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Chapter Two

MI6 Headquarters.

Next Tuesday.

"Well well, if it isn't Alex!" Alan Blunt stood up and looked at Alex, who seemed to be in a daze. Just then Mrs. Jones calmly walked through the door behind Alex. She almost laughed out loud when she saw the two secret service agents that had been ordered to escort Alex. Ordering them out, she closed the door behind them and turned to Alex.

"My, how you've grown!" It was true that Alex had grown at least a few inches. Noticing the blank look Alex was giving her, she changed her tack.

"I know you might not want to be here, but we really do need your help on this one." She sat down, indicating Alex to do the same. He sat, but in a chair across from her.

"Would you mind telling me why I'm here?" Alex said, his stare softened, but he was still obviously annoyed.

Mr. Blunt walked over to a desk, and he pulled out a manila folder, clearly labeled 'CONFIDENTAL', then a bit more scourging another file was removed. He closed the draw and walked back to his desk, sitting as he throws the files on the desk. He turned and took another file out from a desk draw.

"We have a problem." His face had suddenly turned very serious, much more like the face of Alan Blunt Alex knew and despised.

"We have a new division of spy in MI6. It's an international scheme following your success as an agent."

Alex narrowed his eyes.

"The Americans were the first to come forward about creating a team of agents after your job in Skeleton Key, but there was no way we could train that type of agent without other countries finding out, so we decided to include other key European countries."

"You didn't!" Alex's voice was barely audible, his face shocked, but Blunt continued.

"At first we had trouble finding suitable kids as well trained and capable but over the past few months we've been involved with countries with potential talent."

"I can't believe you! Haven't you learnt from anything that I have had to cope with?" Alex was furious and couldn't believe what he was hearing, but Mr Blunt carried on anyway.

"Of course we did Alex" Mrs Jones comforted, "we did indeed learn a lot from you, that to be successful at your age, you need very intense and constant training in not only physical skills, but mentally too." Alex was totally speechless.

"I felt that you had been insufficiently prepared and trained for the psychological sides, so I now make it a major part of the training program. It is quite time consuming" Mrs. Jones said. "Now Alex, think about what you did as a spy at that age." Mrs. Jones continued. "You saved the UK and the World from many a thing"

Alex crossed his arms, taking in the information. So the agency had learned from him? And now they were training teenagers his age to kill. He could feel his heart beating against his chest. "Alex," Mrs. Jones said, looking hurt that Alex was taking it like this.

"You were our most useful agent; why else would we have saved your life last year?"

"So what do you go and do! After I nearly died, you create a child spy course! So if you loose one of us, its ok, you've still got a few more!" Alex might have been slightly over reacting. In fact, he was beginning to feel sick.

"Now if you be quiet for a minute, I will explain the current circumstances. I called you here to ask you to be involved with the new program.

But, before you say anything, you are going to sit there and here us out! Now, I have requested you, and several other agents, for your talent in all areas. You have yet to complete our new course, but that won't take long. I have here all our most promising agents' files and they have been selected for their skills under pressure.

All of them have their different strengths. The new organization is called F.I.B- Federal Investigation Bureau. If you except, you will be spending the next week under our supervision, under going certain tests to ensure us, not that we aren't already, that you are capable of such tasks. You will join the others and hopefully become a closer group.

We ask you to join us"

"Ask? You're asking me?" Alex almost laughed with disbelief. "Yes Alex, we are asking, if you don't want anything to do with it you can walk away now."

"Well, Bye!" Alex got up and started to walk towards the door.

"People are dying Alex" Alex's short walk towards the door was halted in an instant; Mr Blunt knew how to manipulate Alex.

"Why me?"

"A fair enough question, because there are hundreds of trainee's out there, but none of them are like you Alex, You have the talent of your father and uncle."

The last comment was the final straw for Alex. Of course, Alex knew Mr Blunt was manipulating Alex in exactly the way he wanted him manipulated.

"Fine. I'll do it."