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Alex's pov

Alex decided that he officially knew what hell would be like if he ever had to go there. There would be cold winds even though it was summer, constant rain that created sludge, and of course a camp full of soldiers that hated him. In other word Brecon Beacons was his personal hell.

The heads of MI6 had decided that he was apparently a "danger to himself and others" and "needed to be sent somewhere safe" because they cared oh so much about him. Yeah, right, and I am Taylor Swift.

I have been here for more than a month and nothing has changed, some people would think that it was not possible to completely hate and make someone's life a disaster for that long, those people need to wake up and smell the coffee because life doesn't work that way, at least it doesn't for me. You must be wondering where ben (Fox) is in all of this, well long story short he is on a mission and will not be getting here until later this evening. He also became my legal guardian after...she died.

Wolf, out of all of them, enjoyed making me suffer the most. While the others ignored me, Wolf seemed to take sick satisfaction in seeing me struggle. Take right now for instance.

"Come on double-o-nothing get going, if you make us fail this mission I will make you run the assault course until you pass out, again" Wolf yelled at me looking back once before disappearing over the outrageously tall wall, and taking the rope, I was supposed to be able to use, with him.

I sighed, great, just wonderful.

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I collapsed over the finish line of the assault course, gaping for air. This was the ninth time that I had run it and the pain of my bullet wound was beginning to become unbearable. I bet you can guess that we ended up failing the mission and I am now paying dearly for it, even though it was not my fault in the first place. They just loved to blame me for all for all of their problems, lucky me!

"Get up" Wolf snarled down at me and I struggled to stand but managed it on the second try, after falling back down on the ground the first time, "that was pathetic, but I guess that is a side effect of having your nice cushy life with mommy and daddy. Isn't that right double-o-nothing?" He said savagely and I barely held back a flinch at my much hated nickname. Wolf had no idea that my parents were dead, or even why I has here. He thought the same as he did last time I was here, I was just a little rich boy getting punished by his rich daddy. Although that assumption had wavered the first few days because I was in such bad shape. Both physically and mentally. However it had not taken him ling to start ignoring my weakness and treat me even worse than he had before. The rest of the unit was a little better, barely, Eagle just ignored me along with Snake, the new guy who's name was leopard seemed to like to agree with Wolf so he was just barely better than Wolf.

I kept silent and just looked at him, waiting for him to snap at me to run it again like he had the past nine times, but to my surprise he didn't.

"A lecture starts in ten minutes get yourself cleaned up" he said and then walked off.

I stood there staring after him my mouth slightly open, that was the nicest thing that he had said to be. Well as close to nice as he could get, being Wolf. I quickly snapped out of my momentary stupor and ran towards the barracks to get changed into my backup uniform.

I raced to the lecture hall as fast as my tired legs could carry me and just sat down next to k-unit when the lights dimmed and the lecture started. The first slide made me do a double take and I felt my breath begin to quicken.

One word.

Scorpia

Yay my first ever story on fan fiction has now begun! I will try to update as soon as I can. I really hope you like it, reviews are very welcome.