The Mummy
Summary: one year, after the FFI, a monster appeared in France that was called 'The Ice Prince'. A decade later, that same person appears before Kevin Dragonfly in the Pro League and leaves quite an impression on the man.
I do not own Inazuma eleven.
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Pain.
That was the feeling, he felt before panic set in when he opened his eyes, he was met with nothing but darkness.
He tried to stand up, only to bang his head against something wooden.
"Ow" he let out a moan of pain.
He reached out his hand.
What the...
He was trapped!
His hands made out the lines of what he could only guess was a box, that surrounded him, as he tried to break free.
The last thing he remembered, was falling asleep with a ice lolly in his mouth, his girlfriend had always told him that he would one day die,choking on the stick because he often fell asleep while eating ice lollies.
It seemed like the ice lolly really did do him in, if the phantom pain, he could feel in his neck was anything to go by and now somebody had thought he had died and buried him in some kind of box!
He used all his strength to push, this quickly became a mistake when a mountain of dirty and snow suddenly poured in, determined to bury him alive but he wasn't going to die, here.
He pushed through the large lump of dirt and snow, not caring if he looked dirty, he could always clean off later.
He took a large gulp of air, once he realized soil and snow was no longer determined to clog his nose.
Fresh air had never felt so good!
But then he realized just how cold it was.
He had to get out the cold and find shelter, was his first instinct, he shoved his body out of the ground fighting against the wooden box and soft snow.
By the next morning, the snow would have covered the fact, he had been there.
He tried to clean the snow off of his clothes.
Hold on.
These weren't his clothes! He realized.
He was dressed in a coat that was half orange and half gray, he was wearing blue jeans and white shoes, and was it him or was the ground more closer, then he remembered?
His hands went to his head and was shocked to find it was somewhat spiky instead of flat, and when he drew a hair from it, it wasn't black but light orange.
And the last time, he checked, he hadn't gone crazy and died his hair orange in his sleep.
He looked around and to his shock, he found gravestones surrounding that poked out of the snow.
Just what did he just crawl out of?
A shiver couldn't help but run down his spine as he eventually came to look forward, after reading all the names subconsciously, one tombstone stood out.
It read:
Here lies:
Ann Frost (Mother of Aiden and Shawn Frost, wife of Dates Frost)
Dates Frost (Father of Aiden and Shawn Frost, husband of Ann Frost)
Aiden Frost (Brother of Shawn Frost, son of Ann Frost and Dates Frost)
May they rest in R.I.P
Something in his chest just tightened when he read the second to the last line, like his whole was tumbling down, his legs gave way and he was on his knees.
It shouldn't have affected him, because it wasn't like he was seeing his own grave and yet it felt like he was seeing his own grave right in front of his eyes and everybody he know was either dead or had moved on.
He suddenly remembered the changes to his body.
Was this even his body?
He had died right?
Had his soul somehow entered a dead body?
Was the box he felt trapped in, really a coffin?
He felt a shiver go down his spine as he came to a sudden realization.
Had he become this 'Aiden Frost' person and why did that name sound so familiar?
Suddenly a light shone on him, making him want let out a hiss like a Vampire.
"Blood hell, it's a boy. What the heck are you doing, here, boy? Visiting time is over" Came a deep voice in Japanese.
Of course he had little to no idea what the man was saying.
At least that's what he thought until his brain somehow translated it for him.
Yes, what the heck was he doing here?
Was he, even on earth?
Well, his earth?
And said, his voice hoarse and a lot more younger than he remember, in Japanese.
"I don't know"
The flashlight stopped shining, thank god, to reveal a man who couldn't be more than fifty years old, beside him was a black dog.
"You don't know?" The man said, in a scruffy tone before his eyes narrowed and said. "That's quite a wound on your head, how did you get it?"
Wound?
He touched his head, to find something sticky on his forehead, possibly peeled off flesh and said. "I don't know." Which was the truth again.
"Well, what do you remember? Don't tell me, you don't even remember your own name?" The man said, all he got from this kid was 'I don't know'. The boy looked blankly back at him, confirming his suspicion. It looked like the boy was suffering from amnesia, possibly because of the wound. "I bet you don't even remember if you have somebody you need to call, well, don't just stand around in the snow and follow me. I don't want to see somebody die before my eyes"
The boy followed sneezing because of the cold, if it was him, he would also follow a complete stranger if there was a chance of shelter from the cold.
