Hiya Guys!
This is my first ever fanfic and any constructive criticism you may have to offer is more then welcome. As long as it's not outright rude or mean.
Thanks for reading this and I hope you'll take the time to review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inazuma Eleven!
Note: I do use the dub names, so sorry if this annoys anyone.
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It had been a week since the end of the Football Frontier International but the feeling of elation still hadn't faded, the excitement of it still lingered in the air. This was even more so for the boys on the Inazuma Japan team seeing as they won, hey were now the best in the world. Of course, that didn't mean that they were going to stop looking for stronger teams to play against so that they could improve their skill and power.
As it was, the team was currently out practicing. The weather was perfect for it, it was cool, but not biting cold and still a little sunny.
"Ok guys" Sylvia, one of the managers of the Raimon Eleven, called out cross the field. "Let's call it a day, you guys should be heading home now."
"Right!" Mark called out from his position in the goals as he clapped his hands together. Already, he was thinking about tomorrows practice. He couldn't wait. He realised that the rest of the team had already started heading towards the clubroom while he was to busy getting side tracked and he ran over to catch up with them.
They got hassled by fans wanting their autographs and had to push and shove their way through the masses and into the safety of the clubroom.
"It's been a week already and they still wait out there to pounce on us the minute we finish practice." Kevin complained as they all got changed and grabbed their things.
"Well, what did you expect Kevin?" Axel asked in his usual calm voice.
"That's right! You guys are all celebrities now" Sylvia beamed at all of them.
Mark smiled in return, his huge, cheerful grin that somehow always managed to encourage the others to smile as well. Everybody looked around as they heard a beeping noise coming from somewhere in the room.
"Huh? Oh, that's mine!" Nathan said, recognising his message tone. He rushed over to his bag and pulled out his cell phone, looking at the flashing message on the screen telling him he had a message from a private number. That's odd, he thought, I don't know anyone with a private number and I know it wasn't one of the guys because they're all here with me. Confused, he opened the message and read the contents.
Me call reach when park the.
"Huh?" said Steve, who had been reading over Nathan's shoulder, confusion evident in his brown eyes. When his teammate didn't say anything, he turned around to look at him.
Nathan had gone pale and his eyes were wide as he clutched the phone tightly in his hand. That code…..it couldn't be.
"I've got to go" he said abruptly, grabbing his things and running out of the room, ignoring Mark's startle yell. He ran through the town towards the park and the little secluded place he knew where he would have absolute privacy.
The code was simple, separate the words into groups of two and switch the two words in each group. So what the message really said was:
Call me when reach the park.
Panic began to settle in as he reached the small clearing in amongst a large group of trees and stopped, panting, as he pulled out his phone and stared at the message again. The nice weather now just seemed gloomy as, with a growing sense of dread, he opened his contact list and scrolled down to a number that he hadn't used in ages and had hoped he never would. His hand shook as he hit the call button and he broke out in a cold sweat as the dial tone started up.
After what seemed like an eternity but, in reality, was only a couple of seconds, someone picked up and a familiar voice spoke up from the other end of the line. The deep, cold, uncaring voice speaking slowly and softly, they didn't need to be loud to sound intimidating.
"It's been awhile. Hasn't it Nathan?"
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Sorry if it's short! Anyways!