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Isaac sat down on the bench next to Scott,
Scott grinned, "you came to help."

"No." Isaac smirked, "I came to win."
Scott and Isaac both eyes up Gerard, the person controlling Jackson.

"You got a plan here?" Isaac said putting on his gloves.

"Well... right now it's to stop Jackson from killing anyone."

"Well that might be easier if your actually in the game." Isaac said looking around the field of lacrosse players, "I'm gonna have to make it so coach has no choice but to play you."

"How do we do that? We've got a bench full of players he'll use before he put me on the field." Scott gritted his teeth and looked at Gerard again.

Scott and Isaac both locked eyes as if they both had the same thought.
"Can you do it without putting anyone in hospital?" Scott asked isaac,

Isaac took a deep breath "I can try."
He put on his helmet and jogged out onto the field.

Isaac ran into the crowd of players sending them all flying one by one, the coach stood up and shouted "Lahey, what the hell is your problem?!"

Isaac smirked and jogged off the field.
Jackson ran at isaac and cut the back of his neck with the paralysing venom.

Isaac fell to the floor and Scott ran over to him.

"It's ok Scott I just can't move," isaac tried to make a joke out of it.
Paramedics carried isaac off the field and left it up to Scott.

The medics left isaac in the locker rooms and went back out onto the field.

"You made a nice try isaac."

He turned around to see Gerard pulling out a sword,
"You know isaac, this would have been so more poetic if it was half time."
A twisted grin was on Gerard's face until he saw in the mirror yellow eyes glowing at him.

Gerard ran.

Screams where  coming from the top field.
"Hurry." Scott shouted.

They both ran as fast as they could up to the field.
All the lights were off.
All they could make out where figures screaming running around in the darkness.

The lights came back on a crowd had formed around a body.
Isaac looked at Scott before they both sprinted over there.
Jackson, the killer was in the floor. The coach lifted up his shirt to reveal 5 stab marks just like Evie's.
Scott pointed at his fingers, they were all bloody.
"He did it to himself?" Isaac whispered to Scott.
"I don't know."

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