I do not own either Arrow or Thunderbirds just borrowing for my own devious plan.
AN this is meant to be a one shot but if you want more it can be i've left it open.
Its based on my other Arrow Mutant X crossover where Felicity isn't a normal human she has a genetic alteration where she can enter any technology. If you want to know more please read that.
This idea has bugged me for a while now to the point where i can't concentrate on my other fic so thanks to some excellent advice of tealrose i wrote it down and i can now breath again.
The thunderbirds i've based this on is the 2004 movie but its like almost 10 years on.
Anyway enough of me babbling on the story.
PS i have spotted a few mistakes and updated these as of 29/03/15 thanks
Undertaking Rescue.
John Tracy woke to the warning klaxon. Diving out from under the covers he raced to the control room to investigate the emergency.
On the main screen was displayed a news feed with a blond middle aged woman talking. The news information bar displayed the details 'Moira Queen CEO of Queen Consolidated'. On the global map a small city was marked by the computer, Starling City. As John sat down he muted the klaxon and the sound returned to the news feed.
"...to destroy the Glades and everyone in it. I realise now that my family's safety will mean nothing if i let this dreadful act occur." The woman continued speaking, John half listened to accusations of the culprit. He had heard enough to justify a looming International Rescue emergency.
John activated a call link to Jeff Tracy. It would be 11am on Tracy Island. While John waited he set the computer surveillance to monitor all Starling City's public transmissions for signs of the situation worsening.
Jeff's face appeared on another screen, "Hey John what can i do for you?" Jeff's voice came through the speakers.
"I've got a situation developing, computers alerted to a press release in Starling City. A section of the city is being warned to evacuate. I'm unsure what could occur but it appears to be a terrorist threat of some kind." John reported to Jeff.
"Okay i will contact the mayor see if they need us. Stay on alert. Thanks John." Jeff replied.
"FAB Thunderbird 5 out." John ended the call. He continued monitoring the stations feeds.
Jeff immediately contacted the mayor of Starling City. It concerned him when they had terrorist disasters, sending his boys into conflicted areas. They didn't have enough danger saving people in the crossfire but it put them on the target lists for interfering.
On the 7th ring the phone finally connected, "Starling City Mayor's Office. How can i help?" The voice sounded harassed Jeff felt for the poor woman, crises were not easy to deal with.
"This is International Rescue. We would like to speak to the Mayor and offer our services in regards to the city's current developing situation." Jeff spoke in his formal commanding voice.
"Oh." The woman sounded shocked. She quickly overcame the reaction at the unexpected call, "Yes i will put you straight through. Thank you." She continued sounded a little relieved.
The line rung once before a male voice answered sharply, "YES!"
Jeff ignored the volumed of stress he could hear in the one word and answered. "Mayor this is International Rescue. We understand there is a situation undergoing in your city and we would like to extend our services."
Jeff heard the huge sigh over the line and a small smile graced his lips. It never ceased to amaze him at the extent of the positive relationship he and his family have made by helping as International Rescue.
"Yes. Your services would be welcomed. We are trying to evacuate The Glades as we speak. The alleged culprit is currently being apprehended but until we do we're unsure what we are dealing with. A source has reported the use of a man made earthquake making machine. If this is true i fear the damage could be catastrophic." The Mayor answered.
Jeff assessed the Mayor's information, he came to a decision. "Mayor International Rescue will arrive in your city in an hour, we will assist in the evacuations and be on hand should the situation worsen."
"Thank you International Rescue." The Mayor thanked.
Jeff hung up. He activated Command and Control, he also triggered the call for the thunderbirds to assemble.
The glass windows of Jeff's office were closed off by shutters, the desk in the room began to rotate with the monitoring equipment for missions appearing as the typical office equipment was hidden away. Lastly the family portrait on the wall disappeared to be replaced with individual portraits of the thunderbird pilots and crews. John's picture slid away to reveal an established live feed to the pilot of Thunderbird 5.
"Thunderbird 5 receiving over." John answered.
"John we are responding to the Starling City emergency. Potential earthquake disaster." Jeff reported.
"FAB" John replied.
The room suddenly exploded into noise and movement as the Tracy family arrived for action. Amongst the Tracy men was Brains.
"Brains i want you in charge of Command and Control. We have an evacuation and terrorist threat of city destruction by earthquake. All hands in service for this one. Tin-Tin, Fermat..." Jeff was cut off from asking as both parties shouted, "We're in!"
