Hey guys! Wow! I can't believe what has all gone on in the past 24 hours! Not only did I receive wonderful reviews, gain the most wonderful BETA ever-thanks so much Athena's Owl!- but I also had a personal tragedy occur. I won't go into details really, but it is a big shock. Anyway, there may have been some confusion in my summary and my course of action for this story; basically it's the same plot line where the Hood infiltrates Tracy Island and tires to steal the Thunderbirds, traps Jeff and the boys minus Alan on Thunderbird 5, and tries to eliminate Alan, Tin-Tin, and Fermat. This version will be a little more dramatic and a tad of violence and gore. As for updating, it might be a little irregular, but I will do my best to my loyal reviewers! Thanks again to everyone who reviewed and to my awesome BETA!!!

P.S. I also noticed that when I posted the first chapter, some of the words and sentences got left out. I don't know why that is happening, I keep trying to fix it, so if there is any confusion, please tell me and I will try to fix it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Thunderbirds or Most Dangerous Game, though I wish I owned the Thunderbirds!

Alan stared out the window of FAB 1 and thought about what he was going to do over Spring break. Of course there was that essay for math and of course he had to look at that debate information for Arthur. That would be interesting as the last time Wharton had been in the running for regionals was back in 1989 . Arthur hoped to go to regionals, nationals, and then maybe then worlds. It was a pretty far stretch, but Arthur said that nothing was impossible when they had their secret weapon. Apparently Arthur thought that Alan was a master or debating and negotiating since he was the youngest of five boys. Arthur was determined that since Alan was on the team, they were bound to win what ever debate they went into. So far, they had managed an undefeated season, and it wasn't because Alan was a master of debate because of his bothers; it was because he was just a master of debate.

Alan brought himself back into the present as he heard Lady Penelope talking to Fermat about the school year so far. Fermat was eagerly filling her in on all of the competitions that he and his mathletes team had been in; they too had had an undefeated season. As Fermat wound up his speech, Alan brought himself back down to earth. He knew that he would be interrogated next, and was coming up with ways to dodge the obvious questions about his school and after school activities. Fermat already knew that Alan wasn't ready for anyone to know that he was the first Sophomore soccer captain that Wharton's had ever had, or that he was on the current affairs/debate team. Fermat and Tin-Tin were the only ones who knew, and he had sworn them to secrecy. God knows what praise or "helpful" hints his family would give him if they found out. As of right now, Alan was perfectly content to only have his two best friends knowing his secret.

Parker's voice cut into Alan's musings as he announced that they were approaching Tracy Island. Alan began to feel a feeling of excitement as he thought of getting to see his family once again. At the same time, that small feeling of apprehension wiggled its way back into his head. He looked back at Fermat and Lady Penelope and could see in their faces that they were excited to be going back to paradise. Alan looked down at his backpack and started to repack the debate folder he had had out previously as Parker's voice sounded once again and said that they had some company. Alan's head snapped up and he looked up and out of the window in time to see Thunderbird 1 and it's pilot pull up alongside FAB-1. Alan grinned and gave the thumbs up sign at his older brother Scott. Scott grinned back- his grin conveying how happy he was to see his youngest brother coming back home- and waved. Alan then whipped his head around in time to see Thunderbird 2 pull up and watched as his dad saluted him. Alan felt the same excitement every time he saw the Thunderbirds. He smirked as Scott pulled up and turned over Thunderbird 2 and then both 'birds accelerated towards the island. Lady Penelope also smirked and said with a fond tone that that was showing off. Alan looked at the Thunderbirds in the distance and quietly stated that he wished that were him. He thought that it had gone unnoticed, but all three other occupants of the vehicle had heard him.

Alan stepped out of FAB-1 and pulled his jacket and backpack on his shoulders as the warm tropical breeze blew his hair and warmed him. He gave a relaxed smile as reveled in being back in paradise. He heard the familiar roar as Thunderbirds 1 and 2 descended back into their silos. Alan knew that he would have plenty of time to go to his room and put up all of the evidence of the debate and soccer teams, before he even saw his brothers or father. It was mandatory that after a rescue, Jeff and who ever went out on the mission did a mission debrief. Depending on how the mission went, the debrief could take 5 minutes, or it could take 30. Either way, Alan liked being able to unpack with out any hovering elder brothers. Alan loved them, but man! A guy needs his space sometimes! Alan turned around and helped Fermat and Parker get their suitcases out of the trunk of FAB-1 and started carrying them up to the villa.

