A/N: So, did you miss me? I'm using my break to catch up on freelance writing, and I've been very motivated to catch up that because it makes money. Here's the next installment of Some Rich Man's Son. I will attempt to update all my other stories as soon as possible. If verification for financial aid doesn't take too long tomorrow, I'll start working on it then.

Thanks to lovely Jayden95 for betaing this. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go; two of my siblings are singing about cows and roosters… See the challenge at the bottom. Also, thanks to Torn Apart Paper Dinosaur, who looked this over and told me it was good.

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The kid, also known as Alex, had stepped out of the van instantly upon arrival. "Your signature that we were here, sir," one of the men told the sergeant.

The sergeant rolled his eyes. "What am I signing for, a package?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he signed the paper. He noticed the fourteen-year-old slinking to the side. "Dismissed," he responded, a grunt in his voice.

He then turned and looked at Alex Blunt. The kid had his arm in a sling and multiple bruises. What the hell? Why would they put him here?The sergeant thought. So much for him being able to do almost half of the exercises. He sighed and shook his head, hoping he'd made the right decision to put the boy in K-Unit. "You Alex Blunt?"

The boy stiffened at the mention of the name and shook his head. "Alex Rider," he said with a shrug.

The sergeant rolled his eyes. "You're Blunt's kid on paperwork, right?"

Alex snorted. "That's about all it amounts too."

"Just answer 'yes' or 'no'," the sergeant responded. "No back-talk will be tolerated here. Anyway, your last name won't matter while you're here. Your code name will be Cub."

"I'm not part of the SAS," Alex retorted, "so why do I need a code name?"

"You don't get to ask questions, Cub. Anyway, your unit will be arriving shortly. I think Eagle is already up. Watch out for him – he's the maniac of the unit. K-Unit will be your unit for while you're here."

Alex just nodded, wanting to know how long he'd be there for, but then decided that it would be better if he didn't ask. "My unit, sir?" he asked.

The sergeant paused; he'd been expecting another smart remark. Maybe this course would do the boy some good after all. "Right this way," he responded.

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"They're here!" Eagle responded. He had ducked his head back into the cabin and reached out and grabbed Fox's canteen.

"Hey, that's mine!" Fox responded. It had clean water in there, too, that Fox had robbed from the mess hall. For once he'd wanted not to drink lake water during their hike. He didn't care how good the purifying tablets were, it still unnerved him. Probably because of all the horror stories he'd heard about people dying from drinking the water.

"The kid's here, yippee," Wolf responded as he grabbed his watch. The K-Unit had been granted off from this morning's exercises in anticipation of the kid's arrival. He followed Fox and Snake out of the hut.

"Why did they let Eagle into the SAS?" Fox whispered as he watched the man dance merrily down the street.

"He was more serious the first time," Wolf responded, "and he's 'good for team morale,'" Wolf added, making air quotes on the last part.

Snake snorted with laughter. "Obviously, they've never been on a mission with him."

"It's probably why we were assigned the kid, though," Fox responded with all of his wisdom. "We already have experience dealing with one."

Little did Fox know how close to the truth he was.

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"Hey!" Alex responded as Eagle dumped a canteen of water over him. "What the hell was that for?" he demanded angrily, dripping wet. The man just hooted and took off running.

"That," the sergeant replied with a forlorn look on his face, "Is your teammate, Eagle."

"Why'd the fuck did he do that for?" Alex responded. Those were the words that the K-Unit arrived on.

Great, language problem, Wolf thought. "I'm assuming he's our new charge?"

"I'm nobody's charge," the kid retorted. Wolf noticed that his arm was in a sling. Damn it, he thought with clenched teeth, something else to slow us down.

He was going to give the kid's father a piece of his mind when they were done here, that was for sure.

"This is your new unit. I'll let them introduce themselves." The sergeant returned to his hut.

"Looks like you've already been introduced to Eagle," Wolf responded. He would not torment the kid until they were well out of sight of the sergeant's hut. Unlike Eagle, he wasn't stupid. "That's his way of welcoming you to the team. I'm Wolf; this is Snake, and this is Fox," he said, gesturing to the two other members. "I'm the leader; Snake's the medic, and Fox is the youngest."

