The Island of Sodor… Is surrounded by beautiful blue sea. It has fields of green and sandy yellow beaches.
There are river's, Mountains, and lot's of tree's where the birds sing. There are old castle's, and Quarries, and lot's of Docks where visitors and Industry for the Island arrive.
This Island also has lots of Engines… Such as one… now puffing up the track…
"AND I HAVE NEVER HEARD SUCH BULLSHIT!"
A Blue Tender engine stood at the Platform of Knapford Station, He had six driving wheels, Two wheels in the front and a Large Cab, His name was Thorkell, And today, he was in a particularly volatile mode.
"Listen up folks, Reverend Awdry and the folks across the pond are LIARS, and HACKS!" He declared to the passengers and any engine standing around who would listen. "You want the Island of Sodor! THIS is the Island of Sodor! James the Red Engine is NOT A Class 28, He is a Class 29! Big difference! Devious Diesel is only allowed back after all his shit, because he promised the Fat Man twenty bucks! Edwards' existence is NOT defined by Gordons Hill! Nia and Rebecca! You Mattel ladies feelin nice today?!
He glared at the two female engines, Who were standing too far away.
"Must be nice bein the source of GeNdEr AppRoPrIaTiOn!" He spat. "Henry and Edward were really Unsuitable for modern times, So that's why you're here! Girl Power am I right! Girl power over Culture!"
Both engines just scowled and puffed away.
"Yeah, Puff away! And you know what else?!" Thorkell continued. "I bet you people don't know "What the Bloody Hell am I?! What the Bloody Hell are all of us?!"
At that moment, A Large Blue Tank Engine steamed up next to him, She had two front wheels, Eight Driving Wheels, A long Boiler and Side tanks and four trailer wheels.
"Thorkell what are you doing?!" She asked.
"I'm speaking against the Lies Erin!" Thorkell declared. "The Lie's of that Damn Tank Engine!"
"I'm right here."
Erin and Thorkell looked over and saw Thomas Standing at the other platform next to them.
"What the Hell are you doing there?!" Asked Thorkell.
"This is My Platform Thorkell." Said Thomas. "What the hell are you talking about now?"
"You're! What I'm talking about you star billing Bastard!" Thorkell snarled. "And I'm meant to block your path until the Truth is revealed!"
"That's not even my Platform." Thomas deadpanned.
"Then whose is it?" Asked Thorkell.
"That's Gordon's." Said Erin.
At that moment, A loud Whistle sounded from behind, And in came Gordon wheezing steam and blowing his whistle as he came in with the Express.
"Out of my way you Imbecile!" He called, Before bumping into Thorkell's Tender!
After that, Erin took him back to the sheds, Where some of their Brothers and sisters were waiting.
"Bloody Hell Thorkell." Exclaimed one of them, Whose name was MacHarold, though they usually called him Harold for short. "Don't tell me you were on another one of your "Anti-Publicity Tangents."
"The Lie's could not go on MacHarold!" Thorkell said.
"You're just jealous that Thomas and the others get the spotlight more often." Said Vanguard, A large engine with Side Window Cabs, The same as his Brothers, Triumph and Powerful.
"Jealous?! Of course not!" Thorkell protested. "It's the flanderization I speak out against!"
"You mean how you, Gordon, Henry and James started the strike?" Asked Ulf, One of the more quiter of Thorkell's siblings.
"Or when you ended up dropping your fire Banking Trains?" Asked Annabel, A green engine with a flower tender.
"Oh, Oh! I know, I know!" Piped up Angelica, her twin sister. "The Reverend never mentioned how Powerful got his Giesel ejector!"
"Why tell my story when he could tell Peter Sams?" Asked Powerful.
"You see?!" Thorkell said. "Evan the other railway's get to tell their stories! But what about us?! Some of the Main Stream engines stories aren't even the full one's!"
"Well this is a big Railway Thorkell." Siad MacHarold. "There's like So Many engines that appear in the Books and TV shows, It's not like ALL their stories can be told."
"Well it's not just us ROD's and Woolworths." Thorkell said. "What about the Hatt Class 7's? Or Reggie? They're interesting characters aren't they? Surely their tales should be told!"
The engines murmured to each other, for all his rambunctiousness and bad manners, They were actually starting to agree with Thorkell.
"Hmm, To be honest." Said Triumph, "It would be nice if people knew more about us, Otherwise they'd keep mistaking me for Gordon or Henry."
"Plus they kinda left out a lot of other things that actually happened in the Books too." Said Edric, the last present Woolworth. "Especially in Gordons book."
"I just wish people were more informed about these things…" Thorkell muttered. "Then this Island's history would be more clear."
"Then why don't we?" Asked Angelica, and the other engines looked at her.
"What do you mean?" Asked Ulf.
"Why don't we tell stories about ourselves!" Angelica said. "That way, People would know more about us, And the full stories of Sodor!"
"And maybe Thorkell wouldn't be so sore about it." Japed Powerful, the other engines laughed, while Thorkell's face went Red.
"Alright then…'' Said MacHarold, once the others quieted down. "Whose first?"
"We ROD Conversions were technically the first." Said Vanguard. "We were on this line around the same time as Thomas, Edward and Henry, It was a long time Ago…"
And so Vanguard began his tale… But I shan't say anymore, Or we shall spoil… The Ultimate Sodor.
Author's note.
Dear Friends, Sodor is a wonderful place, Immortalized by the escapades and of the Fat Controller's engines, Especially a certain Cheeky, fussy little engine, And over the centuries have captured the hearts of Children everywhere, Although… not all the engines feel content, some are a bit jealous of their more famous peers and feel the History of Sodor has been scrutinized, And real life as a whole, and especially when concerning the facts… and the more… sinister aspects of the Island.
And I believe these tales should tell the truth and the whole truth… Be warned though, some of them might get unsettling… or just flat out insane, who knows.
The Author.