Thunderbird 2 passes over the red smoke as the IronSword watches as he holds his staff out with a light flashing out suddenly as he pulls his staff back as Thunderbird 2 arrives over him. The automatic camera detector on Virgil's desk to his right flashes white as he merely smiles to himself, not doing anything, however.
Virgil:
Hmmm. Boy he's sure in for a surprise. Standing by Doctor? Rose?
Doctor:
Standing by now.
Rose:
Lower us away Thunderbird 2!
Virgil:
F.A.B! Good luck. We'll continue to monitor your situation from the sky! Lowering rescue cage.
Thunderbird 2 lowers down the cage, down to the building where the IronSword stands triumphant on at his devastation. Rose clings onto the Doctor as they are lowered into the gusty winds blowing their hair around as the motors of Thunderbird 2 boom through their ears. They land down on the building, as the Doctor helps Rose out as he contacts Virgil on the radio.
Doctor:
We're down! Taker her away!
Virgil:
F.A.B!
Thunderbird 2 flies back off into the red smoke to vanish behind it. Now, the Doctor and Rose turn to face the IronSword grinning at them devilishly. Rose stands next to the Doctor, almost in his own personal space, whilst the Time Lord leaves his radio on transmit only to make Thunderbirds 1 and 2 listen into.
IronSword:
Welcome to my art, Time Lord! But you are too late. Washington is only the start of many more civilizations across this universe, seeping into parallel and parallel to make the magnificent devastation I shall bring upon!
Thunderbirds 1 and 2 listen to every word.
Virgil:
Some character we have here Scott.
Scott:
Yeah! I'll stand by in case they need any help. Once you've collected the pod, the city's yours. Washington has almost been evacuated; they'll be done in a few minutes. If you would just make sure the city remains intact as much as possible.
Virgil:
Right Scott! Good thing Brains installed the magnetic grabs in here too!
Another tower is beginning to tumble, right in front of a mother and a daughter, next to a fire brigade truck, but they haven't noticed yet!
Scott:
Another tower!
Scott flips Thunderbird 1 around and the mother and daughter see the collapsing tower beginning to drop like a stone on them as the mother protects her child as they brace to be crushed. The same one that was beginning to topple referenced from earlier! The fire brigade men desperately rush from their trucks to catch them, but they'd be too late! Scott quickly blasts down with his shotgun behind the red nose cone rapidly firing at the tower! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! KABOOM! The tower is blasted in fragments, tiny little pieces by Scott's quick thinking ability! Thunderbird 1 then quickly zooms back up into the sky, as the tower only falls on them as little crushed bricks. They are ok. Once clear, the fire brigade rush after to take them away.
Virgil, I'm not sure we can do this for much longer!
Virgil:
Scott, the IronSword is distracted. At least we have a chance now!
Scott:
F.A.B! Come on Doctor! Come on!
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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...
