You really believe that you can fight me Young Tracy? There was chuckling. Try then, Young One, try and fight it. It will only make things worse.

"Details surfaced last night about the mysterious Thunderbirds. Rumour has it that one of their own has shared information with an organisation here in America. Information on the Thunderbirds, their crew and the whereabouts of the mysterious base are said to be broadcast tomorrow night."

There are some things you can not escape Little One. I will have the Information I want. Even if I have to dig deeper within your mind to get it.

"The mysterious Thunderbirds have decided to end their isolation. Details on the whereabouts of the base where they store their incredible machines has leaked to an organisation here on earth and will be given out tomorrow night on Live Broadcast."

Save yourself the pain. Just tell me what I want to know.

The news broadcasts hadn't stopped. They were bound to end up at Tracy Island sooner or later. Jeff Tracy watched them with an edge of disbelief. One of their own. He knew better then anyone that those on Tracy Island would rather die than give out any information on International Rescue. But there was no escaping the torrent of news broadcasts flooding the Tracy Island Control room TeleVid screens.

How much more can you possibly stand? I will break you if you continue to put up a resistance. I almost have everything I need. And then I can be gone. Will you break? I've been looking forward to this….Tracy Minds are very strong. And it's a pleasure to finally wear one down. Fight all you want. There is no escaping my power.

Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward watched the broadcasts with interest. It perplexed her to learn someone within the International Rescue would relay any information. They were all family, whether by blood, or by friendship, and there was no way they would willingly betray their own. The only one she could ever see accidentally betraying anyone was reckless Alan. But he had longed to be a Thunderbird for so long and he would never betray his brothers. Ever. So where did that leave them?

I won't let you break me. I won't betray my brothers. Or my Father. You're crazy if you think you can control me.

It could have been a hoax. But Jeff couldn't take the risk. They had to stop whoever this organisation was. They couldn't risk the rumours being true. If anybody found out where International rescue hid their glorious machines there would be trouble. He and his sons had to stop this. And soon. But Jeff didn't know whether he could trust anyone anymore. And that was the worst part of this all.

I Won't. Let. You. Win.

Judas

By Arashi no Baka

Disclaimer: I dp not own Thundebirds. Never will.

Notes: I just watched the Movie and was assaulted by ideas from all sides. Alan was always my favourites TB anyway, so to have a whole movie on him…grins. Fantastic :P

Anyway's, this fic came from the idea of their identity being released. And the mayhem that would follow. Enjoy!

Alan Tracy was bored.

He didn't know how John handled being away from his family for so long. He missed everyone already and it had only been three days. Then again, John had always been the independent brother, and Lord knew John worshipped the stars almost as much as Gordon worshipped water. A smile formed on Alan's face as he thought of his brothers.

He missed them all so much and Gordon especially. Alan had always been close with his elder brother. The tricks they played on their brothers almost as legendary as the relationship itself. They'd play a trick and get caught out by Virgil, who almost always seemed to know when they were up to no good. Alan chuckled slightly as he thought of the mock-disapproving look that Virgil would give them, before spilling all to Scott. Who would give them a real disapproving look, before deciding whether to tell Jeff or not.

Alan winced. His father seemed to know before they even did anything whether they were or not. And more often than not, Scott didn't need to tell him what had gone on. And then there would be hell. Alan had resented his father at first. He had never let Alan grow up. But at the age of fourteen Alan had proved that he was more than capable of doing everything his brothers could do. With the help of Fermat and Tin-Tin of course.

Alan smiled wider at the thought of his two best-and only-friends. They were inseparable…

Well, almost always inseparable. Alan began resenting his time on Thunderbird 5 more and more. It wasn't his ship and the more time he spent in her, the more alien she became. But John needed to visit home too. He missed everyone…probably more than Alan did.

At least he didn't spend months away from Tracy Island. Alan snorted at that thought. Yeah right. He missed everyone already and he had hardly started spending as much time on Thunderbird 5 as John had. But then again, Thunderbird 5 practically belonged to John. Alan's smile was almost fond as he thought of his beloved ship. Thunderbird 3 had become very important to Alan. As much as Thunderbird 1, 2 and 4 were to his respective brothers. It was like…having a car. Fawning over it and touching it up when needed. Alan grinned and flicked his eyes back to the screen. After all, impending disasters were what he was supposed to be watching for, right?

As he lifted his head to look at the screen, pain shot through his right temple and blinded him for an instant. Covering his eyes and whimpering in Pain, Alan couldn't think or move for moments. It was as though he was completely paralysed. The pain in his head intensified, before it ended almost as soon as it had started. Shaking his heads lightly, Alan blinked to clear his eyes. Worry started to gnaw at his brain.

These headaches had been plaguing him again.

Alan noticed the comm flicking and pressed the switch, his face lighting up as he looked into familiar blue eyes. The pain he felt at being separated from his family intensified as Gordon grinned at him.

"Hey Al. How's it going."

Alan grinned and shrugged.

"Nothing much. As much fun as you can have in space when your partner in crime is grinning at you from earth"

Gordon's grin widened and he chuckled.

