A/N I hope you all enjoyed chapter 2; I am trying to use as many of the Tracey family as I can so that I will almost please you all.
Arashi no Baka, I hope you have or have had by the time you read this, a lovely holiday.
Every one else, please enjoy this next instalment. All reviews have been and still will be appreciated.
Friends in high places
It's heading back your way!
The two fighter jets moved out to the side as they saw the missile coming. They radioed over to their navy vessel that it was not yet safe for them to come and recover any people from the damaged ship below until they were sure the missile and it's owner were dealt with.
Thunderbird 2 slowly started to move out of range and saw Scott had not moved yet.
"Thunderbird 1, the missile is heading for you, why aren't you moving?" Jeff said this to his son.
"The later I move the less chance it has of changing coarse and following me!" he replied as he obviously knew what he was doing.
"Can't argue with that!" Alan said this with a smile knowing his brother was doing the intelligent thing.
"Thunderbird 2, I think it is best if you get as far away as you can, as you are a bigger target and are slow on the start when moving" Pearl said this knowing that the large green craft manoeuvred less like a cat and more like an elephant.
"I agree with him, you are not gonna be able to dodge this thing if it is heading right for you" Scott added. He jerked Thunderbird 1 round to the left and watched the missile turn back.
"We still have people to rescue down there we can not leave them" replied Jeff not wanting to leave innocent people when the missile could strike.
"Damn it Jeff, listen to us we know what we are talking about this is what we are trained for." This came from Pearl trying to make sure he was listened to, as the last thing he wanted was to rescue the occupants of the green aircraft as well as the ship.
At this point Scott had rolled Thunderbird 1, 3 times to the side to avoid the missile. He was liking the challenge this gave him as he could push Thunderbird 1 to her limit and not just sit and fire missiles or shots at it or even sit and watch the area like he had done so many times on so many missions before.
The missile followed pearl up in the air as he tried to divert it away from the damaged ship, he slowed down a little to let it catch up and then he jerked his jet to the right and let it past.
Thunderbird 2 was now moving away from the danger zone and over to the navy vessel, so Jeff had listened to Pearl and his son.
Astin let the missile follow him and he flew on a predetermined path. Thunderbird 1 dropped its cannon out from the undercarriage and began to fire at the missile; the missile dodged the rounds coming at it, as well as deflected shots of its hull. So not only was the missile heat seeking and intelligent it was also equipped with a self-defence system so it could carry out its job.
Astin, Pearl and Scott were getting low on ideas as Astin turned and headed back towards his colleague and Thunderbird 1 the missile did not follow it had got a lock on Thunderbird 2.
In Thunderbird 2
"Dad" Said Virgil looking at his father.
"Yes Son" he replied.
"Is it just me or is the heat seeking, anti destroy, superbly bad missile heading towards us?" He said as he pointed out of the window at the missile coming at them.
"You would be right there son!" Said Jeff he began to move the large craft and move away from their position and the missile changed coarse and followed them. Jeff turned on the communications and began to talk "This is Thunderbird 2, we have a little situation here."
Back outside
"Oh crap!" this came from both Scott and Pearl as they saw the missile following a green shape in the distance.
"Any suggestions?" This came from Jeff the pitch in his voice ever so slightly changing with every word.
"Can one of the fighter jets get in behind you and make the missile follow them and evade it like before?" This came from John who was still watching from above.
"We can try it," said pearl and with that Astin moved over to attempt it.
Astin got over to Thunderbird 2 and looked behind it, he saw that the gap between the craft and the missile was indeed large enough and went to move in to the gap and hopefully take the lock from Thunderbird 2 to his own craft. As he moved in the missile lost a piece of its outer casing and fired a shot at the jet and continued on its mission.
The shot hit the tail of the jet and Astin lost control, as his systems started to go haywire. The shot did not destroy the tail but, attached itself to the tail and gave an electromagnetic pulse and disabled the systems of the jet. The jet spiralled out of control and Astin had to eject from the jet and the jet destroyed the navy vessels communications Ariel as it hit the water, Astin sailed down and hit the water as well and the navy vessel dispatched a small motor boat to collect him.
"Well I guess that didn't work then" Said Jeff trying to make his sons laugh.
"No shit Sherlock!" Exclaimed Alan.
"ALAN!" Came the harsh tone of Jeff's voice aimed at the comment just said. He turned away from the controls and gave a harsh look at his son. " I don't appreciate language like that at any time, from any of you" He sat and stared at his son and ignored the controls of Thunderbird 2 which were waving about.
"Dad, the controls!" this came from Virgil and then Gordon joined in. "Dad, the controls! DAD!"
"Sorry dad." Said Alan looking scared of the reaction that his dad gave.
"That's better Alan," Jeff said as he slowly spun round and took hold of the controls.
Scott fired at the missile again hoping that this time it might work, but again its counter measures deflected the attack away. Jeff told the boys to strap them selves into their seats and to get ready for the impact. He sped the ship up and then turned her to her side, as he knew that, that was their best and probably only chance of survival.
"Dad what are you doing?" yelled Scott.
"Well it looks like he's doing the only thing he can and that's...." Pearl didn't finish his sentence.
"Its suicide!" Yelled Scott.
"Don't worry son, I built Thunderbird 2 and I know what she can take, she is able to take most of the missile" Jeff said this as the missile got closer and closer.
"Dad, its gonna hit you in 10 seconds" This came from john tracking the missile as it enclosed.
"Ok son" he replied.
Every one closed their eyes; Alan, Gordon, Virgil, John, Scott and Jeff all closed their eyes and prayed for the best survival. Even with his eyes closed John still counted it down.
"5.4.3.2.1...."
BOOM