Chapter 4: I'm in it to win it

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Chapter 4

Scarlett's POV

I made my way to the place where the concert was going to be held at. I saw that the audience had already arrived along with the band. The boys weren't there yet. I stood near the side of the stage so i could see both front and backstage. I leaned against a wall near an alleyway and waited for the boy's arrival. After a few minutes, the screams became louder as 3 black vans drove through. First came out Paul and security, then the Zinthovas, and lastly, One Direction. There was a huge uproar as the girls saw each of their faces. The boys quickly made their way backstage where they prepared themselves for their show. 

I see them.... guarding the gates that hold back all the screaming fans. The 5 men that invaded this planet. I looked at them, trying to figure out who was who because of their human forms. The bulky one, that has to be Clignor who was now named 'Craig'. The short one, the one who dug their nails into me, thats definetly Brelekk now known as 'Brock'. The one with shaggy brown hair and a thin stature who is named 'Nico' was Nakacek. Reidan, now called 'Ryan', was the one with a spikey, blonde hairdo. And finally, their leader, Kalona, now known as 'Kyle', was the one with spiky black hair and dark eyes. Most earthlings would find him attractive until they look into his eyes. Those orbs are completely terrifying and bone-chilling. You'd know in a second that he was the leader. 

Other than being incredibly strong, they each have their own powers. Clignor controlled the ground. He could move the floor beneath him making it shake, crumble, or explode in short bursts. Brelekk was the man on fire. With a flick of his fingers, he could instantly surround his entire body with flames making him untouchable. Nakacek was the speed. He is able to travel faster than time itself. He was the one who came up behind me and tried to throw me against the wall. Reidan was nothing but steel spikes. He can shoot silver claws from his fingers and knuckles. Kalona, controlled darkness. He had the threads of darkness under his command. All of them put together was a team that no one can handle on their own. But i wouldn't take up this mission if i knew i didn't have a chance against them. Nope. I'm in it to win it. I know that if things go accordingly, i'll be able to take them down. 

I snapped out of my trance from studying the evil ones when the crowd became deafeningly loud. I looked up to see that the boys have taken their spots on stage. They started moving around and singing some of their songs causing even more screams and applause. i even found myself to enjoy it. 

After hours of the boys performing, it was finally over and they got off stage. They stayed for a little while to meet some of their fans when i caught something from the corner of my eye. Someone was hiding behind the boys' van and the curly haired boy was standing right beside him. The guards were too busy watching the fans too notice. I quietly crept behind the man, floating a little bit to lighten the sound of my footsteps. He slowly made his way towards the curly one and pulled out a pocket knife. Some of the girls noticed with wide eyes and  screamed "HARRY WATCH OUT!" All the guards turned their heads but didn't have good enough reflexes to get to him on time. Seeing as i was already behind the stranger, i quickly knocked the knife out of the mans hand by easily karate chopping it and grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back. He yelled out in pain as i pushed him onto the hood of the van; all of this done with only one hand. Too easy. 

"Please please! Let me go!" The man said begging for mercy. I waited until security came by and took the man away. I brushed myself off as the curly one and a few guards came up to me. I think the girls said his name was Harry? 

"Thank you! thank you so much!" Harry said while giving me a tight hug. I awkwardly stood there and patted his back until he pulled away. "What can i do to repay you?" He asked while holding onto my shoulders.

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