Hey, this is my first Alex Rider Fanfic and it will relate more to his relationship with K-Unit and a little revenge. I honestly don't know how many chapter will stories have but I guess somewhere up to 10. Reviews are always welcome.

Alex Rider. Teenager. Spy. Soldier. He was sent back to SAS camp for extra training. Like he needs it at all. But this time Tulip Jones didn't want to take any chances. She sent him on a mission on which her daughter's life depended. The life of her beloved long-abducted daughter. She was an M16 leader now, but she couldn't risk that much. She had to send Alex Rider on another mission. But first she had to train him. She had to send him to Beacon Beacon first.

A boy was sitting in the passenger seat of the black Mercedes. He was looking at a faded environment through the tinted, bulletproof glass on the windows. The road to hell is paved with gold. With that thought, the boy looked at the watch on his hand that displayed 0430. They still had half an hour to drive to camp. He leaned deeper into his backrest and relaxed. But not too much. An experienced spy like him never completely relaxes and lowers his shield. His whole life is a risk. The risk is that once he foessleep he will never wake up again. The risk is that when he gets out of bed, someone will hurt him. Kill him. The risk that the bulletproof glass will break if it comes to attack. The risk was all around him. And he was a risk.

Still, he leaned back and let the strands of light blond hair fall to his face. He looked in the rearview mirror. His until recently empty eyes were now beginning to fill with life. Gradually. Being with Jack again brought him back to life. A vacation with the Pleasure family was enough for him to recharge his batteries and move on. Although there was a will to live in his eyes, he had to remove it. He was great at putting on the expressionless face he desperately needed to survive the SAS camp. To become a SAS solider you need almost three years of service and three months of experience, and that was not easy. The last time they received a 'bloody schoolboy' they weren't exactly kind. They. They who risked their lives for their country. They who saved hundreds of lives. They who pretend to be heroes. They will not be too kind of Cub, ie few known as Alex Friend, the arrogant son of a millionaire, who accidentally revealed the secret behind the school for troubled rich children to which he was sent. He will join the K-unit again. This time without Fox. Fox was replaced by his younger brother, Mark Daniels, also known as Lynx. Alex never met Mark, but Ben told him a lot about him. Therefore, he put on his expressionless face and looked in the rearview mirror. Perfectly. Ben Dainels, who was driving Alex to camp, started stopping the car. He turned to Alex and was frightened to see his blank face.

"Alex, what's going on?" He asked.

Alex was genuinely amazed at the question. Still with an expressionless mask, he turned to Ben and answered.

"Nothing, why?"

"You look like agents and soldiers returning from missions where they've been through something awful. Then they're unable to show any emotion."

Then Alex clicked. He laughed.
"See, I can show emotion, don't worry. An expressionless mask."

"Uff. You scared me. I who know you, got scared. How do you do that?" He said yawning. This was too early for him. Alex just shrugged, before returning the expressionless mask. "You'll need it. One more question. Will you take revenge on the K unit for everything they did to you last time?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no."

"It's an answer in the Alex Rider-style. Anyway, if you maybe hurt my younger brother, I'll maybe give it back to you."

"Maybe you're too old to give it back to me." He said with a mischievous smile.

"Well, good luck. In two weeks you'll get some information about the mission, and in three you'll be out of here."

"Usually they don't give me too much information, except where they'll send me, if at all."

"Well now Jones is in charge. We'll see. Maybe she'll give you more information."

"Maybe," Alex said as he got out of the car.

"Well Alex, I can't go any further by car. Welcome to Hell On Earth. Again."

"See you in three weeks, if I survive."

"Better the question is 'Whether they will survive with you?'

And so Alex Rider looked toward the huts almost a mile away and began to walk. He returned to Beacon Beacon. To Hell. Where it all began.

The sergeant was sitting in his gray, dark office. The rays of the rising sun entered the room through a dusty window. The sergeant bent down and read the file they had brought him the day before by the light of the table lamp. The file belonged to the best MI6 agent. But he couldn't tell who he was. The agent was like a ghost. The file said almost nothing to anyone. The slack that came with it meant a lot more. The picture was taken about a year ago. It depicted a boy with light blond hair whose gaze said he could kill you in seconds. His face was full of fresh wounds, but he didn't care. The boy was known to him from somewhere. The last time they sent him a schoolboy it was... Cub. But Cub was just a teenager, this agent looks like a machine. Maybe Cub is his younger brother. He looked at the file once more before closing it at the sound of a knock. The file said:

full name: ********* **** *****

name: **** *****

year of birth: 19**

appearance: blonde hair, blue eyes, 5 '7'

guardian: Jack **********

family ties: classified

place of residence: England, classified

missions: classified

level: 10/10

medical warnings: request subsequently

"Forward," he said. Four K-Unit members who were still asleep, standing upright, had just walked into the office. "Dismissed," the sergeant said.

