A war of the Icy Sea

Chapter 3, HMS Norway to the rescue

2 days after the Norway encountered the Spirit of Arrendelle

The Norway continued to steam through the waves at a leisurely 18 knots. The ship was still buzzing with confusion and excitement as the Crew discussed the mysterious Sailing Ship that they encountered only 2 days previously. Alexander was curious too but he had a Battle Cruiser to command so he had no time for idle gossip. As usual, he strolled across the deck, checking on the crew and making sure nothing could go wrong. But the sailing ship was on his mind, no matter how small that thought was.

As he strolled back onto the bridge, he nodded with a smile at Davies and looked out at the horizon. But as he looked, he saw a patch of smoke!

"Davies, you see that smoke on the horizon?" Alexander asked.

"Only when you pointed it out sir" Davies replied.

Alexander's eyes narrowed as he looked through his binoculars at the smoke. He could barely see the tops of masts but that was about it.

Turning to Davies, he said "Launch the Recon Plane and get it to find out where that smoke is coming from. We will follow"

Davies nodded and proceeded to order the crew to carry out Alexander's instructions. The Swordfish Floatplane launched, filling the air with the loud Buzzing of its radial engine. The Norway turned to follow the Plane.

"Sir, this is Recon Plane. That source of smoke you saw, it seems to be coming from a naval battle between several little sailing ships and one large sailing ship" the Plane radioed.

That perked Alexander's interest greatly.

"Any specifics on the large sailing ship?" he asked.

"From what we can see sir, that large sailing ship looks exactly like the one that we encountered two days ago" The Plane radioed back.

"Stay over the area for as long as you can but don't draw any attention to yourself. We're coming" Alexander replied.

Tension mounted like pressure on the turbines as the Norway sped to within proper visual range of the sailing vessels.

Davies took a quick glance through his binoculars and when he spoke to Alexander, his face was pale.

"Sir, the Recon Plane's right. It is that large sailing vessel we encountered two days ago!" He said with a shaky voice.

Alexander nodded before he said "Don't do anything just yet."

"But sir! How can we not take sides?" Davies protested.

Just as he said that, one of the smaller sailing vessels turned towards the Norway!

It ran up flags from its masts saying "Heave to or we fire!"

Alexander then decided what was to be done.

"Go to Battle Stations!" He ordered.

The sound of the General Alarm rang throughout the ship as men rushed to their posts, shells were loaded into the guns and now the gunners were awaiting the order to fire.

The small sailing vessel then turned to present its full broadside of guns. Before anyone could do anything, the sailing vessel opened fire. The ten twelve pounder cannon balls flew through the air and bounced right off the Norway's armour!

"I guess that shows who we shoot at" Davies said.

Alexander smiled as he spoke into the microphone that connected to all weapons stations.

"Engage and destroy all of the smaller sailing ships"

The main gun turrets swung around to face the smaller sailing ships and the 8 15 inch guns opened fire with a loud BOOM! The High explosive shells flew through the air and exploded as soon as they hit the small sailing ship that fired at the Norway, turning it from a ship to a barely recognisable mess of wood, metal and Canvas.

Princess Anna genuinely thought that she was going to die. The crew of the Spirit of Arrendelle fought bravely but everyone knew it was a hopeless fight. Hope seemed lost, until a loud BOOM filled the air and one of the attacking Wesleton ships exploded!

"What was that?" someone cried out.

The sound of water rushing passing a hull reached Anna's ears and a sight that brought fear and joy to her heart met her eyes.

"IT'S THE SMOKING SHIP!" Anna yelled as the ship turned several mounted guns to point at another of the Wesleton sailing ships. The smoking ship's guns fired again and turned another Wesleton ship into fragments. The Smoking ship turned around as if it had heard Anna's shouts and fired its huge guns at the third and only remaining Wesleton ship. But the captain of this ship was very smart indeed. The Wesleton ship nimbly avoided the Smoking ship's attack and came very close to the Spirit of Arrendelle.

"Prepare to repel boarders!" the Spirits captain shouted.

He was right, all of a sudden; a huge hoard of Wesleton Troops came flying over the side of the Spirit and began to engage the Spirits crew in fighting.

Rushing to avoid being attacked by the Wesleton Troops, Anna began to climb up one of the masts with Kristoff close behind. As they climbed, the Smoking ship turned to present its full broadside of weapons and instead of the huge guns firing, hundreds of tiny little guns began rattling loudly, spitting thousands upon thousands of little hypersonic needles. Anna and Kristoff watched from the safety of the crow's nest as the Spirit's crew with help from the Smoking ship, quickly cut down all of the Wesleton Soldiers.

By the time the smoke had cleared, the sole remaining Wesleton ship was nowhere to be seen. The Smoking ship slowly came alongside the Spirit and settled into a guarding position on the Spirit's port flank.

The Battle had been brief for the crew of HMS Norway, but everyone knew that the danger wasn't far away. The Recon Plane had been picked up as soon as it had landed and now it was dark and wreckage from the Large Sailing Ship was being cleared. To aid them, the Norway's searchlights were now lighting up the night sky. Alexander had delayed using them, thinking that the Sailing ship's crew might think it was some unwholesome act on Norway's part.

The crew of the sailing ship were busy treating the wounded also. The Norway's doctor had requested to go over to the sailing ship to see if he could help but Alexander had decided they should wait until the next day to send anyone across. Right now, Alexander was sitting on his desk chair in his cabin. Thinking about the day's events. It was then he decided, tomorrow he would go over to the sailing ship. Tomorrow, he would meet the people who he and his ship saved.