Haunted Past

Chapter One

A/N

Hiiiii it's me again :)

So this is going to be a story all in Viktor Fischers point of view. This will be a little different then the average fanfiction and the first chapter is kind of boring but give it a chance, because the next chapter will have more action :))

Of course this is all fiction because Viktor was probably a straight A stupid :)) and I don't know if Leon Goretzka has siblings or if he even intends to go Ajax (Smart move if he did haha)

Anyway enjoy!

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The sound of my alarm clock wakes me up from my peaceful sleep. I was glad I had another nightmare free night. That one occurring nightmare finally seemed to have disappeared, for now. I throw the blankets off me and am greeted by the same old Dutch cold. When I sit up I see that I forgot to close the window last night, so I get out of bed and feel the cold floor. Why didn't got the floor heating? I walk towards the window and close it, but before I walk away I see someone standing in front of my building. I quickly hide behind the wall and sneakily look outside. This person is all dressed in black as if he is some kind of burglar. When he looks up, I start to get disappointed because I can't see his face at all. Then he just walks away, it was almost as if he was stalking someone. I just hope that he wasn't stalking me.

I take a deep breath and walk towards the bathroom to get ready for training. While I was brushing my teeth I started wondering what would have happened with me if Ajax never signed me. Maybe I would be dead in the gutter or maybe hiding somewhere exotic with an alias living in fear. I shake my head, I don't want to think what would have happened to me. I spit out the toothpaste and rinse my mouth with water. While rubbing my eye I walk back into the bedroom and I see the window open. Utterly confused I run towards the window, only to see the black clothed man running away. I try to suppress the fear that is taking me over and close the window. Just in case I check all the windows if their locked before I decide to get dressed because training would start soon.

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I finally arrive at the training field and see that only one of my teammates is training. He is running around and shooting balls into the goal. I thought I was late because before I left I checked every window it it was closed, locked every door and even set some traps to see if someone would break in. The old me was taking over and I didn't like it at all. I changed so I could have a career, something that would make my parents proud. From the corner of my eye I see where he dropped his bag so I decided to drop mine there to. Then I realise I don't know this person, he has short brown hair so I assumed it was Joël Veltman, but when he turned around he looked like someone else. He sees me to because he walks over to me. I just hope that he doesn't think I tried to rob him or something. But I see he has a smile on his face so maybe he was a fan asking for an autograph.

"Hi, I'm Leon" he says and extends his hand.

"Viktor" I say simply but I smile politely at him.

He rubs his forehead and makes and understanding noise. "You're Viktor Fischer. The Danish wonder boy right".

"I guess I am" I say laughing. I never knew what kind of nickname they gave me, but I have to admit that I like this one. They also included me into the Danish Dynamite in Ajax.

I see how he grabs his bag and takes out a water bottle. While he is drinking I start wondering how he knows me. The name Leon didn't ring any bells. Plus nobody told us about a new player and he is not someone from my past. When he speaks he as an accent which I can't place.