Disclaimer: I don't own Thunderbirds the TV series or the Thunderbirds movie

or X-Men in anyway .

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I'm back so beware. I know I haven't finished my first story but this is just a little tale I started in the wake of seeing the movie so I hope you like it.

This story is going to be a crossover but it will take a little time to get there. I'll do my best not to keep you all in suspense for too long.

This story is set after the movie and will be a crossover with X-Men.

Hey, I bet you didn't see that one coming though I'm not quite sure if this will work! ;-)

Chapter 1 – Home Coming.

A year. It had been a year since Alan, Fermat and TinTin had found themselves all but alone on the paradise island in the south pacific and being hunted by a lunatic with a grudge and his henchmen. They had prevailed and saved countless lives by the skin of their teeth thanks to their superior knowledge of the island and some really stupid stunts masterminded by the one and only Alan Tracy.

Now it was that time of year again on Tracy Island. Spring Break! Alan and Fermat were due home from their boarding school in Massachusetts. The Tracy family were getting ready to give them a warm welcome home party as they had seen little action on the rescue front for the past two weeks and were looking forward to actually being able to celebrate the youngsters return.

Jeff Tracy had arranged for the two of them to take the bus to the nearby airstrip where, thanks to being the boss of his very own (and very big) company he had a small jet standing by to bring them home. The party was going to be a surprise one so the longer they took in getting to the island the more time the rest of the inhabitants had to get everything ready.

The whole island was buzzing with excitement. It wasn't often they had the chance to have a party so they were making the most of it by going overboard on practically everything.

The Tracy boys (minus the 'eye in the sky') were busy decorating the main house to the hilt with streamers, banners and party balloons. Unfortunately the balloons came with their own Helium tank, which meant the house was slowly filling with balloons and boisterous boys with squeaky voices.

Lady Penelope had arrived earlier that morning and was in the process of trying to restore order to the balloon blowing without much success while Parker wisely stayed out of it in favour of polishing the car, which was being temporarily housed in the Thunderbird silos.

Even Kyrano and his wife were excited as Kyrano hadn't stopped buzzing around the gardens trying to make everything look perfect and his wife hadn't stopped fussing over the dinner that she had been planning for nearly two weeks.

Instead of a full blown dinner she had eventually settled on a buffet style meal when she realized that it was unlikely that anyone would feel like having a sensible sit down dinner in the middle of a Tracy party.

Already the dining table was stacked with hamburgers, chicken, curly fries, chips, cakes, salad and fruits of different varieties and yet she was still in the process of preparing more even though the table threaten to buckle under the weight.

Luckily the drinks had been assigned to a side table, which had been moved to sit next to the dining table.

Yes, everyone was in a festive spirit. Except for one person.

TinTin had spent almost the entire day in her room only coming out for breakfast and lunch. No-one had missed her. They rarely did for which she was grateful. Although TinTin was taught at home she too was now on spring break but she didn't feel like celebrating.

TinTin sat on her bed looking out of her bedroom window at the beautiful island she had come to call home and thought of the family she had come to know as an extension of her own.

She loved them all and didn't want anything to jeopardize them or the wonderful work they did in the world so she couldn't help but wonder. 'Am I a danger to them?'

Before last year she hadn't even considered it as an issue. She hadn't even told her parents about her abilities even though she had discovered them when she was thirteen.

But now the doubts and concerns from the previous year had multiplied and now she had begun to panic about what to do.

Alan and Fermat had found out about her powers last spring break from the unfortunate incident with the scorpion but they had both agreed before going back school not to tell anyone else for TinTin's sake so she wasn't worried about that.

What she was worried about was that The Hood had not only discovered her powers by unknowingly forcing her to use them but that he had also discovered that her powers were much stronger than his own and this scared her, especially since The Hood now knew the exact location of the island.

Jeff Tracy luckily hadn't noticed her psychic intervention in the Bank Of London, only her entrance. 'Probably because he was too worried about Alan to notice, or care.' She thought quietly.

Either way the floodgates had been opened and now no matter how hard she tried she couldn't ignore her powers any longer. Whenever she bumped into someone she would hear stray thoughts that she tried to block but failed every time.

Even in sleep she found herself drifting into dreams that were not her own and that disturbed her the most. For TinTin the most private thing to a person was their inner most thoughts and feelings and whenever it happened she felt like a trespasser despite her best efforts to control it.

Because of this she hadn't even attempted to use her telekinetic abilities for fear the damage she could do.

She found herself watching every step, every touch, even her conversations because she would end up listening to peoples thoughts instead of their words. So it was of little surprise that she began to appear distant to the rest of the islands inhabitants.

So far she had managed to brush the accusation off with the cover story that she just missed Alan and Fermat but that cover would soon be blown.

'Man, I need to think of something!' TinTin thought frustrated.

'Why are you even hiding?' came the sometimes, irritating voice of reason from the back of her mind.

'Why? WHY?! Because I don't want the Tracy family to hate me for having the same powers as that……..that……..that manciac!' the irrational part of her mind screamed back.

'But you're nothing like him and Alan and Fermat don't hold your abilities against you.' Replied the sensible voice.

'But Alan and Fermat don't understand what my abilities mean! I can't even control them and they're a part of me!' she argued.

'Maybe not, but either way it makes no difference because no matter how hard you try there is nothing you can do about that!' the rational voice finished coolly and TinTin heaved a long held back sigh as she realised the voice was right.

She couldn't change what she was but she fear rejection more than anything and she felt that a bombshell this big in paradise would leave everlasting scars and change the landscape of the people in it forever.

So heaving another weary sigh TinTin hopped off her bed and made her way the closet.

"I hope it's still in here." She whispered as she opened the closet and began digging through its contents.

After a few minutes of climbing up shelves and rummaging through the mess that was now on the floor TinTin found what she'd been looking for.

She held out a very dusty and rather tatty looking black rucksack and after giving it a few good shakes to get most of the dust and spiders out she unzipped it and laid it out open on the bed.

The rucksack was her father's and had traveled all over the world with him. He had once told TinTin that the bag brought him luck so had given it his daughter hoping it would do the same for her.

'Well dad, we're about to find out.' She thought with a sad smile.

She knew that things would eventually work out this way ever since she had first discovered her abilities but had still denied it until this moment.

TBC Please review and let me know what you think. I promise to upload the next chapter as soon as possible.