Wow this has got to be the longest chapter i have ever did O.o It may not seem like much but it took me weeks to think of something cos of school and coursework and such.
Trust me this is going to be a great story all you need is a great imagination to put all the pieces together. I'll be working on the Thunderbirds, though they are not the same as the one's on the real Thunderbirds, this is my story.
You may hate me at the end of this chapter...They will be romance don't worry i just need to think about the next chapter. It's a lot harder than you think really. I ain't gonna spoil it so read and review...
Bryan stormed into the Starfire control room, cursing as he did. He threw himself on an unoccupied chair not far from the Starfire's, the Saint Shields.
Ozuma eyed him from his side of the control room and shook his head in disappointment. He rose up from his chair and went over to him. "Level 4?" he asked the purple haired teen. He nodded in return. "Level 4"
"Your going to get kicked out. Do you not take your job seriously? Millions of people would do anything to become a Thunderbird or a Starfire." He hissed. Bryan just shrugged. "It's not my fault that Thunderbird 2 fucks up when ever I go near it. It's the only fucking reason why I'm on Level 4!" he scowled.
A blue haired boy in front of them overheard what they had been arguing about. "Ozuma's right you know. A Thunderbird especially is a vital part of the people's and earth's safety" he explained. The Thunderbird cast a death glare to his face. "Fuck off Kane, don't you have a important work to do?"
The blue haired teen narrowed his eyes. "For your information, Bryan, I wasn't the one trashing an expensive aircraft that should have been helping in case of a fucking emergency!" he growled back. "Leave it Kane, if he wants to let the world suffer then let him" replied Ozuma.
"At least my job is worth while. I can't handle the pressure of an aircraft, I'm happy to be the, captain of the control room. Unfortunately you would be better off being a janitor than a Thunderbird, you don't have what it takes Bryan!" Kane snapped before turning back to his control panel.
The purple haired teen started to breath a little heavier. "You take that back you cock sucking bastard" he scowled rising from his chair, grabbing hold of his blue spiked hair. "Bastard let go" he cried trying to free his hair.
"Not until you apologise to me. Thunderbird 2 may be a piece of shit to me, but they were times when I had my team mates helping me. So don't you dare say I can't handle my job as a Thunderbird!" Bryan screamed, punching the other across his face.
A door slammed open near by and Boris stormed out with a look that could kill. "Bryan, Kane my office NOW!" he demanded. Bryan let go of Kane and marched into Boris' office followed by Kane covering a nose bleed. The outraged male adult slammed the door after him.
"No point in explaining yourselves, I could hear you" he shouted at the two. Bryan growled angrily. "Tell him to apologise. He shouldn't have said anything about my job as a Thunderbird!". "Bryan you are sent up here to remind yourself that you have a very important role as a Thunderbird, let alone your temper is a disgrace and your attitude is appalling" he snapped.
The purple haired male looked to the blue haired teen. "Kane your job is to control what goes in and out of the space station and space colony, it's not your job to wind people up reminding them how much shit they are in!" he bellowed. Kane nodded slightly from the pain then looked to Bryan. "I'm sorry for what I said" he sighed.
Bryan snorted and left the office. Boris held a hand to his head, shaking it slightly. He flung himself into his seat again and continued to read as Kane sat back down at his post.
Half an hour later Bryan got up off the chair and walked towards the main screen that was facing the earth. As a Thunderbird he was finding it extremely hard to have faith in his team mate's and more importantly, Thunderbird 2.
"Calling Thunderbird 3, Kai where are you?" asked Tala looking at a frame on the right side of his screen flashing red. Thunderbird 3 who's pilot was Kai, was lost somewhere in a desert in America and was breaking up fast. " The sandstorm is too powerful for Thunderbird 3 to handle, I've been blown off course!" he shouted down the microphone trying to steady Thunderbird 3.
A sudden beeping sound came from his screen, Tyson's face appeared on the left side. "Thunderbird 3 return to ground control immediately" Tyson replied worryingly. Kai nodded and tried to manoeuvre Thunderbird 3 in the direction of Ground control. The sandstorm was too powerful that his aircraft landed hard in the desert sand.
