A/N: I'm on a roll. Two chapters within a month of each other. It is my spring break gift to you. Enjoy!
Alex entered the mess hall to find a group of students assembled around K-Unit's table. Looks like they managed to spread the word pretty fast, Alex thought. A couple people saluted him as he went by. Others nodded their heads politely, saying "Sergeant". Apparently, his new status hadn't stayed secret for long.
He took a deep breath, then walked to the center of the mob. "Alex!" called Tom. Wolf looked at Tom. "So Cub, that's your real name?" he asked. Alex nodded. "I noticed that the midgets were gathering, so I felt inclined to investigate. Now that our new Sergeant is here, I think I can figure out what's going on. Let me venture a guess. You told em' you'd explain everything. I'm just here to warn you, most of the stuff you've done is classified. Try to tell as little as possible. Remember, need-to-know basis." With that, Wolf turned and sat. The rest of the Unit had been clever enough to extract themselves from the situation.
With a sigh, Alex asked "Well, what do you guys want to know?" Hands shot up. "Er... How about you, there in the back." he pointed to a short brown-haired boy. "What exactly do you do?" he asked. Alex took a deep breath. "I am a spy. I work mostly for MI6, though sometimes the CIA needs me. I've been on seven missions, many in different countries. You've probably heard of some of them. The incident with the Stormbreakers? General Sarov's plan to blow up the uranium on those subs in Murmansk? Damian Cray's "Gameslayer"? Or most recently, Mr. Drevin's Ark Angel space hotel? I was the agent on all of those assignments." replied Alex.
"How long have you been a spy?" asked someone else. "Since I was fourteen. That makes two years. You see, my dad was a spy too. He and my mother were killed by an assassin organization called Scorpia. My uncle was also a spy. When I went to live with him, he started training me. I didn't know it, but he was preparing me for this job. When he was killed in action, they sent me in to finish his mission. I was successful, so they kept using me." he explained.
"Are you, like, a black belt or something?" called out another. "Yes. Second level dan, or black belt." he answered.
"What's with all the 'Cub' and 'Sergeant' stuff?"
"Cub was my first SAS code name. And today, I was just promoted to sergeant. I'm going to be training you guys."
A couple people looked a little confused. "But I thought you were training with us?"
"Apparently I''m not." said Alex. He was getting a little fed up with the whole Q & A thing. "Is that all? Because you guys are wasting my lunch hour." he asked.
The group was silent, so Alex stood and got into line for some food.
A/N: Sorry if this was kinda boring, but it had to happen eventually. Now we can get on with the story.