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Girls Dead Rise
Chapter 21: The Dog and the Wolf
Red-Green Zone #3
Los Santos, CA, USA
9:45 AM; July 11, 20XX
"Onee-chan," Miho said in a low whisper.
Maho Nishizumi shook, apparently trying to keep control. Her hands shook, partially trying to raise her katana, partially trying to restrain herself.
"Mi-Miho," Maho gasped, as the red headphone on her neck glowed even redder. Miho noticed some red lights flashing from them.
"Onee-chan," Miho said, tears falling down. "I am glad you're safe."
Miho kept her distance. She wanted to hug her, but could tell that that would call for a potential death sentence. Whatever it was, someone or something was trying to control her sister, and her whole team.
All five groaned and shook, as they tried to maintain control.
"Mi-Miho," Koume called out, trying to restrain herself. Her right hand was trying to lift up the crossbow, while the left hand was keeping it down.
"C-can't believe," Erika hissed, holding a giant machete with her hand on her right shoulder, while holding her forehead with her left. "That we've-we've..."
She roared, shaking herself.
"I have only a few seconds," Maho gasped. "I cannot hold it for much longer!"
"Onee-chan," Miho said, nodding and crying at the same time. "You know what to do."
Maho gasped, and nodded.
"Kuromorimine!" Maho roared. "Retreat!"
The girls obeyed without question, and jumped away.
"Ow!" Maho gasped, as something was trying to take control.
"Onee-chan?" Miho started to approach.
Maho raised her free left hand, motioning her to NOT come close.
"She's..." Maho gasped. "She's trying to see who has defeated me! Don't look at me!"
Miho held her ground, her chainsaw whirling and buzzing.
The soldiers around aimed at Maho.
"Hold your fire!" a commander roared.
Then, Maho suddenly threw Miho something.
"A blond wig?" Miho asked. "And a set of blue contact lenses..."
Maho struggled with something, which seemed to try and control her mind. Miho wasted no time, and wore everything. When her friends looked at her, they gasped.
"Wow," Yukari whistled. "She knows how to disguise well."
Miho's wig and contact lenses rendered her very different in appearance. Instead of a girl with light brown hair and eyes, Miho appeared blond with blue eyes.
Then, Maho looked up, and Miho gasped.
Her normally brown eyes were blood-red.
"Rette mich," Maho said.
Miho blinked, then gasped, remembering something back in childhood...
"Miho!" Maho said, when she and Miho were little kids.
"Yeah?" Miho asked innocently, playing with a frog she found.
"Ja!" Maho replied.
"Ja?" Miho asked.
Maho laughed.
"I mean 'yes,' in German," Maho said.
"Oh!" Miho groaned. "We may be destined for Kuromorimine, but German is something I am not sure about..."
"Come on, Miho!" Maho tugged at her. "You may not be a fan of German. What can I do to convince you?"
"Hmm..." Miho thought. "How about this? Let's make that our 'secret tongue.' We communicate in German, so that Okaasan won't notice what we're talking about."
"Great idea!" Maho declared, giving her sister a high-five, which Miho reciprocated. Both then laughed.
"Man," Maho said. "What will happen with poor mother? She won't understand a thing!"
"She admits to not learning German," Miho mused. "Well then, let's learn it, so that we can talk to each other!"
"That way," Maho said. "Nobody can read our minds!"
"Nobody can read our minds..." Miho said dreamily.
Suddenly, she felt something sinister about to slice her.
"Oops!" Miho gasped, and pushed back. The two swords still parried each other.
"Rette mich," Maho said.
Miho suddenly realized, then tried to remember what little German she learned.
Save me, Miho translated inside of her head, but had to stop in order to parry another blow.
Katana struck the chainsaw, as the two blades screamed at each other, trying to gain the upper hand. Miho stared at Maho's face. Despite her reddened eyes, Miho could still sense her sister in there...
"Jemand kontrolliert mich!" Maho roared, as she pressed her blade against Miho.
Someone controls me! Miho translated inside of her head.
The two then jumped back, raising their weapons. Then, they charged at each other.
"Was ist los?" Miho asked in German.
'What is going on?' is what I want to say, Miho thought.
"Miho, ich spreche auf Deutsch, wenn sie hier ist," Maho uttered, her eyes still blazing red.
Miho, I talk in German when she is here, Miho translated her sentence. Hmm, It's obvious that we're speaking German, in order to hide something...
