New York never changed. The large bulletproof window of the 99th Precinct building looked out over the same towering skyscrapers and packed hover lanes that Brogan remembered so vividly. A lot had happened in the five years since he’d last taken in the view. Come to that, a lot had happened in the past five weeks. It had taken Slomo …

Continued from Previous Report As the Great Abyss began to roll sideways in front of him, Gordon gritted his teeth and slammed the throttle control forward. With a whoosh of bubbles, Thunderbird Four surged towards the stricken submarine with its magnetic rams deployed. There was a terrific clang as the powerful magnets connected with the side of the vessel and …

The large translucent hemisphere on the main control bank flashed red and the auto-recorder began to spool as the distress signal played over the speakers in Thunderbird Five’s control room. John Tracy, the young fair-haired International Rescue space monitor, strolled across the anti-gravity floor plating and listened to the transmission attentively. His brow furrowed in dismay at what he heard. …

CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS REPORT The deadly snout of the gun didn’t waver as William Alexander spoke again, “I thought I’d seen the last of you in Prague. Too bad about Peterson.” A series of images flashed through Rule’s mind. The climb up the fire escape. Peterson springing the rooftop ambush on Alexander. Rule making it to the roof just in …

The flat was empty save for the lone man sitting in a dilapidated wooden chair by the window. No one else had lived there in months and the musty scent of disuse hung heavily in the air. The room was in darkness, except for a ray of sunlight creeping in through a small gap in the ragged curtains. Harry Rule …

The brilliant red Spectrum Saloon tore along the winding cliff road with a scream of its gas turbine engine. The quivering needle of the speedometer touched one hundred and twenty miles per hour. Captain Scarlet gripped the controls and executed a death-defying power-slide around a blind bend, sending a spray of small stones hurtling over the edge and down into …

Natural phenomena do not think or feel or act with hostile intent, but that doesn’t make some of them any less deadly. “Matt! Venus! Back to Fireball Junior! Quickly!” Steve Zodiac’s words echoed urgently around the barren landscape. Mounting their jetmobiles and starting the small motors, the trio turned and made their way at full power towards the speck of …

Continued From Previous Report Troy and Phones fought with the controls as Stingray tore relentlessly through the water. The needle on the Rate Indicator touched Six Point Seven. Troy cuffed the sweat from his brow and addressed his crew-mates, “Looks like we’re in bad trouble. If we don’t slow Stingray somehow, and soon, we’re finished!” Phones was desperately trying to free …

The heavy ocean door at the end of the long tunnel slid aside with a dull clunk that echoed briefly around the underwater landscape. Then, with a whine of its Ratemaster turbine and boosters, Stingray shot from the mouth of the tunnel in a mass of bubbles like a shell from a cannon. Its sleek silver, blue and yellow shape …

Flying aboard Fireflash always gave Jeff Tracy a kick. True, he was the owner of an aircraft that could circle the globe in under an hour, but unlike Thunderbird One the huge Air Terrainean airliner was built to luxurious standards for the modern air traveller. The New York to London route on which the aircraft was presently travelling was one …