A/N: Technically this is only chapter 1, but then things get complicated. So I'm just going to call this chapter 2 : )

Disclaimer: If I was really Anthony Horowitz then would I be posting my work on a FAN FICTION site. No? Didn't think so. Now we've got that straight – this applies to the whole story. – any stuff you don't recognise though yeah – that is mine.

Thirty four miles from London, a meeting was taking place in what appeared to be a decrepit warehouse. The building was much more than it appeared. The rooms were soundproof, more than twenty cameras were hidden in the area and thirty armed guards silently patrolled the area, whilst ten more sat in the basement, surrounded by electronic equipment, watching the continuous stream of images from the security cameras. They too were armed. Overall, this isolated and apparently abandoned old building was the perfect place for the worlds most dangerous and powerful minds to gather.

There were five men and three women; all of which were equally dangerous. One man had burns covering his body and an eye patch obscuring part of his face. He had once been rich, respected, and most of all, powerful. Now he was forced to lie low. Hidden by criminals – slowly regaining his former power and respect, he was the one who called this meeting, and he was the one in charge. He had made it personal.

This meeting had been called for one reason. Revenge. In the last year, their organisations had been targeted by the British government and been bettered by a mere fourteen year old boy. Alex Rider. Of course, this was not something to be taken lightly. A grown man would have been different; acceptable. But their names had become a laughing stock within the world of crime. No longer feared or respected. Something had to be done, and that was exactly what they were planning to do.

A week ago, the British secret service – MI6 – had contacted one of the people in the room. A member of the Chinese Triads, known only as 'the dragon'. He was a small man with dark hair and even darker eyes that seemed almost lifeless. His speciality was corruption and blackmail, but he was also known for his knowledge of poison.

MI6 had made their intentions clear; they wanted the Rider boy to be left alone, in return the British government would turn a blind eye to any criminal activities involving the Chinese Triads for the next year.

It was a tempting offer, so much could happen in a year without the constant threat from spies and such involved with the British. But it would also write off the chance of revenge. Nothing had yet been decided - which was why the whole room was now looking at him with inquisitive eyes. The man stood up and prepared to address his new colleagues.

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The week had passed slowly for Alex. His 'friends' had not believed his excuses and rumours were flying about his somewhat dubious activities. He had heard only a few, but the ones he had heard were mildly amusing. Drugs, gangsters, petty theft – in a way it was all true. He had been involved in criminal activities…just not the way they thought. But the thing was, they would never know.

Looking back over the past few months, Alex found himself amazed by what he had achieved. It was amazing, but that didn't mean he liked it. Silently, he made a vow never to get involved with the government again. But deep down, he knew this wasn't a promise he could keep. They always had a way to get him involved; making offers he couldn't refuse, blackmail.

Despite being back at school, in a normal environment, Alex couldn't relax. He couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was wrong. He had recently learnt to rely on his senses to keep him out of trouble. He knew how danger felt, and he could feel it now.

All week he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched or followed. Considering the danger he had recently put himself in, with both Scorpia and the Snakehead, he wouldn't be surprised if they were out for revenge. But it was just as likely that MI6 were involved again – keeping an eye on him.

It was Friday afternoon, the Bell had just sounded to announce the end of the day and the start of the weekend. Alex had just had Biology, one of the few lessons he actually understood having missed so much school.

Letting out a sight, he gathered his belongings and prepared to leave with Tom.

'Just a minute Mr Rider, a word if you don't mind…' announced the teacher as Alex turned to leave. Alex liked Miss Drake; as much as a student could like the person who sets extra homework for the sake of it. She was one of the only teachers who had seemingly ignored his long, unexplained absences.

'and you can leave now Mr. Harris' she said, pointedly, to Tom.

As the last member of the class closed the door behind them, Miss Drake turned to Alex. Her hair, brown but with exposed greying roots, was swept neatly off her face that showed her concern for the boy in front of her. She took here glasses off and placed them on the desk before sitting down and talking to him.

'You are probably aware that there is quite a bit of catch up work for you to do.' She paused, looking at him thoughtfully. 'You seem to have grasped the concept of genetic modification quite well this week but, nonetheless, I am going to ask you to read pages 114 to 120 over the weekend and complete the summary questions on each page by next Wednesday.' Again she paused allowing Alex to respond. When He didn't she continued. 'if you have any problems you can speak to me on Monday, have a good weekend Alex.' She picked up some papers and began to work.

Recognising his dismissal, Alex turned and left the room.

No sooner had he turned the corner, a short boy with dark hair pounced on him. 'So, what's you're terrible punishment eh?' he laughed. Recognising his best friend, Tom, Alex didn't even bother with an answer. 'I got extra work.' Was his only reply.

Noticing Alex's glum expression, Tom dared to speak again. 'Cheer up mate, want to go see a movie? my mums trying to do the positive thing and be a good parent – she's cooking tonight. What d'ya say?'

Alex looked at his friend 'alright. But I need to go home first. Jack will want to know where I'm going.'

'Ok, meet at your house in an hour yeah?'

