and after a few days of letting you stew about how I was going to do it...HERE'S THE EPILOGUE! sorry its late! i was writing the prologue and the first 2 chapters in 'What Happens.' I just posted chap. 2 today of that today, so I feel like I'm treating you guys by updating both of my stories! I still can't believe how long the chapters are! It makes these chapters seem soooooo short! But at long last, here it is! Hooray!

Ok..so i kept calling this an 'eprologue' but apparently that word doesn't exist...its 'epilogue'...'EPI'...how does that make sense..anyway...

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Disclaimer; I don't own Alex Rider, nor its characters...just the idea for the last invention...yes...:D

I hope you like it! :D

Everything had turned out ok. Tom was now more or less a member of MI6, and protected as a member because of it. The class had signed the Official Secrets Act and promised not to tell anyone what had happened, they didn't know if anyone would believe it anyway.

The cover story was that while Mr. Young's class has taken an unscheduled bathroom break, as a whole, and the air conditioner unit had caught on fire from being overused, and the explosion had knocked out the glass in the windows. Clever.

K-Unit had promised to keep in touch as they returned to the mission they had been on previously. Mr. Blunt went back to his office as usual. Mrs. Jones had promised to inform Alex if they got a lead on David or his activities, and said that Smithers wanted to show him one of his new adventures, but to wait a week so he can get the kinks out of it. They also wanted to give some time for Alex's rib to recover, and true to form, Smithers invention had had the broken ribs strong and healthy in that timeframe.

That was where he was headed now, with Tom by his side. School had just let out; though they had had to combine their English class with Mrs. Moreno's seeing as the windows in Mr. Young's classroom were still being fixed.

They walked down Main Street and into the bank that MI6 used for their undercover operations. Alex walked up to the secretary who smiled at him. Scarlett was her name. She was charming in her own way, a member of MI6 who played a harmless secretary while sorting through the people who walked through the door, reasoning who was here on the basis of their bank account, or for more important reasons. She hit a buzzer by her computer, the digital signal being sent through the circuit informing Mrs. Jones that Alex had arrived. Alex and Tom heard her respond through the speaker beside her computer

"Send them directly to Smithers area; I'm in a meeting at the moment."

"You know the way, I presume?" Scarlett said.

Alex nodded and said thanks before guided Tom over to the lone elevator that led to the banks real operations.

The silver door slid smoothly open, revealing carpeted floors, and silver walls. They stepped through while bland elevator music played from the speakers above. Bright lights from overhead beat down on them, reflecting off Alex blond hair, and making Tom's blue eyes shine.

There were no lights, no sounds, but Alex knew that somewhere behind the elevator walls there were mechanisms that were scanning them, searching their pockets for weapons, computers determining what brand of gum they had just by the shape of the package, and then sending a 'safe, unarmed' signal to those watching.

Tom was giddy with excitement, while Alex could only smile at his friend's antics.

The elevator took them up to the fortieth floor, where it opened, and a large man was there to greet them.

Smithers was smiling, his bulk taking up more than half the hallway.

"Hello, old chap!" He said happily. He grabbed Alex's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Now who do we have here?" He asked, nodding to Tom.

"Smithers, this is my best friend Tom Harris." Alex replied.

"Oh, Tom! Yes Tom! I've heard a lot about you! Mrs. Jones said you'd be coming! Why didn't I make the connection before?" He rambled. "This way!"

Smithers led them through various twists and turns finally reaching a white door that smoothly glided open as they approached.

Tom stopped walking. He was too busy gaping at everything. There were various inventions scattered through the large room, some being worked on, some being tested.

A one-man plane was gliding through the air as the test pilot concentrated on the controls. It was probably the size of a regular chair. It was practically soundless as it swept through the air, taking impossibly tight turns and twists.

Another invention had a woman firing a small gun at long range only for the bullet to explode on contact, creating a gaping hole in the testing wall.

Another invention had a man wearing a dark green metal suit. A woman standing next to the man pressed a button on her control, and fire shot out of the man's feet, making him fly off the floor, levitating a few feet from the cement ground.

"Tom. Tom?" Alex called, pulling Tom out of his stupor.

Tom ran to catch up with them as he continued to gaze at the inventions. Smithers was talking about something or other, but Tom wasn't hearing any of it, he was hoping Alex did though, so then he could repeat him later. They came to another set of white doors that had Smithers written on it. His office, Tom guessed.

They walked through the door. Tom stopped abruptly, lost for words. The door hadn't opened, hadn't moved, Alex and Smithers had just stepped through the door. It looked like glass, he could clearly see both on the other side, but he didn't understand how they did it.

Both noticed that their companion had stopped following once again and turned around to see Tom's pale face staring back at them. Smithers laughed seeing the heavily confused look on the boy's face while Alex smirked. Tom hadn't been through this, he didn't know of any of Smithers inventions.

Alex stepped back through the door, the gel-like material conforming to his body, then righting itself like nothing had happened. Tom just stared.

"Come on Tom!" He said, feigning exasperation. He grabbed his friend's arm and pulled him through.

Tom held his breath as Alex pulled him through, but found he didn't have to. The cool material conformed to his body, hugging him, then letting go as he stepped through, conforming back to its door-like form.

Tom gaped back to the door, Alex still pulling him along as he followed Smithers into the office. He sat in a chair in front of a very large, very modern looking white desk. It didn't have any distinct edges; it just kept curving in on itself.

Smithers continued onto a cabinet a typed in a code on the touch screen keyboard, which opened it. It let out a gasp as the air pressure was released.

"This is my newest invention! I'm rather proud of it actually! Especially given that I can't give you any weapons, and only make things that looks like something a teenager could carry."

