The Tracys are called out to assist a couple of ghost hunters who get more than they bargain for whilst out searching for the weird and unknown. From my mini Fic called Hunted.

"Oh, this is going to be awesome! Start recording, Sam."

"On it Zack. And, we're recording."

"Right, follow me down and watch your footing, we don't want any accidents."

"I'm right behind you. Think we'll see anything?"

Zack lowered himself down on a harness. "Who can say? The locals avoid this area, so there must be something worth seeing here."

The two reached the bottom of the shaft and switched their camera lights on. Making sure the ropes were still secure, they unclipped themselves from the harnesses and began to walk down the tunnel. Sam turned the camera on herself, and Zack smiled as she began narrating their adventure.

"Today on hunters, we explore this abandoned mine. Locals avoid this area and we want to know why. We're looking for anything that is out of the ordinary, and Zack and I aren't leaving until we find evidence of life and the unexplained."

Zack gave her thumbs up. "Right, let's go down this way. Wow, the old rails are still intact."

"I wonder how far these tracks go on for?" Sam angled the torch down and shone the light across the rails leading into a dark passage, "let's follow them."

"You're the boss," Zack changed the camera settings to night vision and the display flickered for a moment. "That was weird."

"What was?"

"Oh, nothing. Let's keep going."

Sam felt a chill on her neck and sighed. "Don't be a jerk, Zack."

"What are you talking about?"

"Blowing down my neck. Very mature."

"Sam, I'm nowhere near you," he called.

Sam turned and saw Zack walk around the corner. "I swear something blew on my neck just now."

"There's probably a gap to the outside somewhere. Besides, we're down here for the weird and unknown. Embrace it," Zack smiled.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I guess...Look out!" She pulled Zack backwards as an old cart hurtled towards them almost knocking them over. It collided with two support beams and the ceiling came down in front of them. They coughed as the dust cleared, and Sam turned to her brother. "You okay, Zack?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks for the save."

"We're trapped, and no one knows where we are."

Zack wrapped his arm around her. "I'm going to try and send a GPS signal on the emergency frequency, there's always someone out there."

On the other side of the world, piano music swelled out of an open lounge tucked into a cliff house. Virgil Tracy was sitting at his piano composing, watching his two youngest brothers playing pool. Scott walked in with his arm around Kayo's waist and smiled.

"Who's winning?"

Gordon grinned. "It was all square until I just shot those two."

Virgil smirked as he played a complicated glissando down the keys. "Sure it was. It was never all square. Alan has been beating you for ages."

John called in from Thunderbird 5. "We have a situation."

"I thought it was a little too quiet around here," Scott walked down into the sofa ring.

"Not unless you count Virgil's playing," Gordon shrugged as he leant on his cue.

Virgil scowled. "I didn't exactly hear you complaining about it."

"Alright, alright. John, what's the situation?" Scott asked.

"Two teenagers are trapped down a mine in South Wales, UK. They say an old cart was pushed towards them, and it's crashed into two support beams holding up the ceiling above them."

"Any injuries?"

"No thankfully, but they're pretty shaken up if their message is anything to go by."

Scott hummed thoughtfully. "I'll go ahead in Thunderbird 1. Virgil? Follow in Thunderbird 2, and you may want to bring some company."

Virgil nodded. "FAB."

Alan hopped on the spot as Virgil pushed the piano stool out with his foot. "Please Virg, let me go? A mine sounds awesome!"

"Then I'm coming too," Gordon pouted.

"Just work it out, guys. Thunderbirds are go!" Scott smiled from where he was standing against the wall.

Virgil sighed as he leaned back on the rocket portrait. "Come on then you two, see you in Thunderbird 2."

Kayo smiled. "Be careful, all of you."

The Thunderbirds took off and their pilots plotted a route for Wales. Scott pushed his ship to full throttle leaving the transporter craft behind. Oceans passed under him for miles, until at last, land appeared and Thunderbird 1 sped across the Welsh Coast.

"John, I've arrived at, umm I can't pronounce it," Scott smirked with slight embarrassment.

John laughed. "It's called Cefn Coed. They weren't lying when they said no one visits there anymore, it looks abandoned."

"I can confirm that," Scott swung Thunderbird 1 round and landed on the site. "Did they say how far they've gone down?"

"Two hundred feet. I'll tell Virgil to prepare the Mole Pod. You can't get to them Scott, not on your own."

"FAB. Then I'll look for an escape route for when we need it," Scott hopped down from his ship. "Thunderbird 1 out."

Thunderbird 2's engines echoed around the valley as she approached the danger zone, and Virgil looked down at his brother's ship. He fired the VTOLs to take her down, and Gordon took the stairs down to the module to configure the Mole as he felt the struts land on the ground.

"Gordo, can I come down with you?" Alan ran up beside him.

"No, I need to make a clear path for the guys to come down. Stay up here for our victims, in case they're injured."

Alan pouted. "But I want to help."

"You'll be helping us more by staying here," Virgil interjected, as he came down to retrieve the Exosuit. "We don't know what we'll be faced with down there."

"Fine."

Gordon leapt up into the pod. "Why do these hang here bro?" He asked, hitting the hanging green dice playfully.

