Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

THE WAR TO END ALL WARS

A huge light engulfed the P1500 Monster.

Huge chunks of shrapnel flew everywhere, hitting their tanks like giant metal fists, and Parts landed in every conceivable place.

The fire rose high like long streamers at a festival, the smoke midnight black.

Conqueror ordered his tank to stop, and once the metal stop coming down, he opened his hatch. The sight was glorious, but the cost was immense.

The glorious Candian leader, Matteo Tremblay, paid with his life to save more than just his soldiers. He fought without remorse, no mercy, and knowing no cost greater than life to defend one's country, and that was what he did. His legacy would be told around Canada for decades to come.

His ancestors did the same in WW1, WW2, and modern-day missions.

A burning Stetson (The Royal Mountie Hat) came down in front of Conqueror and hung on the machine gun. He grabbed it off, put out the fire on it with his hand, and looked inside to see who it was.

Inscribed in sharpie was the name 'Matteo J Tremblay'

The Germans, Japnese, and some Christians had retreated, but they had sustained a massive blow on them. Now at the edge before the firestorm, their sense of where they were had completely faded. Everything had been so utterly destroyed the deeper that they went in, that landmarks and clear signs were now gone.

They decided to set up camp for the night on the edge of the city. The fire kilometers away looked like the gate of hell. Its fire as red as stoplights, orange flowing from it, and the smoke covering up the sky. Seemingly a portal to another dimension, at times, hard to believe it was man-made.

That night, Katyusha was walking along a dark path only illuminated in a dim red from the distant flames.

Behind her, she heard footsteps and looked to see who, to what it could be.

It was Lenin, and he came beside her. He still had his usual green uniform and Maska 1 on.

He asked, "So I see you and Kirovets have been getting close as of late, whys that."

Katyusha answered rather quickly "Well, despite him being more than three times my size, he made me feel comfortable about mine. He also showed me that our personalities do not fit our body, but that's what so special about it."

Lenin got closer to her and said "But if you two get physical, won't simple physics cause him to crush you, a simple yet impenetrable barrier. So why not settle for someone closer to your size."

Katyusha thought for a moment.

The dim red light seemed to grow in illumination.

Lenin took her hand and said, "Are you and Kirovets dating yet."

"No..."

"Then perhaps we should have a one-night stand, just me and you."

Katyusha blushed hard but still had her arms crossed.

She said in a low voice "Is that all."

"Well no, my dear. My bed is huge and comfortable, the food and wine expensive."

She thought for a moment, but was interrupted by him taking her hand and saying "Let's go then, shall we."

While he walked her quickly to his huge tent, he felt his heart pound with excitement. All those years of searching and pain had all come to this.

Once in his tent, the inside actually impressed her and would so anyone. The massive green bed with its soft red sheets. The light above cast a warm glow onto everything.

Once Katyusha laid herself on the bed with a rather down expression, Lenin came on top of her.

He said before proceeding to undress her "There is no pain greater than the physical."

Katyusha thought on this as she was stripped bare.

'Pain. It's the emotional I always felt. The feeling of being up high only sounded like a drug, but now since I've stopped and looked into myself, it's been different."

Just when she was down to her underwater, she put her hand against Lenin's sheet and asked"How long have you been at the top of your school for?"

Lenin grabbed her hand and put it up against the side of his helmet, rubbing it, then said "Ever since the day I came there."

"It is what people see you as."

"Strong, menacing, and a large presence, yes mam."

"You ever stepped down."

"no..."

"Why not."

"Because... I tried it once."

"How did it g*"

She was imminently cut off by him saying "I was ridiculed for my height, shamed for my size, and burned for it! My life is far harder than anyone else's, especially yours!"

Katyusha indignantly said back "IT IS! Short men like you have a harder time than people like me. I'm called cute continuously and how I'm like a pocket-sized teddy bear, those are compliments, and what did people call you."

Lenin said "tiny little shit, weakling, and disabled. All my life I have been denied everything because of my physical abilities, but ever since I rose to the top, I have gotten everything I want. A group in my school made fun of me, and they were suspended the next day. Another group bullied me, and they were sent to the hospital the next. The last thing I ever wanted was love"

He forced both of her hands down and said "So let me have this."

She struggled against his strength and saw that simply pushing back wasnt enough. Her heart pounding, and her mind in a fray as she panicked.

Her eyes darting everywhere for something to use, and then a brilliant idea came to her mind.

She grabbed a piece of the blanket, wrapped it around her fists, and yanked it, causing Lenin to land on the side. With this freehand, she wrapped the fine fabric around Lenin's head, surely making it to the hot inside of his helmet.

She tied it quicker than he could fight back, putting her legs around his head. He got off the bed and gean to swing her around like a boomerang. Until eventually he felt his way over to his dresser, opened a cabinet franticly, and brought out a machete.

He knew by heart where it was and it occurred to her this might not have been his first rodeo.

In a blunt motion, he swung back the sharp end with not much force due to the awkward force, but sliced the left side of her face, narrowly avoiding her eye. Ruby-red blood gushed from the wide cut, and she fell painfully to the floor with a THUD!

Kirovets then came in and was horrified at what he saw. Katyusha lying on the ground with her face bleeding all over her naked body, and Lenin holding the bloody machete while taking the blanket off of him.

Once it was off, and Lenin looked at Kirovets, he screamed "Put her on the bed! hold her down for me or knock her cold!"

Kirovets didn't move.

"THAT'S IS AN ORDER! DON'T MAKE ME BRING BACK YOUR BAD TIMES!"

This time he moved, gently grabbing her, and putting her on the bed. The blood soaking into the blankets, turning them a darker green. Lenin grabbed a pistol, the MP-443 Grach, and while still holding the machete.

Katyusha silently cried as Lenin came beside Kirovets.

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Thank you for reading!

See you in part two!