700 years ago...Alex "The Feroce" Boccia remained behind when Genghis Khan led the Mongol Horde back to China. After leading many into war and conquering 100's of villages and cities he knew it was time to move onto something bigger. He stowed away on a Japanese Junk ship, and traveled west to find the best of the best. The best of what, he did not know, but they would soon be found! Three phases of the moon later the ship collided with a monster of a glacier. As the ship sunk the trio set sail upon the Glacier where they would find the one and only Seth "The Skull Splitter" Peterson, a long lost Scandinavian Viking King. After a grueling brawl Seth had proved worthy of standing travel with Alex. Their journey on the glacier had come to an end as it melted down and left them high and dry amongst the chard remains of a war torn land dotted with severed body parts and contorted ruins of metal and concrete. It would seem that Glacier was in fact a chronoporter, and had ejected them into a time of the future. The duo found themselves choking on the smoke and gas that saturated the air. Just then a series of low pitched reverberations bellowed through the silence, and through the haze a figure emerged. This thing was of human shape, but was no human being. The discarded limbs of fallen combatants were fused to the torso in a powerful mass, and the head; the head was half replaced by a cybernetic node. Known only by a lifeless name tag labeled "Chris1117" the creature stalked them in the shadows, just beyond the crest of light. Seth and Alex acknowledged the beings presence, and they were now a dynamic trio! At the fore front of the wind and at the heels of the sunset, Old Ironsides continues their journey...there are many pages still to be written!