Soooo like this was originally on Wattpad, and I'm posting it here, in case no one has Wattpad.

"Tenm-AAAAGGGHH!" a young boy groaned in pain. His face was bruised, his hair was mangled and what was most horrifying was that he was not just a young boy, no.

He was Shinsuke Nishizono, one of Tenma Matsukazes friend. But to Tenma, he was just another play toy. He kicked the ball at him once again,and mangled his face once more until he joined his bruised or bloodied friends and teammates, Tsurugi, Shindou, Kirino, Kariya, Hikaru, Hayami, Hamano, and everyone else.

"Tenma! S-stop this! This isn't you!" Shindou yelled, but then winced from the immense pain that shot through his body.

"..." Tenma was speechless. His face bore a blank expression, even when he kicked the soccer ball straight at Shindous face. When the ball connected to his face, he fell back violently, leaving behind a trail of blood that had accumulated in his nose.

"Tenma, stop this! Please! Sto-glh!" Tsurugi was cut off when a ball was kicked to his abdomen with tremendous force.

Tenmas feet was suddenly lifted off the ground. A blue-white aura enveloped him and the aura turned into energy, which bursted around the soccer field.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

The whole team erupted a pained scream and grabbed their heads. Some were clawing at their hair. Some were crying, and some were flailing around, in adesperate attempt to relieve the pain they felt.

"STOOOP!"

"MAKE IT STOP!"

"TENMA!"

"AAAAAGGGHH!"

The pain was unbearable. It felt like their brains were being put under pressure, like someone was grabbing at their head, and squeezing it forcefully. Any minute now, they thought, their heads would explode.

The screeches were like music to his ears. But still, Tenma drew a blank face. He was emotionless as a brick. His eyes were dead and lifeless, as if he wasn't him. As if he wasn't Tenma.

"...!"

"...!" Tenma woke up with a jolt, and sat upright on his bed. He was sweaty, and was still trying to catch his breath. His vision was blurry, as his eyes were still trying to adjust to the light that shone on his bed.

"Was that..a nightmare?" was all Tenma could say, as he still tried to grasp some memory His head was thinking a million things and running on high speed, yet he couldn't grasp a clear thought.

He felt like vomiting, but he kept it in.

"What time is it...?" Tenma looked at his alarm clock, and realized that it was 7:45.

"7:45...? But school starts in..." Tenma rubbed his eyes, but then he realized that he only had 25 minutes to get dressed, eat breakfast, and rush to school.

"NOOOO! Morning practice! AKI-NEE! WHERE DID I PUT MY SOCCER UNIFORM?!" Tenma yelled.

He found his soccer uniform, dashed out of his room, skipping breakfast-he'll eat something from the vending machines at school, grabbed his satchel-complete with school uniform, and rushed out of the house.

"Bye Aki-nee, see you later!" Tenma yelled, and waved to his cousin, Aki Kino, who was sweeping the front of the manor.

"Goodbye Tenma! Have a great day at school!" She yelled and waved at Tenma, who was already down the street.

After Tenma left the room, a small blue-purple sphere started to glow in the middle of Tenmas bed, then the sphere materialized into a form.

The form resembled a human, and indeed, it was a human. A boy to be exact. He stepped out of the light, readjusted his head accessory, and smirked with triumph.

"Stage One, complete..Heh" he narrowed his blue-gray eyes in victory.

"Coach, where is Tenma? He's late to practice." Shindou asked his coach.

"I don't know, maybe he woke up late?" Coach Endou said to the midfielder. Kariya looked up with a mischeivous face.

"Oh my, I wonder if he's skipping pract-AGH!" before Kariya finished his sentence, Kirino, a boy with pink hair tied in pigtails, jammed his elbow into Kariya, cutting off his sentence.

"Kariya!" Kirino scolded at the younger boy.

"It's not nice to assume things. Coach is probably right, maybe Tenma woke up late." Kariya held his stomach in pain and glared at his senpai.

"Tch, that hurt. Senpai is being mean and abusive! Waaah!" The blue haired boy fake cried.

