Weapon Or Game (Book 2) The FFI

Chapter 33

Third Person POV . . .

            The day finally came, it was "Fire Dragons" against "Desert Lions", and the first half was ended with both teams having the same score (2-2). Jane stumbled on the floor, beside the benches, and gasped heavily for air. Belletrix tapped her finger on her chin a few times, while looking around her surrounding. Her gaze dropped on Gazel, who was whipping his sweat, with a plain towel, and she slightly elbowed him in the ribs. He moaned in pain, and sent the manager a nasty glare.

"What?!", he asked angerly.

Belletrix took a deep breath to control her temper, and pointed to Jane, who was lying in the ground. Gazel got her idea, and sighed in annoyance.

"Why me?", he asked, even though he knew her reason.

"Obviously, your her boyfriend I guess", she replied, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Still don't get it", he teased, a smirk on his face, and continued whipping his sweat as it dripped from his forehead.

" You need to train in your role as a lover you know", she hissed, before grabbing a bottle from the benches, and walking towers Jane herself.

Gazel felt a pang of jealousy rise inside of him, but decided to ignore it, and looked back at the field. There was no time for silly emotions, he had to focus on the game, and reach the semi-finals.

                   The whistle's squeaking sound ran through the stadium. The desert dashed towards them at incredible speed. Balil swiftly tackled her, causing her to stumble on the green grass. The girl slammed her fist angerly against the floor, and dashed after the boy. Determination sparked in her eyes, a wild aura surrounded her , and the unpredictable happened, an animal-- no a Devil was appearing behind her. The audience were starring at the girl in awe. It was as Lord Satan was right behind her, covered in a beautiful, yet frightening shadow. Even the announcer was unable to mutters word. Jane was not paying attention to anyone, but her target. Balil noticed the unexpected event, but did not back down. Shockingly, Jane stile the ball from the boy before he could even notice.

" I will not back down! Not now! I always dragged everyone down, because of my recklessness, but not to today!", she yelled, dribbeling down the field, with the strange figure behind her smirking eagerly.

Within seconds, she was standing about a meter way from the goalkeeper, with an eager smile covering her face.

" It's time I got back in the game! DEVIL'S CURSE!" her voice echoed through the stadium. She raised Her hand in the air, summoning a black, magic circle appeared above her, and shot into the air. As if in a second, she kicked the ball, and sent it flying after the magic circle. Once it mad contact with it, it was enveloped with dark shadows, that seemed to smile devilishly. Jane jumped towards it , and kicked it sideways. The devil went after the ball, sending chills down the keepers spine. It dashed towards the goal, that the the frightened boy did not even have time to react. It took a moment until the crowds started screaming loudly, and clapping their hands in excitment.
Once Jane landed to the ground, she fell on the floor head first, and moaned painfully.

" Jane!", Torch was the first to run to his fallen teammate, and helped her to stand back up.

" What was that?", she mumbled, staring at her hand.

She noticed a pair of emerald eyes staring at her from between the crowds. It was a teen boy, nearly her age, or a bit older, she couldn't tell. He was dressed in a strange, orange hoodie, and was wearing midnight, blue pants. His turquoise hair made him stand out of the crowd, he was obviously different from the other people. Jane stared at the boy, with a small smile on her face, but sadly, he just turned around and disappeared through the audience.

" You over did it! Look at your ankle! It is swollen as a blueberry!" Torch's voice snapped her back to reality.

" It's fine, I think you can take it from her without me", she replied cheerfully to Torch's worried face, and patted his head.

A shade of red enveloped his cheeks, but he did not reply.

" Jane! Are you okay?!", the two teens turned their attention to their manager, and smiled faintly.

Belletrix's eyes turned to Jane's swollen ankle, and she rushed back to the coach as fast as lightning.

          Coach Lee glanced at Jane, and sighed heavily. He had a feeling this would happen. Ever since the incetend with Ray Dark, she never back down from any challenge, but he knew well, that she was expecting this also. He felt proud that Jane trusted them enough to let the rest of the team to take the game from hear. His phone buzzed, he received an email. The young man flipped through his messages, and stopped on the lastest email.

Dear Coach Lee,
           Apparently Inazuma Japan have won the match, and will be heading to the semi finals.

Coach Lee slipped his phone back into his pocket, and sighed.

"They actually made it this far", he mumbled to himself, and closed his eyes for a minute. His thoughts were getting ordered, and he would have to prepare the team members, but they had to survive this game first.

" Byron! You will take Jane's positon", he ordered, turning to the blonde, with a straight face.

The young teen nodded obentinely, and smile, before running over to his new position. Not far, Gazel watches silently as all the events unfolded in front of him. Things were taking a new role everyday, and yet everyone seemed to understand everything he did not. It was all new to him, and he felt isolated, and cold. He noticed the strange boy between the crowd staring at Jane, and narrowed his eyes at him, as the suspicious stranger fled.

" What's going on?", he whispered.