Spoilers for Never Say Die. Killing is like learning to ride a bike as Alex is going to figure out very soon. For Spyfest 2017.

MI6 decides, for convenience, that the easiest way to continue using Alex without constantly making up excuses is to fake his death. Alex agrees, on one condition: he gets to attend his own funeral. Crack, oneshot, for SpyFest 2017 week two.

English at the best of times isn't brilliant but what races through Alex's mind when they start a module of war poetry. Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori. Oh the sweet honour to die for one's country...is that true or all just lie told by the suits to make everyone feel better - based on the poem Dulce et decorum est by Wilfrid Owen. SpyFest 2017 Week 2!

After an injury on one of his missions, Alex is relegated to an isolated villa on the eastern Italian coast. The villagers speculate about this mysterious man, his origins, and why he has returned to the villa that has been abandoned for nearly a decade. For Spyfest 2017.

Alex thinks about what might be different if he never went to work for MI6. (WARNING! VERY SHORT!) Poem-fic. Based off of "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost. For SpyFest 2017 week two.

When Ms. Bedfordshire needs a new bank she naturally ends up at Royal & General. Who knows where this will lead.

Liberty is everywhere—in the SAS huts, in the kitchen, in the Killing House. Who is behind the release of this seemingly cute, innocent monkey? For SpyFest 2017, week one

Alex on holiday with Tom, and it's quiet for once. Oneshot. Written for SpyFest 2017, week one

Alex Rider is a police officer and gets involved in a tragic event, in true Alex-style. He comes to a realization.

Of all places, Alex didn't expect the hitmen to attack him in a Tesco. Oneshot, winner of SpyFest 2017 week one.

Alex finds himself cornered by...Monkeys? And what's with the onions? For SpyFest 2017 week one.

Alex wasn't quite sure how a visit to the zoo could be more chaotic than preventing megalomaniacs taking over the world. And that was before Eagle showed up… For Spyfest 2017, Week 1.

Eel. 23 year old SAS soldier in D Unit, training at Brecon Beacons with the occasional nightmare or flashback, hiding some dangerous secrets. Alex. Teenage spy, mental institute escapee, homeless, broken child, with little left to live for and a past of desperation. When the two become one person, it's up to his SAS friends to work out which is the facade... Now complete!

Alex Rider wanted to know what the novelty of being like a kid felt like. After the cold and imposing person they saw who was to stop him? (BACK TO SAS CAMP FIC) WARNINGS: SWEARING, IMPLICATIONS TOWARDS TORTURE/DEATH/SUICIDE/SELF HARM

Alex Rider. Coyote. Soldier. Rehab at Breacon Beacon. Exactly what he wanted. With K-Unit and the air of hostile betrayal spreading like wildfire, Alex wasn't sure of anything anymore.

(Small warnings for mention of drugs, alcohol, and definitely some M/M romance later on) He may be young, but he could take care of himself. He had his own job at the age of 15, he could fight to protect himself, he had an apartment... But does that mean anything when he now transforms into a werewolf every night? Maybe a dead assassin can help, if only a little...

Alex is back at Brecon Beacons for good this time; forced on to a veteran Unit and a new Sargent that think of him as more of a novelty than a soldier. But then a familiar face turns up, revealing some dark secrets, and suddenly 'Lynx' doesn't seem quite so funny anymore.

Alex's thoughts as his luck runs out.

It's a hard job, everyone handles the stress differently. Drabble

SCORPIA attacks Alex at school and K-Unit is there to take him to Brecon Beacon in Wales. He doesn't know for how long but will try to get better. How much trouble can his luck get him into? Prequel to "That's Classified" my NCIS/AlexRider crossover. I OWN NOTHING! (1)

Alex is sent back to SAS camp: Brecon Beacons and K-Unit are not happy about it. How much can Alex take before he breaks? After all, a doll can't last long with so many cracks before it crumbles.

"I'm sorry," he whispered his voice raspy and quiet, full of the agony and guilt he felt, "I'm sorry," he whispered again defeated.

There was no real word for the kind of care and respect that he and his makeshift family had for each other. Or maybe that was the word. Family. / Fourth and final installment of my Perfect series. In which everything falls into place. / Rated T for strong language. Read Perfectly Normal, Normally Perfect and Perfectly Fine first.

Alex Rider. The one name anyone who was anyone in the espionage business knew. The kid who had the luck of the devil and was twice as charming. Anyone who was in the business this young would be well known of course. So what does Alex do when he finds out he isn't the only one like him in a middle of a mission, complete with a deranged millionaire of course.

Set after Snakehead. The usual Scorpia is after Alex. So Alex is now going to go train more to be able to defend himself in any situations. And who else is better to train him than the SAS.