Jeff moved out of the desk area as Brains moved forward and assumed the position. Jeff continued around the control centre until he faced his portrait. The other thunderbirds followed suit. Once all were paired the portraits slid upwards revealing the silo chutes. All stood at attention waiting for their orders.
"Scott, Gordon you're with me in Thunderbird 1. Virgil, Alan, Fermat and Tin-Tin in thunderbird 2. Pick up mole pod." Jeff ordered.
As one unit they all stepped into the chutes and turned to face the control room. "Thunderbirds are GO!" Jeff cried out and in unison the other thunderbirds replied, " FAB" acknowledging their orders and readiness to leave.
The portraits slid back into position and they were off.
Felicity heard Oliver as Tommy died. He had left his channel open. She flinched as more rubble fell from the roof in another aftershock. She regretted telling Oliver she was fine, she really wasn't she was scared now the aftershocks were reaching further than the earthquake device. "Enough, I'm leaving." She mumbled to herself, Merlyn was dead, Tommy was dead and the undertaking still happened. There wasn't much else she could do now except get out before she got hurt.
As she stood and stepped back from the desk another aftershock it and with it one of the overhead metal beams dislodged and fell square on to Felicity's shoulders taking her to the ground and pinning her there. Other rubble followed covering her legs and lower body.
Screaming in pain she hopped Oliver heard here through the comm. She didn't know that the last tremor had wiped out local communications.
After what felt like a lifetime of eerie silence Felicity began to panic. She couldn't move, her phone was destroyed next to her and she was locked away in a secret lair where no one would ever look to find her. She didn't know if Oliver would come back for her she had told him everything was fine.
"I'm going to die down here alone." She sobbed.
More rubble suddenly dislodged and collided with the computer desk knocking the monitors off. One cable came to rest within touching distance if Felicity's fingers.
She lay the tips of her fingers on the cable and headed into her computer system. "I need help." She mumbled allowed. Screens if data appeared floating around the space she was in showing police, ambulance and firefighters. Felicity scrolled until she abruptly stopped. "If i hack the communication tower i can send a message out someone will come then. No no no i can't Oliver will kill me its his secret base." Felicity thought aloud.
The screens changed to show brightly coloured aircraft and fan blog pages. It gave her hope she went back the the original plan with a new target to contact. She closed all the screens down and accessed her hacking programme. She 'borrowed' the local communications tower but it was silent, "Damn it." She cursed. Getting depressed for a moment before a genius idea struck. "Satellite feeds." And she dived straight into 'borrowing' them.
It was silent no transmissions in or around Starling City. Just as despair creeped in there was a spike on the frequency. Jumping on to the transmission she followed it back to the origin.
Felicity found herself in a state of the art super computer system. She couldn't see which organisation owned it she just hoped it was who she was after. She needed to access the hardware and gain someone's attention. As she tried to access the system controls a cage erected around her trapping her in place.
"Someone out there wants me trapped." She sank to the floor bringing her knees to her chest a few tears escaping. She couldn't even return to her body. Her mind suddenly raced with theories of what could happen to her if she was deleted like a common virus.
John watched the evacuations of The Glades on the news reports right up until the communication tower went down. Then he was solely reliant on the transmissions of his fellow Thunderbirds to know what was going on. It sounded like a mass The glades was still half populated when the first tremor struck.
John monitored the tectonic movements and warned the Thunderbirds on their activity. As the last tremor passed he informed them that the aftershocks were over.
Seconds later the computer warning system in Thunderbird 5 announced a security breach. Surprised John accessed the security programme. 'How odd.' He thought to himself. The coding was something he had never encountered before.
Out of curiosity he opened the quarantine folder containing the virus but what he found startled him. Instead of a screen full of the virus programming code he had an image of a young blonde woman. She was sat with her chin resting on her hands placed over her knees and a tears running down her cheeks. Suddenly she moved like something caught her attention. Her head moved until her baby blue eyes that were hidden behind her dark rimmed glasses connected with John's 'HELP ME!' She mouthed.
John fell from his chair in fright. The screen went out of view for a few seconds. John shook his head, "You have been awake too long this time." He mumbled to himself. He shook his head and chanced a peek over the desks edge. The woman's face was right up in the screen concern etched on her face like she had seen what had happened.
Taking a risk John removed the security quarantine. If it turned out to be a trojan virus they deserved to win with the brilliance and John would take the flack from his dad.
"Help me, please I'm trapped. Well i was trapped in your security to thanks for saving me from that entrapment and awesome security system by the way... I'm rambling 3, 2, 1. I'm trapped in Starling City please help me." She rushed babbled faster than normal.
