Alan's Talent

Summary: Alan's always had a talent, something that belongs to just him like his brothers had theirs. He gave it up, but when his family finds it out seven years later what happens?

A/N: Hey everyone I'm back, I hope everyone liked chapter 2. We need more family stories out there. Please write some I like to read them, I can recommend all of Little Miss Bump's stories and Narutosfangirl's story 'The Soccor MisMatch.' Both authors are brillient and their stories are my favorite. At the end of the chapter I have a few challenges if anyones interested which I hope you all are.

Chapter 3: Play My Sick Game

Alan was in the car not even an hour after they all had gotten up. He was forced to shower quickly and rush his breakfast. He didn't even have a chance to say goodbye properly to his family and friends before Jeff ushered him into Tracy one with his bags he had left in the main hall of the house yesterday. The ride was a quiet one all the way there unlike yesterday when all they did was scream at each other on the way to the island. Alan was looking everywhere except his father and Jeff was concentrating on piloting the air craft.

It took two hours and forty-five minutes to get there and it was now landing time as they drew nearer to their destination zone. Alan swallowed the lump that had risen in his throat hoping his father would change his mind or say something like April Fools just to teach him a lesson, but it never came. His father was really going to leave him, abandon him here till he was 18 years of age. Alan could have cried right then and there while his father did the post flight checks and told him to grab his stuff.

A man in camoflage came to meet them at the gate and shook hands with Jeff while looking Alan over. Unknowingly Alan had stood up straighter and kept his hands to his sides and just looked forward.

" Me and you will get along nicely I see." Was all the man said to Alan as he turned and started walking away. Alan moved to follow him as Jeff called to him. Alan turned and looked to the ground refusing to look his father in the eyes and said,

" Tell everyone I love and will miss them, and tell this to Virgil for me, say to him, 'Tell me why." With that said Alan turned and followed the path where the man had gone leaving his father standing there. Both with tears in their eyes as they went their separate ways. Jeff got back into Tracy one and flew home.

--Space--

Once Jeff got back to the island he broke down right in the runway. He never noticed the time passing into the next hour or the next after that. He never noticed his sons helping him into their home or into his bedroom. All he could do was think about his youngest who he had just sent away, who wouldn't even look at him in the end. He didn't even noticed he was laying down on his bed facing the door with his sons watching him. All he did was let the tears fall from his eyes. He should have listened to Scott when his oldest son told him he was doing the wrong thing, but he just wouldn't listen. He was stubborn that way.

--Space--

Three weeks turned into six months very quickly, thats how long Alan had been in the academy of hell as everyone else called it. Alan thought it was just another school with a strict uniform and the same rules to apply. He was used to it, you still had to stand up when you spoke and pay attention if you didn't want to get in trouble. Just like the other schools that his father had sent him too.

Alan was different now, he was not the same happy go lucky boy anymore. He left that boy on the island the day his father had left him here. He had longer hair which curled into tight ringlets down to his shoulders even though the school didn't approve, but he didn't care. His cerulean blue eyes only showed sadness now-a-days because he had lost most of the hope that his father or his family would come back for him. His family... Alan missed his brothers and his father very much, even though he was the one to send him away. Alan knew his father was right to a certain extent when his father said he didn't know what to do with him, because Scott and John were always the ones to take care of him when he did something wrong. All Jeff did was scream at him, but he still loved his father. He loved him to death and would be happy even just to see him again. Cause all the hope that Alan had left was leaving him fast, but he was still hoping someone would come for him, but knowing his father has left him here for a reason in this place for who knows how long scared him. That was...

" Hey Tracy lets go. Drills start in fifteen and we still have to deliver something to the Lt. Commander remember. Move it!" One of Alan's bunkmates said quickly running out the door. Alan pulled himself off of his assigned bed and stood up to put his shoes on when it all went black.

--Space--

Ring Ring Ring Ring!!

John ran ahead to answer the phone as they all stepped into the main part of the house coming from the silos after a rescue in Libia. His brothers and father trailing behind a bit John picked up the phone.

" Hello?"

" Hello this is Commander Helasis Laead from Sinclair Military Academy is it possible to speak with Mr. Jeff Tracy immediatly. "

" Just give me a moment. Dad, a Commander Laead from Sinclair for you." John stated as Jeff sighed and took the phone from his second born. The others waited around to listen to about what this man could have said about his brother. It had been six months since any of them had spoken to their baby brother.

