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'Elemental-Zer0 Productions'
Presents…
A lone truck trundled down the small muddy track, its quivering headlamps jumped at every bump it rolled over. The rusty motor echoed loudly throughout the surrounding fields…
He switched the engine off and stepped out of the cab, lighting a cigarette as he did before he turned to the knighted man and nodded…
"You have them?" he asked, his gruff voice grated loudly into the dark night around them, but he had no fear of being caught in his devious plans…
"Yeh, I got ehm." The driver said with a mixed cockney yet foreign accent…
"Good, unload them, we'll take it from here."
A Mimi-Corp "Film" (Story)…
"Would you be careful with that stuff! It's highly explosive!" A battered young man agonisingly urged as another man grabbed a box roughly and dumped it on the bed of the truck…
They both looked up in horror…
The box teetered on the edge…
Then as if in slow motion, it toppled over and fell…
Starring;
The Thunderbirds
Alan looked up; The Rescue alarms were calling him to his duty. The sound of powerful engines filled the cockpit and a sense of purpose and belonging hit him head on. A small smile grew on his lips…
With Bill Paxton as Jeff Tracy
"Virgil get out of there!" he called but his son wasn't listening to him…
"No! I can't leave Alan in there! The whole buildings gonna blow!"
"That is exactly why you need to get out!"
"No! Alan!"
And Brady Corbet as Alan Tracy
He quickly dodged a falling beam and rolled into a makeshift shelter…
He looked up at the sound of voices nearby and found a soot ridden man in a white lab coat fumbling around in a storage box…
"Hey what are you doing back here?" his attention distracted. A shadowed man crept up behind him; a rough piece of wood in his hands…
"Wait a minute…This isn't a Chemist's lab…This is a drug bust…" Darkness hit him hard.
"What are you doing? We can't take him with us!" The sooty man cried.
"Will you open your eyes? He's seen too much, he's seen our faces! We can't leave him here to confirm who we are later…"
"So why not kill him?"
"Why kill him? The Boss'll get a hefty price for his pretty head…"
When Alan Tracy is kidnapped by two drug bandits he finds himself in a bigger frying pan than he first thought…he ends up in a place where no one will listen to him and the authorities are so corrupted they may was well be the enemy…
"I'm sorry kid but that be the law 'round here…now go on! Git outta here afore I git my gun and make ya dance!" Alan quickly got the hint that he was not joking and rapidly moved on.
But he soon finds even more of a twist inside the corruptions and violence…and Alan becomes a liability that knew too much, a dangerous situation to be in…
"I say we kill the bastard…he's been giving us the stick for too long!"
"What about the hands on his land?"
"kill 'em, they'll only lead the FBI back to us so don't let a single one escape…if any one of them get outta there, we're all dead…"
A scream awoke him…a light flickered outside…he stood and crept to the door that stood ajar…he slowly opened it wider and peered out…
Now he is forced to act and save as many people as he can…while trying to out run the biased law and keeping his skin alive in a hostile environment that wants him dead…
"We can't go to anyone! We're nobodies! We have no say in this country! How are we supposed to get anyone to listen to us?" old brown eyes looked into his soul… "We're helpless…"
"Never give up hope! My Father taught me never to give up; no matter how hopeless the situation got…there is always a way out…there is always a rescuing hand to help us…"
"You have brave words boy, but these old bones will do no good. These spirits here are broken…your rescue will have to come from somewhere else…"
But he is betrayed…
"He's the one who knows…he saw everything…" Alan paled as the accusing finger pointed to him…
"Bring him to me…"
Beaten…
He wheezed harshly, his ribs had to be broken…he could see the blood pouring from his side but was helpless to stop it…
"Where's your brave words now boy?"
And he comes very close to losing everything…
"Dad! We need your help!"
"Alan! Oh thank god you're ok…
"No dad I'm not ok! They're going to kill us!"
"Who's going to kill you?"
"The Knight of Farringdon! He's crooked Dad, he's gonna kill me!"
"Calm down Alan, where are you?" he broke down in sobs, wishing for it all to end…
"I don't know…" His spirit was breaking…
But in the midst of it all, a strength he didn't know he had, gives him the hope to carry on…
"Who do you think you are boy?"
"I'm Alan Tracy! Son of Jeff Tracy! I am a somebody and you're not going to break me!"
…To fight back…
The sword came flying towards his head but he parried it quickly…his vision blurred at the sudden movement but he pressed on…unwilling to let death claim him…unwilling to yield.
"You're mine Tracy!"
"Never…"
As the Thunderbirds race to save their youngest member time quickly runs out as the ticking bomb slowly counts down to zero…
Jeff looked around frantically; he knew his son was here but where…
Before he knew it; an explosion rocked the floor and engulfed the building in a fiery blaze of heat and flames…
His worst fears came back to haunt him…
"Alan!"
Elemental-Zer0 gives to you;
'The Spirit of the Slaves'
(Coming soon to a Fan Fiction website near you!)
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Disclaimer: This is a Fanfiction story ofthe Thunderbirdsand is in no way affiliated with the production of the movie. All Charactors and other material related to the Thunderbirds used are not intended to infringe on any Copyrights owned by Universal Pictures and Carlton International Media Ltd.
All Actorsmentioned are in no way involved in this Fiction for any reason,I take sole responsibility for any mistakes or offense that may be taken but truly not meant.
But this story plot and all my OC'sare Copyright © 2006 to me...