Story has been read through and reworked at places and some grammar (that I could detect myself) has been corrected please tell me if you see something more, something big.
Chapter 2
Brains just stared in fear when he came out on the other side of the portal. They where in San Francisco… or what was left of it.
"Scott", he called worriedly. "G-guys are you here?"
"Brains", he heard and looked around. He saw the four Tracy-boys sitting on the ground. "We are here… wherever here is."
"I g-guess we are in S-san Francisco."
"We guessed as much", Virgil said and rose. "What do you think happened here Brains?"
"My guess… I d-don't know."
"Maybe John knows", Gordon said and looked at the others.
"Yes maybe", Scott said. "I'm trying to call. Scott to Thunderbird-" He was interrupted when they heard a horrified scream behind a hill.
"What was that", Scott asked. They all sneaked over to the edge and looked down.
"Move it you little shit", they saw a man dragging out a little girl. "Move or I'll drag you out in your hair!"
"No please sir", a woman, obviously the mother of the child cried. "I promise I'll take care of her and the others. Please don't-"
"You know the rules ma'am", another man said. He stood and pointed his gun at three other children and soon the girl stood by their side. "It is forbidden to be blonde and blue-eyed."
"What", Scott whispered. "That's ridiculous."
"On my command", the leader of the military group said. "On… two… th-"
He never finished, when Scott and the others realised what the soldiers were about to do they drew their own guns and shot the soldiers' weapons out of their hands.
"Freeze", Scott yelled. "Hands where we can see them!"
He and the others ran down the hill to the puzzled soldiers.
"What the hell is going on here", Virgil yelled.
"Sir is that you, how did you get here", a soldier asked.
"What", Virgil was confused.
"Sir", a woman in the group called and ran forward to Alan. "Hide your hair sir; we don't want this to be public!"
Alan frowned as the woman gave him a cap, Alan took it and put it on his head. He was not sure it was the right thing to do but he saw Scott's look. It almost said: Play along Alan.
"Thank you soldier", Alan said calmly.
"Now tell us what is going on here", Gordon commanded.
"We are just follow the Mastermind's orders", the captain of the group said. "All people who are blonde and blue-eyed must be executed."
"What", five voiced asked in horror.
"It's the law sirs", the captain continued confused. "If you are blonde you have to dye your hair and if your have blue eyes as well… then if you dye your hair you are allowed to live. But these four children do not follow the law. So they are being executed."
"Whose order is this", Scott asked darkly.
"The Mastermind's", the captain said.
"A-and who is t-that?" Brains asked.
"My master", all soldiers said and straightened up even more.
"Me", Brains asked confused.
"Yes my master", the captain said and saluted him. "No we are going to continue. Soldiers on my mark one… two-"
"No not my children please", the woman screamed fromwhere she was struggling against the grips of two soldiers. And Scott and the others were too shocked to do anything.
"Three… fire!"
A sudden explosion at the captain's feet caught all of them off guard. Then there was another explosion and Scott and his brothers took the opportunity to take the soldier's weapons. When Scott looked up at the sky he saw some kind of plane diving at them and fire again. It was small, a one-man plane and it was almost flat. Scott saw the pilot and frowned. The man was wearing a helmet of some kind; it masked his whole face, except for the area around the mouth and the chin. The helmet had some red glass in a line over it at the part of the face were they eyes would have been. He made the thumbs up to Scott before he disappeared and suddenly there were gunshots and all soldiers fell dead to the ground.
When the smoke disappeared Scott saw a bunch of armed men coming their way. They all pointed their guns at Scott and the others.
"Move "Mastermind" and you are all dead", a man growled.
"International Rescue", the woman said and ran up to the man. "Thank you for saving my children."
"Are these International Rescue", Alan whispered to Virgil who just frowned.
"It is what we do ma'am. Spider, take the woman and the children to safety."
"Yes sir", the man called Spider said and moved away.
"Now what do we have here", the man who gave the orders continued. "What do you think my friends? Shall we kill these devils now or wait? I think we kill them. So on my mark." The last he sneered mocking the dead officer from before by mimicking his words. "One..." the new soldiers readied themselves. "Two..." Scott felt ice in his veins. "Thr-"
"No!" someone yelled and there were upset mumbles and then the pilot from before worked his way forward.
"These men are not the ones you think they are Thomson", he said and there was more whispers and mumbles among IR.
"What are you talking about Optical", Thomson said. "Of course it's them!"
"No Thomson they don't act like 'Mastermind' and 'the court'."
"What do you mean", a woman said and lowered her gun.
"Raise that thing again Misha! God damn it", Thomson yelled and Misha followed ordereds.
"Thomson they are not the ones they look like", Optical continued. "They tried to save the children and they were really upset about the law."
"That doesn't prove anything!"
"Well then let's take them to the base and examine their memories there!"
"No", all of his friends yelled and Optical raised his hands.
"Look we can't stay here", he said calmly. "These soldiers were connected to their base. When the base finds out they are not answering they are coming out here. Let's go Thomson!"
Thomson first looked at Optical then he let his gaze wander to Scott and the others and then back again.
"Okay Optical, take the court in your plane we taker care of Mastermind. Meet us at the south gate."
"That's more like it TT", Optical said and started to walk. "Are you guys coming?"
Scott and the others walked slowly after Optical, Brains said he could stay and that they shouldn't worry.
"I recognize that guy's voice Virg", Gordon whispered. "It sounds familiar but in the same way it doesn't."
"You are right I feel the same way. I wonder what happened here."
"You don't know do you", Optical said sounding almost sad. "Are you even from this world?"
"Why do you ask?" Scott said.
"Because Kyrano told us that there are more worlds than one."
"Kyrano? you know him", Alan asked in shock.
"Yes and take of that ridiculous cap Alan, with us there is no risk for you being executed because of your hair colour." Alan took the cap of and threw it away.
"This place gives me the creeps", he mumbled to Scott.
"Me to kiddo but we must stay put until we find a way home."
"Here she is my little beauty", Optical said and they stopped in front of the small plane. "Gentlemen I present to you... Thunderbird One!"
"What", Scott asked and raised his eyebrows. "Thunderbird One does not look like that!"
"It didn't until ten years ago, now this is Thunderbird One", Optical stated matter-of-factly.
"How are we all going to fit in that thing", Gordon asked in doubt.
"You four will lay in the wings, they are hollow. Two on one side and two on the other side. Strap yourselves in gentlemen and no backseat driving."
Scott started to love the plane, there was some kind of small glass windows in the wings so they could watch what happened beneath them. But Scott focused on the smooth moving of the plane.
"Gordon", he said. "I hate to admit it but this baby competes with my One."
"Really, well maybe Brains can design it for us too."
"Brains as you call him has nothing to do with this plane", Optical said sounding bitter. "It is all another's creation."
"Whose", Virgil asked. "Aren't Brains your engineer?"
"No he has not been for ten years. No more questions until we checked you memories. Ah we are here."
"Here where", Alan asked and looked through the window. "We are out over the sea."
"Thunderbird One to base." Optical said and there was a beep when the hidden microphone picked up his voice.
"Base to Thunderbird One we hear you Optical", was base's answer.
"Asking for permission to land."
"Permission granted welcome back Optical."
"Thank you base, any word from Thomson?"
"He is back already an armed escort will wait for you."
"Thank you base, Thunderbird One out."
Optical made a smooth turn and they saw that he was steering towards a cliff and they saw how it opened to let them in.
"Well gentlemen", Optical said when he had landed and the plane had come to a stop. "Welcome to International Rescues' headquarters."
TBC Oh and this is one of my very first fanfics so it's a bit odd... and a bit bad.
