Hello there ! To celebrate the end of the show (don't get me wrong, I am VERY sad) I've decided to post some one shots I wrote a loooong looong time ago. The idea was to take the moment when everything could have gone wrong in each episode and... well make it go VERY wrong. If you're sensitive, or have any triggers that I cannot tag here, please, stay safe and maybe don't read.

Also, I only wrote something for the first six episodes so... If I get motivated enough, I might write some more, but I can't make any promises ^^

Also, english is not my first langage, so please be nice if you see any mistakes, but point them out to me so I can correct them. I'll be posting once a week =D

Otherwise, please enjoy and don't forget to review ! That will be my only paycheck !

Episode 1: Ring of Fire, part 1:

Gordon's POV :

"Ok, folks, I'm almost there."

Now that I got that weird device which, I'm almost certain, is causing those sea quakes, I can finally focus on what I really came here for in the first place. The rescue. I know I shouldn't have ooze away like that, but… for a second… For a second I thought I had found my dad. I know I should have focus on the rescue, and then go back and check the device, but I couldn't… I just couldn't.

Anyway, now I have that thing, and I'm back into business! Lab's crew, get ready to be rescued.

"Good news, Thunderbird Four." Virgil says through the radio, and I can hear the reassurance he's not telling in his words. He knows how I feel. Hell, they all know. My dad is their dad after all. John and Scott stay silent but even then, it comforts me.

There it is. I can see the lab, the nose of which is seriously pointing down. I'm late. I will have to make it quick.

"Make it quick." Virgil says as if he could read my mind. "I'm not sure how much longer we can hold on."

Don't worry big bro. I'm one of the fastest swimmer on hearth, remember?

"International Rescue!" Comes the lab's director's voice. "The control room is flooding! Just get us out of here!"

The panic is clear in the way his words are striving to came out all at once. I have to save those people. I have to.

I'm approaching the lab. Half its legs have fall off. The only thing that is stopping it from going away in the abyss underneath are Thunderbird One and Two's cables. And by the way the lab is still heading down inch by inch, I can guess that Virgil and Scott are in trouble up there. Only my baby can make it under water. There is no way on hearth her two BIG big sisters could do it. It would ruin their engines.

"Leave the planet for a few hours and the whole world falls apart!"

"Hey, at least it has TV."

I can't help but grin at that, half mocking, half relieved. Just hearing my little brother et my sister's complaints feels good. Alan and Kayo are back on hearth, and safe at home. I know I'm being stupid. I know I'm being overprotective, but I can't help it. Alan sure is a Hell of an astronaut. He can even be the best, right next to John, for all I know, but I will never ever stop worrying when he and Kayo are up there, out of the atmosphere, out of the planet's gravity, way out of my reach. I can't stop worrying. It's a big brother prerogative. Even if Kayo is in fact older than me.

Ok, Gordon, focus! Those people still need help, Alan don't. What is up with you today? I come closer. Deployment of the movable arms, check; stabilization of the 'bird, check. How am I going to get the crew to the surface? Thunderbird Four is a two-passenger's 'bird only. I can't take them all with me. I will have to use the dry tubes.

"All right, here's the plan." I call into my radio. "I'm cutting my way in from underneath, I'll evacuate the crew in dry tubes. Thunderbird Five, have the crew prepared for immediate evacuation. Everyone cool?"

John silence has always meant "yes", and Virgil and Scott don't complain. That makes me smile. I like it when nobody contests my plans. It means that even Mister Bossy and Mister I-always-have-something-to-say above water know that down there, I make the rules. Down there, there is no big or little brother, only me. I'm the Godfather of the oceans.

"Ok, then." I say, unable to hide the satisfaction in my voice. "Here we go."

It takes me less than a minute to laser a way in. Now, shall the exciting part begin. Even though I love my 'bird, I rather be directly into the water. I don't have a flying 'bird, it is true. And if I had to fly one of those all by myself, I'm not sure I could do it without entirely destroying it on the way. But it doesn't matter. Because when I'm diving, I'm flying anyway. Without wings, without engines, and without metal. I'm totally free! Except for the air bottles, ok. But those don't count.

"Ok, I'm inside." I say, heading for the entirely over flooded stairs. "Making my way to the crew compartment."

One, two, three knocks and they open the door. Woah… It's crowded in here! There are only three crewmen, but there is a whole bunch of stuff floating everywhere. And the erratic movements of the lab are not helping.

"I'm inside the control room." I call while trying to calm down the crew's panic. "All hands accounting for. I'll take them out, one at the time."

"Good news, Thunderbird Four." Virgil answers, a little stress escaping from his tone. "But hurry. We're hanging on by a thread here."

I can feel the lab going down and down. Thunderbirds One and Two mustn't have much room left to fly. The scientists' director pushes a young lady into my arms. He wants me to help her first. Very well. I lead her down the stairs and through the door. For god's sake, does she even know how to swim?! I know I'm a good swimmer but why does everybody else have to be bad ones?!

Eventually, I get her aboard my 'bird and put her into a dry tube. I don't have much more time.

"You're gonna be ok." I tell her when she looks at me worryingly. I can't afford to reassure her further, so I close the tube and send it to the surface. "First dry tube is away."

Oh, crud… The lab is already half above the abyss. It's a matter of second now. I don't lose time saying anything to my brothers and go get another crew member right away. My heart is racing. The cables won't stand a lot longer.

"One more to go." I say when the second dry tube is ejected. "I'm going back in."

Yeah, right, easy to say, much more difficult to do. Everything is moving! How am I supposed to swim faster if heavy metal things I can't even give a name to are trying to kill me every second?

"The lab is shifting." I tell my brothers when I reach the control room for the third time. "It's gonna flip any second!"

Honestly, I would have prefered that. Because I'm only able to share a look with the director, when a huge, heavy metal thing (of course!) pounds me against the wall. You know how you used to think that stuff get a lot lighter when you put it underwater? Yes? Well heavy metal things do not do that. They stay heavy. And they crush you.

That thing crushes me. The shock makes my lungs empty, and I just have the time to realize it is water that I am now breathing, before I start drowning. My air bottles have exploded!

OoOoO

Scott was having troubles with stabilizing his 'bird. The lab was falling, and whatever Gordon was doing down there was taking too long.

"The lab's too heavy. It's pulling us both under!" He called to make his brother hurry.

Nobody answered. First, Scott felt irritation. Then, after more than ten very long and very silent seconds, worry started to kick in. What the Hell was Gordon doing?!

"Thunderbird Four, can you read me?" Virgil asked, way more scared than anything else.

Nobody answered.

"Gordon, do you read me?" He repeated.

Nobody answered.

"Gordon!"

And then…

The cables of Thunderbird Two broke. The lab fell even further and Thunderbird One came way too close from the ocean. Scott had no choice. If he kept holding on, he would go underwater. So he let it go. Without seeing it, the two brothers could tell, voices inaudible, and words unspeakable, that the lab had fall all the way into the abyss, along with the last scientist, Thunderbird Four, and Gordon.

"I'm not picking up any sign of life." John's voice came through the radio, low and broken. "The lab has exploded, Thunderbird Four as well… There are no survivors."

Somewhere in the distance, coming from home, they could hear quiet sobs. Alan was crying, fear and despair drowning him, like water had just drown their fallen brother.

Here you go ! Thank you for taking the time to read, and don't forget to review please, I NEED it xD