Umm, I don't own the Thunderbirds, Carlton does. However I do own Eileen, Matt, Chris and just about anyone else you don't recognize.

This is my first TB fic so ENJOY!


"RUN!"

Came a yell from the slope above Eileen's head "wha... AVALANCHE!" she realized. She jumped up, her feet already strapped to her snowboard, she pointed the nose downhill, and sped as quickly as possible, not bothering to carve for fear it would slow her down. "DAMN! I don't go backcountry because of avalanches, I never thought I get killed in one at a resort" She looked back and saw the rolling white cloud of the avalanche bearing down on her, just as the front edge smashed into her, lifting her up and carrying her along in the cloud. There was snow everywhere, Eileen didn't know which way was up, her eyes widened as she saw a huge block of snow headed straight for her, then she blacked-out.

Matt, seated at a picnic table near the resort, heard the low roar as the avalanche thundered down the crowded slope. "Oh my god, all those people!"

His friend Chris turned to him pale "Matt, wasn't your sister on that run?"

The color drained from Matt's face "Eileen!" he yelled and took off running towards the hill

"No Matt wait!" Chris got up and ran after his friend.

The snow on the hill was beginning to settle, the white surface glinting innocently in the sun, concealing the fifty or so people who had been on the run, the people that were now buried alive.

The Ski Patrol was already beginning to try to organize a rescue, but people were panicking and there were just too many folks that had been caught in the 'lanche. Matt ran up to them, "Aren't you going to do something for those people?" he demanded.

"Sorry bud, we don't have the equipment or the man power, we've called for help, but by the time they get here it will be to late for most of those on the hill." Said on of the patrollers

"WHAT! you're just going to leave them? My sister is up there!" Matt yelled.

Chris, who had just run up asked "Why don't you call International Rescue? They should be able to save a lot of people"

"Great idea! uhh.." the ski patroller broke off.

"I'll call" Matt said getting his cell phone out and dialing.

"International Rescue." An infuriatingly calm voice picked up.

"Listen, mister there's been an avalanche at Monarch Ski Resort in Colorado, It went straight down a major run, took out about fifty people, there is not enough man-power or equipment here, so you had better get help here now!" Matt practically screamed into the phone.

"Whoa! calm down bud, I'll get someone on the way" said the voice "just stay on the line for me uhh..."

"Matt, Matt Sullivan, hurry my little sister is up there!"

John Tracy looked up from his game of solitaire as the console blinked, and beeped, signaling an incoming call, he flipped the mike on and answered "International Rescue." The man on the other end started in on him immediately, telling him about an avalanche in Colorado. "Whoa! calm down bud, I'll get someone on the way" he replied and told the man, Matt he said his name was, to stay on the line. John then reached over and hit the switch that would call his father.

Jeff Tracy's watch beeped and he hit the button on it, his middle son's face looked at him "Go Ahead John." Jeff said.

"Father, there's been an avalanche in Colorado, at a ski resort, they need help finding survivors." John replied.

"Right." Jeff strode off to his office and put his palm on the scanner the changed it to International Rescue's Command and Control Center. His other sons came running into the office.

"What's the situation dad?" the oldest, Scott asked.

"Avalanche at a resort in Colorado." Jeff replied. "I want you out there ASAP."

"F.A.B." Scott went to his picture on the wall and rode the elevator to Thunderbird One's hanger.

"Virgil, take Gordon and Alan in Thunderbird Two, with pod 1, John is the caller still on the line? We need any information they can give us" Jeff finished as the boys headed for Thunderbird Two's hanger.

"Yes dad, I'll connect him, but he is pretty panicked, seems his sister was in the avalanche, his name is Matt." John told his father.

"F.A.B. thanks John"

"Right dad, Thunderbird Five out." John signed off.