Warning I don't own Thunderbirds are Go! (2015-2020)
Two years later
February 18th 2060 - 21:54 AEDT
A hot air balloon is shown with a father and son inside of the basket. The father holds a radio in his hand as he is calling for help.
"Mayday! Mayday! We're out of control and gaining altitude," says the father.
"Dad, I'm scared," says the boy.
"Stay low and hang onto me," replies the father. Suddenly, there was a large gust of wind and the boy's hat is blown away and the basket flips causing the father to almost fall out.
"DAD!" cries the boy and helps his father back into the basket.
"We're at 10,000 feet and climbing!" exclaims the father after grabbing the radio, "Can anyone hear me?!" Then they both hear something and the boy gasps.
"What is that?" asks the father and at that moment Thunderbird 2 comes out of the storm clouds.
"International Rescue!" says the boy.
Virgil is risen up on a platform and he looks at the father and son.
"Looks like you could use a little help," Virgil says and holds out his hands.
"Look after him!" says the father and passes the boy to Virgil.
"I've got him," Virgil says and sets the boy down beside him and reaches for the father, " Take my hand."
"I... I c-can't reach!" the father says before he begins falling to the ground as a gust hits the basket and sends him crashing down towards the ground.
"DAD!" yells the boy.
"Shi—Thunderbird 5, I need you now!" says Virgil.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are go!
"Tracking his descent," says John, who is on TB5, "Co-ordinates locked in."
Virgil helps the boy into one of the seats and goes back into the pilots seat.
"Please, you have to save him," say the boy.
"No-one is losing their dad today," replies Virgil, "John? What's out time window?"
"At terminal velocity? Less than 50 seconds," replies John.
"Understood," says Virgil and he flies Thunderbird 2 down before he hooks himself up to the craft and opens the hatch while Thunderbird 2 free falls. Virgil goes flying up and he manages to grab the guy. He opens a hologram of Thunderbird 2 and actives the vertical boosters just before Thunderbird 2 hits the ground. Virgil and the father crashes back inside Thunderbird 2 and Virgil stands up while the boy rushes to his father.
"DAD!" cries the boy.
"I'm okay," replies the father.
Virgil smiles at the sit before reporting back to John "This is Thunderbird 2, mission complete," and Thunderbird 2 flies off to Sydney to drop off the pair.
"Good Job Virgil," John says "Thunderbird 3, what's your status Alan?"
"I'm tracking the target now," Alan says, "All systems go for satellite capture and stabilization. Deploying grasping arms." TB3's arms move towards the satellite. "Engaging RCS thrusters."
"Remember Thunderbird 3, you only get one shot a grabbing this thing," John says, "Make it count."
"FAB," says Alan and begins moving Thunderbird 3 to match the spin, " We are locked for rotational vector. 30 meters... 20... 10... contact!" Thunderbird 3 grabs the satellite. "HA! Capture complete! Stabilizing spin," he releases the satellite a few moments later. "Whew. I think it's going to be okay Thunderbird 5," Alan says.
"Well done Alan, just in time for my favorite show," says John.
"Heh!" Alan says, "And that Kayo, is our fifteenth mission together."
"And we've returned TV repeats to people across the globe," Kayo says.
"Maybe one of these days we'll get a real mission," Alan says.
"If I really wanted to complain I would say that even though I'm head of security for International Rescue I don't have my own ship," Kayo says then smirks "And right now, I'm up here..."
"What? Babysitting?" asks Alan kind of hurt as he still hasn't made a formal confession to Kayo yet.
"Maybe," Kayo giggles.
"Fuck you," says Alan.
"You should of seen your face," Kayo says.
Meanwhile, in Thunderbird 1's hanger Scott was using a grapple to hold onto Thunderbird 1's nose. Below him stood Brains with Max, his personal robot assistant. A hologram a John then appears "Thunderbird 1? Report please?" he asks.
"Ugh, it's bad news, John. This retro fit is going to take a lot longer than expected. Maybe you can come down here and give me a hand," Scott says.
"Not to worry, Scott. With my new mobile engineering lab, I shall have you back in the air in no time," Brains says. He then moves his controls and a robotic throws Max.
"Whoops. Sorry Max!" Brains says and Max whirls at him. There is a beeping sound and Scott walks over to his communicator.
"Incoming call!" Scott says, "Lady Penelope!"
"Hello Scott," Penny says, "Is Brains still working on your ship?"
"Can't rush a genius," explains Scott.
"Right, let him know crisis is averted. I managed to convince the consortium to stop hoarding their iridium reserves," Penny says.
