Somewhere over the Northern Atlantic
Task Force Therian
March 20th, 2246; 1955 Hours – Eleven months after the events of the Archipelago Wars
The USAS Patton and her three new sister-ships, the Eisenhower, Abrams, and Bradley were flying in a box formation around the larger USAS Jefferson City as they flew over a large multinational Coalition fleet sailing eastward over the Viking Verse Atlantic while inside the Patton in one of her hangars, the post-human dragons of the 502nd Special Operations Fighter Squadron(SOFS) and APMSF 1st Stormtrooper Legion were sound asleep with the exception of one Monstrous Nightmare, a now fully grown Calvin Karlson, whose wing reconstruction surgery had been a success although he got two large scars, one on each wing, out of it along with a new translation collar that had a special device installed into it, whose function only Calvin, his parents, and the scientists at Area 51 knew. But despite his fortune, Calvin was still haunted by the memory of had happened the day that his sister, Sheva and best friend, Emily Wensky along with Sergeant Jayden Henderson and entire his squad, Reaper, Major General Aberly Dreher, and Doctor Ward had been kidnapped by General Aemilius Casca, a post-human Night Fury of the elite Roman Praetorian Guard and his men while leaving Calvin for dead in the ravine after breaking both his wings which made him require the reconstruction surgery and those memories were what was keeping him awake as he stared out of the hangar at the late evening sky
But then suddenly, Calvin's entire train of thought was interrupt by the all too familiar voice of a Adam Wensky, a post-human Deadly Nadder who was Emily's father and deputy commander of the 502nd, who had suddenly woken up and saw Calvin staring out of the hangar door and was now walking toward him
"Calvin...is that you?"
Calvin hung his head, it was really uncomfortable for him to speak to Mr. Wensky even though he held no hostile feelings against Calvin for what had happened to his daughter, but he gave Wensky a response
"Yeah it's me."
"Having trouble sleeping again?" Wensky asked him as he stopped alongside him, "And look straight at me when you're speaking to me..."
Calvin lifted his head and looked at Wensky
"Yeah..." He said to him
"Thought so." He replied as he looked at the night sky in front of them
"I just can't stop thinking about that day." Calvin said to him as his eyes started to tear up, "Every time I fall to sleep, my mind takes me back to that ravine as that fucking asshole Casca and his men flew off with the others while I was left behind unable to do anything to stop them."
"Calvin there was nothing you could have done to stop them, if you had tried, they would've you hurt you worst than they had." Wensky replied
"How do you do it?" Calvin asked him
"Do what?" Wensky replied
"Sleep, even though you don't know where Emily is?" Calvin asked him
"I sleep because I try to remember the better and happier times before the war." He replied, "For me I like to remember the day that Emily and her brothers were born.", "Just think of a good memory, like when you and Emily flew together solo for the first time."
"Oh god that and after coming back we slept together for the first t-and oh god you're not supposed to know about tha-" Calvin said
Wensky laughed quietly
"It doesn't surprise me, at that point I already knew it was inevitable you and Emily were going to have a serious relationship at one point." He said to Calvin, which reminded him of the discussion he and Emily had just an hour or so before the ambush, where they decided they wanted to move forward with their relationship
"Is something wrong?" Wensky asked him noticing the sudden change of the expression on Calvin's face
"No..." He replied as he snapped himself out of it
Wensky gave Calvin a odd look
"Well anyway, you need to get some sleep, tomorrow is going to be a big day for all of us and I don't want you of all people to be lagging behind." He said to Calvin, "Now go on and get back to your parents before they wake up and notice you're gone."
Calvin nodded and started to headed toward his parents, Charles and Tesla Karlson, who were sleeping soundly in the cargo bay
"Thanks for the advice Mr. Wensky, it was really good talking to you." He said to Wensky
"Same to, it's really good to have you back." He replied before he started to head back to where his own family was sleeping, "And Calvin, wherever they are, I'm sure Emily and Sheva are going to be okay."
