THANKS FOR YOUR OPINIONS! RESULTS ARE IN. I'M GOING TO SUMMARIZE VERY BREIFLY HERE, AND THEN MAKE A PREQUEL AS TO WHAT HAPPENED IN MORE DETAIL AND EXPLAINING ALL OF THE EVENTS THAT OCCURRED. I HAVE FOUND THAT THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO DO IT. HOPE YOU ENJOY! (for those of you who miss-understood the question, it was asking if you wanted to learn how Alex died but didn't die, not HOW he died/didn't die)

Prequel will be called 'Death Cuts Sharper than Knives'

Chapter 7: Smart Criminal Masterminds?

"And that's how I came to be here, and stuck with C-unit," Cub wrapped up as his story came to a close.

There was a silence as everyone tried to process what he had just told them.

"Let me get this straight," Coyote started. "So you and Fox got caught along with K-unit who was sent to rescue you, and then you were all tortured for information."

"Correct."

"And then, Fox almost escaped, so they decided to punish him by hurting you?"

"Yup. Don't criminals have a smart way of looking at things?" Cub asked them.

Snake sputtered out, "SMART? How is that smart?"

"Have you never noticed that spies can go forever and are perfectly willing to be punished for their actions, but as soon as you start punishing someone close to them for their actions, they quit doing things, such as escaping?" Cub asked him.

"Well, I gues-"

"Just agree with him and let me finish figuring this all out, Snake. It's easier that way. You can debate with Jag's obviously psycho mind later," Coyote interrupted. "Anyways, so you got an extra beating for Fox's actions. I'd imagine that was a pretty rough beating if you had already been having torture sessions and this was EXTRA."

"Glad you can imagine it, cause I definitely can't. I couldn't tell you whether it was rough or not. I was unconscious for all but the first 20 minutes of it," Cub replied nonchalantly.

"How can make jokes about this, Alex?" Fox asked him. "That was like the worst day of my life. They threw me back in the cell after catching me, then told me you would pay for my actions and they dragged you out. Four hours later, they bring you back, and you have like the slowest heart rate someone can have without being dead, you're barely breathing, and either about to slip into a coma or already in a coma. The only good thing that came out of it was they figured if they wanted to get more information from you, they'd better patch you up a bit."

"See? It wasn't too bad! I got the medical attention I needed, and life goes on," Cub joked once again.

"It was too so bad. You're not the one who was stuck in that cell for 7 days with a teenager who was on the verge of a coma, knowing you were responsible," Fox retorted.

"Oh…Yes! I finally got you to tell me how long I was out for. I mean, I wake up and feel utterly miserable and like I've been out for a while and you come over with your half relieved, half overly worried expression on your face and refuse to tell me how long I've been unconscious!"

"Oh shut up. I didn't want to worry you," Fox replied meekly.

"Now, if you guys are done having your fight over whose life is more miserable, can I please continue with trying to figure out the events that have occurred?" Coyote burst out.

Everyone fell silent.

"Thank you. Okay, so you got beat up and yada yada. During this time, K-unit escaped and went for help. Then, Fox and Jag managed to almost escape once again, but are total dumbos and managed to get caught again, which resulted in both of you getting shot. Am I right?" Coyote asked.

"Yes, minus the dumbos part. It's not our fault we were maximum security prisoners and had over 50 guards assigned to us," Fox corrected.

"Anyways, so they decided that Jag would be useful, so they shot him in the left shoulder and also shot him with a knock-out dart to make it seem like they had shot him in the heart and killed him. And then Fox just happened to get out of the way quick enough and managed to get shot in the arm only."

"Yup."

"And then they took Fox back to the cell and told him that Jag was dead and that he soon would be too. During this time, they transported Jag to their main site and threw him in those dungeons and kept him drugged while waiting to see if the trick would work. And then we all swoop in to save the day, find an almost broken Fox who tells us what he thinks happened. And then Possum manages to find a piece of paper in one of the offices that tells where the other site is and we go to raid that place. When we arrive there, we are just in time to witness the explosion of it blowing up. Jag blew it up because he had been finally told their plan of switching his allegiances and figured he should blow it up so they could all go rot in hell. And because of his dumb luck, he manages to get out of there before the thing blows its top. And then he wakes up like 3 days later in the middle of the woods and makes it back to London, only to find that everyone thinks he is dead, and has the awesome chance of startling Blunt really bad before fainting in Blunt's office. Did I get that right?" Coyote asked after taking a breath.

"Yea, you got the gist of it. I'm hungry, so I'm going to dinner now," Cub replied before standing up and turning the lights on and climbing the ladder into C-unit's cabin.

Behind him he heard Eagle and Raccoon crying out as the bright light hit their unaccustomed eyes.

Cub chuckled and pulled out his cell phone and sent one text message.

ABD knows the truth.

He then waited for K and C Units while yelling at them that they'd be late for dinner.

When the soldiers all filed out and finally started walking with Cub to the mess hall, they were thoughtful, thinking about everything they had been told, and wondering how the heck Cub still knew how to smile after being through all of that.

Their thoughts were broken by the sound of a cell phone ringing. Cub immediately reached for his pockets before he realized it was not his, but Fox's that was ringing.

"Hello?" Fox said into his phone.

Everyone was trying to listen in on the call to figure out who it was, but could only hear one side of it.

"Oh! Hi Mrs. Jones."

(pause)

"Of course. I'll be there."

(pause)

"Okay. Will do."

(pause)

"You know I do everything humanly possible when it comes to that."

(pause)

"Bye."

Fox clicked his phone shut and noticed everyone staring at him.

"Well, it seems as if this visit will be cut short. I have to 'update my account' at the bank tomorrow."

"What? Why can't you put off updating your account until later?" Raccoon whined. "You're the only one who can actually get Jag to do stuff that he doesn't want to. It won't be any fun around here now that Jag's reverted to his old self."

Fox raised his eyebrows, "Cub and not fun do not belong in the same sentence. Cub always has fun…whether its only fun for him, or its fun for you too. Anyways, Cub won't be around to spoil this 'fun' anyways. His accounts due for an update too."

"Seriously! Just update your stupid bank accounts later!" Raccoon whined.

"Raccoon, calm down," Heron commanded. "MI6 headquarters is at a bank, so the updating part is just a cover to get the spies down to the bank without anyone listening in on phone calls getting suspicious. The two of them are going on a mission together."

"Just like old times," Fox whispered to Cub, who in turn grinned broadly at the thought.

"Just like old times," he agreed.

But Cub wasn't thinking about this the rest of the way to the Mess hall. He was thinking about what Fox meant by 'You know I do everything humanly possible when it comes to that'. What he didn't know was that Mrs. Jones had been pleading with Fox to protect him (Cub) at all costs.

Cub was shaken out of his thoughts when they arrived at the Mess hall.

As he sat down, he started to think about what he would do to C unit and K unit as revenge for when he got back.

'Oh yes,' he thought with a smirk. 'Fox's right. I have my own fun all of the time. It's just not necessarily fun for everyone else, as they will find out…'