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A/N #1: Welcome to my most unusual crossover, ever; circa the 1840s.
A/N #2: The title says it all. This story is so random that I cannot even determine what a good title should be. Maybe my kind readers will help; hint, hint. It does take place in the time of Frozen and Tangled, with a sprinkling of the magic (and weaponry) of Star Wars.
A/N #3: I do not own Frozen, Tangled, or Star Wars, although I do own my OCs and this storyline…, wherever it may take us.
A/N #4: This is a definite AU story where my mind is allowed to run free…so please keep that in mind!
A/N #5: In this story, the queens of Arendelle and Corona are sisters, but not just any sisters.
A/N #6: The Tale of Princess Rebecca; Liberator / Vanquisher / etc…
Chapter 3
"A mission for us…; the RCNS Annabella Marie? Are you sure?!" The quite shocked pair of Amanda and Rupert asked as they looked at their niece lightly nodding her head.
"Yes. I am most definitely sure. The Annabella Marie, named after our favorite warrior princess, after myself that is, is sure to keep the advantage in the coming battle squarely in our court," the ever confident Rebecca replied.
"You know we will do anything in our power to assist you. What is the plan?" Rupert asked.
"Well, while I know that the Flynn Rider II and the Amanda Katelyn are more than a match for the ancient technology of the Duchy of Weselton, I want to ensure that the scales are firmly tipped in our direction." Rebecca stated with a never before seen resolve.
"Ok…" Amanda hesitantly stated as she took in the new found confidence of an already confident warrior princess.
Rebecca gestured again to the map and all could see the single blue blip representing the Annabella Marie suddenly letting lose an eight shot salvo as the Flynn Rider II and the Amanda Katelyn altered course to target the ships near the end of the line. These weapons, striking the targeted ships well below the waterline, completely destroyed these ships in super massive explosions that left the surviving crewmen completely demoralized. Among the roughly 700 killed in the melee were the commanding admiral of the Duchy's fleet, along with his entire staff. This irreplaceable loss completely turned the tables and ensured the success of the mission.
"Do you see the ships to target?" Rebecca asked.
"Yes. I also note that besides the commanding admiral's ship, we are also targeting the division commanders as well." Rupert replied.
"Exactly. Now, before you go, I want you to have these. Your secondary mission will be to go to the Southern Isles as our vanguard. I am quite sure that the five of us will have no issues." Rebecca surprisingly said as she handed both Amanda and Rupert a matching set of lightsabers.
As an awestruck Amanda held hers up and flipped it on, the soon to be familiar snap-hiss of the blade coming to life echoed through the room.
"Wow!" Amanda stated as she held the weapon aloft and waved it around as she took in the sight of the blade that no known material could stop.
"It is a perfect match to your eyes, Mandy." Rupert stated as he activated his own emerald green hued blade and also waved it around.
"It is a perfect fit for my hand as well. I am quite sure that they will not know what hit them." Amanda stated quite categorically.
"Are you ready, Becky?" Johannes the Younger asked as he watched Amanda and Rupert deactivate their weapons and return them to their equipment belts.
"Yes, I think so. One more thing," Rebecca stated as she moved to an unnoticed box in the corner of the king's office.
"What is it?" Marcus the Younger asked.
"I would like you all to wear these." Rebecca stated as she handed each of her team a black hued hooded cape.
"What the…?" Rapunzel murmured.
"When we get to the Duke's mansion, I want maximum intimidation and foreboding. I know of no better way than by dressing in all black. The other components of the all black uniforms are already on the Flynn Rider II, the Amanda Katelyn, and the Annabella Marie," Rebecca stated as she looked at the looks of agreement on the four other young people.
"Rebecca Catherine…" Rapunzel softly began.
"Yes, mom?" Rebecca answered.
"I know you will be, but please be careful."
"I will. We will be back in no time."
"Good luck." King William said as the group turned to leave.
"They are walking into history, aren't they?" Eugene asked Lord Marcus the Elder.
"Yes, Eugene, they are; most especially your daughter. The name Princess Rebecca Catherine Rapunzel Fitzherbert of the Royal Kingdom of Corona-by-the-Sea is soon to be known throughout all Sonnen III as the giver of liberty and freedom and the vanquisher of fear and want. Her name will have added to it 'the fearless' within the next seven days."
Meanwhile, in Arendelle…
"So the rumors are true." King Christian glumly stated as, while seated at his massive desk in his study, he looked at the newly delivered dispatches from both the Duchy of Weselton and the Kingdom of the Southern Isles.
"What are we to do?" Queen Synnøve asked; the worry very prevalent on her flawless features.
"I do not see how we have much of a choice. We must sortie what little navy the Royal Kingdom of Arendelle-of-the-Fjords have and hope for the best."
"Is this my fault?" Crown Princess Elsa quietly asked, her voice barely a whisper, as she thought back to her actions as queen in the aftermath of the Great Thaw.
"Absolutely NOT!" King Christian, Queen Synnøve, and Princess Anna all categorically stated.
"But…?" Elsa questioningly asked.