"Cheer up little bro. You'll be happy to know that in your absence the family are getting complacent. When you get back down we'll have the time of our lives teaching them that the Tracy's should always be on their guard."

"What you mean you've been neglecting their torture? I'm disappointed Gordo, really I am"

Alan pretended mock-anger as Gordon laughed. But some of his brother's words caught up with him.

When you get back down…Yeah. When.

Sensing his brothers melancholy mood bearing down on him, Gordon smiled again and brought Alan's attention back down to Earth. Literally.

"Hey Al. I'm kinda...not supposed to be here so I'll make it quick."

Alan frowned. What did that mean?

"Huh? Why? Where's dad?"

Gordon seemed to be contemplating something, and before Alan could ask what was happening, he shrugged lightly.

"They're down at the beach and we had to sneak in here. Dad doesn't know. Tin-Tin and Fermat are here. They want to say hi."

Any apprehension Alan felt at Gordon's remark turned to happiness as his best friends came on the Vid screen. But later, after they'd signed off and left Alan alone with his thoughts, he remembered what Gordon had said. And it didn't seem right. What was Gordon hiding from him? His father had obviously been the one to stop him telling Alan, and he didn't know why.

"I specifically told you not to talk to Alan! What did you tell him?"

"Nothing dad! I swear!"

Gordon looked at his father in disbelief. Why was Jeff freaking out at one little phone call? Besides, he wasn't lying. He hadn't told Alan anything. And neither had Fermat or Tin-Tin. He'd made sure of it.

"Besides, I don't think its fair we know what's going on and Alan doesn't! He deserves to know as much as we do! He resents being up there without us keeping him in the dark like this!"

Scott and Virgil watched the exchange from their end of the table. They'd came in to see Gordon, Fermat and Tin-Tin in the control room, no doubt having just signed off from talking to Alan. Jeff had insisted they keep everything from Alan for the time being, but Scott found himself half agreeing with both. He believed that Alan would hate not knowing what was going, and yet at the same time, he could see his father's logic behind it. Alan was reckless, and sometimes downright stupid when it came to missions. If he learned that secrets from Tracy Island had-supposedly- been spilt to an organisation in America, he'd want to fly off in his precious Thunderbird 3 and stop them. Whether he knew who they were or not. Scott snorted into his drink at that thought. Alan would scour the continent from top to bottom in his search if he had to.

Virgil knew that Alan would hate his father for this. Although only sixteen, Alan had become an integral part of International Rescue, and Virgil knew his youngest brother was satisfied that his father was at least treating him like an –almost- adult. But then…Virgil also knew what his father wasn't telling anybody else. That until they figured out who was leaking information, he wanted to keep Alan in the dark. Virgil had a vague suspicion that his father suspected Alan of the leak. But that couldn't be right? Could it?…

"What do you mean he resents Thunderbird 5?! John can't stay up there forever"

Gordon sighed loudly and looked exasperatedly at his father.

"Alan knows that! But, as much as Alan is an astronaut, his ship is Thunderbird 3, not 5. We all have a sentimental attachment to our ship dad, you know that. I have mine to Thunderbird 4 and Alan has his to Thunderbird 3. Besides he misses us the more keenly. The kids only 16 dad! Being shut up in Thunderbird 5 for months on end isn't something Alan can stand for long!"

"John manages it!"

"Alan isn't John"

Gordon's comment brought silence to the small room, as John leaned against the doorjamb.

No. He's not me. Is he?

John glanced at his fathers' face. John knew better than Virgil did, how Jeff felt about his youngest son and these rumours. Alan had an almost innate talent for shooting his mouth off, and as Fermat for evidence, Alan had a habit of almost giving away their secret on many occasions. Alan's temper was famous on Tracy Island. Almost as fierce as his fathers, Alan could throw a fit at the smallest things and it wasn't unusual for the youngest Tracy to divulge a few secrets when he threw a tantrum.

Lord knew John's secrets had escaped his brothers lips time after time. So, maybe Alan had been the one to let the secrets out. John felt guilty immediately for feeling like that. He was supposed to be Alan's brother. Surely he should be defending him. But still…there was this feeling he couldn't shake…

"I'll contact Alan in the morning, dad. I can go back up to Thunderbird 5 tomorrow evening if Alan wants to come down."

Gordon's expression was difficult to read as he listened to John's statement, but the words escaping his mouth were much easier to determine where his emotions lay.

"No. Wouldn't want that. Wouldn't want Alan spilling more secrets would we?"

Four heads turned in Gordon direction and various emotions flitted across Jeff's face not least accusation and anger.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Gordon snorted and looked at his father in disbelief. What surprised his father and brothers more was the fact that he was actually standing up to Jeff. He normally kept his mouth shut, unless of course he was with Alan, and then the two of them could be at it for hours. Alan was starting to have a bad influence on his elder brother.

"Oh come on dad! I'm not stupid! All three of you are far too easy to read! You think Alan gave away the secrets don't you?" Not even waiting for a reply, Gordon stood up quickly from his seat and his chair flew across the marble floor. "How the hell is Alan supposed to give away secrets when he's practically out of contact with everything? Have you even thought about what you're thinking? Alan is your son and brother! There's no way on earth Alan would betray this family!"

