I awoke to the sound of something bashing it's head out on the hull of my panzer. I groggily pulled myself together and looked through the driver's slit. I was greeted by a mess of fangs gnawing against the metal, teeth breaking as it shattered against the military grade composite of titanium, tungsten, synthetic fiber and steel. I grabbed the machine gun (I should really give this gun a name, considering what it's done for me so far) and pulled the trigger, 8.72 mm bullets tearing apart holes in the thing. the corpse of whatever it was strangely dissipated into black smoke, revealing what must have been hundreds of it's companions all in front of me. I scrambled to the gunner's seat in terror as I fumbled with the firing mechanism, loading in a 220 millimeter shell with great effort into the 220 millimeter smoothbore gun. the firing software automatically read the shell, and announced the type loudly in the panzer;
"TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY MILLIMETER SHELL. HIGH EXPLOSIVE." My hands shook as I turned the turret towards the center of the mass, the shadow like creatures watching the panzer wearily. My hands strengthened with resolve, and I pulled the trigger. A earshattering explosion erupted, the shell streaking across and exploding in the mass, sending debris everywhere. The mysterious creatures continued to charge; and I promptly opened the turret's MG on them. While the MG at the driver's seat was 8.72 millimeters, the turret had a more terrifying machine gun attached to it, that earned it the nickname Germany's buzzsaw. The MG82 roared, spewing 7.62 millimeter rounds everywhere at a impressive rate of 6200 rounds per minute. The bullet hell rained upon them, tearing neat holes into their bodies. After shooting for around twenty seconds, I grabbed the G-86 and opened the hatch. I peered around, and saw nothing but dark grass around. I sighed, and went back inside, shutting the hatch and locking it. The GPS seemingly connected; However, the map was not one I remembered. At least, not one of Earth. Apparently I was located in some world called Remmant; And the nearest city was the kingdom of Vale, which was around eighty mikes from here. I slid back into the drivers seat, revving the engine back to life. The panzer purred, happy to be on the move again. I continued along, looking for assistance of any kind in finding out what the fuck had happened earlier.
Back on Earth, gunfire was the fastest way to tell there was a fight; not just a fight, but a conflict between who. Each gunshot had a different sound; and it was with these gunshots that one could tell who and who were slaughtering each other. This time however, was different.
*plink* Something bounced off the panzer, and I was startled. It continued afterwards, at a higher rate.
*plink**plink**plink**plink**plink* Someone was shooting at my panzer, for no apparent reason. I clambered back to the Gunner's seat and turned the turret around, scanning for targets. What I saw next, however, was strange; What seemed to be humanoid creatures, were hiding in the woods. A blood red wolf was present on them, and so I assumed it was some faction of some sorts. One of them, with what appeared to be cat ears yelled at me, or at least, I think it was yelling; I couldn't really hear their voices clearly through the panzer. I was about to yell at them to speak louder, when they began shooting again. Not wanting to waste ammunition on easy targets, I popped open the hatch, G-86 in hand as I began pumping lead into them one by one. I shot the cat eared one first; a 7.62 round right into it's? leg, and switched targets. two more rounds, and two bodies dropped, lifeless. I walked over to the unknown creature, and hauled it? back to the panzer, closing and sealing the hatch behind me. I tended to her wound as best as I could; After all, I needed someone to tell me what was going on. I pulled off what seemed to be a mask, which revealed startling golden feline eyes. Now that I think about it; It was obviously a she, and considering other than the ears and the tail, she looked... human. I rummaged for a medical kit and gave her a spare vest to bite down on. She confusingly looked at me, until I pulled the bullet out.
"SHIT!" She screamed, and I stumbled backwards, astonished.
"You speak english?" I questioned, As I put disinfectant on her wound.
"What's english?" She looked, confused as I shook my head.
"The very language we are speaking, Cameraden." I replied, bandaging her wound.
"Okay... What are you doing to me?" I looked at her confusingly, and replied a obvious answer.
"I'm treating your wound. What else would I be doing?" I answered, and she looked at me even more confused.
"But I have Aura. I don't need your bandage." I shook my head at the nonsense she sputtered.
"Aura? are you on drugs?" She looked even more confused, and shook her head.
"Aura is a manifestation of our souls. Our Aura helps to protect us from harm. From our Aura comes our Semblance; It reflects who we are." She explained, And I sat, dumbfounded. She took off the bandages, And I looked in amazement; the bullet wound was gone, and the scar it left behind was rapidly fading. She stood up, wobbling at first before standing upright. I stood up as well; I was at least a foot taller than her. But first, questions.
