Disclaimer: I do not own Alex Rider.
This is a prequel to "That's Classified" I thought up after reading some stories in the Alex Rider communities.
Here it is Just His Luck
"So explain again, why are we here? Just so Eagle understands." Wolf said as K-Unit sat in MI6 Director Blunt's office.
"You are here because SCORPIA has targeted a school here in Chelsea and I want SAS there on protection detail." Blunt said as bluntly as ever.
"And what's there that needs protecting in a school full of bratty kids?" Wolf asked showing his dislike for children.
"Someone who made SCORPIA very angry on more than one occasion. You will be stationed there no longer than a week since by that time, we would extract him. Dismissed, except for you, Agent Daniels." Blunt said and K-Unit left, leaving Ben there leaning against the wall looking at the grey man. "Do you realize who is there, Ben?"
"I have my guesses, but I hope I'm wrong. If it is Alex, we'll probably take him to Beacons by the end of tomorrow." Ben said.
"I will allow that, make sure he remains safe." Blunt said and Ben walked out of the office.
In the lobby, K-Unit was waiting for Ben/Fox so they could exit the building.
"So what's the plan?" Eagle asked Fox once he exited the elevator.
"We will be stationed at the school for no more than a week, and if needed we will extract the protectee to SAS for safety." Fox replied.
"As long as we don't have to deal with little brats for too long." Wolf said.
"Cub wasn't a brat." Snake stated.
"Yes, he was." Wolf said.
"Well, he was the brat that saved your arse by kicking it." Fox added.
"Come on, lets get to the hotel to update the others." Wolf said as they walked out of the building.
"How will we know who the protectee is if we don't even have a name?" Eagle asked.
"Oh, we'll know." Ben said with a smile on his face.
As they walked, unknown to them, a blonde teenager was walking home from Brooklyn school with his friend and stopped dead in his tracks in disbelief that K-Unit just walked out of MI6 HQ.
"Alex? What wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost." Tom said once he saw that Alex stopped. Before Alex could answer, his phone beeped, meaning he got a text message.
It would be wise to wear your bulletproof jersey to school tomorrow as a precaution.
- Ms. Jones
He put his phone away. "It's nothing." He and Tom went to Alex's house to do homework and play video games; meanwhile SAS got ready to go to school the next day.
For Alex Rider, thing were finally getting back to normal since his last mission. He was almost done all the work he missed with thanks to his mate, Tom. The teachers and classmates stared at him strangely less and less over time. He was hanging out with his old friends and played football with them regularly.
Some things would never be normal again sadly. He had nightmares almost every night about his missions or all the people he has seen die, especially of Jack's death, caused by Julius. As well as the fact that in the aftermath of Cairo, the Pleasures were killed when their plane was blown up. That was the very last straw and it broke whatever humanity and innocence he had left, he isolated himself and only did what needed to be done and nothing more. Since the Pleasures' death he has been willing to do assignments for MI6, thankfully he had been able to finish his most recent job in time to make it for the new school year.
Even with being a month into school without sudden disappearances, he always had bags under his eyes since he rarely got a peaceful night's sleep. Tom constantly came over since Tom's parents were fighting a lot. And since his last mission, MI6 stationed agents outside his home for his safety. As well as an agent that is temporarily living with him until they could find an agent brave enough to become permanent.
But as they walked home one day Alex spotted four large men exit a building that looked like a bank. They all were familiar to him as they were the members of K-Unit of the SAS. He knew his luck would bite him in the arse again one of those days. Why of all things must it be those bastards? he thought to himself as he walked home with Tom.
