I can be you're hero, baby

I can kiss away the pain

I will stand by you forever

You can take my breath away

Hero, Enrique Iglesias

"Okay, we're going in," one of the MI6 agents whispered to Alex and the other agents that were circling in on the Scorpia fortress. Alex couldn't believe that in at least thirty minutes, Jordan would be back in his arms. It made his heart skip beats just thinking about it

He followed the agents in and wished that he had a gun. Oh well, his game plan was to steel the first gun he saw from a knocked out agent from either sides.

Alex pushed a button on his shoes and gloves and high-powered suctioned cups popped out. It was one of the gadgets that Smithers had given him.

The other agents did the same and they all slowly climbed up the side of the large building trying not to make a sound.

Finally they were inside, and after quietly knocking out three guards, Alex was sent with his own pod of four other men to go find Jordan. They sneaked down the hallway in their matching black uniforms and turned the corner towards the holding cell.

"Hey!" he heard someone shout and that was when the chaos started.

Suddenly, Alex felt something jam into his back from behind. He collapsed to ground but then quickly rolled to the side just barely missing a bullet that the Scorpia agent who hit him, fired. Alex rolled on his back and jerked his feet up and knocked the rifle that was in the Scorpia agent's hands, out of his hands and onto the floor. He jumped to his feet threw his lower palm under the man's nose making the nose in his nose impale his brain. The Scorpia agent fell to the floor with blood running down his face. Alex quickly grabbed the man's rifle and headed for the holding cell.

Jordan woke up to ringing alarms and the yells of furious men. She blinked furiously trying to regain focus. After trying for at least two minutes she decided to screw it move on to the next big question.

What the hell was going on?

Then, a bomb went off.

She sailed to the far end of her cell and slammed against the wall causing her head to throb in pain. When she looked at the bulletproof cell door she discovered that all she could see was dust, smoke, and blood that was splattered across the floor.

Jordan decided not to worry herself to see if it was hers or not so she dropped to the ground and crawled across the floor to find a way to exit.

"Ouch," she mumbled when her hand hit a pointy object. Jordan pulled herself closer to whatever it was and discovered that her hand hit a sharp part of a rifle that must of belonged to the dead guard that was laying on the ground.

A smile spread across her lips as she picked up the gun and ran out of the room.

She stuck herself to the walls like glue as she slithered across the floor with her rifle pulled tightly to her chest.

"Ow," she heard someone mumble from above her. Before she looked, she pulled out her gun and pointed it to wherever the voice came from.

"Wait!" the voice pleaded, she quickly looked up and saw that it was an agent from MI6.

"Oh," she said quietly and tucked her rifle away again, "sorry."

"It's okay," he told her then helped her up and gave her his extra gas mask.

"Where's Alex?" Jordan asked praying to God that he was still alive.

"I don't know," he confessed as he looked down at his feet nervously, "I haven't seen him for awhile… he was supposed be in my pod."

Her stomach dropped as she felt her heart break into tiny pieces.

"But he still may be alive," the agent quickly told her but she knew better.

Jordan only nodded then turned the other direction and bolted down the hallway.

"Where are you going?" she heard the man ask.

"I'm gonna find Alex!" she shouted and then leaped over a dead guard and then started her wild goose chase.

Alex found himself trapped under a large and heavy piece of debris and no way out.

When he was running down a hallway, a bomb exploded making part of the ceiling fall down on him and crushing his leg. After five minutes he found now way out and he was starting to loose hope.

"Oh look who it is!" a voice sneered behind him. He whirled around and saw a smirk plastered on a Scorpia agent's face. "Looks like it's a hurt Alex Rider!"

"Thanks for that bit of already known information Captain Obvious," Alex mumbled.

"Looks like I'm going to have to kill just like I did to her girlfriend!" he laughed and before Alex knew what he was doing. He pulled out his rifle and shot the man eight times even though he died on the second shot.

"She is not dead!" he stated harshly to only himself and then tried again to free himself.

"She is NOT dead!" he repeated over and over until he lost his voice in his throat that was closing from his welling of tears.

Finally, he knew what to do. He grabbed his rifle and shot repeatedly at the piece of ceiling until it broke down into many pieces.

When he tried to stand up, he only collapsed to the hard ground causing him to moan in pain.

You can do this, Alex! He told himself repeatedly and then wiped away his tears, grabbed his gun, and then stood up and held onto the walls as he limped away.

"NO!!!" he heard a female voice scream.

Alex whole body shut down but then quickly rebooted making him run as hard as he could towards the screaming voice.

After ten minutes Jordan knew that she was loss. Let's face, Scorpia was HUGE! But she couldn't give up. Alex couldn't be dead.

"Jordan?" a female voice excitedly asked and then ran towards her. Even when the person was a foot away Jordan still couldn't see her properly. Her vision became so fuzzy that nothing was fully visible.

"Avery?" she asked, hoping she'd be right.

"Oh my gosh!" Yup, it was Avery. "You're okay, oh, my gosh, I'm so happy!" she squealed and then hushed her voice in case Yassen was listening. "Are you okay?" she asked quietly and Jordan nodded. Avery nodded back and then grabbed her hand. "I'm gonna get you out of here," she told her friend.

Jordan nodded in agreement let Avery lead her to a safe exit.

"Don't worry," Avery told her after a couple of minutes going through winding hallways, "we're here." Jordan nodded once again and then gasped when Avery opened the door.

"Hello, Jordan," Yassen smiled along with the five other guards that were with him.

"NO!!!" she screamed and then turned around trying to leave but Avery blocked her way. "Avery how could you!?" she cried as a guard grabbed her wrists and dragged her to the center of the room.

"I'm sorry," Avery whispered but Jordan shook her head causing blood to fly around her.

"No you're not! If you were sorry you wouldn't have done this!"

"Oh, Jordan," Yassen laughed and then put his hand on Avery's shoulder, "she's just doing her job. After all, wasn't that what you were doing when you were working with MI6?" he challenged with an evil smile. Jordan could only glare at the two, it was the only thing she had barely enough energy to do.

"Now," Yassen said and then walked over to Avery, "since you have done such a good job today. You get to have the honors," he told her proudly as he set a rifle in her hands.

"The honor to do what?" her voice trembled as stared down at the rifle in horror.

"What do you think? The honor to kill her, you idiot!" Yassen spat.

Avery stared up at Jordan with pleading eyes hoping she would forgive her.

"Jordan I-"

"Oh, don't worry, Avery," Jordan said coldly, "it's just business, right?" she raised an eyebrow at her. Challenging her to do the right thing.

But she didn't.

"I'm sorry, Jordan," she whispered and then held up the gun.

Before Avery pulled back on the trigger, the doors burst open and Alex ran into the room with twenty other agents following him.

"NO, JORDAN!!!!" he screamed when he saw the gun pointed at Jordan.

BAM!

The shot fired and Jordan fell back onto the cold, hard ground.