Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

CANNING FOR REVENGE (part 2)

During the party when I was fifteen, I had stopped growing and was six foot two inches tall. Everyone took notice, and getting the guys wasn't that hard until I came across a person my mind had taken a chemical jump from. We talked about ourselves, and eventually went on to rambling about nonsense after I had taken more than a few drinks... and she had too.

Drunken out of our minds, we went into her car to have a mini wrestling fight to see if my muscles were what they were toned up to be. I won every fight, and we sure did rock that suspension for a good ten minutes until she asked... If I had sex. I said no, and that wasn't into any guys in my school and outside. She then asked, "so you like girls". My heart jumped I believe, but seeing as how I had done no flirting or exchanging numbers of interest with any, I came to the same conclusion.

I don't remember how hard we went at it, but seeing as how I had the buttons of my shirt around my bust area were strewn to all the different crevices, and our clothes in each direction of the available space in the car we were in, we didn't stop until our bodies went 'night, night'.

When she finally woke up, I said "So I'm a girl lover huh?" she replied back whilst rubbing her head "Seeing as how you dominated me last night, I'd say your a pretty good one"

We put on our attire and when she dropped me off at home, she had slipped her number into my tight jeans pocket, amazing it didn't get destroyed in there. My burst of happiness was cut short by belt loops with non-varnished edges. My mom wouldn't stop, she didn't, and she wasn't.

Nemesis then laid down beside kay, and with noticing, beginning playing with her own hair.

The whippings came down like artillery. My clear skin was now whipped and bleeding in multiple spots. My perfect clear skin that mouths would drop at when I put on gym clothes or a bikini, now ruined. The last belt she aimed at my head with the intention of taking out my vision, I could allow it any more. She was no longer my mother, no DNA test, pictures, or paperwork could convince me otherwise now.

I grabbed the belt by its buckle. It stung and bruised the palm of my hand, but it was nothing compared to what I did next. Yanking the belt away, I then punched her square in the nose with the fist of all the adrenalin and strength I had.

I broke my now disowned mother's nose. The belt, on the other hand, I threw away that Kresis craft made torture weapon that mother had turned it into. Whilst she laid there screaming at me through the pain, I grabbed all of my belongings, clothes, and whatnot, and ran.

But before I made it out of my street and to live at Esme's house, my mother yelled through the blood "You think my rein of punishment on you will end! It will simply go on to another!"

All I knew after I left was that my brother had gotten into a fight with my dad. He blamed my brother for not being good enough, and proceed to grab a pipe, my brother had a trick up his sleeve though.

We had played with throwing knives we found when we were kids and up to our teens. Either throwing them at targets, pieces of wood, or fruit. I was terrible at it, but he got after just a couple of years, a professional dart throwers accuracy.

It went as expected. The police report on the paper read that he threw two knives into the neck of his dad (who later bled to death) to protect himself. All I know now is that he didn't receive jail time.

Onley just two days of living with my newfound family, he arrived. That was when I met Thanatos at a tankery match, it was Krupp Boys Academy vs French Girls Academy. He simply came up to me to shake my hand. It was a weird gesture for the enemy school's third captain to do but excepted as I thought he was nice. I was wrong.