John opened and closed his mouth several times like a fish out of water trying to process what was going on, his eyes and ears were seeing and hearing but not quite believing. Then help me registered and his Thunderbird training took over.
"Where are you trapped?" He asked. "I'm under a nightclub/steel foundry in the West side of The Glades, it's called Verdant. I'm under a steel beam and rubble i can't move at all." Felicity answered.
"Are you hurt that you know of?" John asked. "No just stuck."
"Hang on." He held up a finger to the woman pausing her and opened up a transmission. "Thunderbird 5 to Mobile Control over."
"Mobile Control receiving over." The speakers came to life with the formal greeting.
"I have a distress signal from a nightclub stroke steel foundry in the west side of The Glades can anyone attempt rescue over." John relayed the information he had.
A few long moments went by before a transmission returned. "Thunderbird 5 we have 2 crew in the area they are on their way ETA 5 minutes over." Felicity relaxed letting her held breath go, John noticed.
"FAB Mobile Control over and out." John closed the transmission. He turned his attention back to the woman. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. I really thought i was going to be lost down there, no one knew i was there." She answered.
"While we wait for rescue to arrive why don't you tell me your name and how exactly you're here in our undetectable systems. I'm John by the way."
"Felicity. I'm a super IT genius would you believe that?" John shook his head, no. This was the bit Felicity hadn't thought through she kept her secret secret for a reason. 'Here goes.' She cheered herself on. "I have an ability when i touch tech i can enter it, mind mind connects like i'm inside. I couldn't contact the police and as i was about to give up i found a satellite transmission and followed it to here."
John sat silent mulling over what she had said, it seemed unbelievably impossible but being a Tracy he knew anything was possible.
Continuing to babble filing in John's silence Felicity asked, "You said Thunderbird 5. I thought there were only 4. That's all anyone has ever seen."
John laughed, he found it funny that this lady was trapped, had fought so hard to get help and asked the most random of questions that made perfect sense. They didn't advertise his Thunderbird she was too vulnerable to enemy attacks, the hood proved that.
"Sorry I'm not laughing at you, that was an unexpe ted question. It's a secret if i told you I'd have to kill you and that would mean going against our rescue code of practice." He replied.
"Its a space station isn't it?" Felicity automatically retorted, "oops please don't kill me I can keep a secret i promise."
"It's okay, how did you guess?" John asked. Felicity was smart.
"Your transmission was on the satellite communication and width so i educated a guess. If you were on earth you're more likely to have been found by now with geographical satellite imaging." She replied.
"Fermat to Thunderbird 5." The speakers came to life.
"Thunderbird 5 receiving over." John replied.
"We are at the location verdant. The only basement access door is coded. Do we know the code? I can hack but it will take some time over." Fermat replied.
"495273186" Felicity answered.
John relayed the code to Fermat. "FAB Thunderbird 5"
"I will go back i don't want ..." Felicity was cut off by John. "Wait, stay until they find you just in case. I.. we have no way to contact you if things go wrong."
"Yeah that would be the smart thing." Felicity replied nervously.
They waited in silence that seemed to stretch for hours but was only moments.
"Should i question why you're in a locked basement underneath a nightclub alone during an evacuation?" John broke the slightly awkward silence.
"Its a secret?" John looked accusingly at Felicity for that answer.
"One secret for another. I can't say too much it's not my place to say but i was helping the Vigilante with the tech. He's not a bad person he's just trying to save the city. We were trying to deactivate the device and we did one of them Merlyn had another one it was too late to stop it. We all tried our hardest." Felicity babbled.
Before John could reply the speakers came to life. "Alan to Thunderbird 5 we are inside. 1 female found unconscious but her eyes John they are glowing." John looked to Felicity for an explanation but she was gone.
"She's rousing." Alan corrected himself.
"Look after her Alan." "FAB" and the transmission ended. John looked again at the screen that had held Felicity. He suddenly felt very lonely for the first time in his life.
Felicity heard Alan over the speakers. As he was about to describe her appearance she fled back to her body. It would be hard enough to face one person seeing her like that she didn't want to see John's reaction. She had enjoyed being in his company he made her almost forget what was going on.
In seconds she was back. Her body ached so badly she just wanted to get out. She heard Alan report her rousing to John. She had her eyes closed in embarrassment he'd seen her eyes and she didn't want to see his judging.
"Hello ma'am. Can you hear me? My name is Alan, I'm from International Rescue here to get you out." Alan spoke gently but firmly. He was crouched next to the woman's head with a hand on her shoulder.
