Rider Meets Bond Chapter 4: Two Down, Five to Go, an alex rider fanfic

Rider Meets Bond

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Alex Rider or the iconic figure, James Bond. They belong to Anthony Horowitz and Ian Fleming respectively.

Chapter Three: Two Down, Five to Go

The number thirteen is regarded as an unlucky number in many cultures. In this case, the number thirteen is the favourite number of the world terrorist organization, Scorpia. Scorpia was established by twelve members, each an ex member of its country's government body of spies and assassins. What the security service and police force did not know was Scorpia actually had a thirteenth member on the board. He was the first leader of Scorpia, overthrown off the board and banished to Siberia by the Scorpia board due to his cruelty and tyranny. He had no name but he went by Petrovsky. He was an ex Russian colonel who was known for his ruthless killings and massacres in the Cold War. Unfavored by his country, he was removed from active duty and sacked by the army. When they met in Paris, he was instantly a front runner to succeed as the first leader of the newly born terrorist organization.

The first act as the leader of Scorpia, he directed several agents into killing those responsible for his expulsion from the army. He made the deaths so vicious that the corpse of the members of the committee that expelled him were beyond recognition. He simply did not stop there. Scorpia's first assignment were to eliminate a North Korean general, who was about to destroy the whole operation of nuclear warfare by turning into the United States government. Petrovsky, undeterred by the almost impenetrable defence of his home, provided by the Americans, single handed killed the twenty two member taskforce of the general's security team and the man himself. Clearly, the man was insane. The brutal reports of the deaths caused the Scorpia board into taking action and they came to a conclusion of banishing the leader into the cold and frozen wasteland of Siberia.

In an evening where the board of directors of Scorpia had dinner, they drugged the ex Colonel and packaged him to Siberia where he was thought to have died of the bitter cold and starvation. He was slowly forgotten and after two decades of sabotage, corruption, assassination and intelligence, Scorpia became renowned of their vice activities. That morning, however, every living member of the board of directors of Scorpia received a neatly written letter from Petrovsky, vowing to kill each and every member for betraying him. It has been two decades since they last heard from him and now, he was back to haunt the living daylights of the members. This issue was brought up in the next meeting of the board of directors.

Each member agreed that they were only safe within the confines of Widow's Palace. None of them dared to leave the perimeter of the Italian residence as they placed every available Scorpia agent on standby inside and within a two kilometre radius of Widow's Palace. The Scorpia agents had set up strategic road blocks to ensure that no one would gain entry to the compound of Widow's Palace without their knowledge. In the midst of all the security measures, the Scorpia agents and board of directors forgot that there was another hidden entrance to Widow's Palace. It was the old well underground of Widow's Palace. It was left unchecked and unguarded since Alex Rider's escape from there. It was also going to be Petrovsky's entry point. As a former leader of Scorpia, he was able to pinpoint the organization of Scorpia's defence and take full advantage of it. While the Scorpia agents prepared for Petrovsky's arrival, the very man himself was atop an abandoned church tower monitoring the progress of the security organization through high powered binoculars.

It was about midnight when a black figure emerged from the sea's surface. He was fortunate however because none of the residents paid much attention to the sea. The figure dived underwater and towards the entrance of the old well. By planting several explosives, he would ensure that the entry point would be wide enough for him to fit through. However, he needed a distraction to avert the agents' attention from the exploding noise. He had paid a local to plant several other explosives in a building near Widow's Palace. He needed to detonate both explosives at the same time to avoid suspicion. He removed a water-proof device and activated the switch. In a few moments, two explosions were merged and heard by the Scorpia agents. They were alerted and some of them were sent to check the situation. As the underground was left unguarded, Petrovsky emerged from under the well, soaking wet as he climbed into the underground of Scorpia's headquarters. He removed the oxygen tank and took out a small Uzi, efficient enough to eliminate all the members of the board of directors.

Petrovsky moved swiftly through the dark corridors of Widow's Palace. They were only lit by fluorescent light above on the ceiling. Petrovsky moved silently and quickly. No footsteps were heard from the man as he was dressed in ninja costume from top to bottom. He met a Scorpia agent along the way who was returning to his post from the toilet. Without a second thought or glance, he killed the man. The agent didn't even have a chance to cry out as the gunshot echoed off the corridors. Luckily, there weren't any Scorpia agents around to detect the intrusion. He then proceeded to the upper floors of the building. He hadn't met with any other agents but the corridor was dimly lit. He started his night vision goggles as he looked through and noticed several agents outside the meeting room door.