All four breathed a sigh of relief. They looked straight ahead waiting for orders.

"I invited you here to let you know that your unit will be joined by an MI6 agent for three weeks" No one from K units liked MI6 because Fox left them because of them. Lynx hoped to see his brother, but that hope was soon interrupted by the sergeant. "He'll sleep in your hut. He'll go to all the activities like you and I expect none of you to create any incidents." his gaze fell imperceptibly on Wolf, the leader of the K-Unit. Did the sergeant know about the Killing House, or the nicknames, or the matches? Certainly not. They would have kicked him out already if he knew. The sergeant looked away. "Fox will bring him in, but he's not allowed to come. Here's his file with all the information MI6 gave me. You'll be disappointed." He handed the file to Lynx and continued walking left and right. "He's reportedly one of the best agents, but we'll see if he can handle our training. Don't embarrass me." there he paused, then continued. "He'll be here in 15 minutes, and then I'll send him to your hut. Then it's up to you how you behave. Treat him in the hut. Questions?" Eagle stepped forward" Eagle, say."

"Why was he sent here?"

"Additional training and aptitude test, accelerated level." said the sergeant without thinking "Anyone else?"

"No, sir."

"You can go"

"Thank you, sir"

And so the K unit left the sergeant's office. As soon as they moved away a little, they started talking. Lynx, the youngest member asked excitedly

"Do you think he knows Ben?"

"Boy, we're not allowed to use names here," Wolf said.

"I think he knows him, because Sergeant said Fox brought him. There must be some special reason," said Snake, who had been silent so far.

"I agree with Snake," the Eagle said.

A little luck shone on Lynx. He hadn't heard from his brother in a long time, and when he started questioning him about him, how he was doing, he was just answering 'classified'. Maybe this new agent will say more information. Or maybe not. Lynx was not considered serious because he was the youngest and that irritated him. If this agent treats him like that, he'll go crazy. They all agreed to go to the K-unit hut and rest until the agent arrived, but they were not even aware of what they were missing.

Alex Rider, now known only as Cub, approached the sergeant's hut. The sergeant did not stand in his office as usual but walked in front of him hurriedly waiting for the oncoming agent. When Alex entered the hut he turned his back to close the door behind him. Alex noticed the sergeant, but the sergeant didn't notice the care. He stared at the floor nervously, when the greeting brought him back to reality

"Sir, I was told to report to the sergeant when I arrived. I assume that'd be you, sir."

His speech was completely adapted to the SAS camp, but also to MI6, enough, but not too much information presented with respect. The sergeant turned and saw Alex. He looked for a moment at the picture he had received with the file, and then at the boy. That was him.

"Agent, yes, I'm a sergeant." he paused, not knowing what to say. After a few minutes of silence, he continued, "Did MI6 send you?"

"Yes, sir," he spoke in a cold, emotionless voice.

"Have you ever been here before?"

"Yes, sir," his voice was too cold for acting, at least the sergeant thought so.

"When?"

"Almost three years ago, sir.""What was your code name?" he asked, afraid to find out the answer.

"Cub, sir."

"Cub? Is that really you?"

"Yes sir."

"What are you doing here, child?"

"I've been sent for additional training and proficiency testing, accelerated level, sir."

"Why would MI6 send a boy here, again?"

"Didn't they tell you, sir?"

"They said they were sending the best agent"

"That would be me, sir."

"But how old are you anyway?"

"I believe they listed it to you as classified, sir."

Realizing that he was waging a lost battle of finding any information, he announced:

"You'll be stationed with K-Unit," said the Sergeant, "you know the rules. I don't care if someone insults you or if someone isn't happy you're here, because I'm first on that list. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"You'll get your work schedule, If you can't execute it, I don't care, You'll. Dismissed."

Alex turned and headed for the already well-known K-unit hut. He knew he had a new member, Lynx. Alex wondered if Ben had told Lynx anything about him. Probably not. It was classified. With that thought, Alex looked at the gloomy sky. The weather was like it was going to rain at any moment. Unfortunately, that was common here. Alex could feel the looks on his back and the disgruntled murmurs of the 'bloody schoolboy'. But he didn't was a spy in Hell with luck of a Devil.

Hell on Earth, be aware, Alex Rider has come.

What do you think? Is it good?