Not There
A.N. See I updated quickly, really quickly in fact. I hope you appreciate it XD I did it to say sorry for not updating last time for months. Anyway I bet you can guess what happens in this XD
Word Count: 1,266
Chapter 5: Thin files
The car journey went past too quickly; Alex had, metaphorically, turned off for the two hours it had taken to drive to Wales. He was lulled out of his trance when the blare of a car horn had him sitting up ram rod straight in his seat, staring wide-eyed at his surroundings.
They were already in the familiar winding path of Brecon Beacons Country Park and would soon enter the large piece of land owned by the ministry of defence. Their sleek black car turned a corner, driven expertly by Agent Daniels (who Alex hadn't spoken for the majority of the journey), and the black and yellow striped bar blocking their path came into view.
It was manned by two burly looking soldiers, standard SAS rifles slung over their shoulders. The car drew up beside them and after Ben had shown them a scrap of paper he had hastily pulled out of his inside pocket, they raised the bar to let them in.
Ben parked the car next to the military style jeeps that you would stereotypically find at any army base. He climbed out at the same time as Alex and both Agents walked round to the boot of the car where Ben's travel bag was found. Alex's had been hurriedly stuffed under his feet when he first climbed in.
They both walked the familiar route to the sergeant's office, Alex slightly in front. Ben knocked sharply on his door and waited for the customary shout of 'Come in'. Sure enough after a few seconds the shout filtered through the door and Ben turned the handle.
Sergeant Randall wasn't having a good day, the new recruits had been cheeky during their morning run and although that would normally please their sadistic superior, it just frustrated him. The fact that these…boys were soon to become the country's best military task force. The fact that he couldn't hold back more than four of the twenty candidates, who were obviously not ready.
Anyway that had annoyed him, even though he had given all of them twenty laps of the assault course to do in their own time, what's worse is that when he came back, an email was waiting saying that two agents from MI6 were going to be staying for protection, 'same old story' the sergeant thought to himself 'military intelligence are always needing our help'.
He had called for information on both of them as soon as he found out and he was glad to see that one of the Agents was Fox, an old hand at the SAS camp and a former member of the well-known k-unit.
The other agent he had no idea about, he had one of the thinnest files the sergeant had ever seen. Randall had ten out of thirteen clearance, quite high for a sergeant, but this agent had a file full of top level missions that Randall was unable to see.
A knock was heard at the door, so Randall yelled the usual 'Come in' and the handle turned. Two men walked in and stood at the sergeant's desk, straight as a ruler and hands pointing towards their heads. No…wait, not two men, one man and a boy; his less broad shoulders and slimmer build gave that away.
Randall recognised the man, his old soldier, Fox, defected to MI6 soon after completing his training. That must indicate that the boy was the top level agent; this was not possible a child no old than 17 doing the work of a grown man…but his eyes…his eyes told a different story, a story full of despair, a story full of horrors that not even the sergeant was likely to see.
He had been staring at them for a full minute, both men he decided; the agent had earned that much. He decided to break the silence,
"At ease" The two men relaxed, bringing their arms to their sides.
"Okay you two will be staying with k-unit" He said
"Agent Daniels' old unit" He explained to the mysterious Agent.
This brought forth an unusual reaction; the agent smirked slightly and said,
"Yes sir, I know sir…don't you remember me sir"
The sergeant scrutinised the young man, from his unkempt dirty blonde hair to his scarred hands and arms. He was familiar that's for sure; he pulled the file towards him again it read:
Name: Alex **** *****
DoB: 2nd of February 19**
Status: Available
Clearance: 13/13
Health: Good, see medical file for possible problems (Level 12 clearance needed)
Fitness: Excellent
Joined MI6: 1 year ago
Missions completed: 7 (not including small intelligence gathering or sub-missions)
Missions failed: 0
Training: SAS course, Sniping (and hand gun), Kayaking, Rock claiming, white water rafting, surfing, first aid, poison, wind surfing, swimming, sailing, skiing, snowboarding, mountain biking, A-TV's, lock picking, con art, karate (and multiple other fighting styles), driving, tactic escapes, mapping, archery, fencing, piloting licenses, … Agent has had other CLASSIFIED training, and not all skills have been mentioned.
Spoken Languages: English, Spanish, German, French, and Japanese, has started learning Russian
Relatives/ Acquaintances: *******
This told Randall barely anything, only the guy's birthday and his skills, wait he'd been to the SAS before it said so in his file. But the kid was too young to have been there before. Wait...No…Could it be? These thoughts flew through the sergeant's mind before he spoke,
"Cub?"
"Yes sir," Alex replied feeling less than comfortable under the sergeant's scrutiny.
"It is you!" He exclaimed, "…Well you've certainly changed since you were last here."
When Alex didn't say anything the sergeant continued,
"Is there any reason why I can't read most of your file?"
"I couldn't say sir," the boy replied calmly, Randall raised one eyebrow in question but soon let it go, the boy looked ill, behind the hard mask of a typical MISO agent, lay a frightened child that was never let out.
"As I was saying, you two will be staying with K-unit, who will be arriving in about half an hour. If you want to go down to the cabin now to unpack go ahead." Sergeant Randall paused,
"One more thing before you leave…Cub, K-unit will not be happy about this especially Wolf, so take it easy okay? From what I've seen in your file, if they annoy you too much, you could take them on without too much trouble. What I'm saying is please refrain from attacking my soldiers!"
"Sir Yes Sir" Alex barked out, before turning gracefully and following Fox out of the room.
The pair started walking down the muddy trail to k-unit's cabin in silence. The familiar landscape bought back bad memories for Alex, whose last stay at the Brecon Beacons was full of rubbish insults and minor assault, not to mention the fact he was blackmailed into going there.
Well he was determined that this time he would work hard, he would learn and train and most importantly he would not create any lasting bonds with anyone, because he couldn't bear to lose anybody else!
A.N. Hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for its shortness. What do you think of Alex's attitude?
Do you think he will be able to keep that determination not to make friends? Well we all know the answer to that don't we XD
I'll update soon promise
~Yassen Obsessive