I'm terribly, terribly sorry! I forgot to add that I do not own the Thunderbirds, I'm only borrowing them. I do own all the mad scientists and 49-4. Again, terribly sorry about that!
Date: 2022
Location: Secret Facility, Adirondacks
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John surveyed his new accommodations with supreme distaste, wondering if anything in this forsaken place was any color besides white. The walls, the bed, the bedding, the bathroom fixtures, even the screws holding things together were white. It was enough to give you nightmares.
Sighing, John picked up the heather grey sweats stacked at the foot of the bed and moved into the bathroom. He had thought that his family would have come and rescued them by now, even given the lapse in time between being taken and when they were supposed to have met Scott.
Sighing in frustration, he realized abjectly that the men had either destroyed their watches or there was something blocking the signal. He had no way of knowing if they were underground or in some kind of new military type installation. And thanks to the blindfold trick, he also had no way of finding Virgil easily if he did manage to get out of this white nightmare of a room.
Muttering under his breath John stripped his clothes off, hissing as his bare feet touched the icy floor. He quickly put on the sweats and a pair of matching socks he found tucked into the middle of the stack. Folding his own clothes neatly and placing his wallet on top, he sat down on the bed to wait for whatever was to happen.
While he waited, he pulled the photograph of his family from his wallet. Brushing his fingers over Virgil's face he sighed deeply before tucking the photo into the waistband of the sweat pants. John wasn't concerned that his captors would find the picture, indeed they seemed to know everything about the whole Tracy family. No, he wanted to have something to jog his memory in case they did anything to him. He had to remember who he was, that Virgil was here too, and who his family was.
As his thoughts ran along this course, he began to smile. These idiots did not know one thing about his family, the one thing that was going to be their end. His family was International Rescue, he and his brothers were Thunderbirds and there was no place on earth they could be that his family wouldn't find them. And when that happened, John Glen Tracy would take great pleasure in witnessing their captor's total destruction. No one hurt one of his brothers and walked away unscathed.