Author pow:
Hello everybody! Before you begin here are the points containing everything you need to know before reading:
1. - I don't own Girls Und Panzer or ANY other used franchise in the show, all of them belong to the respective owners. My ownership includes only the story itself and OC's unless specified otherwise.
2. - Story begins shortly after the end of Girls Und Panzer das Finale in a moderetly altered timeline (As I write the story, das Finale isn't fully finished), therefore only the anime segment of the show will be the cannon in this story.
3. - The entire story is written on a phone by a non-native english speaker, so eventual mishaps in grammar are preety much unavoidable.
4. - If you want to write adaptation/review/any alternative version of this story then feel free to do it. The more to read around for visiting people the better.
5. - The story will be uploaded roughly twice a month at bare minimum, but still will be my most important project despite me managing multiple stories at once.
6. - Parts of the fic involving Undertale (And just so you know, minor TF2 inclusion unlisted in the fic describtion) begin in chapter 20, before that it's just plain out GuP with no mentionable ingerention of outside franchises whatsoever.
If you have read all those points and still remain, then you can start reading.
Enjoy!
Rena Andou celarly didn't had a good time recently. It was already a full week since Escalator faction took over the school by having ARL44 be a clearly stronger tanks than SOUMA S35 in 1v1 combat at the equal footing, which led to her own Examination faction to be first owned in a worst way possible for a Sensha-do and then either brought into definitive and unchangable submission towards the aristocratic part of BC Freedom Academy or simply kicked out.
And she was one of those who were kicked. You may wonder now: 'What happened to the expelled part of Examination faction?' Well, it so happened that they - being ALL of the transfer students associated with one another by hate towards Escalators and having the same school to attend. - Now were restrained from half of the things that bounded them together. This obviously led them to scatter between all variabilities of diffrent school all over Japan and beyond. Point being that most of them did found another school with ease.
Yeah... Most of them. The problem Rena was facing now was that... She was too late for catching up to free places in other highschools, which obviously left her at the backline of serious schools.
But yet, walking down the seaside streets of Okinawa she had luck to catch up on a last chance before deadly for every highschooler's finances puberty.
A chance known as Sudamericana General Highschool. A place so generic that no one serious would come in here by their own.
But she didn't had the luxury of free choice now, so she came in with relativly big personal suitcase and casual outfit consisting of blue trainers, knee-lenghted white skirt and a thin shoulderless dark green blouse.
"Excuse me!" Rene shouted towards the boy who was waiting at the boarding point to the School Ship, no other than 'Independencia'.
Author pow:
Here is an author note. Aircraft Carrier known as ARA 'Independencia' was in fact a WW2 aircraft carrier. It's just that back then it was know as HMS 'Warrior', which is a reason why me using it is thematically correct for this show.
Rena pow:
"Hello there young lady. You must be the fresh immingrant of ours?" A boy from the in-check asked me.
The boy was giving me a very laid back vibes. His outfit composed of black sneakers and sweatpants to match white T-shirt and grey hoodie make up for a very casual person. But then again, his rich and coal-like shoulder lenghted hair, thin moustasche that ended up only at the sides of his lips and curved beard UNDER his slightly forward chin generated a strong intimidation factor to match his full of passion dark brown eyes.
"Yes. I am Rena Andou, who are you?" I casually presented myself to a stranger who acted as receptionist.
"Rene Andou, huh? So it was indeed me giving you an invite after a drunk night!" Boy exclaimed with a laugh as moved his left hand down his beard a few times. "I am Maken Bialgovski. Half Polish and half Bulgarian reject from the Bonple High School. Feel free to explore the subject on board." Boy who presented himself as Maken said as we both went onto the boarding platform and then a ship itself.
"So... How did you got expelled from your school?" I asked Maken as we both walked down the streets and alleways of the ship on our route to students dorms, a route filled with living houses, small businesses mostly operated by students and strange feeling of acceptance given to unequality of fellow people.
