Maraba Always Lies: An Inazuma Eleven Go Fanfiction

Sudden Disturbance

"I must say, that was a job well done, Shikukuza."

Maraba smirked at the Holy Emperor's praises, standing before him as he sits in his throne. The holographic projection of the globe dimly lights up the otherwise dark room. But strangely enough, Maraba's purple eyes seem to shine through slightly, like those of a wolf's.

"However, I don't think your aggression in that supposedly 'friendly' match with Gassan Kunimitsu was quite what was required. I only asked of you to 'punish' them so that they may learn from their lacking performance."

The young girl's smirk then turns into a frown, her brows now furrowed into a slight scowl at his slightly disapproving tone. After all, she had only done as she was told. Holy Emperor or not, he had no reason to look upon her work with disdain, as she had only presented him with results and competence with every order obeyed.

Ishido continues on with his speech, "But it is not your fault. It was a mistake on my end. I tried to control your aggression. Though now, I see that your aggression isn't meant to be repressed, but rather, expressed. And I made a lapse in judgment in giving you a task where you cannot properly express it. Worry not, I have another one at hand."

She looks up in curiosity, her scowl disappearing, and the familiar glint of hunger for violence in her eyes that he knew so well glows brightly like a star. He knew he had caught her interest.

"I'm listening," she said.

"I want you to 'take care' of Raimon for me. Can I trust that you will deliver me results unlike those who came before you?"

A moment of silence ensued for a moment. Maraba looked up at him with an empty expression, as if calculating the situation at hand, before smiling. "Hm, are you implying that I can't get the job done, boss?"

"No, I-"

She then laughed mockingly, cutting him off mid-sentence before adding, "You're hurting my feelings. But fine, I take your orders. Somebody's gotta get them done, right? I've always wanted to play against them. Now..."

"I think I'll come to visit my dear old friend."

The Holy Emperor smiles down on her as he watches her turn around and walk towards the door. And so does Maraba, as she makes her way out and dismisses herself without Ishido's command. A privilege that only she was powerful enough to attain.

'This is going to be fun,' she thought.

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"Everyone! Do your best out there!" Hikaru shouts from the bench as he watches the team practicing in the field.

Oh, how painfully unaware they were of their spectator, who stood in the dark shade of the trees located around the field, smiling as she watched what she deemed to be a 'pathetic' and 'amateur-level' type of play.

Tenma runs forward, dribbling the ball at his feet, and then he calls out, "Kurama-senpai!" as he kicks the ball over to Kurama's direction. The dull-haired second-year takes the ball as it's passed straight to him and runs toward the goal, until he is stopped in his tracks by Amagi, who blocks his path.

"You're not shooting on my watch!" The bigger boy yells out.

Kurama shoots the ball to the right in a slightly curved direction and runs toward it as quickly as he can. And as Amagi turns to try and stop him, Kurama proves to be too quick for the purple-haired boy as he makes a shot towards the goal.

But unexpectedly, Kurama's shot ultimately misses the goal, going in a direction that curved upwards and went out of the field.

Tenma seemed to notice a mysterious spectator, who was only seconds away from getting hit, and called out, "Watch out!"