December 27,1945, Fort Bragg, North Carolina
Boyd's POV
I started to focus a little bit on the road ahead, where another guy took a ride into the bus heading for Fort Bragg. I identified him as Sergeant Dane, my old commanding officer during my stint at the Airborne. I asked him if he got the same letter from "Slim Jim", and Dane just nodded back.
"You were called back too, huh?"
"Yeah, it could have been worse."
"So, why us? What kind of mission are we gonna be in this time?"
"I really don't know."
Really, I didn't know, and who wants to?
Jan. 4, 1946, Dover, England
Their commanding officer, the freshly promoted Lieutenant Jack Setzer briefed his squad for one last time before the mission.
"OK, This mission is top secret, so nobody is to go home and talk about this. Our mission is here, on the coast of Norway, and our objective is to retrieve an artifact known as the 'Grimoire of Ragnar'. The Nazis have already deployed their Jagdwaffen SS units to an unknown location near our DZ (drop zone) and has lost contact since 1942. Those guys don't know that the war's already over so we have to retrieve this book at all costs. Another primary objective is to liberate the area from SS resistance.
Gear up boys, we're leaving at midnight.
Jan. 5, 1946, 0230 Hours, Off the coast of Norway
The plane had been flying for two hours under cover of darkness and with reduced speed so as not to draw any unnecessary attention. Suddenly the plane shook violently as if it were hit by flak, but the noise that went along with it was unlike what Travers, Dane, or Setzer had heard before, a low-pitched, distorted buzz. The pilot turned on the red light to signify the preparation of the jump.
"Stand UP!"
"Hook UP!"
"Check your equipment!"
"Sound OFF!"
"One, sir"
"Two, sir"
"Travers! STAND IN THE DOOR!"
"Green Light! Go go go!"
Travers and the rest were knocked out by the sonic blast and rendered them unconscious. Luckily, they wore winter gear, and landed in an ice-covered lake. As Travers struggled to wake himself up, a slender, feminine figure approached them.
For they landed in Arendelle.
It was the woman in his dreams.
And her name was Elsa.
