Chapter 8 Game Day

|Game Day-locker room|

And now I'm sitting and preparing for the game and I notice that several players are fussing around Jackson.

I concentrated my feelings in their direction, and I heard that they did not want to let me play with Scott. That is, they don't want to give us the ball.

"Hey, why can't we give Jack a pass?" Some guy asked.

- Because he can pass to Scott. You know that they are friends, Jackson said in the half truth. In fact, Jackson was afraid and envious. During the training session, he heard the coach praise Jack and say that he would make a good captain. He couldn't let someone like him take away his status. In addition, he was worried about how they began to play so well. After all, they were sitting on the bench last year and could not do almost anything.

After their brief dialogue, I noticed Stiles walking past Scott, who was putting on the shields, and Stiles approached him.

"Are you going to convince me not to play?" Scott asks

"I just hope you know what you're doing." Stiles defends himself.

- If I don't play, I will lose the first line.

- Is it really worth it? And this is just one game that you really don't need to play. Stiles says, trying to prove his point.

- I want to play! I want to be on the team! I want to live my fucking normal life. Do you understand that? Scott says desperately.

- I understand. Stiles sighed and sat down next to Scott.

"Just try not to get too excited, okay?" Either get too angry, or strain yourself. Try not to think about anything. For example, that hunters are trying to kill you. Or that Derek is trying to kill you, or the girl he killed, and that you might kill someone. I'm sorry, I'll stop. Good luck."Stiles advises and gets scared himself.

Hearing all this conversation, I approached them.

"Did you make Derek angry?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Well, sort of," Stiles said with a slight smile.

- He forbade me to play, and when I went to his house to talk to him, I smelled blood. After that, Stiles and I went again, and found the other half of the body. And then they told Stiles ' father, Scott said nervously.

- Oh, you had an interesting day, I sat down with a smile.

- And you didn't think that his relative was buried there? For example, a sister? I looked at them and waited for an answer.

- No, they both said.

- I see... by the way, Jackson and the others will try to play without us, I added. That is, they will not give us a pass.

At which Scott looked with bulging eyes.

/ Lacrosse field|

While the players are preparing, the crowd is already pumped up and applauding. The three of us go out on the field together and head to the bench. We see Scott's mom waving at him, Stiles ' dad and my sister and Alison smiling in my direction. Alison and her father were sitting like the others. Then Scott notices Alison's father and turns to me with concern.

"Calm down and don't worry," I said slowly. - Try to keep yourself in hand. If everything goes bad, hurt yourself, pain helps to control the shift.

When Scott heard me, he just nodded his head.

And at this moment, Alison comes up to me and pulls my head to her.

"I believe in you, good luck," she said and kissed me on the cheek.

"And you won't regret it," I said with a grin.

Seeing this, Alison smiles and returns back to the stands and sits down next to her father.

On the bench, the coach sits down next to Jackson and asks: "How's the shoulder?"

"It's all right."Jackson replies.

- Do you feel pain?" The coach asks further.

"No," Jackson says.

"What if I hit him hard, will you feel the pain?"" The coach asks, gesturing with a blow.

"Maybe," Jackson says.

"Look, just go out there, just do your best, and if you get hurt, you just...".. "The coach is trying to say

- Just keep playing?" Jackson asks.

- This is my boy." The coach says "I'm proud".

The referee then blows the whistle, signaling the players to get ready. Both teams enter the field, and each takes his place. Being on the field, I felt like a fish on water. When I looked at Scott, I saw him tense. I knew what would happen next, but I decided to see what would happen next for now. The game starts, our team holds the ball, Scott runs to the side to a position from where he can rush forward and try to get closer to the opponent's goal, but the other players just continue to ignore him, passing between themselves. One player is knocked down and the ball falls to the ground, Scott sees this and runs to him, intending to pick it up with a stick, only for Jackson to push him to the side to the ground and rush to the ball himself, pick it up and score a goal.

Seeing this scene, I grin, and approach Scott still lying on the ground.

- I told you, I said, pulling my hand to him.

"But I was hoping," Scott said. When I heard his answer, I just pointed to the side of the main players of our team.

"Turn on your hearing and listen to them," I said.

Listening to my advice, Scott turned in their direction and heard Jackson say:

- Only for me! Then Danny asks:

- What if they are open?

"Who's the captain?" You or me? Jackson speaks while playing a rank card.

"Come on, man, I just want to win," Danny says.

- We will win! Jackson says, confident.

- But.... Danny starts only to be stopped by Jackson asking menacingly:

- What did I say! So what did I say?

"Don't give up on McCall and Anderson," Danny repeats Jackson's order, not agreeing with him.

Jackson hits him as a sign of confirmation and that his orders remain in force, and everyone separates and gets into position.

Scott, hearing this, felt that his vision had changed, and slaps his helmet hard, which, since the pain should control the shift, it can help.