"Elsa, my darling daughter, you did what I would have surely done had I been in the same place," King Christian compassionately stated as he walked over to where Elsa stood and briefly hugged her. "You fulfilled your royal duties with the proper mix of strictness and fairness, and I daresay that I would have probably had the pair executed, along with the Duke's henchmen. Such an act would not have gone over very well as Arendelle is well known as a compassionate kingdom. Never doubt yourself; that is all I ask. Being a ruler, unfortunately, is all about taking the proper fork in the proverbial road as they are encountered and includes most of the time taking the lesser of two evils. Sometimes there is no correct answer; only a less incorrect one. Given the very poor job that I did preparing you for the job, you did quite admirably in making due in a situation that I could not even begin to imagine or counter."
"Thank you, daddy." An obviously relieved Elsa sighed as she took in the sight of the three most important people in her life.
"Remember Elsa, Hans of the Southern Isles tried to kill you and left me to freeze! Don't even get me started with the Duke. What a disgusting man! Always remember that I love you, and love will always thaw!" Anna stated with a large smile as she took her sister's very warm hands in her own before pulling her into a warm hug that was soon joined by her parents.
"We ALL love you, Elsa!" Christian, Synnøve, Kai and Gerda all stated with such emotion that there was no doubt possible.
"Don't forget me!" Olaf stated as he waddled over.
"And, I love you all!" Elsa replied.
"I am quite sure that we will prevail through the help of others." Kai, the ever able Chief of Staff stated.
"The help of others? But, who?" Synnøve asked.
"I don't know how I know, but I feel our savior is well known to our kingdom for another event…"
"He is? I guess so…" Christian stated with very little enthusiasm.
"Have faith, your majesty. All will be alright in the end. More than alright, in fact. I do think, however, that it will be a 'she,' not a 'he' that is the person responsible." Kai stated.
"If you say so…" King Christian very quietly stated as he completely missed the key words of Kai.
Back in Corona, specifically on board the Flynn Rider II…
"Admiral Wilhelm…?" Rebecca requested as she came up on the quarterdeck after changing into her all black uniform; her cape billowing in the light breeze.
"Yes, my ladyship…"
"We are ready to get underway, yes?" Rebecca asked as she came up to the chart laid out for her and began plotting the course to the intercept point.
"Yes, my lady. Orders?" The admiral asked as he took in the sight of his fleet admiral without even a second thought.
"Signal the Amanda Katelyn to raise steam pressure in preparation to get underway."
"Captain Callahan, please signal the Amanda Katelyn to raise steam pressure to 250 PSI. Commander Yeager, please signal the engine room to raise the Flynn Rider's steam pressure to 250 PSI."
"At once, sir. Signalman, please raise the 'prepare to get underway' signal. Engine Room, please raise steam pressure to maximum." Commander Yeager first called to the signalman standing by on the quarterdeck before calling through the voice tube linking the quarterdeck with the engine room.
"Aye." The signalman responded as he hoisted the appropriate flags to the yardarm.
On board the Amanda Katelyn…
"Well, boys, it looks like it is time for us to kick some Weasel Town ass. Commander Townsend, please inform the engine room to raise steam pressure to maximum." The ever confident and sure Captain Forrester stated as he saw the signal rise to the yardarm of the Flynn Rider II.
"At once sir! Attention engine room, raise steam pressure to maximum!" Commander Townsend called to the engine room through a similar voice tube.
On board the Flynn Rider II…
"Captain Callahan, steam pressure is at maximum. We are ready to get underway." Commander Yeager stated as he watched the steam pressure repeater gauge pointer steadying on 250 PSI.
"Very good. Admiral, with your permission…" Captain Callahan began.
"Cast off all lines." Admiral Wilhelm replied in response to the slight head bow from his fleet admiral.
"Cast off all lines, aye. Alright, cast off all lines." Captain Callahan called out to his deck crew and the dockside crew standing by.
The combined team made quick work of setting the Flynn Rider II free of its restraint holding it steady against the Royal Dock.
"My lady, shall we raise your command pennant?" Admiral Wilhelm asked.
"No. As secrecy is of utmost importance, no one can know that I am on board. We shall raise YOUR command pennant." Rebecca stated to the minor shock of all within ear shot.
"As you command, my lady. Please post the colors." Admiral Wilhelm requested.
"Post the colors, aye." Captain Callahan confirmed.
The deck hands made quick work of raising the golden sun adorned purple pennant of the Royal Kingdom of Corona-by-the-Sea and the single silver starred pennant of Rear Admiral Gustav Wilhelm.
On board the Amanda Katelyn…
"Captain Forrester, steam pressure is at maximum. We are ready to get underway." Commander Townsend stated as he watched the steam pressure repeater gauge pointer steadying on 250 PSI.
"Cast off all lines." Captain Forrester replied as he could see the Flynn Rider II casting off its mooring lines.
"Cast off all lines, aye. Alright, cast off all lines." Commander Townsend called out to his deck crew and the dockside crew standing by.
