Alan was Directing people to the upper deck of the cruise. He saw all sorts of people. Old and rich, young with parents wearing fancy clothing, some with shiny bold hair next to people with hair draping down their back. He was trying to keep the crowd of people calm but it wasn't easy, everybody was curious and of course rumours had started to spread. "Everyone! You'll be informed soon but for now please cooperate with us and get inside the ball room, international rescue is on the case." The captain bellowed. Alan could see peoples head popping up like merkats looking for something slightly more professional than a boy in a leotard. The captains' encouragement reassured the crowed and that calmed things down a little bit but not to make it easy. But thinking about Alan realised when was this job easy.

Over the com's unit Virgil's voice was heard," Gordons in the water." Alan knew that Gordon was going into the sea but he wasn't entirely sure why. Not long after he finished guiding everyone into the ball room he went to go find Scott. He found him programming thunderbird 1 to disconnect from the cruise and to hover far above. He then turned to look at his youngest brother.

"Scott, everyone's in the safest part possible." Scott nodded at this statement.

"Thanks Alan," Scott pulled his index finger to his ear," John what's the ETA of impact?" Alan did the same as Scott and listened to the response.

"ETA 15 minutes, you and Alan need to get covered ASAP. " John replied. Scott nodded to Alan and the headed towards the ball room entrance.

Underneath the cruise was a little yellow submarine with a black painted 'thunderbird 4' on the side. Gordon was inside listening to the teams' conversation as he glided through the ocean. He hummed to himself and leaned back on his chair. The little submarine glided without trouble though the blue pacific ocean. All was calm until his path was disturbed by thunderbird 4 shaking ferociously. Gordon jumped up and pressed almost every button to stabilize himself but it was no use. Thunderbird 4 along with Gordon plummeted to the sea bed below. Gordon hit his head on the dash board and knocked himself out.

Up in space John's attention was draw to the loud blaring sirens from thunderbird 4's logo. Something wasn't right. He put up a camera footage of the fallen sub to see it completely shut down on the seabed. "Gordon! Gordon do you read me?!" nothing was heard. "Guys thunderbird 4 is down I repeat, Thunderbird 4 is down."

"What!" Virgil's voice sounded confused and worried as he sat in thunderbird 2's copit.

"What happened?" Alan asked, "Where is he?"

"Guys quiet! You focus on the cruises stability whilst I focus on reaching Gordon." John ordered sounding as calm as ever. But he wasn't. None of the Tracy brothers were. That's one of the negatives of this job. No matter what happens to one of their team mates, their brothers, they always have to focus on the matter at hand.

"Guys he'll be fine." Scott reassured his brothers, and himself. "We need to carry on with the mission at hand."

"FAB" the brothers carried on with their tasks.

"OK John how long left?" Virgil asked tense in his seat. Hopefully this plan will work. It had become a poriety for all ships to install strong anchors. Virgil was there to activate them for international rescue had access to these anchors. It was, after all, Brains who designed them.

"ETA 5 minutes Virgil, are you ready with those anchors." John replied

"Affirmative John ready to activate any second. Virgil reported sat up in his seat looking at the cruise below.

Soon after John broke the silence, "Ok Virgil activate them now." In an instant the thick metal anchors shot to the sea and secured themselves into the sea bed. What Virgil saw was both Horrifying and beautiful at the same time. What he saw was a huge wave measuring up to approximately 40 meters high. It didn't land on the cruise, the wave crashed into the ocean next to the cruise and if it wasn't for the anchors the ship would have capsized.

That doesn't mean that the impact wasn't difficult. Even in the safest part of the cruise the impact caused the room to rock veraciously and the lights to go out. In the ball room Alan and Scott were trying to hold on to anything that kept their balance. Before the wave hit Scott told everyone to get down. But even though everyone was down on the ground people were sliding and colliding into other people. The rocking occurred for what seemed like an eternity but was only for about a minute.

When the rocking stopped Scott, Alan and the rest of the crew turned on their torches and even though it wasn't completely pitch black outside it was still dark. "Is everyone ok?" Scott asked helping Alan up. He question was returned with replies of reasurment accompanied by groans of people getting up and finding their balance. They checked the lower decks to check if everyone was ok. Just a few bumps and bruises.

The captain approached Scott," Thank you intentional rescue. Our weather monitors didn't pick up any strange activity. So we were fortunate that you came."

"It's no problem, you should get the passengers back to land." Scott suggested.

"Ok, what about you?"

"Were going to stay behind and search for one of our team mates who we lost contact with." Scott said trying to hide his worry.

"Do you want some of my men and me to stay and help? It's the least we could do." Offered the captain.

"We'll be fine. However is there a chance that you could take the passengers back to land by the lifeboats, our aircrafts have limited fuel and may need a place to land."

"Of course." The captain told his men to prepare the life boats. Each boat could hold 400 passengers because they were large boats stored in the lower boats cargo. It didn't take long to gather everyone and their possessions onto the lifeboats and to set sail for land leaving the Tracy brothers on the cruise. Virgil landed Thunderbird 2 cautiously on the deck.

"Thunderbirds, we have a brother to find."

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