Seeing this scene, I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Scott, don't get angry," I said.

When he hears me, he just nods his head.

- Follow me, if I give a sign, run towards the opponent's gate, I said, looking at him.

"All right," he said, and nodded his head again.

After that, I could see him still hunched over and standing in one place. Seeing him, the judge approached him and asked if he was okay. To which he simply received a nod of his head. And some of the opponent's players, hearing his deep and gloomy breathing, retreated in fear.

By now, the points are Home:2 and Guest:6, which means that Beacon Hills is currently losing.

During the starting position, our player receives the ball and throws it in the direction of Jackson. But at that moment I ran with enough speed to intercept the still flying ball.

After receiving the ball, I ran towards the opponent's goal. There were 5 players in front of me. But with my feelings, I easily bypassed them and scored a goal. Seeing this, the crowd begins to applaud, and Jackson looks in my direction angrily. Anyway, I stole his pass.

Now the ball is in the enemy team. One of their players received the ball and threw it high behind him.

Seeing this, I shouted to Scott, and he understood my idea. After that, Scott quickly ran up to me, and I put my hands as a springboard, thanks to which he jumped high and intercepted the ball.

Having descended to the ground, we pass each other until we have bypassed all the enemy players. After beating all the players, Scott gets the ball and scores a goal.

After that, the Enemy team receives the ball again, and the player who receives the ball from the captain sees Scott in front of him and passes the ball to him. Scott catches it and flies up to the goal, dodging 4 enemy players and scores a goal again.

At the next game, the referee says: "We are going." Both Jackson and the other team captain go to the starting position, and the captain of the enemy team asks Jackson: "Hey, what the hell is going on with your teammates? What the hell are they sitting on? Especially the hunched one? "

To which Jackson replies:

- I don't know yet.

Set-the referee shouts and blows the whistle, signaling the start of the round.

Scott gets the ball passed by Jackson and flies to the goal. As he approaches it, he begins to look around, as if looking for prey. Seeing this, I ran in the direction of Scott.

- Scott, I shouted, and he looked at my side. Seeing my glowing silver eyes, he calms down and passes the ball to me. Taking the ball, I quickly score a goal, equalizing the score and knocking two players off their feet.

Seeing the score, I looked at the ball. The ball was now on their captain's stick. As soon as I heard the whistle, I ran as fast as I could in his direction and knocked him down. While he was falling, I quickly grabbed the ball and ran in the direction of the goalkeeper. But before that, I gave a pass to Scott, and it seems that he understood my plan.

When I was about 15 meters away from the goal, two defenders were standing in front of me about three meters away from me. And right at that moment I shouted:

- Now! Hearing my shout, Scott threw the ball over the heads of two defenders at full speed, and seeing this, I just smiled. When I reached them, I quickly jumped over their heads, doing a somersault and caught the ball. Right at this moment, I repeated that trick from training. For me, everything around slowed down and this time I decided to throw the ball directly into the goalkeeper's stick.

When I landed, everyone could clearly hear the sound of the mesh breaking and another sound of the mesh hitting. When I looked at the side of the goal, I saw the goalkeeper stunned, and the net of his fangs was torn. And the ball was lying inside the goal.

Seeing this scene, the crowd starts screaming like crazy, as Beacon Hills won 7 to 6 in the end.

Scott takes off one of his gloves and looks at his hand, seeing that his Claws are starting to come out. He presses his glove and hand to his chest and starts running away from the celebrating crowd to the locker room and shower.

/ locker room|

Scott goes into the locker room, takes off his helmet and, grunting, goes to the mirrors. Looking up, he sees that he has completely shifted and noticing someone behind him, he turns sharply back.

"Hey, hey, calm down, it's me, Jack," I said and grabbed his hands.

"I, I can't control it," Scott said, breathing hard.

"Scott, listen to me and repeat after me," I said, remembering the Satomi pack mantra. - "Three things cannot be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth."

"T-three things can't be hidden... * takes a deep breath in and out*, the sun, the moon and the truth.

- Well done, repeat it a few more times, I said, patting him on the shoulder.

After several repetitions, Scott turns back into a human.

"Thank you," Scott said, looking in my direction, " But what was that?"

"The mantra of one of the packs," I said. - "If everything is fine with you, then I will go."

"Yes, thank you again," Scott said, and nodded.

After that, I went outside and noticed Alison standing at the exit.

- Have you been waiting long? I asked as I approached her.

"No," she replied with a smile, " is he all right?"

- Yes, everything is fine. I just decided to check it out. By the way, how do you like the game? I asked with a grin.

- Oh, the game was great, she smiled and crossed her arms behind my head and french kissed me.

After she releases me, I stand motionless.

"What was that?" I asked with a bright smile.

"Oh, it's a reward for keeping your promise," she said with a beautiful smile.

- Well, I'll see you tomorrow, my dad is waiting for me, she said and winked at me as she left.