Norena wandered through the streets of a countryside village once full of life, now a desolate ruin.
The village of flowers was nearly burnt to the ground in the bombardment. Squares and districts were covered in wreckage, and sandbag barricades littered the streets.
She paused by a flower garden, which had miraculously survived the attack, and walked into it.
Proud followed behind her as she stopped at a lush apple tree, and laid a hand on it.
"This place is wonderful is it not Kommandant?" Alkett began. Proud looked away from her and clenched his fists. "I-Im sorry. Its my fault...If I had lured them out-"
She cut him off. "Nein, Kommandant, your strategie was correct. You knew we could not win a close quarters scharmützel. It was in the interest of our safety"
Norena gently entwined her hands with his and brought them to her heart. "We are grateful for what you did Kommandant-but..."
Proud looked up and saw tears sliding down her cheeks. "We could have done something!". Norena sobbed. "If only we were better... if-"
Proud gently embraced her, and squeezed her tightly. Norena's eyes widened for a moment, but she closed them and returned the hug.
They basked in each other's warmth, embracing the other's company.
"I will never let you lose anything that you love again. Not now, not ever" Proud whispers. Norena pulled away and smiled. Her eyes shone red in the morning Sun, and a gentle breeze swept her pale hair across her face. She was beautiful, timeless even.
Proud reached for her cheeks and wiped off her tears.
"Really, Kommandant you're so charmant. Will you never leave me too?" She asked wistfully.
Proud bent down and picked up a flower, an Edelweiss. It was pale, and shone in the sunlight, reflecting a pure white hope. It was just like Norena, whom so valiantly fought for what seemed lost. He tucked it into her hair, and his hand slid back to her cheek.
"Jä, mein liebur."
Norena laughed and pulled him into a kiss.
"Kommandant!"
Proud smiled, as he reaches for the pim inside his pocket.
"Of course."
Author's notes.
Kommandant - Commander
Strategie - Strategy
Scharmützel - skirmish
Charmant - Charming
Jä - yes
Jä, mein liebur - Yes, my dear
Hello. It's AVALON.os here.
This is my first fiction, dedicated to a special someone. As this fic is probably the first ever in this category x I'm sure not a lot of you are aware of the game Metal Waltz.
Basically, it's an online game on Android (and soon IOS) which revolves around tanks personified into anime girls. Norena here is the persona of the German Jagdpanzer Vier Alkett (Tank Hunter IV for you English speakers), hence the language. I hope you enjoyed this fiction, I certainly enjoyed writing it.
Proud, thanks for always being... proud. Yeah, this is for you.