Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

BURNING CROSS (Part 3)

After a timed twenty minutes of them doing the most shameful dance known to them, they were pulled off the Tog II. The knights clapped and cheered but not for them. They had been 'cleansed' as so they said.

Their stomachs rumbled from hunger, their body sweating up a storm from what they had just done. All of this combined caused Caeser to throw up.

"Throwing up after we praise you! What a piece of filth your personality is!" Knight four yelled angrily before wiping her mouth with a cloth and tossing it aside.

"Were hungry! Feed us please" Erwin bagged.

"Begging for food is what pigs do! Besides, you won't need food after what your gonna do"

They were being brought up to the Popes Tog II, and beside it off to the right, was a huge tank looking object under a black blanket. It had a very long and tall silhouette.

The tent upon it wasn't big, but not small. The golden cross strung on each side and its white walls made it look like a miniature church almost.

Up the steps they went up, each feeling like a piece of them removed, torn apart and burned. The knights weren't Christian at all, they didn't view them as human beings, but mere pleasure tools. The blood, bone, and flesh that made up the girls was just a mechanism for tasks, not the vital functions of the human soul.

It was Satan sitting upon the throne they deemed gods. Drawing back the curtain, the five of them were shoved in.

"if he requires our assistance, we will string your limbs on chains!" The main knight called to them before dropping the door closed.

The pope to them was average height, looked to have soft skin, but most of all had his entire fancy robe on and standing.

To point out the elephant in the room, he looked uncomfortable.

"In the chest to your left is all the truth you need," He said in his low soft voice.

They walked over slowly to the old wooden chests. What could be in them was left to their imagination plagued with fear.

Cracking it open a chip, they saw it was their school uniform. Skirts, shirt, vest, the entire set.

In a mad rampage, they put it on to cover up all of their skin. The exposure they went through was still being processed, the first stage of realization. "What haths had just happened I can have no comprehension of your thought, or the emotions being conveyed within your souls"

Erwin spoke up upon his pause.

"Why, why has this happened"

"The one they call above as their god told them to do such. I am but a bridge for their belief he existence"

"So why would you listen to it, and tell them"

The Pope took a moment to speak.

"I know it will be hard to comprehend from experiencing apart of it first hand. I had to listen to the voice, the person whose name I dare not say, as I couldn't let myself be replaced"

The Hippo team sat on his bed to listen, and he sat down also.

"I'm his son, but mark my words the way he swore by his. If I were to go against him, he would easily find another person who would listen by both heart and soul"

Erwin thought in her head for a quick moment "I think I know where he is going. He hadn't done what the knights said he would. Despite us girls being in fantastic shape with great bodies, he didn't raise a finger. To add to this great fire, he told us to put on our clothing"

"So I decided to know the Parabellum from both back and center, forward and back. All tanks, strategies, and weapons, except for a very few. Having me on your side will better a hopeful victory against the Parabellum"

Erwin gave a nod to her crew, and they lunged out towards him.

Not to strangle him, choke, kill or knock out, but to hug him. The Pope didn't know how to take it.

"What made you betray them?" Erwin asked.

"Well," The Pope began.

"When I began to learn about both Heaven and Hell, I based on which place you went on human pain and benefits to all. This became to ingrained into my mind, andover the years I learned of the Parrabellums hellish, unholy intent, that I came to a reconciliation"

He took a brief pause then spoke again.

"If I were to run, and let the slaughter happen, I would go to hell, and going with it would guarantee me a place with Satan, but... If I were to go with it, and then use the knowledge against them, I just might have the chance to get into heaven"

The air fell with silence. A bad and good feeling came into their stomachs.

"Why are you sure about which place you will go?"

The Pope looked down and the tried to look her back into her eyes. He couldn't, the answer would make them care about him. He didn't want another tragedy for them, not all after what has happened, and what was to come. The answer needed to be spilled like the waters of truth he trudged lightly on.

"If I were captured, or after the war and there comes the war crime trails. I will be executed. That is all far off though, we must focus on our escape from here"

The outside dancing and music could be distinctly heard. The demonic intents, commitments, and acts already committed were known to them. Experienced it or not.

"So this school is evil? Then why don't we make our exit loud and proud, and by the way, what is your name?"

He smiled and got up, standing on the bed.

He said lowly but firmly "My name is Pope, and I know exactly

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How we are going to start the beginning of the end for them

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or us"

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Comment what you think is that tall and dark 'tank' like object.