"That'll be some good news for Brains," Scott says "Tracy Island out."
February 19th 2060 - 09:57 NZDT
"This is Thunderbird 2 on final approach to Tracy Island," Virgil says. On return to launch Virgil heads upstairs and changes out of his uniform.
"Anyone up there?" asks Sally from downstairs.
"Shit," Virgil says and goes to take cover under Jeff Tracy's desk only to find... "Gordon?"
"Hey Virgil," says Gordon.
"How long have you been under here?" asks Virgil.
"Since Grandma was looking for a test subject. I'm still recovering from her last attempt at family dinner," Gordon says.
"Hmm, dad's desk... I guess in a way he's still looking out for us," says Virgil.
"Hey, you two, get out from under there and taste this," Sally says.
"He always did take her side," jokes Gordon.
Just as Gordon and Virgil we're getting out from under Jeff's desk a beeping sound is heard and the brothers runs into the mission deployment room. Scott also joins them on the couch.
"International Rescue. I'm detecting a sea quake off the Minova reef," John says.
"What can you report, Thunderbird 5?" asks Scott
"We're getting a mayday from an underwater research station near the epicentre," says John, and he plays the mayday call, "International Rescue can you respond?"
"We're on our way," says Virgil.
"Ocean rescue!" says Gordon.
"You guys are going to have to handle this one without me. Thunderbird 1 is still grounded," says Scott.
"We'll do our best, Scott, we'll do our best," Virgil says.
"Sorry Grandma," Gordon calls as he runs off to get his suit on.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are go!
"So, what's the details?" asks Virgil
"It's a Poseidon class submarine with a crew of three. They report no injuries, but they are taking on water. Access to the escape hatch is blocked," replies John.
"I'll try to stabilize the station from above and Gordon can help get them out," says Virgil, "Sound good?"
"FAB, Virgil," says Gordon and heads down to Thunderbird 4.
"Prepare for launch Thunderbird 4," says Virgil.
"Systems check complete; docking clamp released; we are go for module deployment," says Gordon. Thunderbird 2's Module 4 is dropped into the water and the hatch opens as Thunderbird 4 is lifted to a 45 angle inside the module. "We are go for launch," and Thunderbird 4 enters the water. "Ballast control active, levelling off. We've got sonar lock," Gordon says "5 minutes out."
Back with Thunderbird 2 Virgil was working on the grappling. "Alright, make it quick Thunderbird 4," says Virgil, "I'll get started on stabilizing it from above." Virgil then changes to the subs communication frequency, "This is International Rescue. Is everybody alright?"
"For the moment, yes. Our escape submersible has malfunctioned, and we're taking on water," was the reply, who turned out to be from Dr Meddings, who was the captain of the sub.
"We're still attempting to attach a magnetic grapple. You may feel another shift," explains Virgil.
"I'll stand on my head if it helps," replies Dr Meddings.
Meanwhile, Gordon hears a beeping from his sensors, "Thunderbird 5, have a look at my sensors, will ya? They're picking something up, and so is my famous Gordon Tracy squid sense," he says
"Your focus needs to be on that research station, Thunderbird 4, not your squid sense," answers John.
"Uh, John, I'm detecting a YT-88 transponder beacon," replies Gordon.
"Holy shit, that's the same kind Dad had on his ship," says Scott, who enters the conversation over the coms.
"I know this is important Gordon, but can it wait until after we deal with the station?" asks Virgil.
"Not if it gets buried in another quake," says Gordon, "the signal's coming from inside a fault trench."
"Gordon should check it out, just to be sure," replies Scott.
Gordon changes his course to head towards the fault trench. Soon he enters the trench, which turned out to be more of a dark cave, and starts to look around. The sensors get louder.
"I'm inside," Gordon says as he continues to head deeper inside, "the signal's getting stronger!" After a couple of minutes Gordon comes across something. "I've got a visual on something," Gordon calls, "I'm going in for a closer look." He get very close to the devise and is disappointed.
"Negative. It's not Dad's," Gordon says.
"Sorry, Gordon. Now, let's get back to work," replies Virgil, " I'm having a little trouble grabbing onto the station."
"Not so fast Virgil. Whatever it is I'm looking at, it shouldn't be here," says Gordon. Suddenly, the device starts beeping rapidly and a rumbling begins, "Shit! John! It's a seaquake!" Gordon exclaims.
"Thunderbird 4, get out of there!" says John.
