"We can't let Alex get away with this!" Eagle seethed at Fox and Snake.
"You know Wolf said we had to let him be punished accordingly, not to carry it on." Snake muttered trying to pacify his comrade.
"Bu-"
"Eagle shut-up. Come on Snake pllllleeeeaaassseeeee." Fox begged.
"You two can do what you like, I will take no part in it when Wolf hangs you from the ceiling by your freaking baby makers!" Snake said backing away out the door, already groaning at his decision.
Eagle and Fox grinned at each other mischievously, before stepping outside to discuss their plans.
God Alex thought to himself, he needed to shower.
He grunted getting up slowly, as he searched for some passively clean sweats.
Alex grabbed a pair of grey sweat pants and a navy t-shirt, before shoving his bedroom door open loudly.
He completely ignored Wolf's growl from a few doors down and stepped into the bathroom.
The bathroom appeared to be the only tidy place in the whole house.
He dumped his clothes on the floor along with what he hoped was his towel and not someone else's.
He turned on the shower taps and stripped, relishing in the hot water.
Man Alex thought showers god they were amazing.
Alex thought he heard a gunshot from downstairs but decided to ignore it.
Probably just Eagle trying to open a jam jar or something.
It was twenty minutes before he finally stepped out of the warm spray.
Alex quickly dried off and got dressed, feeling relieved when he realised his muscles and such weren't as stuffed up.
He walked down the stairs feeling mildly happier then before, nothing could've prepared him for the scene he saw as he walked down the stairs though.
Chairs were broken downstairs, paper was everywhere.
Red staining the floor and the walls.
Oh. God. Please. No
He rounded the corner into the lounge, eyes as wide as saucers.
And there was a sight he never thought he would see.
There on the ground was Fox's shredded body, blood seeping out from under him.
"Fox?" Alex questioned hoping to God that it was just some stupid prank.
"Please no! Fox! Ben, please." Alex shouted falling to his knees beside his comrades fallen body.
Tears were dripping down his face as he gathered his friends body into his arms.
It was cold and lifeless, nothing like the Fox he knew.
Alex sat there for what seemed hours.
Just staring at the bloody drying on the floor, holding Fox's rabidly cooling body.
He felt numb, he felt lost, he felt broken.
"Ahh Alex I see you've seen our friend here, tell me are you shattered yet? Have you finally fallen?" His heart pounded as he heard the voice from the shadows, there was only one person who owned a voice like that.
"A dead man lives to tell a tale," Alex muttered sarcastically.
"My, my Alex I thought you'd hold more respect for the one who raised you." The man said raising an eyebrow pointedly.
"You lost my respect when you stepped through that door like the coward you are," Alex spat, stepping away from his friends long cold body.
"You call me a coward I call you a killer, are we done with the name calling?" The man said fiddling with the Rolex watch on his wrist.
"We will never be done. You, you left me with MI6 to fight for a bunch of narcissistic psycho's. You my own flesh and blood pointed a gun at my head all for money. You don't get to call me a killer, uncle." Alex seethed, rage consuming his vision.
"Are you any better Alex? Was it not a minute before I pointed a gun at your temple, that you stood above a man's body, blood dripping from your hands, an innocent man." His uncle said nonchalantly.
*Flashback 1 year ago*
Alex stood from the man he'd been tasked to kill, blood ran down his hand pooling on the floor.
Despite the facade of innocence the man Damien O'Hal had built around himself, Alex knew better.
This man was an evil that couldn't be described, a man who gained from the death of others, a sadist who enjoyed the torture of innocents.
He wiped the blood on his jeans slowly, turning around briskly when he heard the soft click of a gun.
"My, my nephew how you have grown." The man said stepping out of the shadows, directing his gun at Alex's temple.
"I see your still a cold bastard Ian." Alex said softly.
"You win some, you loose some. What can I say?" Ian chuckled coldly.
"You can't really be behind all this B.S can you? It's not your forte." Alex asked rhetorically.
"I must admit you got smarter boy, no I'm not behind this that's left for another day. All I know is the boss is willing to pay money for your death." Ian said.
"Kill me really, wow." Alex said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh don't worry I won't kill you that's to easy, no I have much more planned." Ian said sadistically.
"Real original" Alex said sarcastically.
"I'll see you soon my friend, have fun with fire Alex." Ian said cryptically, before placing his gun in his pocket; walking out the door cockily.
"Fire, seriously?" Alex said.
That was when the bomb went off, fire lighting up the small apartment.
Windows shattered and structures collapsed, men died and women cried.
*end of flashback*
"Get to the point Uncle, why are you here?" Alex asked avoiding the shake in his voice.
"I told you I'd be back didn't I." Ian said, leaning on the wall lazily.
"You did, but that doesn't explain why." Alex said.
