It had been two weeks since London collapsed and the UK had panicked, sending missiles into innocent countries. The Thunderbirds had also been busy, gearing up for war with Smoke, though as no one spoke it, I knew that we had no hope.
It was as though we didn't know where to begin to attempt to defeat him. It run through our veins, making us scared, cold and lifeless.
Scott passed me by in the corridors, I would always ask for how can I help but he never replied. He would walk away. It makes me want to scream at him, to make me seen and not invisible. I am just in the way, always in the way and never able to do anything that can help the Thunderbirds. Like dead weight. This wasn't practice anymore, this was real.
"Hey, Emily. Can you help me with the dishes?" Virgil asks, wearing yellow gloves.
I nod, "sure," I say enthusiastically.
I hated this life, I though that the Thunderbirds would be amazing and I would do incredible things. But its not, this is only a place for the stupid and the brave.
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Thunderbirds: Secret Agent (Fanfiction) ✔️
FanfictionSecret Agent Thunderbirds (movie version) THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO! Where are they going? Their lives are going up, saving the lives of people, what more could you want? But for one secret agent, 19yr old Emily from England, her life is about to chang...
