Fury- Version Five, Undercover Scott
Inspired by turbomagnus and jmount74
This’ll probably be the last one unless the plot bunnies bite and I add more chapters to different versions. Thank you so very much to everyone who made suggestions and commented, I love reading what you thought of this experiment.
Undercover Scott
Scott cursed under his breath as he clung to the arms of his seat and Havoc threw the Cruiser into a barrel roll.
It'd taken months to get to this point, if they couldn't shake Rigby… he didn’t want to take that step, but if he had to then he would. There was so much riding on this.
It took fifteen days for the Chaos Crew to escape the prison they were put in after the Zero-XL mission.
It took three days for Kayo to track them down to their bolt hole.
It took six weeks of careful work to turn Clarence and another twelve and a half to turn Heather. What had helped was:
-Clarence pointing out that even after they'd hospitalised Gordon, Scott still saved his life, and how they’d looked for the Chaos Crew after the launch barge sank
- John showing her the Hood’s plan to leash her like the Mechanic had been and dispose of Fuse. She’d gone into one of the Hood’s remaining data caches that they hadn’t found yet and confirmed it.
- Getting her actual psychiatric help and onto mood stabilisers.
That the Hood would escape again was an inevitability, that he’d contact his former associates was logical. So a plan had been concocted. No one had been entirely comfortable with it (especially Jeff who had been Not Happy with sending his eldest son in the Hood’s direction), but they had to do something- the GDF was hampered by bureaucracy. They weren’t.
So the Chaos Crew had reappeared, sighted here and there. Then rumours started of a new partner in their team, someone who called himself Fury- Scott, using a voice changer, contacts, blond hair dye, a short cropped haircut and a beard to change his appearance.
When Fury and Scott were seen at the same location, it was John filling in for Scott- they were close enough that John could get away with using holographic technology to copy his brother’s face and voice, and Scott’s uniform lent John some bulk for his spare frame. The two of them knew each other well enough that John could play the part convincingly and EOS could absolutely pass the Turing Test as John now, to fill in for his absence on Five. (Scott still was in two minds about how he felt about that).
The question had been asked whether or not they should loop in Colonel Casey and the answer had been a reluctant no- after what happened in the lead up to the Zero-XL mission, it was judged they just couldn’t chance it.
Two weeks ago had been the twist- at the site of the Chaos Crew’s latest appearance at an experimental alternative energy plant that turned nuclear waste into ‘diamond’ batteries. ‘Scott’ had confronted Fury and in front of a horrified Kayo and Virgil (and crucially within the sight of a news crew) Fury had shot ‘Scott’ in the chest. Kayo and Fury had a convincing fight through the plant while Virgil had worked desperately on ‘Scott’, then rushed him into Thunderbird Two.
Everything had been carefully arranged and choreographed so that only those four would be involved. No way were they going to put a scene like that in front of Alan- even if he knew it was fake, it was made to look real, and Gordon stayed home with Alan to make sure he’d be okay. (There was absolutely no way they were going to surprise the rest of the family with it ‘to make sure their reactions were realistic’- Virgil would have murdered the lot of them and that’s if Grandma didn’t get to them first.)
Now they were en route back to base after their latest run in with the GDF, the alert had just come up that the Hood had escaped custody and Rigby had somehow gotten on their tail.
“Havoc, switch with me!” Scott unbuckled himself as soon as he got her nod and dashed forwards, taking the seat as soon as she vacated it. Buckling in and glancing back to make sure she was secure, Scott took the yoke and despite everything grinned tightly.
He’d been an ace in his air force days. Time to see if he still had it.
Though she didn’t dance like his fighter or Thunderbird One, the Cruiser still leapt at his touch, the engines throbbing with power as he pivoted her and wove between the squadron of GDF fliers, sending the lumbering craft in all directions in their haste to evade the seemingly suicidal Cruiser. Fuse laughed with the adrenaline rush as Scott pointed their nose straight up, then tumbled backwards into a dive towards the sea, daring the GDF fliers to follow.
But instead of pulling up, Scott cut the engines and as they fell like a rock he hit the button that reconfigured the ship for underwater operation and split the waves like an Olympic diver.
He took them deep, then levelled out and turned their nose back towards the small bunker the Chaos Crew were using.
Scott was about to turn control of the Cruiser back to Havoc when the holoprojector bleeped for attention and the Hood’s image appeared.
“So, you must be Fury, my Chaos Crew’s new associate.” The Hood observed, yellow eyes narrowed as he scrutinised the disguised Scott.
“Yep, that’s me.” Scott lazed back in the chair, propped his head on one hand and hooked one knee over the armrest, doing his best impression of Berringer at his most cocky.
“I think we should talk. I get the impression that a partnership between us would be most advantageous.” The Hood smiled thinly, looking over to where Havoc and Fuse were still seated. “Havoc, Fuse, good to see you’ve found some decent company in my absence.”
“Welcome back, boss.” Havoc grinned back. “Good timing, we’ve picked up a few little trinkets I think you’ll be keen to see.”
“Indeed.” The Hood’s smile became a smirk. “I’ll send you the coordinates now.”
Fuse pecked at his control board when it chirped with new data. “Plotting a course…eta ten minutes.”
“Good. Don’t be late.” The Hood’s signal cut out.
Scott waited a beat, just to make sure, then turned and looked at the other two. “Signal John.” He instructed. “Now the fun part begins.”