"I want to see you suffer, I want to see you break. I will take your family from you one by one. It's started already, with Ben here. You have a week to figure out why. I am not one to hold a grudge, but what you have done is unforgivable, your first clue boy." Ian said deathly calm, pure anger lacing his tone.
"I would like to see you try to kill them, you a**hole!" Alex shouted.
"As I said a week to figure out my puzzle. One gone four to go." Ian said standing up from the wall.
"YOUR A F*CKING COWARD YOU KNOW THAT!" Alex shouted, taking a step towards his uncle.
"Tsk, tsk. What did I tell you about your language boy? Buenas noches Alex." Ian said taking a step through the door.
'Bloody crazy bastard' Alex thought to himself, it wasn't even night.
That was a seconds before he fell face first into the ground beside his long dead friend, a dart sticking out of his back.
Now he was just confused.
Ring a ring a roses,
a pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down.
The old folk song rang through his head, as he stared blankly at the dull, grey ceiling,.
His head was pounding, his eyesight was swimming; yet he could not turn his thought from his friends long dead body.
The remainder of K-unit had appeared an hour ago, MI6 had been notified and Ben's body had been shifted; still Alex refused to move.
Oliver, James and Kaidan had all left him to his thoughts, as they dealt with there's.
He would call them by their K-unit names but it was as if without the fourth member, it would be disrespectful.
It wasn't as if he was naive to the fact that one of them could die any minute, but it didn't make it hurt any less.
Especially knowing it was just the monster that had raised him coming back to spite him in all his glory.
Alex was lost, he was drowning in his own mind.
Memories of him and Ben he'd long forgotten had resurfaced.
First memory:
Alex had came back from a mission in Austria and he had simply sank down against the wall, head in his hands.
It wasn't that he'd failed the mission or that he'd killed someone, it was that he couldn't save someone.
He'd watched his friend as he'd breathed his last.
What if's and maybes formed a chokehold around his throat, suffocating him.
What if he hadn't of left René, would he still be there laughing?
Maybe if he had taken a left turn instead of a right he'd be there in time to cut down the rope.
René was a good actor, Alex decided.
He was able to hide his suffering and internal battle so well.
"Alex come on kid, talk to me" Ben said softly.
"It's nothing Ben, just leave me alone." Alex silently begged.
"MI6 told me 'bout the kid Alex." Ben replied, ignoring Alex's plea
"I couldn't save him." Alex mumbled, voice cracking.
"Oh Cub." Ben said, opening the door and taking in Alex's dishevelled appearance.
"Its my fault, maybe if I'd been there sooner. I-if I had listened to him more often, if I h-."
"Cub listen here, it was not your fault. You weren't the one bullying him and you were not the one to drive him to those measures, do me a favour and stop." Ben said, cutting-off Alex.
"Bu-"
"No, now get up and get your coat, we're going out." Ben said, turning around and walking out the door.
Ben had taken him out for ice cream and told him to remember all the good memories, all the times worth reliving not the but's and what if's.
Alex smiled at that memory, Ben's advice worked well.
There wasn't a day that Alex didn't miss René as a friend, but the good memories made the ache more bearable.
Second memory:
"Alex Jonathan Rider! How on earth do you expect to go on a mission when you can barely stand up?" Ben seethed, standing in front of Alex's bed with his hands on his hips.
"But Ben...it's important." Alex said, his voice slurring from fever,
"No. You will stay in this bed and you will sleep, got it?" Ben asked, giving him the death glare.
"Yes." Alex mumbled, pouting like a two year old.
That had been the day when Alex had jumped out the window and had ended up in the middle of MI6 HQ, delusional and hysterical.
It had also been the day where he'd been dragged back home and had his ass lectured off by Ben.
"What'd you think you'd accomplish you moron! That you could bloody well take out a world class assassin while sick, I think not!" Ben seethed, hauling him up the stairs while Kaidan muttered angrily behind them.
"I'm so-"
"I don't want to hear it! Kaidan you can do whatever you like to him, just make sure he stays in the goddamn bed!" Ben shouted, dumping Alex unceremoniously onto the bed.
That had been his and Ben's first real fight. It was also the first time Kaidan tried knocking him out, it didn't end well afterwards.
Alex paused for a minute, sinking into his feelings and emotions,
And finally for the first time in months he cried.
Tears fell down his face like a river, his sobs echoing through the quite room.
His body shuddered as he broke down, no doubt the others would be down soon, after hearing his cries.
Why did he loose everyone?
Why was it he, who always had to fall?
A/N:
omfg guys I'm horrible how could I forget about this ahhhhhhh I am so sorry.
I did an extra long chapter with every thing piled in (kinda)
Its almost at an ending and In the next few chapters everything will be uncovered for the next story.