The Hidden Surprise

Hay guys, Whit here. Just so you know this is by first book and fan fic!

I am definitely not a writer but then again here i am. Feel free to leave comments, but take it easy on me. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Thunderbird's. This plot is mine but i do not own it.

NOTE: I will try to update every week for this story. :)

Chapter: 1 Bacon

"Alan…. Alan, Alan, Wake up!" Alan could hear his brother but didn't want to leave his nice little dream world. "Gordon leave me alone.." "Alan grumbled. "Come on grumpy pants, you might want to get down stairs" Gordon replied. " Why would i want to do that?" Alan grumbled. "Bacon" was all his older brother said then fled the room. "Bacon!" Alan exclaimed to himself. Why didn't he just say so!

"Morning Alan." His father said. " Morning dad". Alan stated. Chatter at the table that morning was about International Rescue. ( IR.) Alan loved IR, but sometimes he just wanted to talk about something else for a change. All IR made Alan think about was the Hood. His head began to hurt after a while. It was almost if he could see, hear, and feel the Hood. " Sprout, hay, Sprout!" Quickly Alan snapped out of his state and looked at his oldest brother Scott.

" What is it Scott?" Alan questioned. " Didn't you hear me?" "I said that we all should go for a run on the beach." Scott replied. "Want'a come?" "Oh, sure, i will go get my clothes on." Alan then replied. Alan got up and left the table to go get dressed. Latter in his room his head really started to hurt. "That's weird, i don't usually get this bad of a headache." Shrugging it off Alan made his way to the beach, (after some Tylenol.) "Decided to finally show up sprout?" his brothers teased. As he and his brothers ran he felt tired and winded at the end. Noticing Alan was breathing harder than usual Virile frowned in concern. His brother was usual up for another few miles when his brothers were in and done for. " Hey Alan you doing alright?" Called the second oldest Tracy. "I'm fine Virg!" Alan snapped. At the end of the run Alan went to his room and lay on his bed utterly exhausted. He didn't usually feel this exhausted after a run. He decided that he would just read a book instead of joining his family outdoors. Moments later he fell fast asleep.

Scott hadn't seen Alan since that morning, but that was fine with him… It gave him a chance to come up with a payback for the paint in his shampoo. He quietly opened Alan's door only to find him asleep. Scott frowned slightly worried. Alan usually would be full of energy. It must have just been the run he told himself. Chuckling quietly he decided to go use his prank on Gordon. Alan woke later to a splitting headache. The medicine had not helped in the least, if anything it made it worse. Slowly his mind started to wonder to past events. "Alan you surprised me!" "But I will still have to kill you, and your family." The Hood whispered quietly to Alan. " don't you dare ever lay a hair on my family!" Alan just spat at him.

A knock on the door snapped Alan out of his horrid memories. "Alli is time for dinner." John called. "I'm a coming!" Alan yelled, quickly getting up from the bed to go downstairs. A wave of dizziness suddenly washed over him, causing him to take massive breathes to calm himself. His head hurt so bad that he couldn't help but squeeze his eyes closed as he headed downstairs.

"Everything is SOOOO loud!" He thought to himself. Quickly he made his way to the table and sat down. " Hey sprout, how was your day?" John asked. "Fine." Alan stated. Man talking hurt way to much much. John looked up surprised, Alan usually didn't snap. Even more he usually told all about his day, down to the video games he played. Alan tried his best to eat but he had no appetite, he also tried to act like his normal self but it was hard with so much noise. Finally giving up he asked to be excused from dinner. His father looked up in surprise and concern but nodded anyway. As Alan left the table his strange behavior was just passed off as a long day, and teenage emotions and was soon forgotten. In his room Alan sank onto his bed as dizziness swarmed over him. Trying to get it to stop he stood up to go to the medicine cabinet. But instead back fell onto the bed trying to hold onto what little dinner he had. He fell into a restless sleep with a splitting headache and feeling mildly nauseated.