The greenhaired alien - Inazuma Eleven

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Xene watched the game from a safe distance. Six players against eleven, a game they were going to win while the whole world watched. It was cruel, but this was a way to show how powerless the humans really were.

He watched the peculiar drink break, something was going on. The Raimon girl made big gestures with her hand, trying to explain something. His eyes wandered to Jordan, who was noticeably sulking. And then he stepped on the field. He had broken ribs and a painful leg, not to mention stab wounds. Why was he doing this to himself? 

There was still a smile on Xene's lips. They were going to crush this team, together with DiLauris. But then Jordan took the ball from Bellatrix incredibly easily, and Xene couldn't believe his eyes. That should be impossible, he wasn't even influenced by the Alius stone. When the girl shot the ball in the air with a calculated height, the keeper jumped up. He knew what they were attempting, but it was a weak shot. He walked a little closer to see what she was doing. 

"They must be truly desperate," he mumbled at himself. But then there was a blue dragon. It could've been a powerful shot if done right, but not good enough for Alius' strongest team. Besides, the dragon shattered into pieces before it reached the net. He sighed when they repeated the exact same thing. A few tries later, DiLauris laid on the field with a trembling body, how sad. The only one performing well was Jordan, but he was getting tired. Xene got a feeling when he saw his former friend grab his stomach, it almost felt like sympathy. The redhead shook his head. No, he was an alien, there was no time to feel these things. Gaia was strong, worthy of the title Genesis. And then Jordan collapsed. 

That's fine, now we're even stronger, Xene told himself, there was no way that Raimon would ever score. He watched Jordan wake up on the bench. Then he made eye contact with the boy, and it was frightening. His black eyes were full of fury, but he smiled. Why was he smiling? Xene looked away and focussed on the field again. There was another dragon, and the speed was ridiculous. 

"One against nine, Fauxshore's temporary player scores the first goal, together with the former goalkeeper," the little man yelled. What happened? From the corner of his eyes,  saw the Raimon team approaching, but Xene had seen enough. Time to leave. 

The first thing I noticed was that someone was braiding my hair. A few seconds later I felt the rock-hard bench under my body. I opened my eyes and stared straight into the sun. 

"Rho?" I smiled when I heard Jordan's voice, but then a sickening pain shot through my nose. 

"You had a broken nose, so I put it back," he explained. I sat up to look at him. The boy seemed to do fine, but he was a good actor. "How are you doing?" I asked. He chuckled, and my heart filled itself with warmth. "I'm fine, love," he said before kissing me on my forehead. 

I heard a whistle, the Raimon team was playing the second half. 1-13, said the scoreboard. Kevin attacked, and now I saw why they didn't score anymore. Gaia's keeper used a hissatsu that looked like a net, which meant that our new combination shot had become useless.

"Twenty minutes to go, it seems that the Raimon players reached their limits." 

I stood up to replace the overtired, motionless Bobby, but Nelly pushed me back. I watched in shock how Billy straightened his shirt. 

"I'm part of this team as well," he said seriously while waiting for Bobby to be dragged off the field. "I did not see this coming," I told him honestly. He smirked. "I don't want to be a side character Rhona, I want to be a superhero." And with those words, he entered the field. 

I watched the boys lose with one against sixteen. Mark managed to stop one ball to everyone's surprise, but that was before I was awake. That meant that winning from these aliens wasn't completely impossible. Too bad that there were five more players in a normal game, so we had to practice a lot. But that was okay, we were a football team after all.

Torch scanned the school building he was in. Nobody could see him, or he'd be in trouble. He ducked away when the PE class left the gym, and then he entered Raimon's dressing room. He pinched his nose, what a smell. Torch wasn't sure what he was looking for exactly, but what he found was something he would never think of. 

He opened a visibly cleaner bag, the one that belonged to the girls. There he found some interesting things, including a threat note. "Keep your fucking hands off of her, T," he mumbled to himself. There was a picture of Janus and DiLauris attached to it. Torch shivered, this was unsettling. He put it back and noticed a file. It had more information about this T guy. The boy remembered something Dvalin told him a while ago, he thought this stalker was from Alius. Was this a way to influence the Raimon humans? That was low, even for Alius Academy. He saw another feminine bag, and he opened it as well. Xavier Schriller, he read from a file. Was that about Xene? He reached to open it.

"What do you think you're doing?"  He sighed at Xene's voice.

"You just can't leave me alone, can you," Torch complained. Seriously, was he following him or something?  "Why are you here anyway," he added, even though he knew the answer. T wasn't the only stalker, Xene had a crazy obsession with 'Raimon's true power', whatever that meant. 

"I could ask the same to you, why are you looking through the ladies their bags? You need a tampon?" That wasn't even Xene's joke, Torch said that once to Gazel. Now he was even more annoyed with Gaia's captain.

"I don't have to tell you what I'm doing. Don't you have bigger problems anyway? I heard Fauxshore scored." Xene's smirk disappeared, how delightful. "I mean," Torch continued "Fauxshore? The only Raimon player was a former manager, and Janus played with broken bones. Kind of sad, don't you think Xav?" He called the other redhead by his old nickname, just to taunt him. And boy, was he confused. For a second his face softened, but once Torch smiled, he glared at him dangerously.

"Watch your mouth, Torch. That's not how you talk to the future Genesis. Then he made the ball lit up. Torch landed at the Prominence base alone, Xene must've stayed. 

Asshole.