Scott stood beside the cockpit of his designated Thunderbird staring blankly into the distance waiting near impatiently for his brothers and sister to meet up with him.

As he waited he repeatedly ran though the rescue in his head but all his mind went to was the suspicious someone that didn't fit into the crowd of victims.

He snapped out of his thoughts as his siblings paced towards him; Virgil leading them with Gordon close by, Samantha was trailing behind them with her hands in her braided hair pulling out bobby pins.

As Samantha trailed behind her brothers she kept her sights fixated onto Scott, she noticed that he wasn't acting like he usually did after a rescue where he's usually cool, calm and collected and more relaxed once knowing lives where saved. But this time all Sam could sense from him was an uncomfortable feeling of tension, she could see it in his eyes.

Virgil seemed to have the same thoughts as his sister although he was more suspicious as to why Scott had called them down in the first place and was eager to know why.

Scott straightened up gathering his thoughts together, he moved away from Thunderbird 1 approaching them.

"What is it?" Virgil stopped opposite Scott folding his arms and eyeing him closely.

Scott heaved in a deep breath keeping his expression neutral trying to hide his growing concerns from his younger siblings. "I wanted to ask if you guys saw anyone acting suspicious within that group or anything suspicious in that matter."

Samantha let her hands down as her braid fell onto her shoulder, she stared down her oldest brother the idea of suspicious activity never even occurred to her during the rescue. She blinked a few times before hanging her head down keeping her mouth shut unsure of what to say.

Virgil kept quiet for a moment taking in the question while rethinking over the rescued.

Gordon only just shrugged his shoulders and briefly shook his head responding, "no." Not even making any other second thought on the question.

Samantha watched him out of the corner of her eye frowning a little at his unfazed attitude.

Scott took in the silence and Gordon's one-worded response, he placed his sights on Samantha who quickly turned to him, staying quiet until Virgil broke the silence.

"Not that I saw."

Scott snapped his attention back onto Virgil who was starting to show looks of concern. Scott took in his response briefly looking away from them.

Didn't think they'd noticed much.

Scott glanced back up at them not bothering to ask or explain further, "okay that's all I wanted to know...I'll see you guys back at base."

Scott turned his back and was about to back away, Gordon started to do the same until Virgil snapped out a arm clapping his hand onto his shoulder almost yanking his brother back.

Scott turned around hearing Gordon's stumble. He stared blankly at his siblings standing before him.

"What?"

Sam kept quiet as Gordon shoved Virgil off him. Virgil let his arm down giving Scott a stern glare, his voice lowering and growing tense, "why are you even asking about this?"

Scott ran his gaze across the trio, sighing he gave in keeping his voice low enough for only them to hear, "something doesn't feel right about this rescue..."

Sam exchanged confused glances at her brothers, Gordon looked baffled while Virgil only raised an eyebrow at Scott who simply said, "I'll explain later...when Dad's around."

-

The Hood stood silently alone in the shadows outside of the danger zone, blending himself within the darkness as he observed the four Thunderbirds pilots who saved the day.

After being let back down on the ground in the rescue aftermath The Hood very quickly snuck away from the crowds and remained hidden within the danger zone outskirts. He didn't want to be detected by the authorities that had now taken over the scene.

He watched over the girl and three boys with beady eyes, taking in the sight of them when they were gathered together as well as gaining a better look at their faces when they wondered off and disappeared to their ships. It was rare that he saw the Thunderbird pilots all gathered together like this and he took in every second of it.

The loud rumbling of engines snapped him back to reality. Gusts of strong wind blew out and grey smoke filled the area, he glanced up watching Thunderbird 1 and Thunderbird 6 swiftly lift up into the air before they blasted off at top speed disappearing into the blackening sky with a blur of blue and grey.

Thunderbird 2 gradually followed. The Hood's grin grew more as the massive green carrier ship lifted slowly into the sky then blasting away towards the other two ships.

Satisfied he snuck away from the danger zone pacing speedily through nearby alleyways and back streets eventually disappearing within the crowds heading towards his own vehicle parked by another building much further away from his targeted one.

Rushing away from the crowd he approached the dark coloured vehicle, climbing inside he ripped off the beanie and started the car instantly speeding away moving further and further away from the city.

-

The Hood paced down the dark shadow filled halls of his temple just hours later.

A mischievous grin twitched on his face as he strolled past the various miscellaneously carved pillars that dotted the halls stepping into the large spacious fire-lit main room.

He approached his desk at the other end of the room. Stopping by the edge he leaned over emptying out his coat pockets and sleeve, his eyes meeting the camera device that slipped out and clanked loudly onto the wooden surface.

Ripping off his gloves he curled his fingers around the device placing it down on top of a nearby hologram disk, clicking it in place and pressing a button.

The corner of his mouth twitched as the dull red holograms flashed on in his face, his twitching grin grew more as he waited for the photos to load up.

"International Rescue would have never even detected this..."

Then the photos flashed on.

His smile instantly melted away, his eyes widened at the holograms "what is this!?"

His photographs of the rescue; the ships, cockpits, the pilots everything were no where to be seen. The holographic screen was blank, like he had never even taken anything in the first place.

"NOOO!"

Anger boiling his eyes widened feeling a powerful surge inside him. Tightening his jaw growling in anger he slammed his fist hard on the device, disabling the flickering holograms and destroying the camera device into shards of metal and wiring.

Snatching it up he released it in a powerful throw where it flew across the room smashing into a pillar, the metallic noise of the smash echoing down the halls.

He stared out at the smash area suddenly feeling his eyes morph, heaving in heavy angered breaths he allowed his mind to travel back to his observing of the pilots.

Closing his eyes he pictured them all gathered together talking before they wondered off, his mind took note of them, he thought they all looked similar to each other but it wasn't just that he felt like he'd seen some of their faces before...on certain rescues that is.

He frowned as his mind then went to the sights of the Thunderbirds taking off, he remembered that they all took off in the same direction heading towards somewhere...

"THEIR BASE!"

The Hood snapped his eyes back open again at the thought, he started to sense an idea and a grin began to twitch again.

"If I can just find them at their base my plans would be a lot easier... but where are they based?" He paused turning around towards a deep inlet within the back wall of the room where it was boarded by smaller statued pillars, it's opening covered with draping streams of sliver beads hiding the solid shadowy figure behind it.

Straightening up he carefully approached the inlet standing in front of it. Rolling his shoulders he widened his eyes feeling his irises morph as they began to light up with a deep golden glow.