The IronSword stands tall at the building, watching Thunderbird 1 speeding to make direct contact as he prepares to fire out as he holds his staff out directly at the Thunderbird. We hear its power beginning to roar, and its energy wave beginning to spark, ready to throw out its devastating power on Thunderbird 1! The Doctor quickly grabs out the sonic!
Doctor:
Scott, look out!
Scott then dives out of the wave as the Doctor activates the sonic screwdriver, buzzing at the IronSword. The Leader screams in agonizing torture, encouraging him further to fire out the energy beams to Thunderbird 1, narrowly dodging the incoming firing, hitting the magnetic field around the craft.
IronSword:
DIE DOCTOR! DIE!
The Doctor picks out the radio again to Scott.
Doctor:
Scott, you should be fine! As long as you have the magnetic field around Thunderbird 1, he can't touch you!
Scott:
Yeah. Good. Like the effects though.
Doctor:
Well, maybe you should get a closer look.
Scott:
Must be because you said this guy can be harmed by basic science. Including magnetic fields, and simple bullets.
Doctor:
No Scott! That's not the answer! We use him with the Particle Holder. When I can get down there and find it.
Scott:
Sure Doctor! But if you're in a situation then I'll have to use it for your own defence. As long as Thunderbird 1 is in the magnetic field you said.
ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! The IronSword keeps throwing energy bolts at Thunderbird 1 endlessly, still having no effect.
IronSword:
HOW HARD IS IT TO DESTROY THAT INFERNAL CONTRAPTION! TO THE DOCTOR AND THUNDERBIRD 1! GIVE YOURSELF UP IMMEDIATELY OR I SHALL HAVE THE NEXT CITY BE MASSACRED!
Doctor:
Alright Scott, you know what to do!
Scott:
F.A.B!
Thunderbird 1 rockets to the IronSword, continually firing at them still! ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! ZAM! It explodes around the field safely for the Doctor and Scott like ripples. As Thunderbird 1 zooms through, Scott frowns charging directly for the IronSword, in a desperate gamble...
Doctor:
Brave heart Doctor!
Thunderbird 1 blasts directly past in front of the IronSword. The craft spins around the other side. For a split second, Scott clicks the button to stop the magnetic field and release the Doctor, as he drops down from the craft! He falls from Thunderbird 1! He falls! The Doctor does his best to land on both his two feet. Thunderbird 1 spins around and rockets back up to the sky, activating the magnetic field around himself again as the IronSword tries to fire at the craft, missing or hitting the magnetic field! Thunderbird 1 whizzes around in a perimeter, with Scott releasing out the missile canon at the front of his craft. On the ground, the Doctor recovers from the fall, standing back up and clicking both legs.
Doctor:
Dah! Made it!
Scott:
To the Doctor from Thunderbird 1, I'll try and keep him busy from up here! Keep in constant R/T contact!
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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...