"Fuck! John! Thunderbird 5!" says Gordon but gets knocked out as Thunderbird 4 is buried by rocks.
"Gordon come in! Thunderbird 4! Can you read me? Gordon?" asks John getting concerned.
February 19th 2060 - 10:55 NZDT
John's hologram appears in the mission control room, "Scott, Thunderbird 4 isn't responding and Thunderbird 2 is having trouble latching onto the station," he explains, "We may have a situation."
"FAB, Thunderbird 5," Scott says before he hits the button to talk to Brains, "Thunderbird 1 needs to launch, ready or not."
"Scott, these modifications haven't been fully tested!" exclaims Brains.
"I can't think of a better time than now. I'd suggest clearing out. That hanger is about to get toasty," says Scott.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are go!
"MIDAS system active; shifting to horizontal flight," says Scott as Thunderbird 1 reaches 1,000mph, "She flies great Brains. Turbojets engaged!" Scott speeds up to 10,000mph, "Thunderbird 5, let me know the second you make contact with Gordon," continues Scott as he reaches Thunderbird 1's max speed of 15,000mph.
"FAB," replies John.
February 19th 2060 - 11:05 NZDT
Virgil sighs as he again fails to latch onto the station below, "The station must be made of some kind of composite. I'm not getting a fucking lock," Virgil says, "Come on. Just motherfuckin' lock on."
Just then TB1 appears beside TB2, "Thunderbird 1, welcome to the party. I'm having a hard time grabbing on," says Virgil.
"Must be a shit party. Let me give it a try," says Scott and targets the submarine before firing off TB1's only grapple cable. Lucky for Scott, he grabs the station first try. "YES!" cries Scott, "Alright!"
"What the actual fuck?" asks Virgil.
"Hmm. Lucky shot," replies Scott.
Just then Thunderbird 1's earthquake alarm went off quickly followed by Dr Meddings calling in "International Rescue! We're having another seaquake!" shortly followed by a crashing noise, "we've just lost half our legs!"
"Increase thrust to compensate," Scott says and hits the throttle to increase the thrusters, "We need to get a grip on this thing fast Thunderbird 2, or I'm going under."
Finally, after almost 45 minutes of trying Virgil manages to get a lock, "Okay, I've got it!" and also increases his thrusters to avoid both crafts from going under.
"As long as we keep it stable it should hold out long enough for Gordon to do the evac," says Virgil.
"FAB. I just hope John can get in contact with him soon," replies Scott.
Back with Thunderbird 4, Gordon starts to wake up, "Shit, my head."
"You're a sight for sore eyes," John says.
"Yeah, I got knocked out for a minute but I'm ok now, Thunderbird 4 is another story," says Gordon.
"So much for your world-famous squid sense," John replies.
"Do me a favour, John. Run a seismic analysis of the last two quakes and tell me where the epicentre was," says Gordon as he gets ready to exit TB4.
"Okay, stand by," John says, "WHOA! The epicentre is exactly your location."
"That can't be a coincidence," Gordon replies concerned.
"Is this so important you'd risk a mission failure?" asks John.
"I think this machine is somehow causing the earthquakes," replies Gordon.
"Now, find a way out. They need you at the station," John says.
"Not until I get what I came for," Gordon says and grabs his helmet, leaves Thunderbird 4 and he swims down to get the device. Unfortunately for Gordon the device goes off again causing Gordon to rush back to TB4 while digging the falling rocks. He eventually gets back into his seat. "I need to find a way out of this cave," says Gordon. He fires grapplers and pulls Thunderbird 4 out from under the rocks and then fires a demolition missal at the rocks and leaves the fault trench.
"International Rescue, Thunderbird 4 is on route!" says Gordon, and opens communication with Brains, "Brains, I'm gonna need you to take this shit apart as soon as we get back to the island."
"FAB. I'll be standing by," replies Brains, and Gordon then opens communication with Lady Penelope, which Gordon has developed a slight crush on since the pool party,
"Gordon! To what do I owe the pleasure?" Penelope asks causing Gordon to blush,
"Afraid this isn't a social call, your lady ship," says Gordon, "I need a favour."
"Whatever you need," replies Penelope.
"I need our London agent to do some agenting," Gordon explains before hanging up.
After a couple of minutes Gordon checks in with Scott and Virgil, "Okay folks, I'm almost there."
"Good news Thunderbird 4. But make it quick, I'm not sure how much longer we can hold on," replies Virgil.
"International Rescue, the control room is flooding. Just get us out of here," says Dr Meddings sounding worried.