Smithers turned around, holding a sleek, silver ball the size of Alex's first. It had no openings, no buttons, nothing.

"What is it?" Alex asked, Tom was wondering the same thing.

"Well, my boy, I like to call it 'The Thing.' It does pretty much whatever you want it to." Smithers reached back into the cabinet and brought out a remote.

"It conforms to any shape you want it to, and with that shape, it does whatever the form taken can do." He raised the remote to his mouth, and set the silver sphere on the table. "Laptop"

The silver ball started to change form, a dent forming in the middle and continuing on into a 'V' shape, then making an 'L' as it slid open more.. Gracefully, the webby material slid into the form of a laptop, complete with every key.

"WOW!" Tom exclaimed. He rushed over and started to feel the thing, it was light weight and sleek, it felt like a real laptop. Alex did very much the same, gaping at the invention.

"Try going on the internet." Smithers teased.

Tom set it back down, and used the scroll pad to move to the internet icon, he clicked it, and the Google homepage popped up.

"That's so cool!" Both boys said.

"It has all the built in features of a laptop. You just have to tell it what to turn into through this control. Communications between you and MI6 is also in the control in case whatever you need it to change into isn't in it."

"And its mine?" Alex asked.

"Yes. Just don't go showing it around to anyone, it isn't patented yet, and I don't want anyone knowing about it yet. It's exclusively for MI6 operatives."

Tom looked a little put out. Smithers reached back into the cabinet and pulled out another sleek silvery ball and threw it at Tom. He caught the object, surprised at how light it was.

"That one's yours! Same rules apply." Smithers said.

Tom laughed and gaped at the thing, gazing at his reflection.

"Here are the remotes." Smithers walked over to either boys and handed them their remotes, respectively.

"Size doesn't matter when you want it to change, it will shrink, or it will get larger, just depends on what you want it to turn into."

Smithers was about to say something else, when the slow sucking sound of someone stepping through the 'door' echoed through the room.

They all turned to see Mrs. Jones standing there, holding a clipboard. Her black hair tied back, her sleek black suit covering her blue, ruffled blouse. Her heels clicked on the floor as she walked towards them, rolling a peppermint in her mouth.

She smiled when she saw the inventions.

"I see you've been introduced to your new toys." She said.

Tom and Alex were still grinning like idiots, and she laughed lightly. She nodded at Smithers, saying hello silently. They had been friends a long time, and he always seemed to be able to cheer her up with his new ideas.

"They're so cool!" Tom exclaimed.

"I'm glad you like them, Smithers had fun making them, trust me, he kept babbling about them whenever I saw him." Mrs. Jones said.

Smithers blushed and looked at the floor.

Suddenly, Mrs. Jones dropped her rare smile and became serious again, the feeling in the room changed as everything became tense.

"But that's not why I'm here. Tom, Alex, we need you for a special mission."

Alex knew it. Blunt was going to bring Tom in sooner or later, apparently sooner rather than later. Both nodded at her, then turned to Smithers.

"So, do we just carry these like this, or change them into something?" Alex asked.

"Oh, you can carry it in whatever form you like, they are extremely malleable and won't break even if you drop them," he replied.

Tom looked at his sphere, set it on the desk, and then spoke into his remote.

"IPOD." The sphere flattened itself out and then squashed itself into the shape of a touch screen IPOD, the backing taking on the color green, Tom's favorite color.

"You could even add song on that; I made it so it holds about 200 mb. You could download anything, play movies, watch TV, listen to the radio, anything."

Tom smiled as he scrolled through the different settings; settings that wouldn't normally be on an IPOD.

"Laser light? Blacklight? X-ray?"

"Huh-hm. Alex will explain those later, you two had better go."

Alex quickly changed his to the same thing, watching it transform into another IPOD, this one with a blue backing; Alex's' favorite color.

"Follow me." Mrs. Jones said casually. She walked out the 'door' and into the inventions room.

Tom and Alex both expressed their immense thanks for the wonderful invention before following Mrs. Jones out the 'door'

"Wow, my first mission AND my first gadget! Best day ever!" Tom said, walking up behind Mrs. Jones.

Alex just laughed at his friend's expression as they followed Mrs. Jones to a conference room down the hall. Not Blunts office? Alex thought. That's where they usually briefed him.

The doors opened of their own accord as the trio stepped through.

Alex was surprised to see K-Unit lounging around. He raised eyebrows as he took them in. Wolf was sitting on the table, feet dangling off the sides, talking to Eagle, who sat below him in a chair. A little ways off Ben was talking to Snake, both facing each other in chairs.

They all looked towards the group as they walked in the room, everyone rushing up to be the first to give Alex and Tom hugs. It had only been a week since they had seen them, but it felt like a lot longer.

"Hey! Nice to see you guys too!" Alex said, trying to breathe through Ben's tight hug.

"Everyone please sit down, Mr. Blunts on his way." Mrs. Jones said casually.

They all took seats Tom sitting next to Alex and Ben as Wolf, Eagle and Mrs. Jones took seats on the other side of the long table, leaving the head chair patiently waiting for its resident.

True to form, Mr. Blunt walked through the door, ever the grey one. He sat down in the grey leather chair, and got right to the point.

"We have a problem."

So? I know...you hate me because of the cliffhanger...but look past that...it totally left it open for a sequel! Not sure when I'll write that though...you'll just have to author alert me...(muahahah! my master plan is coming together!) *cough* completely disregard that last sentence. But I'm going to try and focus on What Happens for now...but you never know...so please REVIEW and tell me what you think!

Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews and thanks to all whose read this! It was very fun to write! I hope you'll check out What Happens!

BYE!