Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

NO MORE RUNNING (Part 2)

She backed up a few steps from Lenin's snarky response. In her mind, she knew that Conqueror had more than anger against Hamen, and that part of it was justified. When one was consumed by their own anger against another, it is that rabbit hole of self-destruction they would go down. Slowly deteriorating until when they have finally defeated their enemy, their spot has already been taken by them.

When Hamen came out all cleaned up, Conqueror grabbed him by the collar with his left hand violently and dragged him into a new room, and then over to chair with cuffs crudely bolted to it.

He yelled into his face angrily, scaring the shit out of him "When I ask you a question, you will answer it! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"

"ye...yes," Hamen said quietly as he was being dragged.

Conqueror could smell his fear, the sweat beating off of his forehead, and breathing speeding up. It was a good sign, Hamen was beginning to crack.

SLAM!

Conqueror threw him into the chair and then cuffed him down tightly himself. The pain came through Hamen's wrists in knife-like patterns.

The room itself was one being used to store empty barrels of fuel and oil.

Broken gears, pistons, sprockets, and wheels laid by the sides. The floor stained with the chemicals that spilled out, dying the white texture in a dark mix.

The blue walls themselves were succumbing to the chemicals they were never meant to face. Paint peeling off like dead skin, revealing the structure from within.

The air was cold, chilly, and whichever part of your body that was sensitive would shiver.

Smells of old gasoline and oil grease mixed together into a scent that would make anybody sick, even after eating nothing.

CHIK CHIK!

Conqueror loaded back the gun.

"Why did you betray the Parabellum?!"

Hamen responded the same way he did to Erwin, just with more into dept on why then what he felt about it. His voice was shaking, and so was he as the sight of the gun felt like the sickle of the grim reaper.

Then he decided that since Conqueror seemed like he was one of the top leaders around here, he told him an extra piece of information.

"I fear this"

"And what is this that you fear"

"They will have to find one of the four to replace my position, and that person... would be Woden"

"What is there to fear on that, we have already seen at he can do"

"But you haven't!"

Conqueror was taken back by it, he should be the one yelling here.

"Why is that!" He screamed into Hamens face.

"Since I was at the top, I held back Woden's sick strategies and tortures all his life, but now since I'm not there, and along with the mass amount of anger the three schools have against me... There will be nothing to hold him back, and to add fuel to the hellfire, he has the support of everybody around him"

Conqueror brought his face back, allowing Hamen to breathe freely again.

"We know our enemy is tougher, more armored, out numbers and outguns us, and due to the fact that we cannot fight on two fronts. Now with a deranged person in control, our potential slaughter will be made worse"

Conqueror after giving his sentence on their situation aimed his gun at Hamens forehead. One bullet was all it would take. It would travel through the front of his skull, destroy his brain, and enter out the back. So easy to do, but so hard to bring yourself to it, except for Conqueror.

"So how does one man help us!" Conqueror practically screamed.

Hamen then said crying "me and Erwins crew went on a rampage in the Tog II LB you saw outside! We destroyed most of the main camp that had the majority of the Christian boy academies tanks! Hence it is marginally weaker there than the other schools! And since you told me you guys cannot fight on two fronts! We must attack there swift and fast, no slacking off and or going slowly!"

He aimed the gun away, put the safety on, and put it back on its strap then slung it back underneath his cape. Hamen finally began to calm down, his heart and veins were at an all-time high like a steam train being pushed to its limit, now finally calming down.

Breathing in big gulps of air as Conqueror undid the handcuffs, and let him walk on his own out of the room.

Darjeeling, Nemesis, Miho, Kay, and Lenin were all waiting outside.

 "Wells guys, we have our attack plan" Conqueror beamed.

"And I need to lay down," Hamen said weirdly before fainting onto the floor from the intense situation he had just been through.

Back over at the Parabellum, Kuchiriakto and Woden had met up. Normally since they didn't prefer to be together, a call or texting was morally preferred. Yet this was different, it was of the utmost importance.

The sun was setting as they had left in the mourning, and had taken most of the day to meet up.

Once landed with the recognizable screeching of the tires, they did not hesitate to begin assessing the situation.

The sun's orange and yellow shined around Woden's backside as he walked away from the horizon. Illuminating like the darkness in the light that he was. He was war, war is pain, tragedy, atrocities, and the purest form of darkness.

Kuchirikato fumed "Hamen has betrayed us! The great Parrabelum and every great thing it stands for! and I... don't know what to do"

Woden bent his head sideways and piped up "We are second in line behind him, and I guessed this would happen to judging by how he kept my great ideas quiet"

"What ideas were those?"

"Annihilation, slaughter, genocide, and strategies that combine all of these wonderful factors into the ultimate fighting technique"

Kuchiriakato brought out his sword, and this caused Woden to jerk back. If he were to attack him, Woden would have to put him down, but doing so would be a huge hit to the Shitteno Academys moral.

Instead of attacking him, he bent down onto his knee. Woden wasn't taken back by this, and he wasn't surprised either. This was the highest form of honor a Japanese person could bestow unto a person, and Woden was no stranger to it. He was sitting on what was now a mountain of power for his taking.

"I want you to be the leader of the Parabellum. Pain is the best teacher, and it taught you more than it did me. You are wise, cunning, and superior my great Woden... God of war"

Woden picked up his sword and knighted him with it. Kuchirikato gasped in surprise. He was feeling shame, grief, and guilt for putting so much trust into Hamen, and Woden to still honor him after this was unprecedented.

"You have made a wise decision today, and have earned the right to lead your own school, as I shall lead the majority of our forces. We will work together more closely now, and without the restraints, Hamen put on us

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Our terror knows no bounds

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kill count staggering

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This will bloody fun won't it, so fun it will spill on the ground in a fountain of gore"

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Thank you for reading!

This is it, the Parabellum is about to reach its bloody stage. Comment who you think will win!