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A/N: It starts out movie-verse but I change things as the story progresses such as which characters say what lines and so on and so forth. I change more things in later chapters. I hope you enjoy!

A/N 2: Okay, ages. Scott is the oldest, then Virgil, John, Gordon and then Alan. Instead of like in the movie when Alan is 14(?) he's 17. This will make a lot more sense as the story progresses. Oh yeah, what the hell does FAB mean? I can't find it's meaning anywhere. I'm such a fool.

John's P.O.V

The siren started to go off, I moved to the control panel. I wondered what had could be happening, I mean the forest fire didn't seem to out of control when I had last looked.

"What the-" I broke off.

A missile coming straight for Thunderbird 5 with nearly 100 percentprobability it would impact with the space station. I felt my eyebrows furrow, this wasn't right. This could not be happening. How could anyone have found the location to the space station?

I quickly opened a link with Tracy Island, it was the only thing I could think to do.

"Thunderbird 5 to Tracy Island, mayday. Mayday!"

That's all I could say before the missile hit the space station and I was sent flying back into the wall. I felt pain wrack my body; the thick smoke from the melted wires filled my lungs making it hard to breath. I knew there was a fire and I needed to get up and put it out but I found myself unable to move. My vision started to get blurry and it all faded to black.

I know that Virgil, Gordon and myself are too hard on Alan. I regretted saying that comment about him being a hazard as soon it left my mouth but I thought it best not to dwell upon the subject. He knew I didn't mean it.

After lunch I found myself sat at the poolside table reading my monthly addition of my favourite magazine. I kept glancing up at my second to youngest brother who was drinking and talking to Kyrano at the bar a few feet away from myself. I knew the look he had on his face; I could tell that he was up to something.

He had obviously felt my eyes on his back so turned to look at me and sent me a huge grin. It didn't fill me confidence that was for sure. I shook my head and looked back down at my magazine, it didn't seem as interesting as it had before.

I sighed and putit down, I was content just to stare up at the sky for the time being. I was imagining what John was doing.

A frown made it's way onto my face at the thought of John. I felt sorry for him, after all he did have to stay up in Thunderbird 5 for most of the year and when he did come down he felt alien to the family.

I didn't know how to treat him, I barely knew him. As brothers I had never been close to him. Virgil and me were closest together in age and I had always felt the two of us had this close bond that I didn't think I could ever share with another human being. We were only a year apart and it felt like we were twins sometimes, he knew me better than anyone else and vice versa.

Gordon and Alan were also close in age with only one and a half years difference. Gordon had finished high school last year and had completed his training quickly to become a vital part of International Rescue.

I jumped when the siren started going off, it doesn't matter how many times I had heard it go off it still managed to shock me. I quickly got up and ran to the control room with Gordon on my heels.

Brains and Fermat were already there when the rest of us arrived.

"How bad, Brains?" Dad asked, ever the professional man.

I was eager to find out what was going on. I frowned as I noticed Gordon had somehow got in front of me, he pulled on a shirt which blocked my view of Brains and Dad. It took most of my self-control not to push him out of the way.

"Thunderbird 5. Major damage sustained. Possibly m-m-m-m-t strike by a m-m-m." Brains started and my Dad cut him off as we all went and stood in front of our portraits.

"Meteorite?" My Dad asked.

"Yeah." Brains affirmed.

Each of us stood inside the tube that would take us to the Thunderbird's silos. I closed my eyes. I prayed to God that John would be all right.

"Thunderbirds are go."

John's P.O.V

It could have been a couple of minutes later, it could have been hours, when I found myself coming to.

The air around me was thick with smoke and I could hear the siren still going off. It was then I wondered why I was lying on the floor of Thunderbird 5.

I could hear the crackle from a fire near the control panel, that was what made everything come rushing back.

I needed to contact Dad but I didn't know if it would work. I crawled to the control panel quickly and I ignored the pain that tried to consume my body.

Miraculously my communications were still working and so was the screen that was telling me that Thunderbird 3 was coming to my rescue. I needed to stop them, I needed to tell them to leave and go back to Earth but some selfish desire of mine told my mind not to mention anything about the missile to my Dad and brothers.

I opened a link with Thunderbird 3 and scanned Thunderbird 5's vitals quickly.

"I'm loosing all power, repeat, I'm loosing all power."

I prayed to God that they'd be able to hear me. Sparks from the control panel nearly got me in my face but I turned my head at the last minute.

It seemed like forever before anyone answered, "Hold on John, we're coming in."

I felt weak and I felt horrible. I needed to make them go back to Earth but I was scared. I didn't want to be left here alone.

I started to crawl towards the entrance to the room; my body didn't seem to want to cooperate though so I didn't make it as far as I should have.

I cursed myself and I wanted to slip back into unconsciousness once again but I found myself unable to. I hurt too much.

I didn't notice they had come aboard the ship until I heard my dad shout my name and bark instructions to my Brothers.

I tried to cover up how hurt I was with a short quip, I knew they'd see right through it though.

"Am I glad to see you guys."

It didn't come out as it should have though. My voice shook and I quickly cursed myself once again.

My Dad tried to pull me into a sitting position but I just turned away.

"Easy, you're hurt." I heard him say before my vision finally turned black once again.