Thanks for the review and vote Honey Nut Loop! I can update fast right now only because its break and I have no life and have nothing else to do but type up ficcys. This will be a short chapter because I still don't have enough votes to form a conclusion. However, from the previous reviews, I'd say that very little of you want Alex to die for real…

Blunt surveyed the list, feeling a bit disturbed. He reached across the desk and pressed a button. Moments later, an important looking man in an army uniform entered. He saluted.

"Yes, Mr. Blunt?" Enquired Brigadier General Matthew Gale.

"I have completed the interviews." said Blunt, handing Gale a stack of papers and a list.

Gale examined the papers and frowned. "Interesting" he murmured ,"It seems that every one of the killers received either videos or DVDs."

He-He scene change!!! :B

Alex groaned and tried to clear his head. He opened his eyes to see only faint blurs. He could hear sounds and voices, but not words. His "grandparents" must be up already, he decided. Alex was in the midst of wondering why his bed had become so hard when he started to remember. A chase...capture…the Asian woman…Alex opened his eyes again, this time to see that he was tied to a chair, with an Asian man in front of him. Scorpia.

The Asian man strolled up to Alex. "Hello Alex Rider." The man put his hand on Alex's elbow. Alex felt him squeeze, and pain ricocheted through Alex's body. Alex couldn't help but cry out. The man smiled.

"That hurts, doesn't it? That is only a small taste of what you will be getting later, Alex. I happen to be the world expert on pain and torture." The man added some more pressure. Alex bit his lip to keep from making any noise. He almost blacked out from the pain.

The man gave Alex one more sadistic smile, and exited the room. Alex looked around, and saw, to his horror, that inside the room were various machines and equipment that seemed to have come directly from a torture chamber. The man came back, wearing white surgical gloves.

"Now Alex, for the main course."

Sorry folks, since this is rated PG!!!! Can't show too much gory details or I'll get reported. Who wants to hear our hero scream like a little girl anyway?

Later…

Alex struggled to stay conscious. He was in agony, and bleeding. He was now handcuffed to the seat of a private plane, facing the Asian man, who he now knew was called Dr. Three.

"Scorpia killed those British soldiers, didn't they? Why? How?" Alex demanded when he finally regained the ability to speak. As far as Alex knew, there was no escape route from the plane, but it was best to keep Dr. Three talking. The man was a sadist, and as far as Alex knew, crazy. From experience, Alex knew that lunatic villains almost always enjoyed sharing their plans. Dr. Three, however, merely seemed amused.

"Do you really think I would let you know my plans when there is still a risk that you might escape? I am not as stupid as Herod Sayle, Alexis Sarov, or any of the other men you have…outsmarted, Alex."

Alex did not respond. It was stupid to make smart comments around this person. The flight continued in silence, and several times, Dr. Three decided to "weaken" Alex a bit more. They landed, but remained on the plane. Dr. Three turned to Alex.

"Scorpia did not kill those men, Alex. We merely triggered their deaths. Just like how AIDS does not kill anyone, but the diseases caused by AIDS causes the death. Why? Even you can answer that question, Alex. We are paid to do what we do. As far as I know, money is everything. How? You are just about to experience first hand now, Alex, how Picasso works."

"Have you ever heard of subliminal messaging?"

Alex tried to shake his head, and then grimaced in pain. He was pretty sure he was bleeding internally, and probably mortally wounded from the torture he had received.

"I thought not. Subliminal messaging has to do with the mind, the human consciousness. A few years ago, a professor at MIT discovered through experimentation that certain patterns of light and color could be used to send messages to the human brain, controlling one's sub-consciousness. We, Scorpia, were able to buy his experimentation results before they were presented to the United States government, with a little persuasion. We then replaced some of the presents sent to the American soldiers with videos, or DVDs."

"Why?" gasped Alex.

"Now, Alex, didn't I just answer that question? Money was the reason for that one, and now, we intend to have you destroy MI6. They have become a nuisance in their futile quest to eliminate Scorpia."

A television popped out of nowhere, and Alex caught sight of some bright colors and lines before he could close his eyes. All of a sudden, he felt the urge to kill, to destroy.

Kill everyone in the building. Starting with Alan Blunt.

He was bound and blindfolded.

Scene changy!!!

Alan Blunt and Mrs. Jones sat in the office of Blunt at the London MI6 headquarters. Mrs. Jones looked glum. She spoke:

"Alan, we just received news that Alex Rider has gone missing. Agents O'shien and Brownling are dead, the house was destroyed."

Blunt did not look happy.

"I suppose Scorpia got him?"

"Yes, but we can't be sure."

Blunt was silent a moment as he thought.

"Of course it's Scorpia, who else could have got him? They'll be sure to use him against us again. Increase the security of the building, the Palace, and is the Prime Minister still in a meeting? Increase the security there as well."

Mrs. Jones nodded, and began to leave. But Blunt stopped her.

"If Alex is armed, and if he is attacking people, don't kill him. Bring him in alive."

Scene Change again

Alex was released, and his blindfold was removed. Something cold was pushed into his hands, and he was shoved into a stairwell. He was at the top of Royal & General bank, the MI6 headquarters in London. Alex looked down at the gun in his hands, and started down the stairs. Down he went to the 15th floor. The hallways were surprisingly empty. Alex opened the door to Blunt's office, and raised the gun, pointing it directly at Alan Blunt, who did not seem very surprised to see him. Deep inside his own brain, Alex could only look in horror at what he was doing. True, he was not happy with MI6, but that did not mean that those who worked there deserved to die. Not even Alan Blunt or Mrs. Jones. Alex tried to stop, but found himself unable to intervene with himself. His finger began to tighten on the trigger. Alex struggled with himself once more; he forced his mouth to move.

"Leave…..now…evacuate…"

Alex fired. Blunt dodged. The bullet went speeding through the air, skimming the side of Blunt's head, and exploded into the wall of the office.

Standing on the roof of the building next to the helicopter, Dr. Three smiled at the sound. Moments later, he heard some screams. He turned to board the helicopter.

Below, Blunt watched, still strangely emotionless, as the boy seemed to struggle with himself. Blunt had activated the alarm, and security was on its way. Personnel were also running screaming into the streets, as instructed to do. Suddenly, Alex turned and ran. Temporarily in control of himself, he dashed back into the stairwell, and up to the roof. He opened the door, and growled at Dr. Three. The urge to annihilate was back, but Alex channeled it at Dr. Three. Raising the gun, Alex fired at Dr. Three. The man dodged, and headed for the helicopter. Alex charged, and managed to jump in the helicopter just as it left the building. Inside the helicopter, Dr. Three had a gun of his own. For a moment, the two were frozen there, aiming at each other, and then Dr. Three fired. Alex dove down at just the right moment, but felt a bullet graze his back as he leapt forward, and head-butted Dr. Three's stomach. The two struggled, and Alex fired the gun. It hit the pilot who had been ignoring the fight all this time straight in the head. Alex cursed, and repeated the phrase as Dr. Three struck him where the sun don't shine. The helicopter began loosing altitude wildly. Alex managed to punch Dr. Three in the nose and in the face before the helicopter turned 360 degrees, and the two struggling figures were thrown out of the open door…

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