"I hope you're right..." Calvin thought to himself before he laid down next to his parents, who barely even stirred as Calvin closed his eyes and tried to remember a good memory, eventually finding one and finally managing to go into a deep and restless sleep
Location Unknown
Gene Corp Prison Facility
Ex-USMC Sergeant Jayden Henderson, a post-human Stormcutter had been sleeping relatively peacefully until Sheva Karlson, another post-human Stormcutter who had previously been a Monstrous Nightmare, who had been sleeping next to him started whimpering in her sleep, waking Henderson and Kelly Ward, a post-human Skrill
"There she goes again..." Ward said as Henderson placed his right wings over Sheva and used them to pull her closer to his side so he could comfort her
"We need to get her out of here." Henderson replied as Sheva stopped whimpering and cuddled even closer to Henderson
"Don't start that talk again, you know good as well as me that there is no way in hell we're going to get out of here alive without somebody on the outside trying to rescue us." Ward said to him, "And our best hope is to wait until that happens."
Henderson sighed
"And what happens if that day never comes?" He asked Ward, "We remain prisoners until one they decide they're going to put us on mind control or kill us?
"If anything there going to keep us around to use as bargaining chips in prisoner exchanges or negotiations." She replied
"I seriously doubt that is going to happen either." Henderson said to her
"Henderson look around there is no way we're getting out of this chamber, the only way in and out of here is that blast door and it only opens from the other side!" Ward replied, "And you see those nozzles up there on the walls? Those are probably to fill this place with gas if we try anything!"
Henderson looked up at the nozzles that were mounted on the walls of the chamber before he looked down at the ground and sighed
"This place was made from the ground up to hold dragons Henderson, so there is no way we're getting out of here alive without some kind of outside help." Ward said to him, "I know you made her that promise, but...it's only a pipedream. I mean don't get me wrong I would love to get out of here too, but that isn't going to happen anytime soon."
"I know..." Henderson replied
"Hey at least there is people out there who want to rescue us." Ward said to him
"I think they're more concerned about finding Reaper than they are us." He replied, "I wonder what they did to him anyway?"
"Who knows, they probably have him somewhere worse than this place." Ward said
Somewhere in the Alps
Gene Corp Facility
Gene Corp CEO, Cameron Yates was admiring his most prized possession, a Skrill frozen solid in a block of ice that was located in a large room-sized freezer that was adjacent to his new office behind a reinforced glass wall while a Blackwater Officer stood behind him
"Mr. Yates I am telling you that it is a bad idea to keep that thing here because the Americans are going to be looking in every nook and cranny they can stick their noses in searching for him!" The Officer said to Yates, "Keeping him here puts us all at risk!"
"Aww...you worry too much General." Yates replied before he took a sip from his cup of hot tea, "There is no way the Americans will find this place!"
"Sir you are seriously underestimating the capabilities of our enemies! We're fighting not just one, but three major world powers and their allies, who have the resources of an entire world under their fingerprints!" The Officer shouted, "They will find this place eventually, even if they aren't looking for it when they do!"
"And as I said again, you worry too much and I think you're overestimating the strength of our enemies." Yates replied
"Overestimating?! We're fighting the entire god damn Coalition and our only ally is a bunch of a fucking overconfident Bronze Age idiots we gave guns and tanks too!" The Officer shouted to him, "Guns and tanks that aren't going to do jack shit against anything the Coalition has!"
Cameron rolled his eyes before taking another sip of his hot tea as he looked at the Skrill's face that was frozen in an expression of anger with its wings spread out as far they could
"Did we lose anybody while they were freezing him?" Cameron asked the General
"There were a few injuries, but we didn't lose anybody, but either way he put a good fight until the end from what I've heard." He replied
"I can see it in his face..." Cameron said to him, "Leave us please."
The Officer nodded and took one last look at the Skrill before leaving Cameron's office while Cameron continued to look at the Skrill
"Looks like your luck finally ran out Mr. President or I should I say former president?" Cameron said to the Skrill before going to his desk, "And don't worry, I'm sure your son and his family will be joining you in there soon enough!"
Kansas City, Kansas
Coalition Headquarters
Early the next day – March 21st, 2246; 0356 Hours
The commander of the Coalition forces preparing to attack Britannia, General Earl Smict, who usually commanded the 3rd Shock Army, was standing in front a large screen with a map of the Viking Verse British Isles on it showing the locations of Roman and Blackwater installations and troop concentrations on the islands along with the location of the several Coalition fleets that were positioning themselves all around the islands
"Is everything in position?" Smict asked one of his Ensigns
"Yes sir." He replied
Smict took a deep breath
"Give the order..." He said to the Ensign
"Right away sir!" The Ensign replied before going to the nearby radio operator and telling him to give the order for the invasion forces to commence Operation Just Fury