"Shit!" he growled flipping the ignition switch. He tried everything he could to make Thunderbird 3 to take flight. But failed. He tried the radio to make contact with Ground control, but no signal had come through. Thunderbird 3 had lost all power.
At Ground control...
Voltaire slammed a fist on to his desk. "What do you mean we lost contact with Thunderbird 3? Send the rescue team out to find him!" ordered Voltaire. "Yes...yes sir. Right away sir" bowed Tyson and left.
The old man's brown eyes darted across his office to a raven haired boy. " Ray contact Starfire space station and tell them to get a location of Thunderbird 3 and to make contact with him!" he ordered again. Ray bowed and left.
Starfire space station...
Bryan was reading a magazine when Ray's voice echoed throughout the room. " Starfire space station control we have lost Thunderbird 3 in a sandstorm somewhere in south America. We need you to give us the location of its whereabouts as soon as possible, and to make sure he's okay!" he said before the screen went back to showing the earth.
Gasps came afterwards and an argument of how it could have happened. " Alright people we have a life to save. Jim, trace Thunderbird 3's signal. Goki try and contact him! Let's move it people!" shouted Kane.
Bryan looked up from his book and rolled his eyes in disappointment. Boris walked into the control room. "How's the search going?" he asked. "No luck sir. We are having trouble locating the aircraft though the storm, let alone to try and pick up a signal" replied Kane. "Keep trying we can't give up". Boris walked on until he came to a calm and lazy Bryan.
He looked up to the male who shadowed over him. "What?" he snapped. Boris shook his head. "Are you or are you not a thunderbird?" he asked his voice becoming serious. Bryan shrugged and turned back to his book. A hand hit him across his head. "Help find your team mate or get your arse kicked out of the Thunderbirds!" he demanded.
Bryan growled slightly and placed the book on his chair after he stood up. He lazily walked over to Goki and snatched the microphone off him and then pushed him away. "Hey what the fuck is your problem?" Goki scowled.
"Saving Kai"
Pressing a few buttons and flipping some switches a signal came up. They all watched him gawping with their mouths open. "Kai pick you bastard I know your there" he shouted down the mic.
The frightened two-toned Thunderbird heard the signal coming from the radio. He lift up his helmet, showing tear-stained cheeks and spoke through the other end. "Bryan? Where are you? How did you manage to send a signal?" He asked surprisingly. The entire Starfire space station control room stared at him blankly.
He cast a look to Jim. "Scan the signal to find him" he said. "And Kai, stay calm help is on the way"
Bryan placed the microphone down and went back to reading his book. "How did you do that?" asked Boris. Bryan laughed. "It doesn't take a rocket scientist to send a simple fucking signal to a Thunderbird aircraft"
A diagram of the inside of Thunderbird 3 appeared on the main screen facing the earth, with Kai staring back at them. "Sir! Thunderbird 3 has been located" replied Jim. Boris smiled. "Tell the Thunderbirds ground control. And tell Voltaire to promote Bryan on his work"
The Thunderbird rescue team received the location and coordinates of Thunderbird 3 minutes later. Finding Kai they headed back to Thunderbird ground control.
Voltaire stood waiting for their arrival along with Bryan beside him. "I'm glad you're back with us safe Kai". The Thunderbird nodded in return. "No thanks to Bryan. So is he coming back?" he gasped. He sighed and nodded. " After his heroic efforts I couldn't see the reason why I shouldn't. Not only that he is now back on Level 3"
Tala, Ian and Spencer ran into the bay. "We heard your back and the fact dipshit here found you when the Starfire space station couldn't, are you okay?" the red head asked dodging a punch. Kai laughed, leaving the bay with his team mates.
Bryan went to Thunderbird 2's bay, looking at the newly built aircraft. "I promise you Thunderbird 2, I promise I will never leave you when the worst has to come" he cried touching his beloved Thunderbird.
Yes it's boring with Thunderbird appearing in every sentence but i'm working on it. It shall improve if i can only i can remember the song Busted: Thunderbirds are go.
I promise you it will be better in the next chapter cos we have the Majestics who are the leaders of the Starfire space colony, and i have lost a piece of paper with the teams names on it along with their occupation. A lot more it going to happen and again i do promise you it's going to be great!!!
If your a Bryan fan then it is worth reading even if it seems plain and dry. THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT!!!!
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