Lt. Simon ‘Frost’ Ullarson
(Played by Trevor; updated 11/6/2014)
Trevor’s Scion: Lt. Simon “Frost” Ullarson
My name is Lt. Simon “Frost” Ullarson and I am a US Army Ranger and I want to tell you how I met my real dad. It all started when I was leading a mission in a frozen $&!^hole of a place. We were there to disarm a chemical WMD. During the operation I became separated from my squad and found myself alone in a frozen forest. Suddenly a snowy shape began to form in front of me. The shape became a man, a snowman, but unlike any I had seen before. The snow figure was of a very tall, bearded man with long braids carrying a magnificent bow and quiver. He also carried a sword. The glistening white snowman stared at me with unblinking eyes. As I watched in wonder the snowman moved towards me in a sudden flash that took my breathe away only he was no longer a snowman but a real, warm blooded person. The tall man looks at me, evaluating me, sizing me up. “Who the hell are you? I asked like a smart-ass. The man responds with a swift blow to my stomach that sends me gasping to my knees. “Don’t talk to your father like that.” He replied. “What are you talking about?” I said still gasping for air. “Get up and I’ll explain” he said simply. I struggle to my feet. The man starts walking and signals me to follow. I slowly walk beside him trying to anticipate what he’ll do next. He places his hand upon my shoulder and I feel like my heart freezes for a second. He points to the center of a frozen lake. “Go to the ice of the lake and there use your new found gifts to create gauntlets of ice.” He said simply. I’m thinking this is crazy, but I don’t want him to hit me again and I want to know what’s going on. So I go out on the ice and kneel down and place my hands on the ice and think hard about gauntlets of ice. The ice starts to climb my fingers and forms a medieval glove on my hand and wrist just like a knights. I turn my hands different ways looking in amazement. The man walks towards me as I stand and comes to my side. “I am Ullr, Norse god of Hunting and you are my son. I need you to help stop a great war that is called Ragnorok.” He said solemnly. All I can do is simply nod in my amazement. Just then I hear my squad’s voices in the distance calling my name. I turn around and throw off my ice gauntlets and see Ullr melt into the ice surrounding me.
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