Kirino rolled his eyes at his juniors act.

"I'M SORRY I'M LATE!" Before Kirino could finish his sentence, a voice cut him off from above the soccer field.

The whole team, even the managers and the coach, turned their heads to see Tenma, running to the field, as fast as a zephyr, leaving behind a trail of green wind-like aura.

"Tenma, you're late!" Shinsuke huffed at Tenma, who was laughing awkwardly and scratching the back if his head sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, Shinsuke. I just accidentally overslept, that's all!" he smiled somewhat nervously at Shinsuke.

Shinsuke pouted, "I thought you were going to skip morning practice! Don't do it again, Tenma!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tenma laughed slightly. Shinsuke took this opportunity to get behind Tenma and push him to his position.

But when his hands touched Tenmas back, Tenmas face became blank, his eyes clouded, and he backflipped three times until he was way behind Shinsuke, who would only stare.

"..." the whole team was shocked, what the hell had happened?

When Tenma landed, a very faint blue aura glowed around him. The whole team, though an oxymoron, felt warm, yet cold type of energy emit from Tenma. While it felt comforting, it felt intimidating at the same time.

When Tenma regained his emotions, he looked around confused, wondering why he was at the back of his position. Wasn't he in front of Shinsuke? What happened?

"Hey, Shinsuke, what happened? Why am I at the back of you...?" Tenma asked, clueless.

"Y-you don't realize what you did?"

"No."

Everyone was confused. What the hell had happened? No one knew. Tenma wasn't the one to suddenly have acrobatic skills; unlike Tsurugi.

"Hey, why are you all staring? Tell me what I did!"

"Tenma, you weren't...aware?"

"Aware? What do you mean? Just tell me!"

Everyone was still in the state of shock. Does Tenma have skills that could rival the most technique based players?

"Never mind Tenma. Forget about it." Shindou said.

Tenma only pouted, but continued on with his training. Everyone was all pumped up for their practice match against the next school match in Holy Road, that they didn't even realized that school was starting.

After the crazy rush, a strange, glowing sphere had materialized into a nearby bush, then, it took shape of two humans, who were crouching down.

The male human had touched the communication device that was attached to the left side of his face.

"His gene has been activated, leader. But what happened is that he did not remember himself activating it."

"Understood. For the afternoon practice, keep a close eye on him, but do not let yourself be caught, do you understand?"

"Yes, leader."

"Excellent." said the leader. He merely smirked.

After school, the whole Raimon team had gathered at the practice grounds. They were all chatting and talking idly with each other, waiting for their coach to come to the practice grounds. One of the topic in each conversation regarded Tenma.

"What was with Tenma today?"

"He didn't notice himself do that crazy backflip?"

"Tenma was late today, but that's strange. He and Shinsuke are always the first one."

"Why was Tenma kind of...off today?"

"Alright everyone, time to train!" a voice interrupted the whole teams conversation. It was Coach Endou, who smiled at the team with his usual, cheery face.

"Wait, Tenma is still not here!" Ichino called out. Once that information was out, everyone stared talking again.

"Why is Tenma late again? He is never late!"

"Is Tenma trying to skip practice?

"No, maybe he's lessening the time he spends with his today. He missed half of morning practice."

"Maybe Tenma doesn't like us anymore. It's all over. We're all going to lose!"

"Awh, come on Hayami, don't be so upset!"

"Everyone, settle!" Coach Endou clapped his hands, which silenced everyone. Everyone looked at their coach. Why did he have this stern face?

"Don't overthink it. Tenma is probably not feeling too well, so don't stress him out too much, okay?" Endou had informed the team.

The whole team nodded in agreement, but Tsurugi felt as if something was still off about it. Tenma was never sick, and if he was, he would try to hide it. Even then, he made it pretty obvious that he was sick...or something.

Tsurugi shuddered at the word something. Nothing felt quite right with the boy. Something felt really off about him.

Endou, who had dealt with Fifth Sector a bit, also realized one crucial fact.

It has begun.

I wrote this back in 2014, so like apologies. ; w ;