CHAPTER ONE: THE MEETING

What's Happening? thought Alex as he walked towards the apartment. It had been a full 3 years ago last time MI6 had contacted him, and he had a bad feeling about doing this. He was entering an apartment to meet someone who should be dead. Obviously, he was not dead... Yassen was very much alive...

"Hello, Alex," said Yassen as The door opened. "How are you?" Alex walked in expecting to see Yassen's Gauss pointed at his face. Instead, he saw Yassen and a girl around his age aiming an AR15 at him. "Who's that Yassen? You said You'd be alone." he asked. "Alex, this is Stephanie Ivanov. She has decided to apprentice under me." Yassen said as if it were completely normal for a 17 year old girl to aim an AR15 at Alex.

"I thought you said 'Killing is for adults'." Alex said. "Well Alex, Killing, though it may be for adults, is your own choice, now, on with what I called you hee for." Yassen responded. " I wish to offer you a deal Alex."Alex was wondering what Yassen was talking about.

"What kind of deal?" Alex asked.

Alan Blunt sat at his desk, not acknowledging the presence of his deputy head, Mrs. Jones until his office door closed. "Hello, I have Disturbing news." he said calmly. "What is it?" asked Mrs. Jones. "Well, Tulip,"He stated. Why is he calling me by my first name? Mrs. Jones thought. "Alex has gone rouge. He was found helping Yassen Gregorovich." Blunt stated. Holy shit... Alex could never go rouge... How did this happen? Mrs. Jones thought. "And to make things worse, Stephanie Ivanov is there." Oh shit, she thought Now we're completely screwed...

Alex picked up the Browning HP 9mm pistol and aimed it at the target, a perfect replica of a man. "Do not think of it as a man," Yassen said, noticing that Alex was having trouble shooting it. "Think of it as a piece of Synthetic organs and Ballistics Gel."Alex did, and he pulled the trigger. Then he saw the head explode as a bullet hit it right in between the synthetic eyes, and they closed. It was such a perfect replica of the human body, that other than the lack of a scream, he would think it was a real person. Now for the hard part.

"Okay, Alex, kill Bob Javensen." Yassen said. It was another replica of a person, blue eyes, brown hair, and a name. The other didn't have a name. Alex found that he couldn't pull the trigger on the 9mm. "Well, Alex?" Yassen said. " Can't do it? Well, Neither could I when I was a beginner." He took the gun and fired 15 times at the target without aiming. "It's harder when they have a name."

Author's note: Hello, how do you like the story so far? also, I'm open to your suggestions for what should happen.

Sorry for chapter shortness...

Disclaimer: I DO NOT under any circumstances, Own Alex Rider, Yassen Gregorovich, Or any of Anthony Horowitz's characters... I do, however, own Stephanie Ivanov and all other original characters.

Hint: The next chapter has a ton of action...and that is ALL I will tell you!