He smiled, exposing his pearly white perfect teeth as he fired three quick shots to eliminate the guards. Two found their target and it meant instant death for both of the agents. The third however, managed better fate as the bullet lodged itself in his shoulder. He whipped out his Magnum handgun and began firing at the dark corridor. Although he could not see Petrovsky, he knew that his cover had been blown. The directors heard the gunfire and alerted the other guards who were on their way to resume their posts. They ran swiftly back towards Widow's Palace as two of the directors produced an AK-47 and a M4A1 Colt Carbine rifle. They hoped that they won't need it as they bolted the door. Now, there was no escape for the directors. They also hoped that the agents would be able to keep Petrovsky from gaining entry to the meeting room.

Soon, the resistance from the lone agent was over as Petrovsky killed the man with an accurate shot at his neck. The agent fumbled backwards and got against the wall behind him. Petrovsky then began walking towards the meeting room. As he reached the door, he picked up the handgun and pocketed it. He then proceeded by trying the knob. It was locked as Petrovsky cursed in Russian. He then fired at the lock. Inside, two directors got onto their knees and aimed the rifles at the door. They wait for the opportune moment to empty the cartridges of both rifles into their former leader. The agents were still rushing back from the initial distraction but they were still several minutes behind. Petrovsky inserted an explosive at the door as he stood a way back. He shot at it causing a loud explosion and the door was burst open.

The two directors unleashed multiple gunfires from their respective rifles as Petrovsky anticipated the attack and ducked behind the wall, beside the doorway. He crouched low and took the opportunity to reload his weapon before preparing for the attack. Although he was dressed in full body armour, he didn't want to get any injuries from this assault. The Scorpia agents were nearing the meeting room as Petrovsky noted that he needed to act swiftly and accurately. As the directors emptied both rifles, Petrovsky burst into the room and began rapidly firing at the directors. Both directors which were mounting the rifles were instantly killed while Mr. Mikato received a bullet wound in the shoulder and the Australian received a bullet wound in the thigh. Fortunately for them, six Scorpia agents arrived onto scene and began firing at the ex leader. Petrovsky noted the danger and fled before diving out of a window in the corridor.

He was not to be found as he silently escaped into the night.

Back in London at the home of the late Ian Rider, Alex had just awaked to the smell of scrambled eggs and bacon in the kitchen. Yesterday, he had recalled his story and spoke of it to Jack Starbright, his housekeeper and legal guardian. She seemed reluctant to allowed Alex Rider to join forces with 007 on a mission. Alex couldn't blame her for it. She was responsible for his well-being and safety. He had promised her to rid of all his spying days after this final mission with 007. Yesterday, he vowed not to partake in anymore of MI6' missions for him. Today, he wasn't quite sure. He was reluctant to play as a lackey for MI6 but it was an opportune moment to pair up with the greatest agent in Her Majesty's Secret Service.

He quickly dressed and went downstairs for his breakfast. Jack Starbright was seen with a cup of tea and a Daily Telegraph newspaper. She wasn't fond of cooking at took pride in using recipes that lasted for ten minutes or less. As he entered the kitchen, she greeted him and handed him his breakfast. There were news reports of an attack in MI6' headquarters but there rest of it was only a vague description of the incidents that really happened. He wolfed down his breakfast before getting up and preparing for a daily routine at Brooklyn. However, he received a shocker when James Bond came knocking at the front door and requested for Alex. He had received another clearance from MI6 as they were going to brief him on his mission. Alex looked at Jack as she motioned for him to go on although her facial expressions showed that she was reluctant. He nodded and left with the British agent in his Aston Martin.

As Alex Rider and James Bond entered the office of Alan Blunt, they noted a grim look on the Head of Special Operations of MI6. Without further delay, Mrs. Jones managed to brief them on a summary of the situation. "Two of Scorpia's directors were murdered early this morning," she managed to say and passed two confidential files to them.

"We're going to send you both in...".

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