The Legends Still Live On
Bogen Dreizehn-komma-zwei: Extra Vier
Kapitel Zwanzig: Froh, es war nur ein Traum... oder war es?
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Over aboard the Zuikaku, it was yet another relatively normal day. At the moment, Miho, Erich, and all their friends were having a picnic for lunch out in the hills on the top deck. Plenty of food was brought along. Most of it was made by the girls, but the guys pitched in wherever they could.
Soon, their current conversation took a turn, courtesy of Miho. "Hey, have any of you ever had a dream where you were falling from a really high height down to the ground?" she asked their group as she sat on her knees.
She asked such a question because of a recent dream she could recall. She had dreamed she was in Erich's Messerschmitt Bf 109 K-4 sitting on his lap as he flew it along. But suddenly, a hail of bullets came flying in from above. They killed Erich, set the fighter ablaze, and snapped both wings off the Messer, which sent it into an unrecoverable dive. Despite such a dream, out in the real world she was acting as if it wasn't a big deal, or that it had even happened. She was acting just as she normally would, which was some great acting on her part since the dream did actually scare her quite a bit.
"Oh yeah, I've had one of those!" Saori replied with a smile while sitting on her knees. She then raised a finger. "There's also the kind where something you can't make out is chasing you!"
Upon having the scenario brought up, Saori recalled a recent dream of her own. This one was where she was running through dark alleys with a mysterious figure in a black coat chasing after her. No matter what Saori did, whether it be jumping over walls or using props to try and obstruct the path behind her, her pursuer still kept up with her.
"Yeah," Hana agreed with her usual calmness. "Even though you're trying to escape, you can't run hardly at all." She then held a hand to herself in a gesture to herself. "I've had one where I couldn't pull the trigger, even during a fight."
She spoke in reference to a dream she recalled where she was in her gunner's seat in the Panzer IV H. She was able to aim the Kampfwagenkanone 40 L/48 at the enemy tank, but she was unable to pull the trigger. No matter what she did, Hana found herself unable to fire the gun, and the last thing she could remember about the dream was seeing a flash from the cannon barrel of the enemy tank that was aimed at her own.
"It was a nightmare…" she said about her dream with a slight awkward smile.
"I've had a similar dream where I was in a fight," Yukari admitted as she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "I couldn't load any of the shells, and the enemy nearly finished us…" She then recalled her dream in greater detail, and she raised a finger upon recalling one detail. "Looking back on it now, they didn't even appear to be shells at all. They were just huge suppositories."
"Yukari, that's just…" Saori began, but trailed off. She truly didn't have any words to describe what she thought of Yukari's dream.
"Well, I've had odder dreams," Anton remarked as he laid on his stomach. "For one, I've had the kind where you're on an operating table and can't move any part of you."
Anton's dream was where he was on some kind of operating table. He was unrestrained, but he found himself unable to move. He noted that his body had a huge amount of skin missing along with bone sticking out in various spots. He could see the ones supposedly operating on him discussing with each other, but he couldn't pick out much since they were speaking German for some reason. All he could pick out was the word 'Reich,' but also around the area was a large amount of blood, including on the wall a flag of Nazi Germany covered in splatters of blood. He could also hear groaning mixed with some sounds he could identify as grunts from some zombie kind of creature.
"Ah, that's definitely an unnerving kind of dream," Herz agreed as he laid on his stomach. "I've had the kind where I have hordes of monsters coming after me."
Herz's dream was one where he was only armed with one of his bows, a crossbow to be specific. He had only that and the arrows for it to face a massive horde of what could only be described as monsters. They appeared similar to Frankenstein's monster, but with a bloodier and more gory appearance. Some even lacked lower jaws as they slowly walked over to Herz with their arms extended out in his direction.
"Yeah, that's a scary dream to have, eh," Nathan agreed. "I've had one where I was stuck in the middle of nowhere and couldn't find any way to get back to civilization."
Nathan spoke in reference to his own dream where he was in the middle of a desert that just expanded on and on for seemingly forever in every direction. It wouldn't have been so bad if there weren't hostile animals there, like snakes, scorpions, and other poisonous or otherwise deadly animals.
"Wow, that's definitely unsettling," Miho observed. She then looked to beside her, where Erich was lying on his stomach. "What about you, Bubi? Have you had any strange dreams?"
Erich rolled himself so he now faced the sky and he grew a look of thought as he rested his hands behind his head. His body ended up being directly against Miho's leg because of his roll. "Well…" he began as he mused. "I've had the kind where I've met effectively another version of myself."
The dreams Erich was referring to were about him hanging out with a particular girl that he had never seen before, yet still felt was like family, like a twin sister in a sense. The girl herself was shorter than he was, but not by much. She had a stereotypical German appearance, with blonde hair that reached down to her shoulders put into a Bubischnitt, or a bob, along with blue eyes. She had a body that was similar in curves and bust size to the average fifteen-year-old girl. The clothes she wore consisted mainly of the Ooarai girls school uniform, but some other distinctive things about her outfit were that she wore black combat boots, a black Luftwaffe ground crew jacket left open, and also a GwZF4-fach sniper scope on a string around her neck. Erich could not ever recall seeing the girl without a smile on her face or otherwise upset in some way. She was always energetic, happy, joyful, and playful as far as he could remember.
Erich then shook his head. "What a unique person that was," he remarked. "If only I could remember their name, though. All I remember about it was that there was a song that used it extensively."
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Within some hills in an unknown world, a girl sneezed from her seat on top of a hill looking at the scenery. The girl exactly matched the description of the girl in Erich's dream.
The way she sneezed made her seem ridiculously cute. She grew a pout and huffed a bit at her own sneeze, which made her look even more adorable to the boy sitting next to her.
"Is something up, Erika?" the boy next to her asked as he looked over to her and away from the scenery. The voice had a noticeable German tilt to it. The boy himself had light brown hair along with eyes of a similar color. He was currently wearing the Ooarai boys school uniform without any extra additions to it. He had a relatively average body and height compared to other boys his age.
"No, Manfred," the girl shook her head. "It just felt like someone was talking about me."
"Ah," the boy next to her raised his eyebrows as he gained a knowing grin. "Well, that's to be expected in a way. I mean, you are a very popular person."
Erika-Dietlinde Hartmann grew a smile hearing the words of Manfred Nishizumi, and she chuckled to herself a bit. "Your flattery will get you nowhere," she playfully retorted as she turned to Manfred with a wolfish grin. During that time, she also slithered her arms and legs so they clung to his body, with her legs wrapped around his lower torso and her hands at the back of his head. "Of course, since we already are in the middle of nowhere," Erika began in a coy manner as the two stared into each other's eyes. She then brought his head so it rested against hers. "Why not take advantage of it?"
The German boy she had effectively trapped lightly laughed as he held a blush on his face from the blond-haired girl's current position. "I guess it's just like the song now, isn't it?" he remarked as he brought his hands to hold Erika's waist. He then began said song. "Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein."
Erika grew a blush herself, and hearing Manfred sing that song drove her over the edge with regards to her self control. She started to fervently kiss him when he finished the first line.
"Und das heißt," Manfred continued after briefly separating from Erika. The blond-haired German girl quickly brought him back into their passionate kiss again.
"Erika," Manfred finished during another brief separation before Erika brought him back into what had now become a make-out session. Erika was not willing to let him get away with singing that song without having her own fun with him as well.
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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