New chapter! And you get to meet Schrecklich. (Yassen too!)
Disclaimer: No I don't own anything and I'm broke :)
At ten o' clock Mr. Hudson and Alex were settling into a private jet for the two hour plane ride to Munich. Alex spent most of the journey cramming last minute details about the Hudsons, and began calling Mr. Hudson "Dad".
After the plane landed in Munich the "father and son" were hurried into a waiting silver Audi for the hour and a half ride north to Grauenhaft. The entire time Alex was pressed against the glass taking in the incredible scenery that made up the countryside, and the small picturesque towns they traveled through.
When they finally arrived Alex was shocked at how small the town was. They were lucky if 500 people lived there. Most of the buildings were designed using classic German architecture, despite the fact that from what he'd read the town was only a few decades old. They passed quickly through the town without stopping.
Five minutes later they reached their destination. The compound was made up of five huge grey warehouse type buildings, a dozen barracks, and a stately white and yellow manor home. The entire group of buildings was surrounded by a twenty foot high barbed wire fence. The only entrance or exit was the main gate. When the car pulled up the gate it automatically opened to admit them. The car pulled in and drove directly to the house. Mr. Hudson and Alex were ushered out and up the stairs to the house, but not before Alex spotted several clearly armed guards. He guessed that was the purpose of the barracks.
As soon as Alex walked in the house he was shocked. The entire place was decorated in bright yellows, greens, and pinks. It was a far cry from Sam's apartment.
The two men were led through the house down several interconnected hallways until they came to a pair of closed double doors. The guard knocked twice then opened the door.
Johannes Schrecklich was sitting at the head of a long oak dining table. Ale's first impression was that the man was nothing like Alex pictured him. He was in his mid-thirties and it was clear that he tall and muscular, despite the fact that the man was sitting. He had short dark brown hair and black eyes. He didn't look like a monster, but Alex knew full well that appearances were deceiving.
When Schrecklich stood he towered over both of the men. Alex guessed that he was around six foot five.
"Samuel Hudson." Schrecklich greeted softly. The shorter man moved forward to shake the tall mans hand.
"And this must be Alex…" Schrecklich practically purred, his eyes roaming freely over the boys form.
Alex felt a wave of disgust but kept his face blank. Schrecklich smiled lustily then turned to Mr. Hudson.
In one swift motion Schrecklich pulled a handgun and aimed it at the older man, Mr. Hudson froze.
"I'm sorry about this Samuel," said Schrecklich, and pulled the trigger.
Alex was frozen momentarily, but recovered quickly enough to rush forward and catch the now profusely bleeding Mr. Hudson.
"Why did you shoot my dad?" Alex cried, not having to act as though he was frightened, but all the while applying pressure to the older mans chest wound.
"That's not your father, Alex Rider." said Schrecklich, signaling to his guards to remove Mr. Hudsons body.
The guards moved forward and roughly picked up the man and carried him out of the room.
Alex remained where he was sitting, his hands still covered in blood. Schrecklich set the gun on the table and began to walk towards him. The boy immediately jumped up and tensed. Schrecklich smiled darkly, stopping directly in front of Alex. Alex glared at him defiantly.
"Alex Rider…" the tall man sighed, reaching forward to stroke the boy's cheek. Alex immediately stepped back.
"How did you know?" Alex asked fiercely
"I've heard of you, you're quite famous," said Schrecklich simply "Besides, I know that Samuel only had one son."
"So are you going to shoot me too?" Alex asked matter-of-factly.
"No," said Schrecklich, smiling again "No, I don't think so. I have other plans for you."
Alex knew deep down what those plans were and he had to force himself not to scream.
Schrecklich advanced ao Alex again, this time not stopping. Alex backed up as far as he could until he was pressed against the wall. Schrecklich leaned down until his face was only inches away from Alex's.
"I want you," he murmured "now." The taller man caressed Alex down his chest and stomach.
Alex felt like throwing up, but he didn't. Instead tried in vain to knee the man in his groin. Schrecklich easily diverted the blow and raised his hand to slap Alex but stopped at the last minute. He leaned in again as to kiss the boy when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Schrecklich sighed regretfully and stepped away moving to answer the door. Alex slid down the wall, resting his head on his knees trying to control his terror. He couldn't deal with that. He'd honestly rather get shot again. He heard Schrecklich speaking in German to whoever had interrupted them and silently thanked whoever it was. He decided to listen in.
"…about a dozen attempted to escape but only two were successful." a soft voice explained.
"Dammit!" said Schrecklich angrily
"Dr. Schlecht also request your presence in sector 2." the soft voice added.
He could hear Schrecklich sigh.
"Fine. Take the boy up to my rooms." Schrecklich commanded
"Yes, sir" the voice replied.
Alex listened to Schrecklich's heavy footsteps stomp through the house and waited for whoever was going to take him away.
The boy didn't hear any footsteps and looked up, curious.
"Oh, Alex…" said a familiar voice "I thought you were supposed to be done."
Alex stared up at that pale face, into those ice blue eyes.
"And I thought you were supposed to be dead."
YASSEN! I love him :) Anyway, what do you think? I kind of let the characters write this one, at least moreso than usual. And don't worry, there is going to be lots of Yassen in the next chapter, which I'm going to write RIGHT NOW!