Curse of the southern forest.
It was a rushed evening at St. Gloriana Girl's High School, it was only a week to the annual Sensha-dou tournament. The first match up was Gloriana vs Pravda, having to face one of the reigning champions for the first match was something the overall commander was not so fond of. Darjeeling, Gloriana's overall Sensha-dou commander had no peace of mind in this week of worry and anticipation. She had ordered a meeting with all her platoon commanders to assign their battle roles and to discuss their battle plans, the randomly selected area of battle would be a thick jungle. As the platoon commanders all shuffled into the briefing room Darjeeling was calmly sitting at the end of the long table drinking her tea next to Orange Pekoe. She tried to put on the "I'm so ready for this shit" look for her comrades as to ease their minds, as she looked around the room, the commanders took their seats and fiddled with their tea and such.
Darjeeling cleared her throat to get their attention,
"So. Is everyone here?" she asked
The platoon commanders looked around at each other singling out their friends and comrades, after receiving and giving reassuring glances they all turned their attention back to Darjeeling.
"Yes." said one of the commanders suddenly
"Excellent." Darjeeling replied as she stood up next to the white board, she raised her hand and set her index finger firmly against a spot on the whiteboard. All the commanders immediately turned their gaze to the spot.
"Here is where we will begin the match, about 1 mile apart from where Pravda is." Darjeeling stated, "Remember that this is a dense forest, there is no easy way through it."
A hand popped up from around the table, it was Rosehip the perky Crusader platoon commander.
"Darjeeling-sama please allow my crusaders to lead the charge! We'll bring down Pravda's forward elements, and drive a path for the infantry tanks!" She exclaimed slamming her tea cup into the small plate.
Assam looked over setting a hand on Rosehip's shoulder, "Don't slam the cup Rosehip." she said nonchalantly.
"Oh.. Sorry." Rosehip said as she shrank back into her chair.
Darjeeling simply shook her head slightly then began "Rosehip you will take your crusaders in a wide flanking maneuver and meet Pravda's main force here." Darjeeling pointed to another spot on the board.
Rosehip looked over, watching as the plan she was to carry out, formulated before her. Darjeeling then moved her glance to Rukuriri the infantry tank platoon commander, "Rukuriri." she said in a calm manner.
Immediately a girl with braided light brown hair looked over at her commander. "Ah yes commander."
Darjeeling pointed to a spot just in front of where the Gloriana tanks were to start at. "You will lead your Matildas up this path and engage any Pravda tanks you see, your force will break down a path from the lighter Cromwells."
Rukuriri nodded firmly "Understood." she said then sipping her tea.
Darjeeling smiled as she looked around at the room of refined and well organized girls,that was her sensha-dou club, well, almost the whole room as Darjeeling looked around smiling she stopped at Rosehip. Who was at the time picking apart a scone with her hands while Assam tried to stop her. Darjeeling slightly frowned, "Rosehip. Did that scone displease you?" she asked.
Rosehip threw her head up hitting Assam in the nose as she was leaning on the table hunching over to pick at the scone while Assam leaned over her trying to pull her hands back. Assam yelped as she fell back into her chair, Rosehip on the other hand ignored the pain and looked directly at Darjeeling. She gave Darjeeling a puzzled but innocent look, "Excuse me?" she said with a sweet and innocent tone.
Darjeeling shook her head dismissing the incident she looked back at the rest of the room nodding at all of them signaling them to be dismissed.
"You may return to your duties, thank you for your time everyone." she said.
As the platoon commanders shuffled out of the room Darjeeling walked out to speak with Assam and Pekoe. Pekoe who had been relatively silent through the entire meeting was already outside helping Assam with her nose. Darjeeling walked up and greeted her friends, "Assam are you alright?" she questioned. "Fine just a bit of a bloody nose," Assam replied holding a small handkerchief to her nose. "Did Rosehip really hit you that hard?", Assam nodded slightly giving an expression of cheerfulness, "I don't blame her i was in the way anyways." Darjeeling smiled as she turned to walk with her friends to lunch. "Sometimes i do worry about that Rosehip," Darjeeling commented as they walked. "Perhaps we should keep our worries on the tournament Darjeeling?" Pekoe said finally speaking up. "Perhaps," Darjeeling replied.
With that a gust of wind blew outside, a low howl then a flash. Darjeeling stared at the small windows that lined the hallway towards the commons, she began to notice a pair of shining gold eyes staring back at her through the windows. She blinked and looked again, the eyes stared back, unblinking, Darjeeling shivered slightly then nudging Pekoe. "Do you see that Pekoe?" Darjeeling asked her friend. Pekoe strained her eyes at where Darjeeling was staring but wasn't able to spot anything, "I don't see anything.." she replied. Darjeeling stared into the golden eyes, she blinked and they were gone.
Authors Note:
Well that concludes chapter one. I know i know. I know what you all are thinking. "Oh but mister Maglord this isn't scary at all why is this a horror story?" HEY! I gotta to get the exposition down okay. Damn! Calm the heck down. I don't know where the hell i'm going with this so just like bare with me or something. I'll get the next chapter out sooner or later. Gimme some feedback or something. Yeah. Alright later.