"Jetzt sofort, sie versucht zuzuhören, wer ist wer," Maho growled, as she started to slash and cleave at Miho more viciously. Miho parried every blow.
"What is she saying?!" Saori asked.
"She's speaking German," Mako replied, sweating. "But I know not a single word."
"Wh-why?" Yukari asked, as they and other people watched the two fight. The soldiers set up a perimeter, keeping the people from getting too close. Already, the girls made large gaps and marks on the nearby buildings.
"If the word order," explained Mako. "Is changed, or just one letter is capitalized or made lowercase, then the whole thing becomes messed up."
"Isn't German related to English?" Saori groaned.
"It is," Mako replied. "But German is not English, either."
"Jetzt sofort, sie versucht zuzuhören, wer ist wer," Maho repeated, as she kept striking at Miho.
Right now, she's trying to listen to who's who, Miho translated Maho's warning.
She gasped.
"Sie ist?!" Miho asked, meaning "She is?!"
Maho did not nod, but her eyes replied for her.
"Lass sie wissen nicht!" Maho screamed, before blasting Miho away with a ball of red energy. Miho did multiple back flips, and landed down gracefully.
A few people oohed and ahhed at her move, making her blush.
Don't let her know, Miho translated.
She smiled.
"Ja," she replied.
"Ja," Maho replied, pleased that her sister understood. Then, she groaned and screamed, and she collapsed. Then, she rose up again, brandishing the katana, which glowed blood-red now.
"So..." a strange voice hissed from Maho's mouth. Miho blinked, startled for a second, but kept her chainsaw sword raised and activated. The saw whirled and buzzed still.
"Who defeated my dear Maho?" it hissed. "The most powerful of my dear puppets? The crowning jewel of army, if she learns to kill for once!"
Miho shivered.
Did Onee-chan kill someone? Miho thought. Wait, the voice implies that she has not!
However, the voice was full of malice, causing Miho's stomach to churn. As Maho raised her head, Miho saw the same red eyes, but also felt another type of energy radiating from her.
I wonder, Miho thought, sweating. It appears that there is another Chosen One! But her energy feels...cold and twisted.
Miho shivered at the thought.
"Who are you?" Miho asked, checking quickly to make sure that her disguise was on. She resolved to hold her ground, and not show any weakness in front of this new enemy.
"You must be the one," the voice hissed, higher-pitched and more malevolent than that of Maho. Whoever it was, the voice directed Maho to analyze Miho.
"Hmm," the voice snarled. "You look familiar...Are you...no, it's too early to assume."
Onee-chan...Miho thought, a single tear forming in her left eye, which refused to fall down. Despite holding her composure, she internally ached to see someone else taking control of her beloved sister.
"You must know of this girl," the voice hissed again. "Or else you wouldn't be so concerned about her...a close friend, perhaps?"
As if demonstrating this, the voice directed Maho's hands to place her own katana right to her own neck. Although Miho did not flinch, her eyes widened slightly for a second, which the voice noticed.
"Ha..." it hissed. "I will see to it that she will be more...obedient...once she kills a human."
Miho gasped, and the voice laughed.
"Maybe a child will do!" it roared, laughing maliciously.
Miho covered her mouth with her left, still holding her sword. Her whole team gasped, as Hana and Saori both covered Liuyang's ears. Some of the soldiers around aimed their guns, willing to strike at a moment's notice.
"Murderer..." David hissed from not far away.
"That's one cold Chosen One," Dave remarked. "Apparently, somebody's controlling her."
Miho glimpsed up at the hole in the wall, and noticed that the Kuromorimine team reappeared. However, they were also struggling to keep control.
"Oh..." Koume gasped, holding her crossbow. A golden bolt appeared on her weapon, and she shot into the wall. Waves of golden sparks started to flow around the hole.
Maho shook, then her voice returned back to normal.
"Koume is fixing the wall," said Maho. "On my command. Keep your ID hidden, and-oh!"
Maho roared, as the voice returned to control her. She then rose up, her eyes blazing with intense fury.
"Ha..." it hissed. "Maho is one rebellious girl. And she's my strongest one, too!"
It directed to the wall, as the team left. Maho then jumped up at the wall.
"I will be back!" the voice roared. "Girls, I will teach you a lesson or two!"
She then jumped through.
