The IronSword further happily continues his slaughter and mass destruction of the burning city before him. Laughing further at the infernal damage he creates around himself.
IronSword:
HA HA HA! This little slab of weakling scum doesn't stand much of a chance left!
Thunderbird 1 zooms off to Washington, being there very shortly.
Scott:
International Rescue from Thunderbird 1, approaching danger zone. Height 2,500 feet. Air speed 7.500 MPH. I'll be arriving at Washington in two minutes from now.
Jeff:
F.A.B Scott. Be careful out there.
Scott:
Sure thing dad.
Thunderbird 1 enters over the city, with Scott displaying a map for him of the city, with the IronSword on the opposite edge of the city. Washington, a dystopian remain with panic, cars dashing and people panicking, screaming, and running as more bolts of energy blast from the IronSword at the towers.
IronSword:
They must send something soon!
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Doctor Who/Thunderbirds: Leader Of The IronSword
FanfictionThe IronSword - a ruthless and callous war-like race, vicious warrior-like life forms dealing with the fantasy and legends of our understanding, have spread their race across the galaxy. Their leader, simply known as the IronSword, has been overthro...
