Chapter 3: New Assignment

DJ: December surprises and two new chapters. What a wonderful combination, don't you think?

Anna: (grumpy) I'm not in the mood for surprises right now, Your Majesty.

DJ: Oh, you're still mad about that? (pats Yassen on the head) Good boy.

Disclaimer Guy: DJ doesn't own any rights on Alex Rider. The only characters that belong to her are Anna, Macy and Miyuki.

New Assignment

Those damn ninjas…

The moment I hit the soft mattress the first tear spilled on the bedcovers. It had been the worst day of my life. Could you imagine my boss's face when I told her about it. Well, maybe you lack the imagination so I'll tell you: it was pure horror. She immediately tightened security around me and did a quick call to the person in charge of whole MI6. Now, I have not only to bodyguards at my side, but also a worried Macy, who didn't know anything.

Speaking of the devil. Marie 'Macy' LeBlanc stood in the doorway with her striped pajamas on. The look in her eyes was filled with her motherly instinct. And she was only nineteen, that is.

'Let me guess,' her light voice melodramatic. 'It's a guy.'

'And what for one,' I mumbled more for myself than Macy. She did hear it and frowned, like she was trying to make a difficult puzzle.

'I don't get it. Why would I guy, no matter how much he hates you, try to kill you? Is he a bad guy or what?' She laughed as it was meant as a joke, but she saw my eyes darkening. She gasped. 'He is.'

There was no need to lie to her. Macy could keep her mouth for sure. Her next question actually surprised me.

'Did he look good?' The enthusiasm clearly showing off her face.

I recalled the looks of Yassen Gregorovich and told her the thruth. Something I hadn't noticed on the moment itself. Goodit didn't get my distracted. 'Yeah. He was pretty good-looking. I will try to get the picture for you.'

That closed the topic for me. The only thing I wanted now was rest. A deep sleep came over me and somehow his face showed up in my dreams.

For the first time in her life Mrs. Jones was at loss. She had contact with Scorpia earlier today and something important was revealed: Scorpia didn't know anything about Anna Sanders. Still, the assassin could become a danger for her life.

Suddenly the phone rang and she sighed. What was it this time?

'Hello?'

The voice at the other end answered in a light tone. 'Konichiwa, Jones-san.'

Mrs. Jones would recognize that voice everywhere. It belonged to a girl that lived not far from headquarters. She was born and raised in Japan, but had recently moved here. How did she get the number?

'Just tell me, Miyuki,' Mrs. Jones answered shortly before the girl could get annoying.

Miyuki laughed and said in her 'Guess what?' tone: 'Some friend of me called and I really can't get in Venice by tomorrow evening. Could you get me some replacement?'

'I suppose,' Mrs. Jones sighed before hanging up.

I woke up the next morning with 'Until The Day I Die' by Story of the year echoing through the room. Slowly I opened my eyes. I was still exhausted from yesterday's events. Why would all the bad things happen to her? Maybe she should see a fortuneteller soon.

'Miauw?' A white kitten jumped on the bed and started liking my pale hand. I giggled, because I'm actually very ticklish. A trait I wasn't very fond of.

I patted his little head and sighed. 'Good morning, Sparkle.' I smiled lightly. 'At least your life isn't threatened.'

The kitten made a little sound of agreement before jumping out of the bed. He had possibly heard Macy coming down the hall, because only moments later my door flew open. Macy entered with a huge grin on her face and a plate with all kinds of food.

'Rise and shine!'

'You're really sure about this?' asked a man nervously as he watched the head of MI6. 'I don't want to be in any danger because of incompetent spies tonight.'

'She can be trusted,' Blunt said while piercing the man with his sharp gaze. 'We don't just pick someone from the street.'

The man made a face. 'I hope you're right.'

I was just trying to find my keys for my office's door as someone tapped me on the shoulder. I was met with the serious face of Ian Rider, one of my colleagues.

'Blunt wants to see you.' Then he turned around and walked away.

Miyuki wore an incredulous smile on her face as she saw the man before her frowning. They quietly sat at the terrace of a student's café. Completely ignoring the curious stares of half the population that passed by.

'So you're not going?' Yassen asked slightly surprised, which turned into an amused smirk. 'But with who could I dance then tonight?'

The girl just smiled mysteriously. 'My source of information says that my replacement is pretty enough for your standards. Have some fun, try to kiss her and whatever you like after that.' She took a sip of her cappuccino and grinned. 'Tell me about it if you want. I'm always in for a new shocking story.'

Yassen answered his friend her honestly: 'I will.'

I watched the ticket in my hand and heard a voice announcing the arrival my plane. Goodbye London, I thought. Hello Venice.

DJ: Finally a longer chapter. Hope you guys like it this way. : ) I did my absolute best.