February 19th 2060 - 11:22 NZDT
Alan and Kayo walk in and sit down in the mission control room. Sally and Brains are already in the room sitting on the couches.
"We leave the planet for a few hours, and the whole world falls apart," Alan says and sit down on an empty sofa.
"But at least it has TV," replies Kayo and rests her head and Alan's shoulder causing him to blush and Sally to smile at the two teenagers.
Back at the Minova Reef Thunderbird 4 arrives and latches onto the larger sub. "Okay, here's the plan. I'm cutting my way in from underneath. I'll evac the crew in dry tubes," Gordon explains, "Thunderbird 5, have the crew prepared for immediate evacuation. Everyone cool?"
"FAB," replies Virgil.
"Works for me," Scott says.
"Okay, then. Here we go," Gordon says, and cuts a hole into the station before diving out of Thunderbird 4 and into the submersible. "Okay, I'm inside. Making my way to the crew compartment," Gordon continues and knocked onto the hatch so he can be let in. Once in he looks at the crew checking they're all there, "I'm inside the control room. All hands accounted for. I'll take them out one at a time."
"Good news, Thunderbird 4. But hurry. We're hanging on by a thread here," says Virgil as Gordon returns the first person and puts her into the dry tube before heading out for the second person. "First dry tube away," explains Gordon. He quickly goes back in and comes out with the second person. "Second dry tube away. One more to go. I'm going back in," Gordon manages to get back to the control room, "The lab is shifting! It's gonna flip any second." Just then the station starts to slide into the trench below causing Gordon to go flying into a wall.
"The lab is too heavy. It's pulling us both under," exclaims Scott.
"Thunderbird 4, can you read me?" asks Virgil but gets static, "Gordon do you read me? Gordon?" but silence... until,
"FAB, Thunderbird 2," says Gordon, "My radios damaged, but we're alright," and sends the last dry tube, "Release the cables," Gordon says and TB1 and 2 releases their cables. "Stand by for retrieval Thunderbird 2."
"FAB, Thunderbird 4," replies Virgil and retrieves the crew from the dry tubes before docking Thunderbird 4 back into the Module.
"See you back at the ranch Thunderbird 1," says Virgil.
"FAB," says Scott before leaving the scene.
February 19th 2060 - 19:32 NZDT
Scott, Virgil and Gordon arrive back after being called to another emergency on the way back home. Gordon carries the devise ,that was suspected to of been causing the seaquakes, on the table in front of Brains.
"Hey, good work, guys," Kayo says, still snuggled up to Alan.
"Oh, welcome back," says Sally.
"Good to have you back," continues Brains.
"Yeah," finishes Alan, who now has an arm around Kayo.
"Well, what do you think?" asks Gordon motioning to the devise.
"I think you found where sea junk goes to die," replies Alan.
"It is rather crudely made," Brains says as Virgil yawns, sitting beside him, "I'll begin my analysis immediately." Just as Brains was about to start John appears on the hologram.
"International Rescue, I'm picking up seismic activity like I've never seen before. Multiple earthquakes all under sea; epicentres are equal distances apart and they're going off in sequence," John explains.
"Earthquakes t-typically don't work like that," says Brains, "This is highly unusual."
"I'm telling you, it's because someone is causing them on purpose with these things," interrupts Gordon.
"Why would someone want to cause an Earthquake? It's 2060. That's not the kind of world we live in," Virgil argues.
"I'm afraid it might be, Virgil," says Penelope, appearing next to John in hologram form, "it was made with off-the-shelf components, according to my expert..."
"Expert?" interrupts Scott.
"That would be me, sir," says Parker appearing next to Penelope, "quite a brisk trade for these bits on the black market. So, I'm told."
"In that case, they should be easy to track," says Brains.
"Precisely, Brains. I already have, we're at the address to where much of the equipment was shipped," Penelope explains as herself and Parker walk into a large warehouse and look around for clues. After a few seconds Penelope finds something, "this is rather alarming. There's a note here addressed to International Rescue, it says; 'Press me and all your questions will be answered,'" Penelope explains.
"I say we press the button and deal with the consequences," says Scott.
"I smell a trap," argues Alan.
"I wouldn't touch that with a 10 foot pole," Sally says.
"I want answers," replies Scott.
"I'm telling ya, trap," Alan says moving his from around Kayo quickly causing her to yelp as she was drifting off to sleep, "Sorry," whispers Alan.
"It definitely looks dodgy, but what's the worse that could happen?" asks John.
"My thoughts exactly," interrupts Parker and steps forward to press the button.