"Hey!" Fox responded, rolling his eyes. "I have talent too. I'm the communications specialist."

"What's Eagle?" Alex asked, shivering, despite the fact that it was at least eighty degrees outside.

"The team 'good for morale' booster," Wolf responded.

Alex rolled his eyes, but was stopped by Snake. "How'd you break your arm?"

"It's not broken, just injured," Alex responded with a grimace.

"Let's get you into some dry clothes," Fox said, interrupting the conversation as he saw Eagle coming towards them again.

"I don't have any with me. My beloved father wanted to send the trunk separately, in case I got abducted or something. He didn't want to have to pay for new clothes."

Fox and Wolf shared a look.

"Permission to kill your comrade, sir?" Alex asked, suddenly back to business.

Wolf waved at him. "Granted," he responded with a roll of his eyes. "When you two kids decide you're done, we'll be back at the hut, Double-O-Nothing."

"I have a name," Alex responded as he launched after Eagle.

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Fox, who was closest in size to Alex, was digging through his bin. "I might have something," he responded.

Snake peered over the bin. "God, Fox; what'd you do, bring your whole apartment?"

Fox rolled his eyes. "This is my whole life, Snake; I don't have money for an apartment while I'm at the SAS."

"Yeah, yeah," Snake responded, although he had the grace to look guilty. "Did you see his arm?"

"He said it's not broken," Wolf responded with a roll of his eyes. "He'll partake in training just like the rest of us, how, I don't know."

It was then when Alex burst into the hut. "I'm – going – to – fucking – kill –," he muttered, gasping for breath.

"Language, double-o-nothing," Wolf retorted with a roll of his eyes.

"My name is Cub," Alex responded, getting up into Wolf's face. "You know. Like a Wolf's cub? A baby? Your charge?"

Fox burst out laughing at that statement. The look on Wolf's face also helped his amusement. Wolf glared at him, using the same glare he used to tell Eagle that they really did have to be serious now. "Anyway," he said, sobering quickly, "You can use these clothes to change into until yours are dry, or your other stuff gets here."

Alex quickly shook his head, thinking that they'd see his scars if he changed, and want to know what happened. "I'm good," he said, putting on his 'tough guy' face. "I don't want to wear your clothes. I'm sure you did things in them my mother wouldn't approve of."

With that, he stormed out of the hut.

Wolf just turned to Snake and sighed. "What the hell did we get ourselves into?"

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Wolf was absolutely exhausted by the time the day was done. That probably had to do with the twenty kilometer run, which Cub had insisted on doing in his clothes, which had mostly started to dry by that point. Despite his injured (not broken, as he insisted) arm, he was still able to move fairly fast. It became a race between Eagle and Cub to see which one could complete the course first.

Despite that the rest of the K-Unit got to the finish line first, they were still surprised to see Cub beat Eagle by a few footsteps, especially with the way his arm was acting up. He'd taken off his sling for the race.

"He's good," Fox whispered in Wolf's ear.

Wolf slapped him on the back of the head. He'd seen the whole thing.

It wasn't until they led the way back to the hut that Snake started talking. Eagle had challenged Cub to another race, and, before he'd said go, Cub had taken off. To be honest, Wolf hadn't entirely blamed him. He could still hear Eagle's whining as the remaining members of the K-Unit trudged towards their hut.

"We need to take a look at that arm," Snake said as he opened the door to the hut. "I don't care if he says it's not broken, I want to reassure myself that it's not."

Wolf only nodded as he sank tiredly down on his bunk. "Looks like the kid's trunk arrived."

"His stuff's bigger than yours, Fox."

"His father's probably a millionaire; what did you expect?" Fox retorted as he collapsed on his bed, grateful to be done for the day. "At least he can change into his own clothes now."

"Wonder why he was so put off by wearing yours," Snake said with a roll of his eyes. "A normal teenager…"

"There's no such thing as a normal teenager, Snake," Wolf responded, "trust me." He collapsed and pulled the blanket over his head. He already had to deal with Eagle, and now the sergeant had to curse him with this kid, too? Why was it always him?

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So, your challenge: How long until they discover Cub's secret? Now, if you'll excuse me, I really must go stop the rooster singing…