Title: The Prefect Disaster
Rating: T
Summary: Not everyone is out to get IR for its technology – some hate the personnel of IR just for ruining their 'fun.'
Notes: A group like IR attracts a lot of attention, not all of it good. Now it has been mentioned in both series that the tech used by IR is a pretty big carrot for the bad guys to want to steal for their own personal gain, the idea behind this however, is a person that hates IR just for existing, this person does not give a **** about IR's Tech, in fact he would like a dog that somehow caught the car if he ever did get his hands on the Thunderbirds.
Disclaimer: I don't own Thunderbirds, I'm just playing with an idea, that hasn't really come up in both series.
The Prefect Disaster
They ruined it for him again.
It took time to do these things, the setup, the planning, getting things just right so the suffering can go on for days.
Then these guys show up and ruin everything.
As soon as that silver rocket plane suddenly appears in the sky, the screams of pain turn into cheers of relief.
Then the big green monstrosity of theirs turns up and they know they are saved.
Ruining his fun… Again!
What would he give to see those men in blue uniforms a colourful sashes burn, to scream in pain like his victims that were meant to before they ruined everything.
He remembered the first time he heard the screams of pain he loved so much, he was on a skiing holiday with his so called parents, when an avalanche killed some bigwig former astronaut's wife and father. His cries along with the cries of his mother and his brats, created a symphony he wanted to hear again and again.
He started out small, little old ladies slipping in the street and kids flying off their bikes for no good reason, by the time it had escalated to cut brake lines and arson attacks, his parents realized that there was something wrong with him and tried to stop him.
He made them and his sibling suffer for weeks before they died.
After that he wanted more, the prefect disaster, where even GDF couldn't stop never ending pain, but these Thunder-idiot's in their fancy planes, kept ruining everything!
He needed a plan…
He knew that there were at least five of them.
Grey sash appeared to be the one in charge.
Green was the heavy lifter.
If Yellow was there, he was often seen with the funny vehicles they called pods.
Red was probably the rookie since he, as well as the only female member on the team, rarely turned up at any of the rescues. But Red was never left alone - he was always with at least one other member of the group usually Yellow or the Woman.
While the Woman wasn't as protected as Red, she was most definitely not the weak link of the group. He had already tried to kill her in pervious disaster that the Thunderbirds ruined, thinking she would be easy to get to, but Red shrieked, and the Bitch nearly knocked him out for his trouble, heck he had to use a grenade and one of his patsy's to get away from her crazy ass.
He sighed as he watched Grey, Green and Yellow ruin his handy work, Red and the Crazy Bitch weren't with them today. He figured out if he wanted to really hurt these guys he had to get Red in his clutches and make him disappear, and while International Rescue looked for their missing member, that they would never find, he could execute his prefect disaster without interference… But this disaster wasn't big enough to bring out Red.
Oh well, back to the drawing board, time to choose a new location to inflict his pain, and plan…
Notes: Now I don't see Alan as an easy target, as this whack job does, in fact…