"Parker!" exclaims Penelope but it was too late, Parker presses the button.
On board Thunderbird 5 the globe map goes static, "Global airwaves are being taken over. I'm running a trace, but it looks like the source is being masked," John says just before a person appears censored out in darkness.
"Now that I have our attention; You have, by now, felt the earthquakes in the Southern and Pacific Oceans. Those were only the beginning. There will be more. Many more. And they'll be increasing in magnitude until my very reasonable terms are met. If not, every city along the Ring of Fire will be brought to its knees. And there is nothing anyone can do to stop it, including International Rescue. If you put your trust in them, you will regret it," says the person before disappearing. Kayo knew who it was and immediately leaves the room, quickly followed by Alan.
"Only one person has that much contempt for International Rescue," Virgil says.
"And judging by Kayo's reaction it's the same person who was responsible for Dad's crash," Scott explains, "The Hood. He's back."
February 19th 2060 - 21:06 NZDT
Alan runs towards Kayo's bedroom "Hey, came I come in?" asks Alan from outside the door. Despite being best friends Alan had always respected Kayo's privacy.
After a few seconds Kayo opens the door "Why?" asks Kayo, before Alan engulfs her into a hug.
"It's not your fault Kayo," Alan says, "You may think it is but your family is way out of your control. The important thing is, is that you made the right choice." Kayo looks up to Alan and smiles, " I want the Kayo that was full of energy, Kung Fu expert, and most importantly my babysitter," Alan jokes, refuting to when they fixed the TV in the early hours of the morning. Thankfully Kayo laughed at the joke, which brought a smile to Alan's face. "Now go and have a shower and meet me back in the deployment room as the confident Kayo," Alan says. Kayo smiles then walks into the bathroom.
February 20th 2060 - 00:01 NZDT
"It has to be The Hood. There's not other explanation," Scott argues.
"Scott, even if that was him, we can't confirm it. As far as the Global Defence Force is concerned, The Hood is still nothing, but a phantom," a women says in a GDF uniform.
"What about the bank robbery in 2058, Colonel Casey? The Metropolitan Police were pretty sure it was The Hood that escaped afterwards," Virgil says.
"That's our problem Virgil. All you need to do is help people in trouble. We'll bring him to justice," Col. Casey says before hanging up.
"They don't stand a chance, do they?" asks Gordon, who by now had taken a seat next to Scott.
"If the devices like these are causing earthquakes, we'll find a way to shut them down," Scott stats getting up and addressing everyone.
"We still don't know what we're dealing with here," Virgil points out.
"I can give you a pretty good idea, seismic activity has been steadily growing since the first quake, and its spreading north along the Pacific Plate," John explains, "This is a global catastrophe in the making."
Suddenly, everything starts to shake causing plates to fall off the shelves, "Do you feel that? It's another quake," says Scott.
"We're reviving hundreds of distress calls from along the southern Pacific Rim," John explains.
"Just tell us where you need us, Thunderbird 5," replies Scott.
"Holy shit, the solar collector in Taiwan has fallen out of alignment," Brains says.
"Is that an actual emergency, Brains!" asks Scott, raising his right eyebrow as Brains opened the solar collector hologram with information about it.
"Here's how it was before. Thousands of individually controlled mirrors concentrated the sun's rays into a frighteningly p-powerful beam," explains Brains.
"We're talking heat so intense, you get the same kind of hydrogen fusion the fuels a stars," John continues.
"This is the collector now. When the sun comes up, those rays will be aiming d-directly at the city of Taipei," finishes Brains.
"Sounds like we need to move that reflector," says Virgil.
"Gordon, I'm picking up a distress call from a fishing trawler taking on water," John says.
"Tell then I'm on my way," Gordon replies.
"Alright, then. Time to gear up," says Scott.
"YES! Let's do this!" exclaims Alan.
"Sorry, Alan. We need to keep you and Thunderbird 3 in reserve," Scott's explains.
"In case the TV goes out. I get it," Alan sighs, and Kayo places her hand on his shoulder, causing him to shake in head in dismay.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are go!
"Thunderbirds are go! Activating scramjets," says Scott.
"Slow and steady wins the race. I'll see you when we get there," says Virgil.
"FAB," replies Scott before speeding up and flying away.
Meanwhile, on Thunderbird 5 John goes to contact Lady Penelope for information.
"Lady Penelope, I need some information," explains John went she picks up.
"John, of course," Penelope replies.
"It's about The Hood. I know Dad had you looking into him leading up to 2058," says John.
