There now follows a brief glimpse of the first chapter of the second story in the Thunder Shock series co-authored with PsychoSpiff01
Peter Davison frowned in concern as he read the display that had popped up on his computer screen as he sat in the quiet solitude of his office in the Tracy Inc's North American headquarters tower in Dakota City. One of International Rescue's network of sensor satellites deployed in orbit to complement the sensors on Thunderbird Five had just picked up a meteor entering the upper atmosphere. On a course that would see it scoring a direct hit on Tracy Island. And the occupants of the island were unaware of the approaching danger – with Thunderbird Five disabled as a result of the Hoods attack a month ago there was a gap in the sensor coverage of that area. And Thunderbird Fives weapons were off line like most of the station so he couldn't use them to fire on and destroy the meteor.
Flipping open a hidden panel on his desk he pressed the first button there that activated the office security isolation system which effectively sealed his office off from the rest of the building and the outside world. Then he pressed the second control the activated his secure communications link to Tracy Island. The communications screen rose out of its hidden slot in his desk and he waited for someone to answer.
After a few moments Jeff's face appeared on the screen.
"Peter this is a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?" Jeff asked.
"Jeff we've got a problem. One of the satellites is tracking a meteor about a meter to a meter and a half long entering the atmosphere on course to impact Tracy Island. The only weapons we've got that could have fired on the meteor are on Thunderbird Five and they're off line. You better prepare for impact."
"Thanks for the warning Peter. We'll be ready. I'll call you back after the impact to let you know how things have gone."
"Alright. Be careful Jeff."
"We'll be careful try not to worry too much Peter."
"I'll try Jeff no promises. Good luck."
"Thank you Peter Jeff out." Jeff's image disappeared from the comm screen and it lowered back into the desk. Peter turned off the security isolation system and swivelled his chair to look out at the skyline of Dakota City.
"Please be okay Jeff," he whispered softly unable to shake off the fear that he could possibly be about to loose Jeff and the boys the last links he had to his dead sister.