A portal rip between space & time opens up and a small blue craft flew out from the portal before it collaspes. The blue Alliance colored UT-47A shuttle flew above the green fields of an unknown area, then quietly landed behind a few trees for cover.

"Where are we Lieutenant?" Shepard asked.

"I do not know, but I'm picking up a lot of chatter coming off a radio frequency we haven't used in ages." Lt. Cortez said.

"Let's hear it." Commander Shepard said.

Lt. Cortez opened up the old frequency channel to hear old 1940s swing music playing from the speakers.

"Are you sure that's not some old radio station playing old music?" Garrus asked.

"I don't know, but I wouldn't risk using the radio to communicate for help. Who knows what or who maybe listening."

"I agree. I think we should be the eyes on the ground to see where we are and let Cortez be our eyes in the sky." Garrus suggested.

"Good idea. Grab what you need and let's go." Shepard ordered, then opened the shuttle door.

A green forest was revealed after the shuttle door opened up. Shepard and his team heard the birds chirping and the trees rustling in the wind. The shuttle quickly took off straight into the blue sky after the door closed. Shepard, Garrus, and Javik started on their journey through the woods clutching their rifles in their hands ready for anything or anyone who decides to ambush them. They kept walking for a few miles more through the woods till they see a large open field with yellow and white flowers with tall green grass blowing in the wind. Garrus kept his eyes peeled and looked around for any threats that may come their way till he spots a white bloom in the sky. "Shepard? What is that...Floating in the sky?"

"That is a parachute. Garrus."

"It looks like he's about to land right into that group of trees. He is wearing some kind of uniform. Hmm... Reminds me of that time you took Liara and I to that Human history museum." Garrus said looking through the scope on his rifle.

"What kind of uniform?" Javik asked.

"Tan with an blue and red striped with stars patch and a black patch with an some animal on it." Garrus explained.

Shepard thought about it for a moment then started sprinting over to where the parachute was landing. He spots a young man in wearing a green metal helmet and a tan uniform the same one Garrus described landing into a tree a few inches above him. The soldier pulled out his combat knife to cut the strings from his parachute, making him fall toward the ground making a thud. "Hey? Need a hand?" Shepard asked calmly, holding his hand out.

"Uh, sure. Thanks. Who are you?" The soldier asked, then quickly aimed his rifle at two other people who are out of breath. "I'm Commander Shepard, these are my friends behind me. Primarch Vakarian and Commander Javik." Shepard calmly spoke. "Sir." The soldier saluted to Commander Shepard.

"At ease, Soldier. What's your name?" Asked Shepard.

"Private James Francis Ryan of the 101st Airborne Division." Pvt. Ryan said.

"Alright, private. Do you know where we are?" Shepard asked.

Pvt. Ryan pulled out his small map of France with the date of 1944 on the side, surpising Shepard and his team.

"Hmm. I believe were here a few miles east of Vierville. My rally point is near the Merderet River located at this town of Ramelle." Ryan explained to Shepard and his squad.

"Then that is where we'll go. We'll help you get to your rally point safetly and provide back-up if meet any resistance on the way to Ramelle." Shepard heroically said.

"Thank you sir, I appreciate your help to get me to my rally point. I know the Germans will be expecting me, but they won't be expecting you and...your friend who looks like a bird." Pvt. Ryan stated.

"Then it's settled. Let's move out." Shepard ordered.

Shepard, Javik, Garrus, and Pvt. Ryan walked out following the trails on the map that Pvt. Ryan held in his hands. He looked at the map then looked at his new freind's strange weapons and armor he's never seen before. He knows only Army pilots wear flak armor to protect themselves from enemy flak, but their armor is different...alien in a way.

"Commander? May I ask you a question?" Ryan asked, putting away his map into his pocket.

"Sure. I keep an open door policy. I don't doubt you have many questions for us. Ask away, private." Shepard smiled.

"You and your squad. You all aren't from around here, are you?" Ryan asked.

"Yep. We're not from around here. I'd say, we're from the...future. Yet you might think were all crazy." Shepard laughed.

"No sir. I don't think about that at all. When I first met you, I thought that I must of banged my head on a tree branch." Ryan said.

"Please, call me Shepard. Only refere my title if we meet anyone from your unit. It's up to you, Ryan." Shepard said, flexing his arms.

"Thank you...Shepard." Pvt. Ryan spoke.

"Hey, Ryan? Don't worry about it. We're a pretty close knit team and we worked, lived, and fought many tough...some suicidal battles together. Shepard, Javik and I go way back." Garrus explained.

"Thanks, Vakarian. Hey? What kind of gear..or armor you're wearing?" Ryan asked.

"Heh...please call me Garrus, Ryan. Oh...Hey Shepard? Want to take over from here? I don't want to get to...technical." Garrus said.

"Garrus. You'll be fine. I'll translate it to him in english if you do get technical about armor and weapon calibrations." Shepard giggled.

"Very funny, Shepard." Garrus replied in a humorous tone.

"Calibrations?" Ryan asked in a curious tone.

"Long story. Well, our armor is very advanced. It consists of hard vacummed sealed nano carbon fibers that are woven to create a very hard shell to block or absorb damage from falls, stabbing weapons, and so on. Then our armor is layered with a very strong invisible barrier to absorb or deflect any type of bullet from firearms, blasts from grenades, explosives, and other fun stuff." Garrus explained to a very surprised and amazed young soldier.

"Cool. What about that glowing orange thing on your hand?" Ryan asked.

"Oh. This is called an omni-tool. It has a flashlight, radio, can melt metal, translator, information storage, and including melee combat." Garrus pointed out showing him the omni-blade and the other features.

"That's pretty cool. So, Commander? What are you? Where are you from?" Ryan asked the silent Prothean, who's busy listening to classical music.

"Prothean." Javik spoke.

Pvt. Ryan continued talking with Shepard, Javik, and Garrus while they walked along the large fields and cultivated farmland across France on their way toward Pvt. Ryan's rally point at, Ramelle. Shepard moved his hand up to his ear, then quickly raised up his left hand in a fist.

"Commander? Do you read?"

"Reading you loud and clear, Lieutenant. Status?"

"Shuttle sensors picked up a large radar station not far from your position."

"How far is it?" Shepard asked.

"About half a mile. If you keep walking east you'll see a large metal structure ontop a hill." Lt. Cortez explained.

"Thanks for the heads up, Lieutenant. Come on guys, let's move." Commander Shepard replied.