"True, but I'm afraid I didn't learn much. I uncovered at least seven aliases he operated under. But since your father's accident in '58, the trail went cold. He simply disappeared," explains Penny.
"Gordon was right. The Global Defence Force doesn't stand a chance finding this guys," John says before hanging up.
Back on Tracy Island Max, Brains and Alan we're huddled around the device found by Gordon.
"Hmm, this looks to be some kind of transmitter," says Brains, "Thunderbird 5? Do you read me? I need you to monitor a frequency for me."
"Standing by," replies John.
"What's this thing do?" asks Alan as Max picks the small piece up. He then proceeds to shake.
"It appears to be the seismic actuator. In a working device, the vibration would generate an earthquake," Brains explains, "Might I suggest, 'Look don't touch,'" and Max replies with a whirl sound.
February 20th 2060 - 06:24 CDT
"I've got a visual on the solar collector. This is going to be trickier than I thought, I'm gonna have to land at the base of the mountain and jet pack up to the site to get a closer look," Scott explains.
"FAB Scott," says John, just before there was another taking over of global airwaves, "Hold on a minute, I'm getting another breakthrough. All global frequencies," John says.
"People of Earth, you have seen the power I command. My demands are simple. I require three perfect spheres of diphilium alloy, an island above the 33rd parallel, and The World Council will deliver the Thunderbirds to me. All of them. Before this day is done. Fulfil my request and the earthquakes will stop. Ignore them, and the suffering will see no end," The Hood says before disappearing.
"Scott did you get all that?" asks John as Scott starts to jet pack up the mountain.
"Yeah. He has to be bitching with us," replies Scott.
"That list of demands is right out of a bad movie," John continues.
"He may be a dickhead, but there is no way are handing over the Thunderbirds," Scott says.
Back on Thunderbird 5 John was still trying to trace the frequency that Brains wanted to look at. John then changes the frequency again to a different code and get a breakthrough. A satellite. John calls Brains immediately, "Brains, I think you may have found the key to stopping these earthquake generators. Using that frequency, I was able to isolate the control signal linking all the devises together. Over 500 devices total, and they're all controlled by one single satellite," John says.
"Of course, John! If we can attach just one of these bypass modules to the satellite, it will redirect control of the earthquake generators to us. Then we'll be able to shut all of them down at once," explains Brains.
"It gets even better. When The Hood tried to check in, we'll find out exactly where he's hiding. Alan, Kayo, time to gear up" John says.
"Finally!" exclaims Alan and runs over to his launch chair, "Another mission for us."
"Yeah! I'm ready to kick ass," replies Kayo.
"I'll leave that to you," says Alan.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Thunderbirds are go!
"Thunderbird 3 is go!" Alan says as Thunderbird 3 goes into space.
"Sorry about last time, the babysitter thing," says Kayo.
"Ah, no big deal. Most guys would kill to have you as a babysitter," Alan replies, then realises what he said and his cheeks turn dark red, "Um because your so um, responsible.. and stuff."
Meanwhile, John calls Penelope to let her know about Alan and The Hood's demands.
"...you know those demands are a joke, right?" asks John.
"The World Council is desperate. I wouldn't put it past them to make you hand over your ships," Penelope explains.
"Can you buy us some time? We might have found a way to stop all this," John asks.
"Consider it done," Penelope says and hangs up, "No. 10 Downing Street, if you would Parker."
"Right away, milady!" Parker says and puts FAB1 into flying mode, "FAB1 is off!"
February 20th 2060 - 07:15 CDT
Scott finds a door almost completely hidden with rubble. He moves some of the debris and he listens inside. There was an alarm going off and then he hears a voice, "Is anyone out there?"
"International Rescue, we have another situation. I found a control room crushed under the base of the collector. I think there may be people inside," Scott explains, "I'll try and get them out. Brains, is there any other way inside this thing?"
"Through the server room. But you'll have to use the access hatch," Brains says.
"And where's the access hatch?" asks Scott.
"In the centre of the collector," Brains says.
"Alright. I'll focus on the workers. Thunderbird 2, you'll need to move that dish. It's sunrise."
"FAB," Virgil says just as he arrives.
"I'm at the hatch," says Scott.
"Scott, get in there or you are going to become a fucking burned chip," says Virgil.
"I feel like one already," Scott replies, as he climbs inside, "Okay, I'm in."
"I'll drop the magnetic claw and try and pull the dish skyward," Virgil says, and drops the claw only to grab it first try, "Would you look at that first try."
