Tales from the First Panzer Division
Mission Eight: Beast of Blood





Author's Note: Another Berserk Fury in a non-NC0 setting =ppppppp




Mission Log #8998652376, Colonel Karl Lichen Schubaltz reporting. We had just received a seriously urgent SOS from one of the Empire's top spies from a very shady part of a far off Imperial town. That part of town is known for having brothels with either very high priced call boys/girls or cheap crack whores and boy-sluts. I think it's time we did some undercover work to find our spy.





"We can't stick around Salt Town for long periods of time." Leon frowned, his feet on the table. "Not in uniform that is. The brothel masters will try to kill us."

"How about we go in undercover?" Scotty suggested, then let out a big yawn. "Put on disguises and whatnot..."

"Why don't we just do a chip scan for the spy?" Thomas asked, frowning and looking at Karl.

"Hold it, El Toro... no can do." Leon replied before Karl, his arms folded across his chest. "The tracker Pteras is still in the shop after it had been shot at repeatedly during the war by the Republic."

"Well, if the Imperial aristocrats had a brain collectively amongst themselves, they would have found out that no one in the Republic pilots a zoid that's painted red and silver!"

"True. But then again, look who their leader was back then." Karl suggested coldly, his arms folded across his body and posing in a seductive way. "Minister Prozen may have been a bright lightbulb.... he sure the hell wasn't a friendly one."

"Don't get me started on the insults." Leon sat up in his chair, taking his feet off the desk. "We'll be here all day."

"We need to work fast though. Simon's life hangs on a thread, we can't afford to lose him. I say we go with Lieutenant Schubaltz's plan first." Karl was hesitant on that part, but picked up afterward. "But we need to launch the prototype spy Zabat to do so. We are unsure if its' up to par with searching for the tracking chip."

"It's worth a shot, what options have we?" Thomas asked, unaware that Leon was formulating his own strategy.

"None, I'm afraid." Karl shifted his weight to his other leg, returned to that sexy pose. "I'll send word for the Spy Zabat, in the meantime... suit up, men."

"Yessir." They got up and went to leave, but Karl coughed, getting Leon's attention.

"I'd like to see you privately, Major." The blonde colonel set the files down and turned off the projection screen.

"In your office?"

"Here." Karl pulled up a chair and sat down, taking his hat off and setting it on the table.

Leon closed the door in front of him and sat down at the table. Karl leaned forward, his eyelids fluttered shut lightly, his fingers touched Leon's cheek. Their lips touched softly, passionately before turning into a full-throated kiss. Departing from the embrace, Karl sat back down in his seat and slid his good hand on the files.

"It's been a while since we kissed like that. I forgotten what it felt like." Karl whispered, his green eyes sparkling like pieces of fine gemstones. "I guess we been on way too many missions to really sit down and enjoy each other's company."

"Yes, war is hell." Leon responded to Karl's soft, enchanting voice with his own. "I loved it when we used to sit out, looking at the stars while I recited Oscar Wilde and T.S. Eliot. I loved it when you smiled at those words. We don't seem to do that now that Emperor Rudolph's got mission after mission for us."

"Yes." Karl leaned forward again, his lips barely able to touch Leon's before the phone buzzed for Karl's immediate attention.

Karl pressed the button. "Colonel Schubaltz here."

"Sir? We found the spy..."



"Torn to shreads." Doc spoke sorrowfully, draping the sheet back on the man's body parts.

"That's disgusting." Jinx covered her nose, almost ready to gag. "Who would do something like this to another human being?"

"Not who... it's what did this." Leon folded his arms across his chest. "The culpret is not human. Look at the bite marks on Simon's body."

"Looks like dog bites to me." Thomas examined Simon's forearm, feeling the rigged bitemarks.

"Think about it." Leon stated, looking at everyone, then at Karl. "Only the military is allowed to train attack and war dogs. And wherever Simon was killed, there is no wolves or anything of the wolf species in that area. The area is desolete of predatory wildlife there. And look..." Leon used a psychic projection to show the lay of the land. "There's a military installation there. Simon NEVER got to Salt Town, he was picked clean here."

"...I don't recall a base being there." Karl said, almost growling at the notion of it being an Imperial base.

"I don't either." Scotty frowned, staring at the psychic projection.

"We maybe looking at what Earth called.... Area 51." Leon sent the projection away and looked directly at Karl. "Awaiting orders, Colonel..."

"...suit up. We're going to pay this Area 51 a visit."

"Yessir."




"There it is... Fort Chance étrange." Thomas said, looking at the heavily secured base from the safety of the sand hills. "Attack dogs, enough firepower to take down a nice, high-level zoid... Maybe even an army of them."

"Just like home's little top secret conspiracy." Leon whispered, using telepathy to see into the soldiers' eyes. "Looks standard enough, wonder what's below the surface. I'm guessing whatever all this hardware is for is to conceal something huge. No standard Imperial base isn't this loaded to the teeth."

