Prologue
April 14th, 1942: WWII: 11:40 am
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Frank woke up to the sound of the radio newscast, though I didn't want to hear in the least of what was being said.
Why should he? It was all his fault! Ever since the Titanic Mission-the one mission he had failed to complete, his world became a living hell for everyone! Hitler's armies were rampaging across Europe, Bombing London and other places. All because of him!
The News station on the radio followed with…
….London endures another night of German bombing; most damage was in the east end. In Russia, further German losses are reported around Leningrad. In Asia, Japanese Forces are nearing the Burmese Oilfields and the American fortress as well. And that concludes the news summary, we now return you to our music program.
And a soft piano medley filled the room; Frank switched it off, not wanting music right now.
He stared out the window: it was sunny and quiet-too quiet.
He then threw himself into the chair at his desk; the window reflected his image, a tall lanky fifty six year old man, with a wrinkled shirt and vest and Dark gray hair, salt and pepper stubble lined his chin.
The door knocked suddenly, following by a woman's voice shouting, "Carlson? Bout time you're awake! You're two weeks late with the rent!"
Damn that woman, Frank thought to himself.
It was the landlady. Frank had forgotten about paying his rent, and she continued rambling that if Frank didn't pay today; he'd be kicked to the curb.
Frank wasn't surprised at all, during WWI he was three weeks over, and she nearly threatened to shoot him full of holes with a MP44 assault rifle
Eventually she left; but the remark that stung has when she had called him a hermit.
He wasn't a hermit, far from it, but he rarely went abroad since the British Secret Service dismissed him, no one ever saw him or talked to him or visited, in fact, very few people knew he was still alive.
His desk was cluttered with Titanic memorabilia; He even had a scale Titanic Model on his fireplace mantel, and a scrapbook with obituaries and pictures.
He started to rummage through his mail; his first letter was a postcard from his friend, Jack, who was away in New York.
It Read…
I Heard you're back from France, I sure hope you'll even the score with those Bastards who fired you! Sorry for being rough; but I think you were treated badly: No Reference, No Work, and No Pension! What will you do now?
Keep Me Posted.
Jack
He rummaged again and found his old pocket watch, which was broken. The time was stopped on 2:20 am, the time the Titanic sunk. As he picked the watch open, A cold voice sounded in his head, it was the voice of his former boss, saying the very words that ruined him forever…
See here, this isn't about your dedication! Penny certainly defends your loyalty. No, your dismissal stems from the Titanic Mission; that failure can no longer be ignored, especially now! I am sorry, but someone is surely to blame….the service you understand, we can't be held responsible!
From that day on, Frank had stayed holed in his flat for many years; he rarely went abroad, except to buy food or whiskey, and he hadn't heard the news for several days now, and to this day, he was such a big cloud of depression that it was miracle he hadn't ended his life yet.
As far as he knew, his life would be nothing but war…war and pain.
Frank closed the watch, he decided to go outside and take a walk when the air raid siren wailed throughout the city, followed by a low rumbling.
He peered out the window and noticed the sky grew dark as Nazi Bombers filled the sky, explosions, bullets, smoke and fire filled the sky!
He quickly dashed to the door, not caring if the landlady had a gun, a sledge hammer or a German battering ram, he could take a headache over a bomb any day.
But then a huge explosion shook the room and shattered the window, and his pocket watch flew from the desk and smacked him hard on his head, and he fell to the ground and quickly blacked out, a ship's whistle and billowing smoke sounded as his eyes closed.
And there's the first chapter, do not worry; there will be more to follow. I will update very soon. Please review. Thanks