Back with Scott, he climbs down a ladder into a room, "I'm in the server room, Brains. I can hear people below me, but I don't see a way down," Scott says. Then the room begins to shake as TB2 attempts to pull the dish.
"Scott, I think we may have a slight complication," Virgil says.
"Thunderbird 2, there's too much pressure. Disengage!" orders Scott, "We have to find another way to move it."
Thunderbird 2 lifts up away from the collector, "Well, we better think of something fast. Taipei is about to get cooked," Virgil says.
"Scott, I may have a solution. The collector is made up of thousands of tiny mirrors. If we can override the main controls, it's as simple as turning the mirrors instead of the whole collector," Brains explains.
"Tell me what to do Brains," Scott says.
"Scott, your looking for a junction marked A18," Brains says.
"I don't see it, Brains. It jumps from A15 to A25," Scott replies.
"These schematics must be out of date!" Brains cries, "Look for the p-power distribution relay. Rack 4."
"Uh... Rack 4..." Scott says as he looks for it, then he spots it, "Got it!"
"Turn it to the left," Brains orders, and Scott does so, but nothing happens.
"Brains?" questions Scott.
"The earthquake must have d-damaged the mechanism. The solar collector is going to destroy the city, no matter what," Brains explains.
"We have to destroy this dish," Scott says, "I need options Brains, fast!"
"Here the primary support arm! Remove that and the entire dish will detach. I'm sending you co-ordinates now," Brains says.
"Virgil, get the engineers out. I'm taking the dish," says Scott.
"Are you sure about this?" asks Virgil.
"It's what Dad would've done," replies Scott and heads outside to the location of the primary support arm and begins cutting, "Virgil, I'm cutting my way through."
Virgil jumps down from Thunderbird 2 with his gear on and bursts into the control room. The gear he has on allows him to have extra strength to lift and break things. "Who's up for getting out of here?" Virgil says and removes a large pipe that landed on one of the workers before evacuation them all. Then he lowers the seating pad that grabs the workers making them sit down in the seats. Virgil then jumps and grabs onto one of the chairs using his gear.
Unfortunately Scott wasn't so lucky as he was stuck on the dish which was crashing down the mountain, he tries his jet pack, "Shit! The heat must have fried my jet pack!" Scott cries.
"Scott! Scott do you read me?" asks Virgil.
Then there was silence as the solar collector settles at the bottom of the mountain. A few seconds later the sound of Thunderbird 1's thrusters can be heard with Scott standing on top.
"Alright, hotshot, save your surfing for the beach," Virgil jokes as the two Thunderbirds fly away from the scene.
Meanwhile, with Thunderbird 3 Alan sees something, "This is Thunderbird 3, we've got eyes on the satellite," Alan says.
"Alan, it's essential you don't take Thunderbird 3 too close," says John over the coms.
"Matching orbit for intercept," replies Kayo.
"If The Hood suspects we're tampering with his satellite, he could set everything off at once," explains John.
"Electronic shielding active. We should be invisible to any sensors on board," says Kayo.
"FAB," Alan replies and floats over to get his helmet and grabs his hover board, "Wish me luck."
"You've got this," Kayo replies while putting her own helmet on.
"This is Thunderbird 3 commencing EVA," Alan announces and heads over to the satellite on his hover board.
"One other thing. There is an automated status signal sent every 30 seconds. You'll have to attach the bypass module between bursts," John explains.
"Sure," replies Alan.
"Okay. Standby... in 3... 2... 1..." John says, then a beeping sound is heard, "You have 29 seconds, Alan."
Alan opens up the system box and looks at the wires, "Whoa," Alan comments and thinks about what how to do it. He looks back at Kayo for advise.
"Any false move, and The Hood will be alerted," John says.
"No pressure," replies Alan.
"Lady Penelope bought us some time, but this may be the only chance we get," John explains.
"Relax, it's just like fixing a TV," says Kayo, "You can do this."
"10 seconds, Alan," John says. Alan takes in a deep breath and rushes to add the bypass module in and then closes the system box, "Bypass module attached, and hatch is sealed," Alan says.
"Fuck yes! You did it," cries John, "The signal is ours. Okay, Brains, shut 'em down."
"Command set," Brains says, "They're turning off. High-Five, Max. Ow!"
"Whoo," Alan says as he returns to Thunderbird 3
"That's a relief. You really had us shitting ourselves, Thunderbird 3," John says.
"Wait, you didn't think I was chocking back there, did ya?" asks Alan, "I had to make sure I had the correct input selected."
