The greenhaired alien - Inazuma Eleven

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Soooooo. I thought I had memorized every I11 episode but I forgot what happened after the one with Sue in it :c. So embarrassing.

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I stared at the wall, while trying to stop my hands from shaking. Welcome in hell, that were the words painted on it when I woke up. He was in my room while I was fucking asleep. I hadn't shown it to someone yet, and so I sat frozen on my bed for about ten minutes. It was a muffled scream that made me move, and it was coming from Jordan's room. I heard people running through the hall, and dragged myself outside.

As soon as I got into his room, I saw why he yelled. I sat next to Jordan, who looked horrified at his red-painted door. For the first time since T's return I felt angry. How could he do this, why did he involve Jordan in this? And after that thought I slammed the wall frustrated, to leave the team shocked. 'Sweetie, don't be upset,' Jordan whispered, and pulled me closer. 'What? Of course I am fucking upset! He sneaked into our room, painted your door with something that looks more like blood than paint! But nooo, why don't we have a tea party so we can talk about our fucking feelings and try to calm each other down. That'll help!' It became silent, and I closed my eyes. The shouting gave me a headache, and I knew I went too far. 'You're right.' We all looked at Nelly. 'This is blood.' I let myself fall against Jordan, who gave me a kiss on my cheek. I giggled, and the rest of the team sweatdropped. 'What?' Jude shook his head. 'It's... interesting that you're suddenly laughing,' he mumbled. I opened my mouth to deny it, but realized he was right. 'Oh.'

'Yes, the red liquid on the door is definitely blood.' It had been a while, but finally we saw detective Smith again. 'But the sentence on your wall Rhona, I think it's some cheap dollar store paint.' I sighed. 'Good for you, but who's blood is it?' I asked, slightly frustrated by the little information he gave. 'I don't know, but I have to take blood samples from Scotty, Victoria, Shawn and Jordan,' he stated. But Scotty was nowhere to be found. 'Dammit,' Celia hissed, and started to search for him. I laughed, what an idiot. 'He's probably outside!' I yelled. In the mean time Shawn's face had become even whiter then it already was. He stared at the needle like it was some sort of scary insect, and Kevin noticed it as well. 'afraid of needles?' he taunted. Willy straightened his glasses. 'It's called Belonefobia, a fobia for mostly small, sharp objects. That includes needles.' Jordan was first, and he seemed to have no trouble with it at all, the same for Victoria. Scotty and Celia were still lost, so Shawn had to go. 'You won't die or something,' Mark said jokingly. 'I know, but needles feel awful,' he said with a shaking voice. 'Done.' We looked at the detective, who gave Shawn a bandage. 'Oh.'

'HOW DARE YOU TO RUN AWAY LIKE THAT?' Celia dragged Scotty inside, who had the most terrified expression I had ever seen. 'I DON'T WANNA BE STABBED,' he cried. I facepalmed. 'Stabbed? You're even worse than Shawn'. He tilted his head, but once he saw that the detective got the needle, he started to make the weirdest movements to escape it. Kevin and Mark had to hold him down, but finally it was done. 'Alright, I'll have the results in three days,' he told us. 'Three days? That's a long time, don't you think?' Jordan said, and the others nodded. 'As I said before, there is another more important case.' I sighed.

15 minutes later

'Are you sure?' My father had scanned the envelope from the other message, but there were no fingerprints on it. 'Yes, I'm sorry I can't do anything. But don't worry, that bastard will pay!' I chuckled. 'Oh, and by the way, did you really take some weapons with you?' I scratched my head. 'Well, not much. Just my bow and arrow.' Dad hummed. 'Can you explain why my axe is missing?' I swallowed. 'No, sorry,' I answered. 'Oh, maybe your mother hid it. There are also some kitchen knifes missing,' he mumbled to himself. 'Yea, maybe the neighbours borrowed them. Anyway, I've got to go, bye,' I said. Satisfied I laid my feet on the table and refilled my glass.

'You are a very good liar.' I turned around to see Jude standing in the doorway. 'What are you talking about?' I asked with a calm voice, and continued drinking. 'Yesterday I was looking for the Economy papers in your bag,' he said and stared at his hand, that had a bandage around it. 'And as you can see I cut myself, it was the axe.' I frowned. 'were you spying on me?' He shrugged. 'I just overheard the conversation.' He paused for a second. 'It makes me wonder, do you ever lie to us?' I spitted out my water, how could he even ask that? 'Excuse me?' He was about to say something, when Mark stormed in. 'Come on, let's play some soccer!' I sighed, but followed him after giving Jude the most offended gaze ever. I passed the trainings centre, but decided to go somewhere else. I needed to get out of the amusement park. What was Jude talking about, did he really think I lied to him?

'Hello.' I turned around, and saw a boy. His red hair stood in contrast with his pale skin, and the look in his eyes was calm, yet amused. 'Hey?' He looked familiar with his orange coat. 'I saw you playing against the aliens,' he said out of nowhere. 'Good for you,' I answered awkwardly. Then it hit me. 'What is it that you want?' I asked. 'Nothing, I just wanted to give you a compliment.' I smiled. 'You left your planet to praise a human? I don't think so.' His blue eyes became big for a second, but then narrowed. He smirked. 'Well well, you got me. I heard that Janus found someone after all, interesting.' I tilted my head. 'It's Jordan, and why would that be interesting?' He turned around and walked away. But right before he disappeared, he looked back. 'Because little human, he is a nobody.' I attempted to slap him in his face, but he was gone before I could. And at that moment, I vowed to prove him wrong.