STRIKER'S HEART (Blue lock x Y/N)

02 | ARRIVAL

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Y/N pov ;

After 1 hour of the bus ride, I finally arrived at Blue Lock. I walked out of the bus, tipping the driver a bit. I stood outside the bus, looking at the building.

It looked weird, I didn't see any windows or anything like that. The building itself looked very plain. The walls were gray with dark blue stripes and the logo of Blue Lock.

I stretched out my arms before grabbing tighter onto my bag and slowly made my way up the hill to the building. I didn't see anyone in sight.

Was this a scam or a joke? I was starting to be a little suspicious of this whole thing, but decided to not overthink it because it wasn't really a big deal.

I arrived right under the door. I looked inside, but couldn't see anything. The door opened themselves when I came a few steps closer. I walked inside the building.

I found myself in a dark room. I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black there. I took a step forward when something that looked like TV lit up.

- 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐘/𝐍, 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬?

A man with black hair, done in a bowl cut and black glasses started to talk. He had some terryfing dark eyebags.

One of the two? So there was someone else too. Innocent and naive? What the hell was that man talking about. Secret weapon?

- 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝! 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬. 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.

A small light lit up. It was lighting up a gray plastic box. What the heck was happening right now?

- 𝐁𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐱. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫.

The man said. I sighed, walking over to the box and placed my things inside it. I had to be honest, this was unexpected to me.

- 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤. 𝐌𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞'𝐬 𝐄𝐠𝐨, 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

Ego leaned back in his chair and fixed his glasses. This guy was some crazy person, at least it looked like that. But i didn't had a choice but to trust him since i already was so far.

- 𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐙, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

So i was right. There is another person! But, where could that person be? I didn't see anyone else than me come into the building.

- 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐙 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐙.

Ego said, putting his hand up before the TV turned off. Right after, the light lit up the whole room. There were some seats but nothing else than that.

I sighed, taking a seat on one of the chairs, leaning back. I looked over to the place where the box with my stuff was. Was, because i couldn't see it anymore.

- They took care of it pretty quickly I guess.

ᯓᡣ𐭩

I sat on the chair for at least 30 minutes when the door Ego was talking about opened. I quickly got up and walked through the door, leaving the first room behind myself.

I wondered how the team is gonna be like. I hoped there would be someone who would be nice.

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