Fic: Alex Rider Drabble
Another one written for alexrider100
Alex flips open his pocketwatch, smiles to himself, and launches out of his hiding place.
The first thug has barely turned around before Alex has slammed his umbrella across his face, and the second hardly has time to open his mouth as the same thing happens to him. Alex doesn't stop for long and keeps running down the dank hallways. They twist and turn around him, labyrinthine, but he knows this way well - the tunnels under the Houses of Parliament are intimately familiar to him.
Ahead, he can hear the slow shush of the river lapping at its banks, and the approaching buzz of the zeppelins, and knows he'll be safe soon.
Alex flips open his pocketwatch, smiles to himself, and launches out of his hiding place.
The first thug has barely turned around before Alex has slammed his umbrella across his face, and the second hardly has time to open his mouth as the same thing happens to him. Alex doesn't stop for long and keeps running down the dank hallways. They twist and turn around him, labyrinthine, but he knows this way well - the tunnels under the Houses of Parliament are intimately familiar to him.
Ahead, he can hear the slow shush of the river lapping at its banks, and the approaching buzz of the zeppelins, and knows he'll be safe soon.