"For luck. Let's go," Virgil rolled his shoulders back as the ramp fell forwards with a thud, and ran out. Gordon followed in the Mole as Alan watched them leave with a sigh.

Scott smiled as Virgil approached him. "Let's abseil down there. Gordon needs to go down further away from the shaft entrance, or the cave could collapse in on itself."

Virgil nodded. "Understood, I'll tell Gordon. Get yourself strapped in," he pressed his communicator on his sash. "Gordon?"

"Yeah? I'm standing by."

"Don't come down where we are, we need an exit route."

"If I tunnel in from here, I can come up below you guys, does that sound like a plan?" Gordon asked, frowning slightly.

"Go for it. Good luck, and please don't crash into us," Virgil smiled. "Thunderbird 2 out."

The Mole disappeared underground, and Scott abseiled down followed by Virgil. They reached the bottom of the shaft and found two ropes lying on the ground, the ends were sliced into shreds. Scott grabbed Virgil's arm and pointed down, Virgil clicked his mounted torch on following his brother's gaze.

"This is strange. The ropes look as if they've been ripped at the ends, and not by them. You would need a knife to slice through these."

Virgil nodded. "Or something sharper. The sooner we find these explorers the better. Keep close to me so I can light our path ahead, the electrics down here haven't worked for years."

"FAB Virgil."

Up above ground, Alan decided to venture out, he walked over to the hole the Mole had left and kicked a stone in wondering how far to the bottom the vehicle had gone. He heard a satisfying thud and smiled. Suddenly, a low grumble echoed up the hole. He looked down and spotted a pair of eyes before a scurry of feet resounded from below and they disappeared.

"Whoa, what on earth?" Alan ran back to the shaft entrance hoping to see it again, but sadly nothing, he touched his comms and called John.

"What's the matter, Alan?"

"Have you got a signal on Virgil and Scott?"

"Of course, and Gordon's signal is moving towards the explorers. Why?"

"I thought I saw something down there."

John rolled his eyes. "Please don't start, there are no such things as ghosts."

"I don't think this was a ghost John, it was something else."

"Enough Alan. Concentrate on the mission at hand. Thunderbird 5 out."

"John? John! Urgh!" Alan kicked the ground with frustration. His older brother never believed him, so who else would?

Meanwhile, Virgil and Scott had found the two explorers and freed them from the wooden beams blocking their escape.

"We have to leave, now," Sam panted. "It wants us out. We have footage of our attacker."

Scott sighed. "Our transport will be here soon, what wants you out?"

"We don't know, it's been stalking us ever since we called you."

There was a rustle of earth and the Mole emerged. Gordon flipped the roof off and jumped out almost falling into Virgil's arms, catching him by surprise.

"Gordon, what's wrong?"

"That was a weird ride back there, everything went mad. I'm not driving back," Gordon clutched Virgil's arms.

"So how are you getting back up there then?"

"I'll walk. I'm not getting back in the pod. I was nearly killed!"

Scott gazed at him with confusion. "Killed?"

Gordon nodded. "It was terrifying. Something jumped out in front of me from one of the tunnels, a weird creature with glowing eyes."

Scott rolled his eyes. "Let's get back to the surface. I've had enough of this mine. Abseil up with me Gordon, and Virgil, take the teenagers up one at a time in the Mole."

"FAB," Virgil opened up the pod. "Who wants to come up first?"

Zack pushed Sam forwards. "I'll abseil up with your brothers."

"We found your ropes torn up under the shaft entrance," Scott frowned. "I think you should go in the Mole."

"It's fine, I have another rope. Let's get out of here," Zack persisted. "I want to analyse this footage."

Sam climbed into the back of the Mole Pod and smiled at the dice as Virgil slid down into the driver's seat in front of her. "He's just scared. To be honest, I don't blame him."

Virgil hit the reverse button and the drill began to move. "What did you two see exactly?"

Sam shook her head. "I can't explain it. Before we became trapped, I felt something blow down my neck. And then after the cart was thrown at us, we heard growls and strange noises, but we couldn't move due to the beams blocking the way."

Virgil looked back at her and smiled sympathetically as tears rolled down her cheeks. "You'll be alright now, Sam, and Zack will be fine too. Don't worry, okay?"

Sam nodded as she wiped her tears away hastily. "Sorry. He's my brother. I worry about him constantly."

"I know what that's like. We're approaching the surface now."

The Mole returned to Thunderbird 2 and Alan ran over to help Sam out of the Pod, he let go of her hand and frantically pulled Virgil aside.

"Virgil, there's something down there, where are Scott and Gordon?"

"Alan, calm down, they're abseiling up with the boy."

"I saw something run down the shaft, it disappeared before I could film it."

"Later, Alan. For now, take Sam up to the cockpit and check her over for shock. I'll get over to the exit hole to wait for the others to return."

Virgil left the module and ran back to the shaft where he had gone down an hour earlier. He heard voices but one was missing. A grapple line was fired up and Virgil stood back as Scott came up with Zack. Both of them were covered in dust and Zack had a cut on his cheek.

"Get him into Thunderbird 2, quickly," Scott pushed the young boy towards Virgil.

"Scott, where's Gordon?"

Scott looked up tearfully which startled Virgil immensely. "It took him."

To be continued. Now.