The combined team made quick work of setting the Amanda Katelyn free of its restraint holding it steady against the Royal Dock.
"Please post the colors." Captain Forrester requested.
"Post the colors, aye." Commander Townsend confirmed.
The deck hands made quick work of raising the golden sun adorned purple pennant of the Royal Kingdom of Corona-by-the-Sea.
Meanwhile, a short distance away in a hidden alcove of the port of Corona, the Annabella Marie gently rocked as the tides coming in from the Azul Sea brushed against the rock outcroppings that served to camouflage this important military installation from the prying eyes of the general public and those without a need to know.
"Well, Amanda, are we ready to get underway?" Rupert asked his wife.
"Yes, Rupert. Let's get this show on the road! We have a very important appointment that we cannot be late for!"
"Ok. Raising steam pressure to 550 PSI. Steam pressure at maximum. Casting off all lines." Rupert stated.
"If you please…" Amanda stated as she saw all was ready.
"Next stop, Arendelle Fleet." Rupert said as he first sat in front of the helm, and then smoothly move the throttle lever forward. The near instantaneous application of over 2,000 pounds of force to the very special propulsors quickly accelerated the Annabella Marie from a standing stop to almost 70 knots. As the speed increased past 30 knots the very special hydrofoils attached in three places to the hull of the very special vessel began to bite into the surrounding and lifted the entire ship until only the three hydrofoils maintained any contact with the waters of the Azul Sea.
"We should reach them in about a day and a half." Amanda stated as both Rupert and Marcus the Younger nodded in agreement.
On board the Flynn Rider II…
Rebecca, seeing that all was ready on board her incognito flagship, quietly gave her next order.
"Admiral Wilhelm, after leaving the confines of our harbor, please increase speed to flank, and set course for 74 degrees north latitude and 15 degrees east longitude. Our quarry will be found there. Signal the Amanda Katelyn with these instructions."
"As you wish, my lady. Captain Callahan, please bring us out of the harbor."
"At once, sir. Mr. Yeager, if you please."
"Aye. Helm, steer course zero one zero degrees. Engine room, all head one quarter."
"Steer course zero one zero." The helmsman replied.
"All ahead one quarter." The Officer of the Deck called as he moved the engine telegraph to the ahead, one quarter position.
Rebecca looked back over her shoulder where she could see the Amanda Katelyn matching the movements of the Flynn Rider II as both ships quickly cleared the confines of the harbor.
On the Lantern Balcony…
"Well, there they go." Queen Catherine softly said as she watched the twin prides of the Royal Coronian Navy clearing the harbor and setting course for the rendezvous with destiny.
"The planet is about to get a major kick in the rear, isn't it?" Eugene asked as the seas boiled around the sterns of the twin vessels as their machinery drove them up to their maximum speed of 45 knots.
"Yes it is. Of course, that is not always a bad thing." King William replied in his normal cryptic nature.
Three days later, about 450 miles south, southwest of Arendelle…
"Sir! We have…, something off our port bow!" A very shocked lookout called down from the highest mast of the RANS Andersen.
"What do you mean, something?" The equally shocked Arendelle ship's master called out.
"Sir, I have never seen anything like it! It is flying the flag of our brother kingdom of Corona.
"Are they signalling?"
"Yes. They are stating that we are to return to Arendelle as the Royal Corona Navy Ships Flynn Rider II and Amanda Katelyn have all well in hand."
"Well, I guess we can follow them for a little while before turning for home. I do know that I was not looking forward to facing the Duchy's fleet by ourselves."
Also three days later, about 550 miles south, southwest of Arendelle…
"My lady, the enemy is in sight. They are about two points off our port bow, range 15,000 yards." Commander Yeager stated as he took in the report from the forward lookout.
"Can they see us, yet?" Rebecca asked as the adrenaline began to flow strongly through her system as she grew ever closer to her destiny.
"I don't think so." Admiral Wilhelm replied.
"Well, I do love surprises. You may fire when ready, admiral, with half second time delay fuses."
"Aye, my lady. All guns, target the first, fourth and seventh ships and prepare to fire on my signal with a one half second time delay. Signalman, signal the Amanda Katelyn to target the twelfth, fourteenth, and sixteenth ships and prepare to fire when we do."
"Aye, captain. Commander Yeager, please make the appropriate targeting corrections."
"Weapons, please target the first ship with batteries one through three; the fourth ship with batteries four through six; and, the seventh ship with batteries seven through nine."
"Aye, XO. Range 14,500 yards, bearing mark 330 degrees. All batteries tracking targets as requested; one half second time delay set."
"My lady, the Amanda Katelyn is reporting readiness to fire. I can also see the Annabella Marie closing on its assigned targets from behind a small storm cloud."
"Very good. I knew my aunt and uncle would be on time to our party," Rebecca stated as she lifted her self-designed 75 power binoculars to her eyes and took in the sight of the pride of the Duchy's fleet as it closed in on its destiny.
"Range now 14,000 yards, with no indication that they have sighted us yet." Captain Callahan reported.
"Fire!" Rebecca called out.
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