Always The Hero

by shadowfox8

Disclaimer: I don't own the Thunderbirds. If I did I wouldn't be the poor college student that I am.

Summary: Wharton Academy becomes engulfed in flames. What will Alan do when he awakes to find his room covered in smoke?

Hey kids, I'm back. Not exactly the story you may have been expecting but hey it's a story right? Things have been a little rough for me over the past month or more and I needed an outlet so here it is. I hope you enjoy it.

To those who know a little bit about what has been going on. I thank you for the support and love I have received. It means so much! You know who you are and I wouldn't be where I am without you! Love you all! I'm doing better and I've got a better outlook on life now considering what has happened to me over the last month or so. I just want to say one thing. We woman deserve so much in life. Never doubt yourself, no matter what someone tells you. Even if it's the one you trust most. We are strong creatures and have so much potential. Your dreams are important, don't let them die to the side because you think its important to further someone else's. If you do, a part of you dies with them. Please respect yourself.

Okay, well enough of that. On with the story!

Waking Up to Fire

Alan awoke from his dreams with a start. His throbbing headache quickly making itself known as his body became more aware. He still wasn't feeling a hundred percent. At least his stomach no longer bothered him. Looking at his clock, he frowned. It was almost midnight.

Staring across the room he shared with Fermat at Wharton Academy, Alan smiled. Fermat was fast asleep. He figured the teen genius would've still been in the library. They had mid-semester finals coming up, and Fermat was studying hard. Alan frowned at the thought, tonight was one of the nights he had agreed to join his best friend, but his body had other plans. A headache. Luckily this one didn't seem to be a debilitating migraine like he usually battled. Maybe he was catching the flu? There had already been five kids sent home with the nasty virus. The administrators assured that it was nothing serious, however.

Rubbing his eyes, he coughed as the air suddenly felt thick. Standing up, he stretched his aching limbs. Looking to the door, he finally noticed there appeared to be a cloud entering the room.

"Alan?" he heard Fermat call.

Alan opened the door to their room. Smoke quickly engulfed him and began to enter the room.

"There must be a fire!" Fermat cried as he fumbled to put his glasses on straight.

Alan quickly activated the emergency signal on his watch, instructing Fermat to do the same. "We got to get everyone out of here and fast."

"TRACY!" they both heard someone yell.

Alan turned around to see one of their classmates - Jake Turella. "We got to get out of here. The whole building is on fire!" Jake exclaimed.

"I can see that," Alan deadpanned.

"Why haven't the alarms gone off?" Fermat asked.

"That's a good question. Jake, do you know where the fire is?"

"I think it's on the upper levels," Jake told them. Their dormitory was eight stories high. Alan and Fermat's room location was on the fourth floor, and Jake's was on the fifth.

"Okay. Fermat, you and Jake help get everyone down. I'm going to check the upper levels and make sure everyone is awake and getting out," Alan ordered.

"Alan, you're crazy, you can't do that. We need to stick together," Fermat protested.

"Sorry Tracy, but the Brain is right on this one. You're only going to get yourself killed," Jake concurred, eyeing his friend warily.

"I'll be fine; besides, we don't have time to argue. The fire is spreading fast, and there's a lot of us to get out. Please do as I said," Alan assured and ran off before his friends could protest further.

Fermat and Jake quickly instructed their classmates down the stairs. Smoke now filled every floor of the dormitory, which only added to the panic. Fermat prayed that Alan knew what he was doing. Yes, his best friend was determined, but he was also one to take risks. If only his brothers knew what he was doing, he thought.

TBC…

Well, I hope you like what I have so far. I know this is short but all writers gotta start somewhere. Lots more to come soon! PROMISE!

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