"My name ist Hans Rommel. I am from... a place very far away from here." I held out my hand, and she tenatively shook it.
"My name is Blake. I... don't really have a home." I shook her hand, and then asked the question that had been nagging me the entire time.
"Blake, I apologize if this is offensive... but what exactly are you?" Blake looked seriously confused and conflicted, before taking a deep breath and replying.
"I'm a Faunus. Don't you know what Faunus are?" I shook my head negative, and she gave me what could of passed as a history lecture.
"The Faunus are a race of people that are human, but have... animal like appendages." Her ears flicked, and I nodded.
"So kind of like the stuff in Japanese anime. Got it." She looked even more confused, and asked again.
"Where is Japan?" I was even more confused, and reopened the GPS. As I took in everything before me, the reality of my situation hit me.
"WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!" I screamed, as Blake flinched.
"I thought you knew..." She whispered, and I shook my head furiously.
"This place... it is completely different from the Earth I know. Which means..." I turned to her, and tugged off my helmet, revealing startling cerulean eyes.
"Tell me everything you know."
After around a hour later, I learned the basics of where I was; I was in a world called Remnant, in which there were four major kingdoms; Atlas, Vacuo, Mistral, and Vale, which was the closest kingdom. The creatures that rushed me around a few hours ago were called the Grim; they were creatures of hate, that apparently died easily to conventional weaponry. And to combat the Grim, there were these 'academies' that trained 'Huntsmen', who were tasked with the job of protecting the people from the Grim. I mulled over the information I had been given, and let out a breath.
"Alright then. I'll make preparations to continue to Vale; make yourself comfortable." I turned around, and continued to the back of the panzer, where I stored extra equipment. I was busy sorting out vests and helmets, when my foot hit something.
*clang*
I turned around, and noticed what seemed to be a human sized capsule of some sorts. The capsule was in standard military green, and along the capsule seemed to be a couple of words. While most were easy to distinguish (Achtung being the easiest) I had no idea why the words Bismarck Drei were painted on the front of the capsule. I peered across and noticed even more capsules; at least three more of them. I peered over and noticed that there was a correlation between all of them; they had the names of different warships from the Second World War. There was Prinz Eugen, Saratoga, and Warspite. I noticed what seemed to be a armory in the corner, and I opened the door. The sight that greeted me was astonishing; There seemed to be battleship cannons, that had been minaturized. In the corner was a envelope, with the words Verschlussache stamped on it. I took out a K-Bar knife and cut the envelope open, revealing information on what the hell i just found. A joint project by Germany, Japan, and the United Kingdom, the plan was to make humanoid personifications of warships that could fight on land. They would have sentience, which would allow them to be able to make their own decisions on the battlefield. I let out a low whistle, And continued reading. Or at least, I would have, until I heard the unmistakable sound of something opening. I frantically turned around, and realized that the capsules were beginning to open. I scrambled for the exit, until I heard the unmistakable sound of german and english coming from the first capsule. I turned around, and saw what seemed to be a blonde and blue eyed girl, in german uniform struggling to climb out. I tenatively reached out a hand and pulled her up. Behind her were the others; wearing military uniforms of their respective countries, looking confused as hell. I took a deep breath, and tried to remember what my Vater said about a commanding voice. Key word being, tried. I tossed that idea away and decided to talk first.
"Guten tag! I am Hans Rommel." Bismarck and Prinz Eugen turned their attention to me, and looked expectantly.
"Umm... I am the current Offizer of this panzer." Bismarck and Prinz Eugen instantly snapped a salute, and I was even more creeped out.
"Can't any of you talk?" I asked,, and they all blushed.
"Well, of course we can. You didn't order us." Bismarck replied, and I shook my head.
"We are no longer on Earth; at the very least, Earth is done for." Warspite looked at me, confused.
"What do you mean by, 'Earth is done for'?" I began regaling the events of the World, and watched as their faces slowly became looks of horror. By the time I finished, they were completely silent, with downcast looks on their faces.
"At the very least, you are all free. You are no longer under any military command; I'll let you do whatever you want. Just try to stay together, for I do not know the people or the factions here. for all we know, they could be hostile." I went back to the front of the tank, only to discover all the rations of fish were gone, and the hatch was wide open.
"shit.