Spring Break (Thunderbirds Are Go! / Thunderbirds Movie)

Through the Wormhole p. 2

2060 -

Coming up to Thunderbird Five, on the outside nothing seemed wrong. The space station, manned 24/7 by John Tracy, was still maintaining it's constant vigil over the planet below, it's orbit around the world held, with no damage at all to her even after what had gone on hours previous. But, Alan and Virgil knew differently. Inside that station, his brother lay in critical condition. EOS, his brother's AI, was panicking, unsure of what to do about John's sudden deterioration. Quickly as he could, the youngest Tracy ran through docking procedures. As soon as Thunderbird Three was safely docked with Thunderbird Five, he and Virgil were up out of their seats and putting their helmets on. They ran out into the space station, EOS herding them towards her fallen programmer from the minute their boots hit the ground.

It was even worse seeing him up close.

A small pool of blood was gathered around his older brother's face and mixing with his ginger hair, dripping from his nose and a tiny bit leaking from the corner of his lips from when he had coughed some of it up. The arm outstretched was covered in crimson, especially his hand. His face was ashen, paler than normal, a near chalk white instead of a pale tone from lack of sun, and turning grey. As soon as the sixteen year old caught sight of his older brother, he had frozen in the doorway, not even noticing as the second oldest of the family bumped into him on his way to rush to his twin's side.

EOS was shouting, trying to get the littlest Tracy to snap out of it and help her programmer. Shaking his head, strands of sun-kissed blond hair falling into his eyes from where he had styled it, he rushed forwards into the room, helping Virgil get his brother ready to be moved to Thunderbird Three. With the help of EOS he located his brother's helmet, securing it over his head and checking the oxygen systems to make sure they were working properly, in hopes that the constant supply of oxygen might help John somewhat. As soon as his oxygen supply was hooked up and ready to go, the two--well, mainly Virgil, Alan just led the way back, more familiar with the layout of Thunderbird Five than his older brother--carried John back to Thunderbird Three as quickly as they could with the redhead's condition. As Alan slid into the pilots chair, and started the pre-flight checks and ignition sequence, Virgil adjusted the passenger seat as much as he could, trying to secure John, and brace him for the atmospheric burn of re-entry as much as he could without agitating his condition.

EOS radioed in, informing them that she would take over operation of Thunderbird Five until either someone was sent up to take over, or John returned.  Alan called an affirmative, and waited until Virgil was settled into the co-pilot's seat before he finished initiating the ignition sequence and started the engines. He knew he had to hurry, time was of the essence. Pulling away from 'Five, he started them back towards Earth, motioning to activate his comms to report back to Tracy Island to inform Scott (and probably Gordon) that they had recovered John and to tell Brains to call a hospital on the mainland because Tracy Island was not equipped for something like this. But, before he had the chance, they were suddenly swallowed by darkness, and 'Three's systems started to go haywire, and Alan had control for all of three seconds before control of his own 'bird was ripped away from him.

With all the jerking about because of the lack of a pilot, Alan was soon knocked into unconsciousness, but not before he let his thoughts drift to his injured brother in the back of the cockpit one final time.

'Please, please let John make it out of this. I can't lose him, not now...'

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2065 -

He'd forgotten how cramped the vents where.

In order to get back into the house to get to Brains, Alan had suggested they use the vents running throughout Tracy Island. People he didn't know, and certainly didn't trust where all over the Island, and as much as the fourteen year old hated to admit it, he was scared. His dad and his brother--probably their only hope at this point--where out in space on Thunderbird Five, helping John who had been attacked by who Alan assumed where the very same people now on the island. John had been a distraction. They had put his second oldest brother at risk. They now put his family at risk.

Now with them all gone, it left just Brains, Tin-Tin, Kyrano,  his wife, Fermat and Alan as the defense of the island.

If he was to be honest, it was a lot to put on a fourteen year olds shoulders, even with help. He thought about how badly he wanted to be a Thunderbird, and figured this was what his brothers went through all the time. Right now, he wasn't sure if he wanted to be a Thunderbird anymore. As soon as they reached the right vent that would allow them to see into the control room with out them being seen, he and Fermat pulled off the grate and they all peeked down into the hole to look at what was going on.

The Hood. What an anti-climatic name. The trio watched from behind one of Alan's older brother's portraits as the man explained his plan, Alan's eyes going back and forth between the bald man and the screen which showed his family. If he wasn't so scared about the whole situation, he would have rolled his eyes at how cliché his plan was.

He was going to use the remaining air worthy Thunderbirds--One and Two--to rob the greatest banks in the world, and let International Rescue take the fall, ruining their name.

An eye for an eye he said. Ruining International Rescue, and leaving them waiting for a rescue that would never come. Just like they did to him.

He pulled forth Kyrano, explaining that while they may not remember him, they must surely remember the rescue in which they saved his brother--his father's loyal manservant Kyrano. Tin-Tin's eyes went wide, shock filling her.

"That makes him.. my uncle.." She whispered. Fermat's hand went to grasp hers, trying to provide some comfort.

"Every family has a black she- black she-" Fermat's words of comfort gave way to a sneeze, his hands going to cover his mouth. He explained that the dust was messing with his allergies and Alan figured if they didn't want to be found out, they needed to get out of their quickly. By then The Hood had finished his explanation, and had cut off communications with his family, so there was no reason for them to stick around in there any longer. Fermat sneezed again, and Alan and Tin-Tin's hands shot to his mouth and nose to try and muffle the sound.

Even with Brains pretending to be the one who sneezed, the group had started to become suspicious, and the big guy started heading in their direction. Alan tensed up, preparing to run again when a loud beeping caught all their attentions. He heard The Hood mumbling, before proclaiming that the computer had to be faulty and that this couldn't be right. Brains was hauled over to the computer, and ordered to take a look at it.

"It's not b-broken.." Brains started, "It's in w-working order. T-that's Thunderbird Three's s-signal. She's coming back."

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(Ta-da! Now the two have finally crossed paths... somewhat. Now this is the point where the movie joins TAG in the canon-divergent category in this story, and stuff starts to really go wrong. Now that TAG's Thunderbird Three--let's just call it Thunderbird 3B for the sake of my sanity--has arrived, things really start to go downhill. There's the fact there's two Alan's, TAG John is in critical condition due to the strain of 25Gs being put upon his body, and the movie Thunderbird Five has losing power and it's orbit. They only have a few hours to correct things, and with the only Thunderbird readily available to them--Thunderbird 3B--not made for sustained atmospheric exposure, there's going to be a lot of difficulty here for our heros.

This is going to be fun to write.)