Stories that never made the cut

Alex Rider: Drug of My Sleep Part 2

As the man said he came back later which was more the morning but Alex didn't know that. The door flew opened and Alex was sent out of his thoughts by the men walking in and untied Alex's torso they could drag Alex into a different room. They had him sit in a new chair. They did tie him down.

Alex looked around the room and saw several torture items which could easily cause more pain than harm. The man from earlier walked in and sat in a chair right in front of Alex.

"Hello again Alex. Now I have a few questions for you. If you answer them truthfully than I will not hurt you at all." The man said.

"I won't tell you anything scum bag," Alex said which got him a slap a crossed the face. Alex stayed still as he felt blood go down his cheek.

"Don't use that tone of voice with me, young man. Now, how old were you when you moved to America?" The man asked. Alex knew that there was nothing that could be classified with that.

"Three years ago in a few weeks," Alex said. The man nodded.

"Why did you move to America?" He asked.

"My newly approved guardians lived there so I had to move from Britain here," Alex said. The man nodded once more.

"One more question. What happens to your old guardian?" Alex's eyes widen.

'How did he know?' Alex thought. Soon the nightmare of the memory came back of Jack during in front of his eyes. The man's smile grew bigger as he hit a nerve in Alex. He got up and slowly grabbed a knife. He walked back over to Alex. Alex was in a daze not knowing what was going to happen. Slowly Alex came back to reality as the knife slide against his skin, not cutting the previous skin. Then his shirt was cut in on a simple flick of his wrist. Alex's t-shirt turned to shreds now.

"Are you going to answer my question, Alex?" He asked with a devil of a smile. Alex felt a shiver go through his body. Alex did not like this man.

"I can't tell you. Only I know what happens. Not even my guardians know what happens." Alex said.

"Did you kill her Alex?" He asked which sent anger run through his veins. His hands went into a fist. "Did you stab her? Let her bleed to death. Or did you set a fire in your house."

Alex gritted his teeth.

"Set fire to her room. A car?" Alex's face started to tire red. "Bomb in the car. Under her seat."

Alex was furious.

"You killed her with a bomb that was in a car, under the seat that she was in. In Cairo." That was all Alex could talk.

"YES I KILLED HER. YOU HAPPY?" Alex yelled. He was able to break some of the rope but not fully get out of it. "I killed her."

Alex said in a whisper as he hung his head down. The man smiled at how he was starting to break Alex.

"Take him to his cell for now. I will talk to him a little bit later. Also, make sure he is tied up enough." The man said. Alex was a shell now so he wasn't resisting as the men grabbed him and took him out of the room. They tighten the rope around his wrists. The rope was digging into Alex's wrists so his wrists were bleeding a little bit.

Alex was tossed into the cell and the door locked. The light was turned off and Alex stayed where he was, his face on the cold floor. The cold floor sent chills up his spine he laid there not closing his eyes. He was just thinking and doing nothing important. He couldn't get the picture if Jack out of his head for the life of him.

A few hours later the door opened and the same man came in.

"Get up Rider. Or should I call you Pleasure." The man said. Two guards grabbed Alex and took him out of the room and back into the torture room.