All around him, there were the tell tale signs of paradise; birds, plants, and of course the weather. Alan, Fermat, Parker and Lady Penelope finished their walk up to the villa, where they then parted ways; Lady Penelope and Parker to Lady Penelope's personal guest bedroom, Fermat down to his father's lab, which doubled as their living quarters, and Alan to his bedroom. Alan finished the walk up to his bedroom and pushed open the door. He smiled as he saw the familiar interior; the bed, desk, dresser, closet, bathroom, and the wide open balcony. He put his bags down and walked out to the balcony. He sighed as he smelled the fresh sea breeze and felt the warmth of the sun on his face. He looked around and realized how lucky he was to have a home like this. It was a complete paradise; the only downside was that sooner or later there was bound to be an epic argument between him and his dad.

These arguments were legendary and everybody knew to stay away from either of them for at least 2 hours after one. They included a whole range of topics but the most common were about school and becoming a Thunderbird. Alan could never seem to get good enough grades in school; sure he made good grades, but they weren't in the classes his dad wanted them to be in. Math and Science had been Scott and John's strong subjects; Biology and Chemistry were Virgil and Gordon's, and it seemed to Alan that that's what Jeff wanted Alan to be good at. Alan loved English, history, and of course debate; but Jeff overlooked those. Also, Jeff seemed to think that Alan didn't do any extracurricular activities. They didn't grade those classes, so unless Alan told anybody, nobody knew that he was taking them. Alan wished that he could tell them, but knew that his brothers would try and help him with soccer and the debate team, and he wanted something that was his and his only.

A soft knock startled Alan and he heard Fermat's voice coming from outside the door. "A-Alan, s-s-supers r-ready." "'Kay Fermat, I'll be right there." "Y-you b-better! Otherwise O-Onaha s-said that your dessert would be g-given to G-Gordon!" Alan could hear the laughter in Fermat's voice; there was no way that Gordon was getting his dessert! Onaha made the best desserts ever and it was hard to resist them. Alan quickly finished putting his clothes and school stuff away, and then changed into a less formal version of his school uniform. It was a T-shirt that had the Wharton's logo on it, jeans, and a jacket that said Wharton's, but really it was one of Alan's old soccer training jackets.

Alan exited the room and looked down the long hallway towards his father's office. The door was still closed with a red light beeping on the lock; that usually meant that the mission debrief was still going on. Alan sighed with longing and a slight sadness and continued down the stairs towards the kitchen. He could smell burgers, fries, and a long list of good food. He walked into the kitchen moments later and was suddenly engulfed in a warm hug. The smell of fresh rain and tropical flowers filled his nose as he returned the hug to his mother figure.

"Alan! It's so good to see you again! Why, you're skin and bones! What do they feed you at this so called "prestigious" boarding school?" Alan laughed and answered cheekily, "rats and gruel," which was then returned by a swat on the head and a loving smile from Onaha Belegnat, the Tracy's housekeeper/ cook. Alan and Fermat talked with Onaha for a few more minutes, and the both heard the approach of their fathers. Alan felt a deep ache come from inside him as he heard his father's deep, slightly gruff voice echo through out the room. Alan turned around and watched as his father, the great Jefferson Tracy entered the room with his loyal engineer, Professor Hiram Hackenbacker at his side. Both Alan and Fermat ran to their father's as they got nearer to the kitchen.

"Dad!," Alan enthusiastically gave his father a warm bear hug as he heard Fermat do the same. "Alan! Look at you! You've grown!" Alan grinned up at his dad, a feeling of safeness and security washed over him. Jeff probably would have said more, but suddenly you could hear the sound of many thundering feet on the floor upstairs and in the hallway. "Uh Oh! Incoming!," Jeff laughed as the Scott, Virgil, and Gordon stampeded into the room, intent on being the first to welcome his little brother home. Shouts of "Hey Sprout," and "Kiddo" echoed off the walls as Alan's brothers gave him high fives and ruffled his hair. It reminded him of an assembly line; after they said hi to him they moved on to say high to Fermat. Alan looked around and realized that although his family was crazy, it was his family and he wouldn't trade it for anything.

So that's it for Chapter 2! I know that its really short, and that after all of this time you loyal followers deserve a better and longer chapter, but school is crazy and finding time to type is hard. So, keep reviewing and thanks once again to my lovely and talented BETA…Athena's Owl!!