Notice: Alex Rider is not mine, it's Horowitz's. I'll also try to post every two days. If I cannot, I will try to tell you beforehand. Please enjoy!
Alex Rider, age 15 with brown eyes and light brown hair, sat in front of a desk. He was muscular, fit and lean with that look in his eyes that said he had seen too much for someone his age. However, they were currently glaring at Mrs. Jones, the head of MI6.
"And why would I want to die?" He asked, annoyed.
Mrs. Jones sighed, "Not die, Alex, we would be faking your death."
At that, Alex interrupted, "Explain this to me again, please."
"We believe that Scorpia will be, er, trying to kill you again. So, we will fake your death and then give you an entire new identity. That done, we will then send you back to Brecon Beacons to train in the SAS."
Alex groaned, but decided to make a statement, "I'm too young."
Mrs. Jones nodded, but said, "That will be taken care of, of course. You will be given a new identity. That means new name, looks, age, per-"
"I can't change my personality. I mean, for a few days, weeks, or maybe even months or a few years, but I won't be able to do so for the rest of my life." Alex interrupted for the second time. Mrs. Jones frowned, but nodded once again.
"So be it." She replied.