"Wait!" Miho called out, jumping unto a nearby building to jump higher.
Suddenly, Maho appeared again, standing on top of the wall.
"Oh," the voice hissed. "By the way, the next time we meet..."
The voice pointed Maho's left hand at the red headphone on Maho's ears.
"You'll be wearing this too!" it chuckled darkly. Miho shivered.
"Wait!" Miho called out. "Come back!"
Maho, or whoever was controlling her, jumped away from view. Miho then followed suit, jumping into the hole to chase after her.
"Miho!" Liuyang tried to cry, but Saori quickly clapped her mouth shut.
"Careful!" Saori whispered. "You don't want-"
"Who's there?"
Red-Green Zone #3
Los Santos, CA, USA
10:15 AM; July 11, 20XX
"Stand back!" the soldiers commanded, trying to calm down the crowd.
After Miho jumped through the wall hole to chase after the invaders, there was initial silence. Many people were petrified at so many things that just happened...
The gaping hole in the titanic wall...
The sudden appearance of five hostile Chosen Ones...
And the sudden appearance of one of the survivors being Chosen...
Then, it was mayhem.
"Who was that?!" multiple voices roared, and many people who watched the spectacle then burst into much noise.
"That was cool!"
"That was scary!"
"How did they enter?!"
Saori, Hana, Yukari, and Mako all stood together, stunned as they wondered what to do now.
"Who's there?" the same voice croaked, trying to find out who called out "Miho."
The five girls carefully blended into the crowd behind them; Hana personally hid Liuyang from behind her, while Saori kept her tight.
"What...what should we do?" Saori asked nervously. "Good thing nobody seemed to have heard us-"
"What's her name?!" somebody roared from the crowd.
"I heard she was Milan!" somebody declared.
"No! It was Hannah!" another claimed.
"No, I got it right!" another voice boomed. "It was Mike!"
"Mike is not a girl's name!" yet another voice joined in.
The five girls sighed in relief, as nobody apparently heard them, or heard them right.
Hana cleared her throat, as the others looked at her. Liuyang tightened her grip on Saori's left hand.
"It's alright," Saori calmed her, letting her hug her.
"I..." Hana sighed. "I don't know what to do next."
"Good thing nobody heard us," Mako uttered. "Hence, we better keep a low profile..."
"...and go back to our camp," said Yukari. "But...what about the-"
Mako cut her off, by tapping on her shoulders.
"They're coming," she whispered to the group.
They stared, petrified.
Three people approached them, despite blending into the crowd.
"Please move over," one of them boomed; his voice sounded familiar.
"Private David?!" Saori gasped.
"Careful!" Dave Burns called out next to him. "Coming through! Coming through!"
"Let's meet them inside a building," said Hana. "We'll talk to them in private."
"How-how do you know?" Saori asked.
"I see in their eyes..." Hana trailed off. "I hope."
"They are," Mako said. "Let's move."
Red-Green Zone #3
Los Santos, CA, USA
10:45 AM; July 11, 20XX
The huge crowd behind them made it hard to move around. However, with a little dodging and squeezing in and out, the girls managed to enter a local inn, which was overflowing with people.
However, the girls heard a welcoming sight.
"No!" a clerk at the front desk moaned. "Our security cameras are out!"
"Guard everything at the desk, then!" her manager yelled. "And guards! Help her!"
"Good!" Yukari whispered to her friends. "We should stay here."
"Agreed," Hana replied. "But how will we..."
Mako glanced out the double door entrance.
"Good," Mako said. "We don't need to worry; our allies are coming."
David, Dave, and a nurse entered through the door, and followed the five girls, who decided to move to a less crowded area in the building. Once they reached an empty meeting room, the girls motioned them, and they entered.
"Good!" David sighed in relief. "I am glad that you all trusted us!"
"It was a risky move," Hana said. "But we guessed that you all were on good terms."
"It's thanks to Mako," Saori pointed out. "It was she who first pointed out that you all were on good terms with us. We thought you'll interrogate us or something!"
"Technically," said Dave. "That's what we're SUPPOSED to do, but I'll be frank with you: I do not like the whole safe zone...politics or system and all."
The girls stared.
"Is something wrong?" Saori asked innocently. "We feel safe here, except for the Chosen Ones attacking."
David and Dave both sighed.
"Rebecca," said David. "You can explain to them."