"Multiple reasons. First, they were mad that I was calling bullshit on their unfocused attempts to buy new tanks for their Sensha-do team while a Panther captured in Warsaw Uprising legally was available for usage on my own violation and 7,10, heck, even 14TP's were available and thematic. Second, they disliked my overengagement in battles, regardless of them being trainung, sparring or competetive." Maken explained his background point after point, giving me a urge to tell him about myself a little. "And there was a third one, which was just them unbale to allow my novatorial and allowed innovations into the matches such as extensivly tested new types of ammunition or driving a whole tank solo for example." He ended his monolouge, making me feel actually lucky to be thrown out not from my own fault. "And you! How did you came up to our happy company?" He then asked me an obvious question, somehow still suprising me.
"I was expelled after a outbreak of social conflict in mu old school. My side lost so I had to find a new home." I pouted before and after my answer, my mimd still conflicted about the whole situation.
"I got your feeling girl. French are always prideful for the show, especially to the non-french on their lawn." He said in response with a kind smile as he took my suitcase on his back and have me a one armed hug from my left. "In Sudamericana transfers make up for a one-fourth of students. Heck, I am a transfer from a first year too! Besides, we have a moral equality and last time someone tried to assure dominance he was treated like Paraguay during the Paraguayan War or a War Of Triple Alliance for indecisive in names." He added in a comforting way, releasing me from his loose embrace as a Vickers E Type B approaching us from the front.
" Aye, Maken! Digging out of virginity I see?" A girl with a skin similar to one of a naitive american asked, spinning a small brown cap above her head.
"Don't be jealous Ana! I'm trying to have her welcomed here properly!" Maken retored while I just tried to hide embarresment with angry glare.
"A new student!? Oh my God I'm so sorry! Have a good day!" Ana shouted in response with stressed facehopping back inside the tank and driving away at full speed.
"Yes. We do have a fresh Sensha-do team with good supplies and wide group of participants. However they need a person capable of teaching them all the time since federation instructors happen once in a fucking year and I'm too much of a violent asshole to actually help others." Maken said with sorrow voice as he make a detour onto a new topic.
" Ymm... How are these forces looking? I mean... In pure numbers?" I asked him just to keep the situation cool.
"Twenty-seven CTMS-1TB1's, four T34-85's, Sixteen Nahuel's DL-43, one Vickers E Type A and two Vickers E Type B... Ah yes! Six LTP's that are just Panzers 38(t) exported to Peru, ten M-3 Stuart, Two M-24 Chaffee and my Panther. Fourteen-nine tanks in total, some are used for training, some are meant to be used in real Sensha-do matches." Maken said the whole specification of the team on one breath.
"Wow... That's a lot." I said in response with hidden amazement over how this school got a hold on so many vehicles.
"Yeah! Every nation in South and Central America plus Caribbean region brings up something on their own to this place, which grants variety. That also effects our school's courses which allowed it to have twenty classes for each year operating as for now." Maken added with pride, looking forward at the wall of what seemed to be a big flat based on a rectangle and stretching alongside whole street at the range of at least kilometer.
"So... This is the place?" I asked him as we get a few seconds of break and looked at the building closly, spotting it's pale white walls and ocassional person of preety much any naturalny achivable skin colour on balconies.
"This is a centre for students associated with French Guiana. I figured you'll fit in here the best. Remember to visit other former french colonies if you feel like it." Maken said in response, handing me over my suitcase and leaving the place by casually jumping on top of a M-3 Stuart who was passing at full speed.
" He sure is nice and maybe even charming, but now I have to accomodate myself." I thought as I passed the street with formal carefullness due to ammount of passing tanks and other vehicles before I came up to the wide and orientally decorated dual doors made of oak wood.
"You're a new student from BC Freedom, right?" A voice from inside asked me throu a opened window at the first floor without revealing it's head and making a short snort after the sentence.
"Yes, it's me." I responded with annoyance, putting my suitcase in front of me while crossing hands.
"Please come in! I haven't thought I ever see a day that renown person would ever come!" Voice responded with heavly overdramatized tone, revealing itself to be a highly feminine one.
At the sign of approval I walked up to the doors and opended them. Then I walked inside the hallway made from mixing bricks, wood and ocassional stone pavements that made up for a improvised but nothenless charming interior.
"Hello there, fellow transfer!" Greeted me short girl with curly blond hair and snow-like skin who walked up to me from the middle part of the corridor. "My name is Beatrice and I am a leader of French Guiana group! We are deeply honoured to have a former leader of transfer student in BC Freedom Academy join us!"