. Go back to kindergarten, andlearn capitalization. Read a dictionary. I can't even imagine how you can live with yourself. How can you even toleratethe facts you knowingly implicate yourself with? You know the publishers? You send this to them, and they toss it in the trashright away. No one's got the time to read crap like this. Let me be kinder here, 'cause I know I've been kind of harsh. I believe everyone has potential. There are talents there lurking behind yourbrain. Your imagination is your success. Every, little thought you have isworth something to someone. Make it worthwhile for more than just one. Good luck, sweetie.

It hurt. Everyone's entitled to an opinion, but this was really mean, if you don't like my writing and story then you don't have to read it. As for grammar, yer I don't bother spending hours checking it, I briefly read through it and then put it on the site, I figure people want the story not the crossed 't' and dotted 'i'. As for copying story, I just don't, I don't have a plan for this story, I just write each chapter as they come to me. To the person who wrote the review thank you for your opinion, you wanted to make a point? Well you have. You wanted to upset me? Congratulations. You managed to insult the people reading my story? Yer that was just plain mean. Just enjoy writing your own stories, make your readers happy, but I'm asking you to please leave me and my writing alone. Thank you, truly 32-star

Well here's the next chapter

Chapter 10

After a few more minutes of general chatter, Alex truly began to warm to the more human side of Yassen. As they finished chatting and discussing, Yassen suggested calling the hotel. Alex having spent time in France produced a perfect accented English as he spoke into the phone, ignoring both Yassen's and Jack's shocked faces at his skill. The call was swift and continued without problems.

After travelling for just under a hour, Yassen parked the car in a back street. Before getting out of the car Yassen passed Alex a small hand gun which Alex was about to refuse until Yassen pointed out that it was just incase, and it's always better to be prepared.

Yassen couldn't help but feel overly protective of the two people that had somehow, in his mind, become under his care, not out of duty but a desire to protect them. He found it hard to relax as he led them through the dark back streets.

'Remember Alex, these people are dangerous, so I want you to act as the scared and out of place child. And you Jack, the lost woman, trying to escape this world.' Both of them nodded that they clearly understood.

They turned a corner to a small house that looked out of place within the shattered old buildings. Oh it looked like its surroundings, but to the trained eyes, one could see the new steel gate, enforced door and windows not to mention the hidden cameras, and monition detectors, that would shimmer slightly in the lacking moonlight. Yassen obviously knew the drill as he reached the door he pushed aside a brick to push a button. A large man with heavy stubble on his face, cold eyes but slighted with preconisation as he took in Yassen's shadowed figure. The man was well built, obviously some sort of bodyguard or bouncer to the building hey were entering. He nodded his head to Yassen who in turn did the same. He took in the young teen who's eyes were conveniently filled with innocence, and the accompanying young lady. His eyes stayed to long on Jacks face and more prominently, her figure, for Yassen's liking, which in turn lowed his opinion of the man in front of him, as his protective emotions rose over his companions. The man stepped aside without further words, and let the group enter, although looking curious, yet smart enough not to ask questions.

The man led them down a hall way past a room filled with people with curiosity written on their faces, and into a small room at the end. Inside two men stood by a machine and looked towards the door as the group entered. It was straight to business with no pleasantries, as time was money in this business. Pictures were quickly taken as were fake names quickly decided. Soon the passports and idea were being printed and dried. And within ten minuets they were leaving the room, and then leaving the house.

It seemed to go smoothly. 'Seemed' being the operative word. As they ventured back down the roads towards the car Yassen nudged Alex slightly on his shoulder, Alex just nodded, showing that he already new. Jack was oblivious to the exchange but even she could feel some deep instinct inside her telling her to run. Fear filled her slowly and subconsciously quickened her pace. Yassen could tell that she was scared, as he could read her body signals, he needed to comfort her, so he did something he never thought he would do. His hand on what seemed like its own accord dropped and softly gripped hers. She jumped slightly at the contact, yet glad for the support, she felt herself calm down.

Alex could feel the presence behind them even before Yassen alerted them to it. The Sharp animal instinct ran up his spine. They were being hunted. And They were the prey. He felt everything change as he was yanked into an alcove (a little, no exit, alley) by Yassen as a spray of bullets flew past his head. It was clear that even thought both Yassen and Alex were searching fully for a way out, there wasn't one.

'how good are you with a gun Alex?'

'not bad. Where gonna have to fight our way out, aren't we?' Yassen nodded.

'Great' Alex groaned. Even at a time like this Yassen smile at the teen.

'Sorry Jack but I don't trust you with a gun' he told her with a sly grin, but continued to talk to Alex before she could shout at him.

'Alex have you ever killed someone?'

'Only in self defence' he replied looking very disturbed about where this conversation was going.

'Well their shooting at us, trying to kill us, is that enough for you to kill in self defence?' surprisingly the question was serious. Alex thought for a moment he weighted the gun in his hand, as he loaded the bullets. Tiny bits of metal, that can course so much damage and pain. He clicked them into place. He glanced backwards at Jack who looked terrified, yet trying to be strong. He had to protect her, at the moment she was the only family he had. And, he thought to himself, if he wants to change that then he has to get rid of these men. He met Yassen eyes as he spoke clearly.

'yes'