The pretty, tall redhead with green eyes cleared her throat, giving her best smile as she stared back at the girls.
Saori looked at her, and gasped.
"Aren't you," she asked. "The one who frisked Mipo-Michelle?!"
She tilted her head.
"Mipo-Michelle?" the nurse asked.
"Ehehehehe," Saori giggled nervously. "Sorry."
The girls looked up at the nurse. She looked above-average in height, with a slim build.
"So yes," she greeted the girls. "Sorry for the sudden notice. I am Rebecca Nurse."
"Nurse?" the girls asked.
"Yes," she giggled, blushing. "A nurse whose last name is also Nurse."
"And you know us," David smirked, pointing at himself and his friend, slapping him hard.
"Ouch!" Dave moaned. "That friendly slap is a little...too friendly!"
"Sorry," David rolled his eyes, but smiled.
"Anyway!" Dave cleared his throat. "Girls, where do you live?"
The girls looked at each other.
"It's alright," he explained. "I am sorry for the sudden meeting. But we know that the military will eventually seek out anyone with connections to the Chosen Ones. And apparently, your friend and leader was a Chosen One."
The girls slowly nodded.
"I understand," he continued. "Apparently, you all girls wanted to seek shelter, without the risk to your Chosen friend. It's obvious that you all are not Chosen, right?"
All five girls nodded in agreement.
"We first knew that," said Dave. "When we saw your friend Michelle with her giant, golden chainsaw-sword thing. Mind you, that was a very cool weapon!"
"You should say that to Ni-Michelle," said Yukari, quick to change the names. "She wields that thing."
"And I guess," David sighed. "That the military around here will take you, and interrogate you...with some...enhanced interrogation techniques."
All except Mako blinked, confused.
"Enhanced..." Hana began, but tried to think.
"Interrogation techniques?" asked Saori. "What's that? Mako?"
Mako paled, still as a stone statue.
"Guess she knows it," Rebecca said. "But let's explain: torture."
The girls gawked.
"Euphemism for the torture methods," said David. "We thought that they were gone for good...until the apocalypse struck."
Yukari suddenly punched at the desk, slamming it repeatedly with her right fist. She breathed in, and exhaled carefully. Saori, Hana, and Liuyang all huddled to each other, their faces pale.
"Yes," Rebecca sighed. "Although they have a different system for younger girls, torture is torture. We'll help you to get out of this safe zone."
"Again?" Saori sighed.
"Is this your second base?" asked Rebecca.
"No," Hana replied. "This is our first official safe zone. What Saori is saying..."
Hana silently covered her mouth, blushing that she made a slip. To her and her friends' surprise, the trio in front of them were unfazed.
"Understandable," said David. "I used it at first, then gave my real one, in order to be officially enlisted into the Army."
"We perfectly understand pseudonyms," Rebecca said. "In fact, I have my own."
David and Dave both looked at her, stunned.
"What?" both asked, incredulous.
"I am not Rebecca," she said. "But I am Rahab."
The people around her stared at her.
"But to be honest," she replied. "I prefer my nickname."
"We'll do," the two men replied.
"So then," Dave said. "What are your real names?"
"Saori Takebe."
"Hana Isuzu."
"Yukari Akiyama."
"Mako Reizei," Mako finished. "Eh?"
The trio stared, gawking.
"From the Senshadou Parade?!" the adults gasped.
"Then your leader!" David gasped. "Is none other than Miho Nishizumi!"
The girls nodded.
"And what about Liuyang?" Rebecca asked.
"We rescued her," Hana replied. "She's part of our group right now."
"Hmm," David said. "This is going to be an issue. We're trying to find a way to take you all out, but we have to check everyone who enters and leaves..."
The people inside the room thought, while Liuyang just wandered around, bored as usual.
"There is one..." Rebecca said. "But this will involve Liuyang."
Liuyang looked up.
"Eh?"
"We heard some Chinese couple..." David explained. By the time he explained, everybody unanimously agreed, and Liuyang was jumping up and down for joy.
Red-Green Zone #3
Los Santos, CA, USA
12:15 PM; July 11, 20XX
"I definitely do not want the General North to interrogate you," said David. "That's why this is perhaps the only way to get you all through well."
The adults led the girls through an alleyway, as they stirred away from most of the patrols. Finally, they spotted it:
A helipad, with a helicopter ready to fly, its blades whirling. Next to it was a pair of Chinese people, a husband and a wife arguing at a small group of troops.