Gordon stared down his father and brothers, but John's calm reply floored him.

"Maybe not willingly…Besides, you're bound to stick up for him Gordo…you're virtually joint at the hip"

"Listen to yourself John! This is Alan! I know he's not perfect, and yeah, he shoots his mouth off faster than Thunderbird 1 can fly, but he would never do anything to jeopardise Tracy island or International Rescue! All he ever wanted was to become a Thunderbird! Why would he do anything to endanger that? I don't care what you say. Alan didn't betray us. And you can think what you like about him, but I'm not going to believe he'd do it. And I can't believe you'd think it."

With that, Gordon stormed out of the room, leaving his father and brothers to think about what he'd said.

Jeff Tracy swiped a hand across his eyes.

He couldn't help going over what Gordon had said over and over again. He knew deep in his heart that his son was right, and that they should tell Alan what was going on. But Jeff wasn't sure about anything anymore. Hell, for all he knew, any of his sons could have given out that information. If there was any information to give out. They'd have to check it out. Jeff knew that, but he also knew that if he did find out that the rumour was genuine, he'd have a crisis on his hands. If one of his sons, hell, anyone on the Island had divulged Tracy Family secrets… What was to stop them from doing it again?

He noticed the comm panel flashing to his left and hit the call button, before finding himself staring into angry blue eyes. So. Alan had finally found out about the Broadcasts.

"Dad."

Alan's voice was stern and once again he found himself confronted by his reckless wild child. Alan was the only Tracy Son who could defiantly stare down their father without cracking. Scott almost managed it, but he worshipped his father too much to disagree with him too often. And Gordon was starting to learn the trade from Alan, but his youngest blonde son was certainly the best at winning an argument with Jeff.

"Why didn't you tell me that these broadcasts were being submitted all round Earth?"

"Alan…I'm not talking to you when you're angry like this."

"How else am I supposed to be? Now you're keeping stuff from me? Just because I'm stuck on this stupid Ship, I'm suddenly not part of this family?"

"Alan! That's enough"

Jeff's shout silenced Alan, but the glare on the blonde's face was fierce. Alan's brothers were hovering just out of sight of their father and were listening to every word that was spoken.

"I need you in Thunderbird 5! John needs you there. He deserves a rest now and then! If you want to be part of International Rescue then you need to start thinking of others as well as yourself!"

"You mean like you are? By not telling me that our secrets have been exposed and that this Island will be probably swarming with people tomorrow night!"

"That's not going to happen!"

"Why? What's to stop people coming here if they know where we are? You know they will! People have been after the secrets behind the Thunderbirds for years!"

"Don't you think I know that?!"

Jeff snapped at his son and Alan shut his mouth quickly. He didn't mean to rub his father the wrong way all the time. It just happened. And he always regretted it afterward. Alan was close to his father. But not really as close as he'd like to be.

"Look Dad, I'm sorry Ok? It's just…I don't know why you didn't tell me"

Jeff hated how hurt his son sounded and wanted to console him. But what could he say? He couldn't shake the feeling that Alan was responsible somehow, and even that made Jeff feel sick. He couldn't even stand behind his son anymore without feeling that he was involved. How was he supposed to comfort Alan when he couldn't look his son in the eye?

On the vid screen Alan was watching his father carefully. He wasn't stupid. And he recognised some of the signs on his fathers' face.

"What's wrong?"

Jeff refused to look at the vid screen and Alan caught sight of his brothers hovering in the hall outside the Control; room. Catching sight of Gordon's face it all fell into place and Alan stared at his father in disbelief.

"I didn't do this dad."

His voice sounded alien even to himself, and Jeff finally lifted his head.

"I know that Alan…"

"Really? Because it doesn't seem like it. How can you possibly think I had something to do with this? I haven't left Thunderbird 5 in three day's dad! When have I had time to talk to anyone?"

Jeff shook his head and tried to console his son but the damage was done. Alan refused to acknowledge his father's apologies and explanations.

"Don't bother. Why shouldn't I be surprised that you think its me? Alan-screw-it-up Tracy must have done it. After all, nobody else is as stupid or wild, as he is right? Scott never blew up a school. Virgil never had daddy come up to school because of his behaviour. And John never stole into a Thunderbird at 14. No. Should have known it would be Alan. Always is. Right?"

Alan looked bitterly at his father for one moment longer, before slamming his finger down on the comm button and cutting the transmission. Jeff stared blankly at the screen infront of him, and dimly noted that Alan hadn't mentioning Gordon being a bad son.

And it seemed stupid to him that he should think of something like that when the Tracy family secret was about to be exposed, that he had probably just lost a son and that his whole life seemed to be falling apart infront of him.

There. I thinks that's all for Chapter one…

And I'm sorry if this story lacks movement...I'm getting there…I swear…and if any of you out there think you know what's happened…review

J/k. Really, I hope to have the next chapter up soon. For now, I hope you enjoy this one

Just a few more notes. This Fic kinda plays on some of the things in the movie, like that fact that Alan is only 14 . And later on, some of the chapters (when they feature the bad guys) will follow the things that happened at the end of the movie. Enjoy.