"Riiiight. In any case, we're proud of you," John replies before a beeping sound is heard, "I have The Hood's location.
February 20th 2060 - 09:34 ACDT
Thunderbird 3 returns to Earth and over the Australian sky's, Kayo gets ready. "Good luck on your first solo mission Kayo," says Alan. Kayo grins and stares at the ground below.
"Commencing halo drop," Kayo says before she jumps off Thunderbird 3.
"6,000 meters... 4,000," John says as he watches Kayo's fall.
"YEAH!" shouts Kayo.
"2,000... I've got eyes on you now, 1,000 meters," John says.
"Deploying air brake," Kayo announces and does. She then lands safely on top of The Hood's base, "I'm down."
"Good luck, Kayo. Be careful in there," John says.
"You should be warming the other guys," Kayo says. She enters the base and manages to bypass the security codes. She stays in the shadows, jumping over pipes and along edges of balconies until running down a set of stairs onto a balcony. Kayo then hears a sound, turning all she can do is gasp at the person in front of her. The Hood.
"Well, this is a surprise," he comments. Realising the importance of this confrontation between the two, Kayo switches her coms off causing John and Brains to loose her feed.
"Kayo..." is all she hears from Brains before the signal goes silent. Kayo clenches her fists and stands ready for combat.
"I haven't seen you in a very long time, Tanusha Kyrano," The Hood says and the pair start to circle each other, "But they call you Kayo now don't they? For the knockout punch no doubt. I have assume since you are here, International Rescue found a way to stop my earthquake machines. Bravo!"
He smiles sinisterly at Kayo and pauses, waiting for her response.
"You're in a good mood for someone who just got their ass kicked," Kayo deadpans.
"I can assure you my objective was most certainly achieved," The Hood quickly interjects. "I've made my presence known again, I've accessed the Global Defence Force's pitiful ability to mobilize against me, and it's been made perfectly clear that the world's leaders are all too willing to sell out International Rescue to save their own skins," he rapidly lists off.
"So you can rule the world?" Kayo quires, her question making The Hood chuckle.
"I don't want to rule the world," he says, "I simply want to own it. Let someone else run the place." He pauses again before showing his sinister smile again. "I could, however use a little help around here. Interested?"
"Never!" Kayo says defiantly.
"Come now, we are family after all," The Hood concurs.
"I already have a family. On Tracy Island," is the reply.
This causes The Hood to laugh again and shake his head, presumably because, in his eyes, what Kayo had said was ludicrous.
"Families shouldn't keep secrets, Tanusha. Do they know yours?" he asks and the response he got was a deep intake of breath from Kayo, somehow making his evil grin wider, "The man they believe is responsible for the great Jeff Tracy's demise is your very own uncle."
"I'll tell you something they DO know. You're finished... uncle," Kayo replies and takes a step back when some of The Hood's goons turn up behind him.
"Did you really think you could take me and the rest of my forces down all by yourself?" The Hood asks, but is concerned when Kayo starts to smile in return.
"No, I didn't. That's someone else's job," Kayo says and Col. Casey turns up along with the GDF.
"The Hood, I presume," Casey says.
"You're an impressive young women Tanusha, I'm sure we'll meet again," The Hood says and turns away pressing a button that starts a series of explosions to rock the underground building. The GDF starts to retreat apart from Kayo who continues to watch her uncle get away.
"He's blowing the place up, everybody out! That means you too Kayo," Casey says and helps Kayo escape the falling rubble and back out the building
"Thunderbird 5, it's Kayo. I'm gonna to need a ride."
February 20th 2060 - 13:54 NZDT
Everyone walks down to the Thunderbirds hangers only to be greeted with a 7th Thunderbird, which Brains had been working on since just before Jeff's disappearance. "Whoa!" exclaims Kayo.
"How's that for a ride?" Scott asks, "It's all yours Thunderbird S."
"It stands for Thunderbird Shadow," says Gordon.
"Wow, Brains. I've never seen anything like it," says Kayo.
"I'm sorry it look so long. I wanted it to be p-perfect," explains Brains.
"It is. Thank you Brains," replies Kayo.
"Now your really one of us, I guess," says Alan sounding disappointed.
"I should probably check your suit camera for a malfunction," Brains says reaching out.
"That's ok, I accidently turned it off," Kayo responds and walks over to Alan.
"What's wrong Alan?" asks Kayo.
"Nothing, you should be concerned of," replies Alan.
"Alan, we've known each other for years, I know when your lying," argues Kayo.
Alan thinks for a second before replying, "We'll it's just that..."