" Hello..." Jeff started, but was quickly cut off.

" Hello Mr.Tracy, I have some very bad news. I need to speak to in person if I may, it is about your son Alan." The Commander stated firmly as Jeff caught sight of his sons and replied,

" Of course, may I just ask what this is about first?" Jeff questioned.

" Alan is missing. The only reason we know that is because of a recorded message that requested we get a hold of you and that you have just only three hours. How long will it take you to get here?"

" Half an hour!" Jeff replied quickly hanging up the phone about to leave when he pushed though his sons quickly to get back to Thunderbird one, his sons running after him.

" Dad whats going on? What happened?" Scott bellowed for them all. Once they reached Thunderbird one in record speed was when Jeff told them.

" Alan's missing."

" You don't think he'd runaway do you?" Virgil asked settling down besides Gordon and John besides Scott.

" No, I don't. They said someone left a message to contact me and that I have only three hours. They don't even know anything else I'm guessing. " Jeff replied as they fired Thunderbird one up and were on their way to Sinclair. Scott pushed his craft as fast at it could go and they made it to an abandoned field about fifteen minutes walking distance from Sinclair. They all changed into civilian clothing and began their journey.

--Space--

Upon arriving at the gates of Sinclair they had the mander himself waiting for them.

" mander Laead." Jeff stated firmly watching the man nod and they soon all were led to the Commanders office. " Now what is going on?"

" After I called you we were delivered this envelope with your name on it. " The envelope was handed over and Jeff ripped it open to find a two small tapes which were to be played on the hand held on the Commanders desk. One was labeled for Jeff himself and one was labeled Copy. Gordon took the handheld into his hands and took the tape for his father and stuck it in. Then pushed play.

" Hello Jeff. I want to play a game. Over the past few years you have become a shell of your former self. Consumed by hatrid for the drunk driver that killed your wife and almost killing your youngest son. The killer to your surprise and dismay was set free after a hasty trial. But today it is you who will be put on trial. Finally get revenge on the man set free or save someone you have already betrayed. What goes down six feet, but never comes back up?" With that the tape ended and everyone didn't know what to say so Scott said it for them.

" What the hell?!" Scott cursed as Jeff gave him a pointed look, but that still didn't stop him. " What goes down six feet, but never comes back up? What the hell does that mean?"

" Scott calm down. Lets just play the other tape and hope it helps us." John replied putting a hand on his older brother shoulder and Jeff handed Gordon the next tape labeled Copy and pressed play.

--Space--

Alan gasped drawing air into his lungs as he awoken. The first thing he noticed were the cold chains around his ankles and one around his right wrist and his waist holding him in place. Alan tried to sit up only making it a few inches before feeling something touched his forehead. He lifted his left hand to grab at whatever it was when he noticed his wrist was heavy. He moved his fingers around feeling what was drawing him down only to find that whatever it was, it was metal. He reached up again and pulled at the thing dangling above his forehead when and numbers appeared in front of his eyes counting down from,

120.

What seemed to be some kind of clock Alan figured it to be, gave off a bit of light. He brought his left wrist up once more and also look at the thing he pulled down from above him. It was a tape and a tape player.

119

Alan did the only thing his muddled brain could do at the time was put the tape into the handheld and pushed play listening to the words.

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" Hello Alan... I want to play a game. The freedom in which you were given at birth was given away six months ago by someone you love and trust more than anyone in the world. But, for years now you have lived under a dark lie. Now you are having one. You might have guessed what you are in by now and you know the only way out. Now you only have less than two hours to find which way is up if you want to survive."

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Note: Oh do you just hate me now? Well it you want to know whats happening next I hope you will review. Let me tell you every review counts. Now here are you're challanges. I was going to write these myself, but I want to share my ideas and read what you can do so here are two just for you :

1. Six year old Alan is a sleepwalker. The house is not even a safe place during the day. This could only spell out trouble for the Tracy family.

2. Alan is depressed that his father only concerns himself with his youngest son when he has done something bad or blown up a school. Alan slips into this depressed state more and more and he starts hurting himself, by drinking, cutting and starving himself. Who can save him? Has to be a family fic

Love you all, hope to see these challenges in action. Tell me if you write one of them please.

-Fiona12690