The way it was,
Or the way it is.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the thunderbirds, sadly they belong to others.
Summary: The Hood captures one of the boys and begins draining him in a way the other boys could never imagine. While in the Hood's hands he visits a different world, it's so nice, he may not want to return to his real family.
Chapter one
The capture
Twenty year old Virgil Tracy was flying his giant green thunderbird, thunderbird two. His older brother John was on Thunderbird five and had gotten a frantic call for help from an old warehouse in the northern part of Australia. Jeff had asked Virgil to let at least Gordon go with him, but he had said that he would be fine alone.
Virgil landed on the outside of the warehouse as he followed John's directions. There were no flames that he could see, where was the fire? Virgil grabbed his emergency pack and shouldered it. He held his helmet firmly in his hand, and walked towards the door of the warehouse.
As he entered, he knew he had made a terrible mistake by coming alone. The doors slammed shut, and suddenly there was someone standing in front of him.
"Oh, Virgil Tracy, we meet again," the Hood's voice boomed out.
Virgil turned around to run back to thunderbird two, but came face to face with the Hood's hit man. Virgil felt it as the arms gripped him. He fought the best he could but he was too small compared to the man over powering him, he felt the prick as a needle was jammed into his neck, he felt the ropes as they were rapped around his wrists. He felt himself dangling, his full weight was being held by his wrists. Then something happened…
Suddenly Virgil was standing in the middle of a street in front of a two story house. Virgil blinked, he knew this house. He hadn't seen it in ten years, not since his mother had been killed in an accident.
Slowly Virgil went towards the house, he opened the gate on the white picket fence, the gate squeaked on its hinges as it always had when Virgil was a child. His mother had always been on his father to oil it.
Virgil's feet began to pick up speed as he got closer to the door. He reached the door, the door he had opened every day when he came home from school. The same wooden door faded with weather met him, full of memories. It scared him, what was going on? Though some how he made himself reach out towards the door.
Virgil brought up his hand and slowly knocked.
At first nothing happened and Virgil thought about knocking again when the porch light came on. Virgil straightened a little when the door began to open.
The door opened all the way to reveal a tired looking Jeff Tracy.
"Virgil, what are you doing here son?" Jeff asked looking at Virgil with a worried look.
"Well I-," Virgil began but stopped when he saw who stood behind Jeff, "Mom?"
Lucy Tracy looked at her son with a worried look, "Virgil shouldn't you be at school, is everything alright baby?"
"Mom," Virgil said again as he stepped past Jeff and hugged Lucy with all his might.
"Sweetheart, what's the matter?" Lucy asked rubbing the back of Virgil's hair.
"Nothing mom, nothing," Virgil said into her hair. Though he knew that he had to find out what happened, what had the Hood done to him this time. Though at the moment he didn't care, he was just content to be held by his mother.
T.B.C.
