Our Supernatural Adventure

Chapter Four: Second Chance At First Line: Part One

Ares's Pov

I made my way onto the field and onto the bleachers and sat down. I looked around the field and saw that Stiles and Scott still weren't here.

That means they're still getting ready.

I'd go but I've already sat down and once I'm sitting, I'm too lazy to get back up.

So, I decided to just wait.

All of a sudden my phone rang and I took it out, smiling when I saw that it was Em calling me.

I accepted the call and put the phone to my ear.

"Hey, Em. What's up?" I asked.

"Well, I've got a break right now and I figured I'd call you. Is everything alright?" Emerson asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine. I'm just waiting for Stiles and Scott on the field" I told her.

"Oh, that's something I also wanted to tell you. I'm taking the night off from both my jobs to see the game on Saturday" Emerson explained.

"Really? That's awesome" I grinned.

"I know, I'm glad my bosses from both my jobs gave me the night off" Emerson chuckled.

"Well, I'll be sure to tell Scott. He's gonna be happy. Stiles too" I nodded.

"You do that. And, I hate to cut this short but I gotta go. I was literally only given a five minute break" Emerson told me.

"That's fine. I understand. Be safe and don't overwork yourself too much" I told her.

"Will do. Later, buddy" Emerson said.

"Later" I chuckled.

I hung up and looked up, just in time to see Stiles and Scott walking out and onto the field.

I smiled and waved at my boyfriend. He waved back at me, sending me a wink in the process.

Practice started once coach blew the whistle. I was watching everything intently, grinning mainly at Scott since my best friend is doing really well and focusing on the game.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped when Scott ran towards Jackson, the said boy had lifted him up and practically threw him to the ground.

I winced at the impact Scott made and Stiles did too, at least from what I could see.

Scott glared up at Jackson while the said boy simply smirked at him and made a remark before turning around and walking away.

"Asshole" I muttered.

I watched as Scott made his way back to the line to try again, but something was wrong.

His eyes looked different...like a goldish color and I swear I saw some anger in his eyes.

I watched as he ran at Jackson and my eyes widened when he threw Jackson to the ground. 

My eyes widened more and I gasped when I saw Jackson clutching onto his shoulder in pain, he was groaning in pain too.

"What the hell?" I muttered under my breath.

Coach and the other players surrounded Jackson while Stiles ran to Scott, who was kneeling on the ground in pain, and held onto his shoulders.

I watched as my boyfriend pulled our best friend up from the ground and dragged him out of the field.

I jumped from the bleachers and ran after them, however, I stopped in my tracks at a familiar figure standing far away from the field.