Disclaimer: Alex Rider is not of my creation, nor is anything you read here that is recognizable. I'm not really a writer, which is why I'm writing this. I have problems developing characters, which is why I'm going to try using characters already made to see if it helps my writing. I have not actually read the real books in awhile, just fanfictions so my characters might be OCC, my apologies. This is not a very original story, so I'm sorry. I'm not British so once again, so sorry if I get things wrong. I'm just practicing my writing. Thank you.

Chapter 1: Across the Hall

"You're an idiot," Alex decided, watching his best friend carefully. He was prepaid to run if need be. It was quite possible that this child was completely crazy. Just by looking at the evil smirk on his devious face you could tell that this child was no good. If he lived back in the times of the Greeks, people may just believe that he was a son of Hermes. The black haired, British teenager was always up to no good. This time, however, his plotting had a kind story behind it. This time he truly wanted to help, he just wasn't the best at helping.

"Look, you're the one that said you hated these guys, right? Right. So, I say we get some revenge." Tom grinned, watching the group of four, rather tall, British soldiers. Who were these men? It was K-Unit of course. Who else would it be? This is an Alex Rider fanfiction, after all. K-Unit is almost always there.

Ben, however, wasn't. He had been replaced by Jimmy Holt aka Shark. Now, I know what you're thinking, 'isn't Alex in California with Sabina?' or 'Oh great, another one of those fanfictions.' Well, I hate to sound rude, but yes. This is another one of those fanfictions, feel free to GET OVER IT.

You may be wondering, 'Who are you? What gives you the right to talk to me like this?' I'm no one special; I'm just a simple narrator. I'm just telling you a simple story. Though, if you really listen, it's a little bit more complicated than that. So, back to it.

"We won't get caught. Even if we do, we can't get into any trouble. You're an ex-spy. I'm dating an ex-assassin-" Tom was quickly cut off by Alex.

"And ex-assassin that tried to kill me dead." He frowned.

"Yes, but now she likes you. And she's hot. And she doesn't kill people anymore." After Jack had died, Alex spent only a few months with Sabina before going back to England. He couldn't stay in America, he just missed his home too much. Sabina and her family were great, they just weren't what he needed at the time. He moved back into his old house, MI6 was in charge of him. However, Ms. Jones gave him no more missions to go on.

This didn't mean he was safe. Tom's new girlfriend had been the last assassin to try and kill him. Luckily, once she began to date Tom, the other assassins decided it would be in their best interests to back off. She was, after all, the daughter of the man who ran the Irish Mob.

One thing she had agreed upon when her and Tom became a couple, was that she would stop killing people. For some reason, it just wasn't very attractive. She, her name happened to be Emory, agreed. No more killing, no more mob business. She was having a lot of fun being, what she though was, 'normal.' Of course, life is never that normal for an ex-assassin dating the best friend, and roommate, of an ex-spy. It just wasn't possible.

"We aren't pranking them, Tom," Alex frowned, "And that's final. It's not the right thing to do. It probably won't even work. I doubt any of them truly believe in ghosts."

"Fine," Tom huffed, "Just, fine."

"Tom," Alex sighed, "You're an idiot."

"You said that already," Tom pointed out.

"Yeah…I just felt like it should be emphasized." The 16 year old replied. When Alex had turned 16, he applied for emancipation. He had so much blackmail on MI6, that they agreed. Soon, he had moved into an apartment with Tom, who had also received emancipation. He was fed up with his parents, and his brother wasn't coming back home anytime soon. There had been nothing keeping him in that house.

"Are you sure that they just moved into the apartment across the hall?" Alex inquired, after a moment of silence. Tom nodded 'yes' in response, so Alex continued, "Are you sure this will work?"

"Alex…by the time we're done they're going to really believe that you're haunting their bloody asses." Tom smirked.

Oh yes, K-Unit was totally, completely, screwed. They were just about to meet what they would refer to as 'The Ghost of Cub'. What they didn't actually know was the fact that 'Cub' was still alive. Alex Rider was about to get his revenge. Sure, people say that revenge doesn't solve anything. What they don't know, is that it can be quite helpful to one's psyche. People say that revenge makes you feel bad, but those people are just plain wrong. Sometimes someone really needs a little revenge. Call it karma. Tom simply liked to help out with karma, by delivering it himself.

Getting revenge on someone tends to make you feel a lot better. Especially when it comes to people that piss you off. In that case, revenge is exactly the thing you need. Tom was about to help Alex take down the only bullies that have yet to feel his wrath.

The best part was, they would never see it coming. Not in a million years. They thought that Alex was some rich man's son. They were close, he's actually some insane person's friend. That would just be worse for them.