"Felicity not ma'am that makes me sound old." She jested as she moved her head and gave up opening her eyes to look at Alan. She noted there was no disgust or fear from him just a friendly face that resembled John's. He had blonde hair but it was a deeper shade, John's had been a shocking bleach blond.
"Just manners Felicity, you're a brave lady. We are going to lift the rubble and beam off you. If you can crawl out?" Alan asked.
Felicity nodded, "Yeah i can do that."
"Ready Fermat." Alan called his partner over. Fermat had been checking the stability of the ceiling for their safety. At the call Fermat made his way over to Alan and Felicity. Both men carefully lifted and moved the smaller rubble from off Felicity.
"What were you doing down here by yourself Felicity? Didn't you know about the evacuation?" Alan enquired trying to make easy conversation.
"Its a secret i can't tell you. I was trying to help, it didn't go to plan." Felicity answered. She could feel the weight slowly lifting as each piece was moved it was a welcomed relief.
"Huh, secret that sounds interesting. Can you answer how you were helping?" Alan continued. He and Fermat were both now readying to lift the steel beam.
"I 'borrowed' the design schematics for the earthquake device and talked a detective through the disabling process. We didn't know there was another one." Felicity's voice cracked on the last sentence the situation finally getting to her again.
"I'm sure you did everything you possibly could. Now Felicity were going to lift the beam. Are you ready to move?" Alan asked.
"Yeah." Felicity replied she flexed her legs and arms in readiness.
"On the count of three," Alan instructed. He squatted down and placed his hands on the beam. Fermat nodded his understanding and mimicked Alan's movements.
"1...2...3." Alan heaved straightening his legs, fermat did the same. The beam rose about a foot, less on Fermat side as he was shorter than Alan.
Felicity felt the weight lift and she heaved a huge breath now that her chest was free to move then she scrambled to get out.
Once Felicity was clear the Thunderbirds lowered the beam to the ground and took a second to relax before getting back to action.
Fermat moved to Felicity's side, he looked her over head to toe for any visible injuries. "Miss?" He questioned to attract Felicity's attention.
Felicity heard miss and turned towards the voice she saw a short geeky looking man. He was a brunette with thick rimmed glasses. His features were completely different to Alan's Felicity noted.
"Felicity, just Felicity. Miss sounds like i'm a teacher." She replied.
"You don't like formalities much." Alan replied chuckling.
"There is a time and place like business meetings not mass disasters. But i do appreciate you have a reputation to uphold." She answered.
"Do you hurt anywhere?" Fermat asked returning the conversation back on track.
"No i ache but nothing a hot bath and wine won't fix."
"Both men laughed. This Felicity was priceless in personality.
"Let's get you out of here." Alan said. Moving forward he picked up a discarded backpack and flung it on. Fermat motioned Felicity forward and he brought up the rear, also retrieving a backpack like Alan's.
Out on the street Alan updated John on their progress.
"Tell him thank you." Felicity added.
Alan relayed the message and repeated John's reply. "It's what we do but you're welcome. You know where we are if you need any help."
"We will take you to the safe zone." Fermat informed as they started moving towards the city skyline that was still standing.
"Alan to Mobile Control over." Felicity heard Alan as they walked in silence. The streets were eerily quiet in the aftermath of the destruction.
She never heard the response only Alan start talking again after a moment of silence, "Scott we're on route to your location with walking casualty ETA 10 minutes."
A pause of silence before "FAB" It now bugged Felicity what the FAB call sign meant she would ask if she saw them after everything was over.
Eight minutes later they arrived at the safe zone which was also International Rescue's on site operations coordination area. Felicity's feet stopped moving as her brain stopped functioning at the sight that beheld her eyes. Thunderbird 1 was sat towering over the hustle and bustle of the site. It was huge, intimidating and majestic all at once. The blue colour in the dark looked beautiful and recalling the pictures Felicity had ever seen on the craft they didn't do it justice.
Alan and fermat tried to hide their chuckles at Felicity's awestruck face. "Come on." Alan gently coaxed Felicity forward using her arm and his hand placed on her back. "She's more beautiful up close. The medics are underneath lots of time to stare."
A few footsteps and Felicity's mind rebooted. "I don't need medics, I'm sure there are more urgent cases." Felicity argued but Alan cut her off. "Part of the condition of rescue. If you refuse we will put you back." He jokingly said cheeky smirk on his face.
"Fine." Felicity mock grumbled.
Suddenly she was surrounded by medics and lost sight of Alan and Fermat. She didn't get to thank them.
