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                           Maus                            
                      -by Papa Krell-                      
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                         Awakened                          
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Awakened
Kubinka tank museum, Russia
The Maus inaudibly calls out to its fellow German tanks. "Brothers? Are you there?"
From across the massive warehouse, an answer arrives. "Your brothers have not been here for many years Maus, you are the last of your nation left." A rusted out KV-2 whispers in the dark.
Another voice bearing an unmistakably British accent addresses the Maus. "It's rather unfair that we're unable to join them don't you think lads?" The lone Tog II sighs longingly.
A crooked laugh silences the conversing tanks and fills them with unease. You junkyard tractors know nothing of unfairness, I saw more combat thank you before you were even built. KV you have no armor left, Tog your engine is nothing but shrapnel, and Maus....." the elder Mark 1 pauses, "You never even worked."
Another laugh belonging to an unknown tank cuts the Elder off. "Be quiet, you tea-scented relic of a bygone age. We could win your war by our lonesome if given the chance, but you could do no such thing, for you were obsolete in ours. My brethren slew yours in the hundreds before your leaders decided to upgrade their designs."
The small collection of tanks adopt an awed silence at the words of a tank they had never heard before. Oh? And exactly who are you to tell me to be quiet eh? The Mark 1 demands imperiously.
A mighty boom shakes the warehouse and all it's residents as the massive form of the mysterious tank shudders up a ramp and smashes through a hole in the concrete floor. "I AM JAGPANZER E-100, AND I BID YOU DEATH OLD FOOL!" The voice returns thunderously as the massive tank's treads find traction in the floor and it begins moving through the warehouse searching for the Mark 1.
"Are you mad? You'll bring the roof down on us!"
The Jagpanzer stops dead in place, and slowly turns around until its huge gun is pointed at the ancient British tank. "Essen sie scheiße und sterben, Eat shit and die." It retorts before firing at the Mark 1 and tearing the old machine completely in half, sending shrapnel everywhere, dinging and scraping against other tanks.
The Tog II's turret turns and fires a single shot into the side armor of the Jagpanzer. "Have at you!"
"Jetzt sterben Sie auch, now you die too." another deafening boom rocks the warehouse as the E-100 blasts the Tog's turret into a spray of tan and grey shrapnel that tears through the wall behind it.
Maus's heavy tracks crack the polished floor beneath them as they carry him closer to the Jagpanzer.
"Wer sucht jetzt Zerstörung, who seeks destruction now?
Maus brings his gun to bear and fires a high explosive shell into the E-100's tracks, Immobilizing it. "Ich bin Panzerkampfwagen VIII Maus, and you shall not live any longer." The heavy tank announces, firing an anti armor shell into the ammo rack of the E-100 causing it to violently explode and set off all the ammunition in both tanks, leveling the warehouse completely.