"What are they speaking?" asked Saori, as she and others hid behind a wall of a building. "It's definitely Chinese-"
"MOM! DAD!"
Liuyang suddenly bolted out of her hiding, and ran up to the helipad. David and Dave both looked at each other, nodding.
"OK, girls," said David, as Dave walked towards the helipad. "Farewell to your journey ahead. We thought of Plans A, B, and C. This time, it is the first time that Plan A is working."
"Thank you!" the girls bowed down in gratitude.
"We hope to see you again!" Yukari saluted.
"We will remember your kindness," said Hana.
"Thank you!" Saori declared.
David saluted back, then walked along. Liuyang was crying for joy, as she hugged her parents. However, she was also shedding another type of tears. She looked back, crying as she saw her old friends go...
"Please say goodbye to Miho sis, please," Liuyang sniffed, after crying for 10 minutes straight. "I-I want to say goodbye, but she jumped out..."
The girls huddled around her, hugging her to comfort her.
"We will," they declared.
"Sorry that it's so short," said Saori. "But the faster we escape here, the better."
"And if they are your parents," she added. "You get to escape, and tell a great story."
"Th-thank you," Liuyang sobbed. "I-I hope to see you all again, especially Miho sis."
"If the Plan A works," said David. "Plan A is that if they are Liuyang's parents, then that will create a BIG diversion. It will distract even the soldiers, who are more focused on getting rid of the couple, than on watching the supplies. Apparently, those two Chinese upper-class people are so incensed, that they are venting their rage on our poor soldiers. If so, then you girls can easily sneak through the supply depot, and use the boxes there to leave. That truck is the only truck that will leave the safe zone today. If all goes well, you all will leave this base, and from the hands of General North for good."
"I hope it will work out," said Saori.
Saori and all of her friends wiped away their tears, looking at Liuyang one more time before quietly moving into a supply depot. They did not wave, because they wanted to avoid detection; they also told Liuyang to not wave, either.
"It hurts," Saori said the obvious. "But, we had to do what we had to do."
"At least it's not killing an innocent," Yukari tried to cheer up. "Hopefully we can say the same thing..."
The girls were quiet.
"Well," Hana said. "We also thanked both David King and Dave Burns-sama for their compassionate efforts. This should be the depot that is carrying boxes that will be delivered out."
They looked. The depot looked like a normal storage building, and a truck was just nearby.
"Let's go!" Hana declared, and the girls wasted no time in replacing some boxes with empty ones, then got in.
They did that, just as a few men came in, and recommenced their work of loading the goods.
"Good thing we brought everything we need," whispered Saori, as she noticed all four of her friends' boxes being loaded in. "And our goods, too."
They stored up their goods in separate boxes, which fortunately were loaded in.
"Oh boy!" Yukari whispered, as the door finally closed, and the engine revved. "We're going to be free!"
"Wait," Mako groaned. "What about the tent?"
The girls were silent...
"Uh oh," Saori realized.
Red-Green Zone #3
Los Santos, CA, USA
12:30 PM; July 11, 20XX
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"
A huge, ominous voice boomed, as the soldiers surrounded the tent.
"COME OUT NOW!" the same voice roared.
"They already left," a neighbor said.
Glaring, the ominous man snarled.
"Get in!" the man declared. "And search every nook and cranny!"
He then regained his focus on the neighbor.
"Do you know who I am?" he snarled. "Mr. White guy?"
"Umm..." the white man stammered. "Wait a minute. You're General...North?"
He nodded slowly, snickering as he saw the man's face pale.
"They took everything away!" one of the soldiers came out of the tent. "Except for these name tags!"
North stomped towards him; the soldier shook, as he looked up at him.
General Henry North looked like a stereotypical military general: strong, robust, and powerful. He had a huge, towering stature; he was at least seven feet, but rumor had it that he was taller than that. He wore a dark green general's uniform, multiple stars and badges on them. His most distinct features, however, were the two deep scars on his face; they made a huge "X" sign, except that the lower left leg extended all the way past the right eye until it stopped around the middle of the right cheek.
General North growled, as he looked at the tags.
Suddenly, he crushed them all with his right fist.
"So," he boomed. "Our security measures failed to detect a Chosen One. We better discipline all of them."