The medics fussed over Felicity, they guided her to the back of a truck and wrapped her in a foil blanket. They checked her for head injuries, broken bones, internal bleeding. Eventually they were happy that she was well and cleared her. The staff continually exclaimed how lucky she was to walk away with only cuts and bruises.
Felicity wandered around the site marvelling at Thunderbird 1 she wasn't one for drooling over a vehicle but there was something special about the blue and silver aircraft.
Being so distracted Felicity ended up colliding into someone. "Sorry." She immediately apologised before she actually noticed who she had collided with.
He was a tall brunette and immediately she noticed how similar he looked to John, he was also dressed in an all in one suit like Alan and Fermat only it was less dirty. She could tell it was a light blue colour and around the seams was a deeper blue, the badges on his left shoulder were in a matching blue to the seams.
"Are you okay miss? You look lost." The Thunderbird asked.
"Uh yeah I'm just. I'm not sure i lost contact with my friends they were in The Glades." She hesitantly babbled.
"No problem, we have a register of everyone found and brought through here and one for still missing. Let's go check them." The Thunderbird kindly offered.
"Thanks. Its Felicity by the way not miss."
"Scott." The Thunderbird offered his hand and they shook. "Are you by chance the same Felicity Alan and Fermat rescued?"
"Yes. I didn't get to say thank you. I wasn't being rude the medics just swarmed me." Felicity apologised feeling bad.
"Don't worry they understand. I was just on my way to check on how you were, John asked." Scott informed.
"Oh." Felicity was speechless 'a stranger was more concerned about her than her friends, although Dig's excused he's injured. Oliver's just vanished' she thought.
They walked up to a red box type device the front panel had the letters Mobile Control written in yellow, the top appeared to be a glass surface and was covered with different information screens. Felicity made the connection to where the other Thunderbirds had been talking to earlier.
Scott leant over and touching one screen it enlarged to document filled with names. "Who are you looking for?"
"John Diggle." She asked first. If Oliver hadn't changed he wouldn't risk being seen so unlikely she'd find him on the list.
Scott typed in the name and name and got a match. "He's been taken to Starling General."
"Thank goodness." Felicity breathed a relief. 'One down one to go' she thought. "Oliver Queen."
Scott paused at the name, Moira Queen had been the one to warn the city of the disaster looming. He typed the name in. No matches. Felicity watched and felt her heart sink. Scott noticed Felicity's change. "Don't worry there were a lot evacuated before, he maybe with them."
"Of course yeah." Felicity tried to hide her disappointment and fear for Oliver.
"I will keep my eye out for the name during the remainder of the of the rescue operation." Scott offered.
"Thank you. I will be at the hospital with my friend."
Felicity found John, he had been patched up and was waiting for discharge. Felicity told him of her own adventure minus the exact details on how she contacted IR. She told him that Oliver was still missing after Tommy's death.
"He will turn up." Diggle reassured.
Once Diggle was discharged they took a taxi to Felicity's apartment. Dig watched her safely into the building before heading home himself.
Felicity ran a bath and got herself cleaned up. When she was finished she wrapped herself in her favorite fluffy robe and went to get dressed.
On her way to the bedroom a frantic banging on her door started. She changed direction and went to investigate. When she opened it Oliver was stood there breathless and frantic looking.
"Oliver you're okay. What's wrong?" Felicity pushed the door back granting Oliver entry.
He moved forward and grabbed Felicity turning her this way and that inspecting her face for head injuries. "I saw the mess in the foundry. You said it was fine the East side was worse." He angrily stated.
"I'm okay. The aftershocks caused the damage i was fine when you asked. The Thunderbirds rescued me." She replied escaping Oliver's grip and moving into the room.
"How did they get find you? The perimeter is secure." He demanded.
"I sent out a distress signal, my location and the passcode."
"You compromised the foundry." He freaked out.
"No i saved myself. John was hurt and you disappeared, the comms were down. I waited as long as i dared for you to come back and you didn't. I screamed and cried out hoping you could hear me. I thought i was going to die down there alone and forgotten." A few tears escaped and slid down Felicity's face, her voice was steady and calm.
Oliver cringed he was wallowing in self pity he forgot about his IT girl. Too ashamed of his actions and how badly this night continued to get he turned and left.
Felicity turned around hearing the sound of her door closing, she was alone. 'He left after all that he's just running away again. Oliver damn Queen' she mentally cursed.
Felicity stormed to her bedroom to get dressed. She needed to inform International Rescue that Oliver Queen was alive.
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