Alex forced a smile. He didn't really want to go, he still felt that it was dangerous – being outside. He knew he was being watched. He raised a hand to say goodbye to his friend and began to walk home. Tom wasn't going home immediately or he would have gone with Alex. They normally walked home together.

In the shadows, five sets of eyes watched the two boys part company. Only four of these left when the blonde haired boy began to leave, following him in the shadows but unaware of the presence of the fifth bystander. Just as he was unaware of them.

Unknown to Tom Harris, he too was being watched. But unlike the men watching Alex, this man was not there to provide protection, he was there as a predator. Tom was the prey.

Walking home Alex felt the presence of danger again. Fear is one thing that Alex knew about. Taking notice of it can cause you to panic, and panicking is one thing that can cost you your life.

Slowing down, Alex began to think of his options. If he was being followed then running was out of the question, it would alert them that he knew they were there. Stopping and confronting them was also a bad idea; he didn't know how many of them there were, and he didn't want to find out...yet. Making his mind up, he slowly increased his pace. He walked up the pavement for another three minutes before crossing the road and ducking into a side alleyway. He knew this area well and also knew that the residents of the building on the left were on holiday at the moment; he had a feeling that that was a good thing. Luckily, the alley was empty. Fag ends and litter lined the alleyway and a dumpster, full of rubbish and filled bin bags, was pushed up against the left wall. Above it, a window was open, just a crack but enough to allow him to pull off his next stunt. Feeling like what he was about to do was either genius or stupid he jumped on top of the dumpster, balancing on the lid, before using the cracks between bricks to climb over to the window, ease it open and climb through into the house. Taking a deep breath he closed the window behind him. If he was being followed, he didn't want them knowing where he had gone.

He quickly observed his surroundings, he was in what looked like a spare room. The bed was bare and the room was unfurnished, but most importantly, he was alone.

He waited about five minutes before he heard the sound of two, possibly three, men conversing. The voices sounded familiar but Alex couldn't quite place them. Pressing himself up against the wall next to the window, he had a clear view of the streets entrance. Four men stood with their backs to him looking at a map. They were dressed in dark clothing, but it wasnt clear. It was already going dark. Alex suppressed a triumphant laugh. If these men were the ones following him, then he had managed to lose them. He teased the window open a bit so he could hear their conversation better. Thankfully, the window didn't make a sound as it was opened.

The voices were quite but Alex could just about make out the words.

'...can't have got that far, if we...'

'we've lost him.' The second voice interrupted. It was quite deep and vaguely familiar. But Alex didn't follow that thought any further; it had confirmed his suspicions. They were looking for him.

'...keep an eye on him' The first part of the sentence had been cut off by a passing car, but what he had heard shocked him. He was physically frozen. He knew that voice, he had heard it only weeks ago in the middle of the ocean. Fox. But what did that mean? why were they watching him?

Alex had a feeling he already knew the answer to both questions. MI6.

'...his house.' Alex hadn't been paying attention. he had missed most of the conversation but it sounded as though they had given up.

Fox spoke again 'what if he's in trouble?' he sounded genuinely concerned. In response the voice Alex had heard earlier spoke again.

'He did it on his own. I think he knows.' Alex had a suspicion that he knew who was speaking. Wolf.

They began to move off, but Alex stayed frozen to the spot. Of all the men in the SAS, MI6 had to go and choose his old unit. But why was Fox with them? Swearing, Alex realised that more than an hour had passed. He would have missed Tom, and Jack would be furious.

A/N: hmmmm... this is shorter than i thought it would be. Sorry folks.

So, tell me what ya think : ) More K Unit in the next chapter though. Updates wont be as fast as this, but i had some free time today - so here it is.

and yes, i have brought back a bad guy. let me know what you think and who you think it is. If you really don't like him, i can always have him killed off a second time.

Reviews are good; but i need a name for the gang - something to do with revenge. sorry folks - writers block, just cant think of a suitable name. Any and all sugestions are welcome : )

thank you for the reviews guys: )

SheWeapon1: Thankyou, Glad you like it so far. It was just a random idea I came up with one day.

dizzy-monster: Personally, I love almost any story with K Unit in. They're such interesting characters and they are great fun to write. Glad you like it though - you'll be seeing alot of them in this story if i have my way ; )

Ashadowofwings: Yeah it was a tad short, but I wanted to keep the suspence before introducing Alex. and I agree with; yay for K Unit! those guys are so much fun

Master of Minds: Glad you do!

Silver Queen: Thankyou, I hope interesting is a good thing.

utemia: thanks for the great review! I thought that for the intro it would be good to do it from another perspective and K Unit seemed to fit.

CMT1992: I love K-Unit too, they make the stories more interesting. Hopefully, i will be able to make the chapters longer. I just wanted to leave the intro there - it seemed fitting. having lots of homework at the mo, i may not be able to do that much regularly, but i can try : ) glad you like it so far.

Emmy-loo: I completely agree - wolf and K Unit are some of my favourite characters. And my spelling/grammar does suck. But i dont really have anyone who would check it. let me know if you catch any more though : )