The soldiers around him shook slightly, still trembling. Even after seeing him do this, the soldiers were still unnerved by the iron fist that this general ruled. It did not help that his facial scar made him both menacing and sinister.
"We've found one!" one of the soldiers declared; behind him, two soldiers were dragging Rebecca Nurse.
"So," North hissed. "Miss Rebecca Nurse, we will interrogate you for how she passed you."
Rebecca Nurse stood her ground.
"Do you know them?" he hissed.
She looked down, feigning innocence.
North then slapped her, hard.
"We'll let her think about her actions," said North. "And inactions, too."
The soldiers dragged her away.
"Find out anyone with connections to these girls!" North roared.
"I know them!" Phoebe Peterson came up, panting.
Good thing! she thought. If I did not, North would assume that I am working with them, as he did with poor Rebecca!
"What did you do?" North growled.
"They gave me pseudonyms," said Phoebe. "Then, I gave them the name tags that you just...crushed."
She looked at the shattered tags, shuddering in fear.
"And?" he continued, growling.
"And I told them to settle down here in Block Four," she replied. "I told them that this was the best place for them..."
She trailed off, when North stomped towards her, and towered over her. He glared at her for a few seconds, making her shiver.
"Take her away," he boomed. "We'll talk more later."
Oh no, she thought. That did not work?! Dave and David were right! I should not have done this...
A few soldiers behind, far away from North, sighed in resignation.
"Such a harsh rule," Private Ryan mumbled to Jonah. "We barely made it out, too."
"Yeah," he whispered. "Don't let North know about us talking with them..."
"Soldiers!" North boomed, causing everyone to salute in response. "Find anyone else who knows about the Chosen Ones, especially this...Michelle-girl, who used a fake name! Find them all, and bring them to Section 6!"
"Yes sir!" the soldiers roared in response, and split into groups.
"Man," Jonah sighed. "I wonder what has happened to the girls..."
He suddenly bumped into another group.
"Ouch!" he groaned. "So-sorry!"
"No-no," said David. "Sorry to bump into you."
Jonah noticed him and Dave watching a truck pass by, which stopped at a gate. There, a few security personnel talked to the driver, then checked around the vehicle. Jonah noticed David sweating a little, especially when one of the guards opened the back door. Then, he went out, checked around, and then went out. He sighed in relief, once the door was closed.
The guards signaled, and the gate opened slowly. Jonah watched, as David stared at the truck. It slowly moved out, and the gate slowly closed back in.
Thinking hard, Jonah suddenly gasped.
"Wait a minute," he began. "You..."
"Indeed," David smirked. "Let's hope that I won't get in trouble."
The two looked, and sighed in relief.
"Thanks for what you did for them," said Jonah. "I hope the girls will be well out there. Sure, they're in a survival zone out there."
"To be honest," David replied. "I think they're better out there."
"Huh?" Jonah asked. "Why?"
"Have you heard of Aesop's Fables?" David asked.
"Yes?" he replied. "Like 'The Hare and the Tortoise' kind of fairy tales."
David shook.
"There is one," he said. "A story called 'The Dog and the Wolf.'"
"Never heard of that," Jonah replied.
"Maybe that's why," David remarked. "That America is full of so many criminals."
"Huh?"
"That fable," he explained. "Is a fable about a hungry wolf, who wanders starving. He meets a nice, well-fed dog, who invites him to come to his house for a place to live. As the two went along..."
"Ah..." Jonah started to connect the dots. "I remember that story...the wolf noticed the collar on the dog's neck, and asks about it."
"And the wolf learns that it's what the dog is supposed to wear," David said. "As a mark of servitude, in return for food and shelter."
"The wolf decides to make a choice," Jonah mused. "And realizes..."
"That he decides that he prefers freedom over slavery," David bluntly declared. "BETTER STARVE FREE THAN BE A FAT SLAVE."
Something to think about. That is a real fable, one of the Aesop's Fables.
To be honest, I did not expect the chapter to end with this. However, the story started to take a life of its own, and the rest is history.
What do you think about the fable? Please review, but also review about the choice of the fable, and whether it worked out well. I also want to know about your opinion of it, especially as to why some fables are better-known than others.
Plus, the chapter title works fabulously, as it also has a double meaning with Miho and Maho's fight.
In the meantime, panzer vor!
Tune in to next time: Miho will return!