Authors notes: This idea came to me while sitting inside a movie theater while watching Day after Tomorrow. I wondered what would happen if International Rescue were caught with the ordeal of saving mankind. Will follow the characters from the movie. Disclaimer- I do not own Day after Tomorrow, nor Thunderbirds that responsibility goes to some other person. Good luck to them.
Chapter 1
Day One
July 19, 2027
5:14 a.m.
"As you all know the world thrives on a delicate balance. If that balance is disrupted it can destroy the whole ecosystem as we know it. Now gentlemen of the board...my question to you is, can we act? If we don't act now, our world will be doomed." A man by the name of Dr. Gilbert Lowe looked down at everyone seated in the Grand Council room. A man from Germany pushed a button on his table. A red light blinked on his right. Everyone turned to face him as he began to speak. As he spoke, a man near a door began to speak,
"I don't understand Dr. Lowe, I thought...we were supposed to come here and talk about why we were having such harsh temperatures in the East in the summer of all things." Dr. Lowe pushed his wire-framed glasses back up on his nose,
"Yes sir, I believe my speech at the U.N. Summons last year said most of it. The water has raised an equal of 15 feet in the last six months. The gulf region is getting too much fresh water causing the salt acidity levels to drop making Earth's magnetic pulls harder to see. If that happens the clouds will freeze more rapidly as the water evaporates...it will cause snow. Ladies and Gentlemen, if this happens, we can very well see the next Ice Age." Everyone began to speak at once as Dr. Lowe looked around the room. A man from the USA pushed his button and the red light flashed again,
"So you're saying this may cause a second Ice Age...when?" Dr. Lowe shrugged and said,
"Perhaps not now."
"Dr. Lowe, if it's not happening now..." said the man again. Every one looked up as the doctor spoke again,
"Mr. Vice President, this is our children or grandchildren's future we're talking about sir. If we do nothing we can assure their doom."
Jeff Tracy, is the owner and founder of Tracy Inc; and the famous International Rescue. He is also a single parent to five young men.
John, his middle child was up in Thunderbird 5 for his monthly tour of duty. Alan, Jeff's youngest would take his turn on the course of the next month.
Virgil was his second to the eldest son. He was sitting at the piano in the next room. He could see him through the see-through wall that connected the lounge to the study. His sweet melody was filling most of the villa.
Scott, his eldest stood out on the balcony. He would one day make him proud by taking over not only the family business of Tracy Inc, he would also take over as leader and commander of International Rescue. Being the eldest, he has taken on more responsibility on his shoulders then he himself at age 24.
Out in the observatory, Gordon watched his older brother flying forward on Earth's orbital wave. He loved the stars half as much as his older brother John did.
Then there were his employees, the Kyranos. Jeff had befriended Kyrano in the Army. They had survived through the quest to the moon, and colonizing it. After Jeff saved his life, Kyrano had decided to become his manservant in exchange for his only daughter's admittance into college. Kyrano's wife, Onaha, was always in the kitchen cooking up something with her husband's help. Their daughter Tin-tin, always the curious one stuck around the lab.
Jeff's Engineer, Professor Hiram "Brains" K. Hackenbacker, was the designer of each and every one of International Rescue's gadgets and vehicles. Brains had a wife but she had died giving birth to their only son Fermat Hackenbacker. Brains belated wife died giving birth to their only son Fermat Hackenbacker.
Fermat was named after a famous Mathematician from the 1800s. Fermat had quickly attached himself to Jeff's youngest son, Alan, because they were closer in age. He was 12 while Alan was 14 even though they are in the same class mainly because Fermat had inherited his father's genius nature. Also his fathers fashion sense, hardly ever matches his clothing, and that stutter.
Jeff himself went through a tragedy of his own. His wife had died a few years back...ski boar accedent they had called it. He had told his wife while she died in his arms that he would take care of the kids...always. His promise was put to the test when his manservant's half brother came to try and steal International Rescue's vehicles. Alan, Fermat and Tin-tin proved themselves to be apt agents then.
At the right of Jeff's desk, a beacon began to flash, and beep. He quickly walked over to his desk and pushed a button. A large handprint came out from under his desk. He pressed his hand into it and it flashed over his palm with a red light. A female voice echoed in the room repeating, 'Command and Central' over and over again until everything in the room turned into the secret HQ of International Rescue.
John's ashen face looked at his father through the newly fixed plasma screen in front of him,
"Father...we have a problem." "Father...we have a problem."