"Ditto." Thomas put the binoculars to his eyes again, scanning the scene. "And those aren't standard, run-of-the-mill piss-pot Molgas. They have Hiblit Vulcans... the same gun that Karl has on the Iron Kong Mk-II."

"Vulcans?" Leon asked, looking with telepathy. "Karl said that Vulcans were not very cheap guns and their ammo reloads cost an arm and a leg."

"But they are on EVERY Molga, Leon. Something's up."

"Yes, I know." Leon whispered back, then looked around. "We better inform Karl and the others."

"Leon, hold it." Thomas whispered, grabbing Leon's arm and pulling him down.

"What is it?"

"Something's happening. The Molgas are mobilizing."

The Molgas carted out of the compound and headed in their direction. Thomas and Leon shouted and rushed back to the Division. The Molgas opened fire on Thomas and Leon, they ran until they got to safety.

"Karl!"

"Colonel!"

Karl and the others stood up to see Leon and Thomas running down the sand dune to their location. Then they heard the churning of Molga wheels, Karl looked up at the top of the sand dune.

"Molgas...? With VULCANS!?" Karl shouted, then rushed to the Iron Kong Mk-II.

"Damnit!!!" Scotty bundled into the Dark Horn and fired back at the Molgas. "Uhm... colonel?"

"WHAT!?"

"THEY GOT SHIELDS TOO!!!" Scotty shouted, they were able to get out of the way of the Molgas' fire.

"How can these pisspots have them!?" Jinx asked, running for her life in the Zabre Fang. "They're run of the mill Molgas!! They're a dime-a-dozen in the Empire!!!"

"I dunno!!" Thomas was close behind in the DiBison. "Why don't you stop to ask them!?"

"Everyone!! Keep running! Don't look back!" Leon's König Wolf stopped to confront the super-modified Molgas.

"Leon!" Karl looked back, in terror he saw the Molgas firing at the König Wolf. "LEON!!!" He watched the wolf-type erupt in flames, then explode. "LEON!!!!!"




"We captured one of the intruders, sir."

"Who is he?"

"Major Leon Aethelwulf of the First Panzer Division."

"He's a grunt."

"Yessir."

"Good work... put him in the brig. Then we'll drill him into revealing what he knows after the medics patch him up."

The soldiers threw Leon into a heavily secured cell and slammed the door tightly. They locked it and left him in the dark, Leon opened his eyes slowly. He was badly hurt but his body was healing the wounds with great efficiancy. He grabbed his broken leg and twisted it back into place, letting it heal right. He popped his ribs and wrist back into place, letting them heal up right, then let the magic heal his burns and scars. The doors opened and medics walked in to see Leon standing there completely healed.

"What the...!?"

The door closed behind them, Leon pounced on them and slashed their throats. "I'll give Kenshirou my apologies." He slowly opened the door and ran out down the hallway. Soldiers spotted the Officer in the tattered and torn black uniform and chased after him.

"HALT!!!"

"Not so fast!" Leon threw a few fireballs at them, causing them to fall backward with such powerful force. "Get out of the way, or get ran over." Leon continued to run until he entered a large hangar-type room with a prototype zoid. The zoid was a white T-Rex with red cockpit glass eyes and black buster claw arms. Leon looked back as the alarms went off.

"Intruder alert! Intruder alert!"

"No.... Karl...." Leon looked at the screen to see the First Panzer Division approaching with guns ablazin'. He rushed to the prototype zoid but was stopped by scientists and soldiers. The powerful Major blasted them away with potent magic, then leapt into the cockpit of the beast.

"YOU LEAVE KARL ALONE!!!!" Leon shouted, them blasted the doors open with a charged particle beam.


"What was that!?"

"Karl! The Molgas are heading back to the compound!"

"Something's on radar and the heat signatures are through the roof!"

"L-leon?" Karl opened his eyes, seeing the light from the hangar doors.

When the Molgas got there, a white T-Rex pounced on the Molgas, the buster claws began ripping the Molgas apart. Leon shouted in rage. "KARL!!!!"

"LEON!!?? LEON!!!"

After the base was set asunder, Leon approached the Division in the T-Rex zoid and got out. Karl got out of the Iron Kong and leapt to the sand. They looked at each other for a second before rushing into each others' arms.

"Leon.... you're.... you're alive...!"

"I'm the exemplar, baby. Never underestimate me."

Karl let out a happy sob and buried his face in Leon's tattered shoulder.

"Leon.... don't do that again...! I-i love you....!!"

"I love you too."




Mission Log: #8998652376, Colonel Karl Lichen Schubaltz reporting. The spy that had been killed was killed to keep his silence. The base that was near Salt Town was a deserted military installation that Minister Prozen was funding to build this beast of blood... what Leon calls "The Berserk Fury". We have decided, along with the Emperor, that Leon can keep the Berserk Fury. As for us... that is another story.




-Continued-