The greenhaired alien - Inazuma Eleven

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It was chaos. Mark challenged Hurley's football team last minute without informing anyone, but there were mixed opinions on that. Jude, Willy, and the entire Epsilon team thought it was a waste of time. Jackie and Todd on the other hand were excited to learn new things. I personally didn't care, I just wanted to continue with my nap. Unfortunately, Nelly didn't let me. And so I was part of the group that was mostly annoyed by the sudden decision. First of all, I couldn't get my new phone to work, it took me forever. It was not the only problem sadly. Nobody could find their stuff, there was no food made, and last but not least, Shawn was still depressed and Aphrodi refused to leave his side. Celia's biggest concern was the lack of sunscreen.

And so we arrived an hour late. It was so warm, damnit. I regretted that I wished for a tropical island back in Hokkaido, this was way worse to sport in.

"Don't be gloomy guys, isn't it great to play against humans for once?" Half the team gave Mark a death glare, and the captain laughed awkwardly. Luckily for him, there was Hurley to lighten the mood. "What's up, everyone? I think this game will be kinda fun, am I right?" He looked up at the sun. "Thank the gods it's not that hot." He then walked to his side of the field to chat with some dude with headphones.

"I don't think this'll be an easy game," Jude stated. "I agree, we may not win at all," I mumbled a little too loud. "Now come on," Mark said with a grin, "don't talk like that. We won't give up until the end."

"Alright," I sighed. But right before I entered the field, Aphrodi called.

"It's bad," he said with a shaky voice, "Rhona it's bad!" My thoughts went to Shawn. "Has he gone crazy again?"

"No, it's Jor," he yelled. My heart dropped. "He-he's bleeding, it's one of his stabbing wounds, I don't know what to do!" The god sounded as if he was hyperventilating, yet he couldn't stop talking.

"He scratched it open I think," the boy continued. I tried to think properly, but that was easier said than done. "Have you called the emergency line?" was the only thing I came up with. "Yes, I did, but it's so much blood. It's getting worse, please just come," he begged as if I wouldn't. "Jor? Jordan, can you hear- No, don't you dare to close your eyes, you fucking moron.

"Nells, I have to go," I told her. I ignored her confused look and just returned to Jordan as fast as possible.

"Oh shit," I whispered when I saw the motionless boy on the bloody couch. It felt as if my heart had stopped beating. Aphrodi was pressing a towel against Jordan's wound. "What the hell, Jor!" Not that he could hear me of course. What was he even thinking? I couldn't imagine that a little itch would make him rip open a gigantic cut. There was a sound of sirens getting closer, finally.

We watched how Jordan was taken to the ambulance. One of the doctors watched them in silence, and even he was shocked.

"So now what?" I asked eventually. The man shook his head. "I have been driving for the hospital for fifteen years, but never have I seen something like this." He looked at me. "He did it himself, but I just can't wrap my head around how he did it. As if he's from-"

"Another planet," I finished. Something had happened inside that bunker, and it changed him. The ambulance worker was right. No human had this much strength.

And so, for the second time this month, we waited for Jordan at the hospital. It didn't take long before Diam and Dvalin stopped by, to my surprise the coach told them.

It was very similar to the first time, except that we knew his life wasn't in danger. And because there was nothing to do, my mind went to Torch. What on earth was he doing here? He hid his identity, so there was a chance his home base didn't know about his little visit. 

Why?

I couldn't come up with a single reason, it was too frustrating. And when the doctor told me he had to stay the night without any visitors, I was so pissed that I wanted to kick an overfull trashcan. Luckily Mark saw it in time and stopped me.

I watched how more and more doctors entered his room, only to walk outside a minute later with desperate and confused expressions. They called, and the number of doctors and scientists grew by the minute. 

"What the fuck is going on?" Mark's eyes fell on the clipboard the men and women were studying. "One way to find-," he started.

"Great idea," Kevin interrupted. 

It took about an hour before they scanned in the papers on the clipboard and left, but luckily for us, they left the notebook in an unlocked office. 

Mark and I frowned when we read the complicated paper. "What is it," Todd asked, while he was spinning the office chair.

"Well," Mark started, "It says that it has a high amount of 'ho ho'. I hummed. "Yes, and there is a pentagon drawn, and two lines connect the 'ho ho.'"

"Oh," Nathan said disappointed. "Yes, that too. It's connected to the pentagon with a line too." 

Nelly sighed irritated. "Anything else?" she asked. Mark nodded. "C, nine, H, thirteen-"

"It's the chemical formula for adrenaline," Willy interrupted. 

And so we let Willy do the reading, and he quickly had the same look on his face as all those doctors.

"It's as if his adrenaline has doubled, but there's something wrong about it. It also looked as if he'd been under some sort of radiation, I can't make any more of it."

My mind wandered to his Janus, to when his eyes glowed purple. Would it be in connection with that?

We quickly left the office after taking a picture, and a few minutes we had to leave the hospital, visiting hour was over.