Scott Tracy Thunderbirds Novels & Stories

he said with gritting teeth. "You can't, Raven. If you will then you should have not let go of your knife." Mr. Scott touch Raven's hands and slowly remove it. "You can't kill me because I'm Everleigh's father," Mr. Scott is right. Raven is not brave enough to kill someone who important to his loved one. Mr Scott pulled down his sleeve, and reveal his tattoo on his wrist. "Code F, at your service, Code R. A. aka the 'Ace',"

While everyone was getting as much rest as they could in the cars, I was restless so sitting on the hood of one of the cars I mind linked with my beautiful mate "Jessy beautiful baby, can you talk?" "Scott, are you ok?" "yes I'm fine, what about you?" "I'm ok" "the tracker, he hasn't...?" "I'm fine Scott, I haven't seen him since this morning, he fed me then he was gone, I was listening, he left the cabin and only came back a little while ago. Scott where are you? I'm scared"

*Mike* Finally, Trevor released my hand. “But I’m holding you up, go and get your food, we will save a seat for you.” He smiled, but his eyes darted to behind me, where Mason and Jay were standing. His smile dropped slightly. “Did you two forget training this morning? Gamma Scott was upset.” Jay scoffed. “Whatever, I’ll do double tomorrow.” “Double? If you have that energy, you can do triple.” I turned to look at Angie who was standing behind them with her arms crossed. “And report to Tracker Training tonight as well.”

Slowly, the bush rattled and someone stepped out, immediately stumbling over. “Ryder!” They both rushed over to him. “I thought you were dead,” Sam assumed. “I got lucky. I could have died,” Ryder spoke, his voice above whisper as he coughed. “What happened?” Arthur asked. “They found out that I wasn't actually a bodyguard. And immediately started preparing for war. It was all planned by them. Scott purposely sent his family away so he could face you. I thought I had disguised myself well, but apparently I did not. I also added the same tracker to his food, which he was supposed to eat but I don't know where the device is.”

“That crystal was sharp—so sharp that it could cut through the barrier’s magic. It was risky, but it worked. Through it, I was able to re-establish my connection with him. Unfortunately, the crystal wasn’t powerful enough to fully tear down the barrier, but it was strong enough to keep us connected. The man I had in contact with me—my only trusted ally—kept a close watch on all of you. His sole purpose was to track your movements and update me on what was happening while I stayed behind, pretending to leave so that, when the time came, I’d be here to help you. But things took an unexpected turn. Scott, stubborn or maybe according to a plan, decided to stay behind. He believed in his daughter

“Scott… I don’t fully understand this either. But I believe in you.” Scott looked away, overwhelmed. The weight of everything pressed down like a mountain. But then he saw Larkam’s body, the shattered glass, the haunted mansion still pulsing with darkness. He clenched his jaw. Then raised his eyes. “What do you want me to do?” Trish stepped forward with Larkam’s bag of relics. “I can’t do this alone. I need your help. We need your help.” Scott took a breath. A fire lit behind his eyes. “Okay. What do we have to do?”33

The blast caught the attention of the masses of rampaging Kaiju on the streets. Bonnie shielded her eyes from the beacon’s brightness and hoped that it would be their salvation. The beacon dispersed to reveal a six-foot-tall figure in blue and gold armor with a metallic blue tail and held a trident in his hands. “Taylor?” John asked. He was not that surprised after all that he had seen. “Well,” Bonnie said under her breath. She was speechless by Taylor’s dramatic entrance. “Hey, guys,” Taylor smirked. “Guess who found Barracuda?”

I know the thunder can feel the new power pulsing through our bond to the thunder. I pump my fist into the sky and whoop with happiness. The thunder responds instantly, shouting or bugling their response. I smile. I am Skylar, Queen Cyryl’s rider. Together, we will lead this thunder into the next phase of our lives. We will not allow the royals to destroy us. If it comes down to us or them, then we will crush them. Scout Commander POV “Would you look at that. It’s the whole fucking thunder,” one of my scouts says beside me.

Brittany bares her neck to me in submission, and tears swarm in her eyes. “Where is your sister?” I ask again. “Dead,” Brittany says shortly. I try to hide my displeasure at the thought of losing Tracy. She was one of my most loyal servants. “What happened?” “She was shot by that fake Luna from the Moonstone Pack,” Brittany sniffs. “Fuck,” I groan as I run my fingers through my hair. “You weren’t coming here for her. Were you?” Brittany says. “Of course I was,” I lie to Brittany. “I promised Tracy that I would come for her after the war.”