Alone
Alan looked at Gordon in a state of horror. His best friend and brother were unconscious. The feeling of despair was rising in with astonishing heights. He feel down on his kneels not knowing was going on, never taking a glance off of his brother. He stared at the device which was placed in the middle of Gordon's forehead. It was a small square device with green and red lights that blinked simultaneously. He raised his hand up and rubbed Gordon's shoulder trying to hold back the tears. His father and his brother was both not being here to help him out. The youngest Tracy of all who usually gets order around on what to do, but this time being left on his own to think for himself. His hand went from Gordon's shoulder, to his cheek, it felt warm still so he still was very much alive just not there. Alan starting rubbing his brothers red hair which went in every direction possible, he couldn't hold back the tears anymore. Even has a member of International Rescue he's never been so unaided before. He's always had his family to support him.
Still rubbing his brothers red hair, Alan whispered, "Gordo, I swear who ever is doing this, I will get them for you, for father, for all of us. I'll show them what a Tracy means."
He turned away facing down the mysterious hallway thinking of his brothers. Wondering if they were in the same circumstance that Gordon was in, he got up on his feet and looked at Gordon and reflection to himself, I need to be brave now. No cry baby my family needs me more than ever. They need me as a full grow man not a child. I'll show them what I'm made of.
Alan walked down the hallway down to Scott's room. Looking over his shoulder and carefully proceeded through, he opened the door. There was Scott lying on his bed just peaceful as he could be which only happens four hours during the night. He walked towards Scott bed in the dimness of his room not worrying about anything on the floor since Scott was always picky he stuck to what their mother has always told them. "Things always have their proper place; they should always be put back there."
Once again as the same fate as Gordon came about, there was no need to turn on a light. He could see the device on the head. Gleaming with the green and the red, he quickly stormed out of Scott's room and went into Virgil's room. It was the same.
He was alone. Very much alone, then as the feeling of hopelessness was coming in he thought about Tin-Tin. Tin-Tin was always a very essential member as International Rescue and even apart to the Tracy lifestyle and most important Alan's love for her. He walked towards the very same door which he came through hours earlier but so much has happen since then. Alan reached for the door and turned the handle. He heard something. He heard a muffle.
He opened the door. Alan stood there in shock. He saw his love, Tin-Tin being held hostage. The dark man in black had her hair pulled back making her neck arch. She yelled out something but it could not be made out since her mouth was gagged. The dark man pulled out something from his pocket as Alan watched in horror. It was a Knife. As he stared at the tears lessening down her soft face as his heart was being ripped out. .