The boy followed him to small shack of a house, it was a good thing he had heating or it would really be hell for the boy that didn't even have his gloves on.
Oddly, enough his dog seemed wary of the boy and refused to go near him.
There were things that a dog could feel that a human could not and it's senses were telling him, that this boy should not be in this world, that he reeked of death.
"Go and wash up" The man said, looking out how filthy the boy was and pointed to a door, the boy obeyed and went through it.
And as the boy changed, he couldn't help but be startled, when he took of the coat and shirt underneath, to uncovered a layer of scars that were a angry red but didn't look like they were about to spray blood from them which was a relief.
He turned to the mirror and came face to face with a boy, who he didn't think he would ever see, well, not in real life anyway.
It was Aiden Frost but the trouble was, the boy was a fictional character, having died with his parents leaving Shawn Frost as the sole survivor.
And yet he couldn't deny what he was seeing.
Did that he mean he was Aiden Frost now?
Crap.
He could already see Shawn Frost reaction to him, wasn't he supposed to be dead and how long had this body been dead for?
Aiden eyes, which were famous for being fiery and fierce full of life, had been touched by death, they were now dull, emotionless and dead.
Well, it was to be expected this body, had died, so what was keeping it together?
Later, he would find out, just how far 'this body is dead' actually went.
He had tried to go to sleep but his eyes were open the whole time throughout the night, it was like he was fiscally unable to go to sleep, no matter how hard he tried.
The next morning, he was taken to an orphanage, luckily it wasn't an orphanage that had a mini Shawn Frost running around.
Seriously, what year was it and how old were the original Inazuma Japan members?
He couldn't tell, but it must be in the future since Aiden death, since he had crawled out of a grave, the thought still made him shiver.
It turned out, all the closest orphanages were full because apparently it was common for avalanches to happen in the snow around here, leaving many children without parents.
In the end, they drove for two hours before they got to an orphanage that wasn't full.
They had taken him in and given him the name 'Prince' because there was something not quite normal about him that they noted, he had heard that apparently when they thought he was sleeping, he gave off an air as if he was royalty.
Wasn't he simply an undead?
But then again, when you don't feel any pain when you managed to snap your pinky, and could only stop and stare at it without uttering a sound, eventually you would be classed as abnormal to.
He still hadn't slept since he had been taken in by the orphanage, whenever night fell, he would either by outside until morning and sneak back into the Orphanage, before anybody woke up so he can pretend to be asleep all night, or sit in bed, closing his eyes and being absolutely bored out of his mind.
Two years later, and he was finally adopted by a French couple and suddenly he had a last name 'Prince, Girard', nobody had come for him, so they figured he didn't have a guardian or parents so he was okay for adoption.
He was taken to France, a place where he had to actually learn the language, luckily his new parents were more than happy to help him to learn French, once he could understand enough French without needing a translator, he was enrolled into a private school.
By than he was fiscally 9 years old, when he reached 10 years old, the Football International Tournament had started and he found out, exactly where he was.
Shawn Forst was now 14, and he was 10, Aiden had been dead for four years before he took over his body.
It explained why he looked younger than Shawn, despite being actually the same age.
He was expected to cheer for Rose Griffin, France national team, despite knowing the team, was never going to go anywhere and would only last for three matches.
This was a real kick in trying to cheer for the team, he was supposed to support.
But he managed to do it, no matter how dull his cheering sounded to his own ears.
As predicated, Rose Griffin was kicked out and returned, with high heads despite their loss.
Meanwhile he just continued to play soccer, his lack of sleep really helped in honing his soccer skills.
He could feel 'Eternal Blizzard' howling within him ready to be let loose, but he also felt a weird sense of obligation.
That move was the real Aiden parting gift with his brother, which would eventually be passed down, when Shawn took a boy under his wing.
No matter what, he couldn't perform, what was never his to begin with, plus he really didn't want people breathing down his neck on how he could perform a move that had become famous in the FFI while it was still going on.
And he really, didn't want people like Ray Dark breathing down his neck, so he was determined to come up with his own special moves, he put his Zombie like body to good use.
When he wasn't studying, he was kicking the ball around, even when he was supposed to be a sleep with all the doors locked, he would do visual training instead.
The very best in the world were always the nutjobs.
And at last, he had turned 11, a date that his parents had decided on, was the day he was adopted, and entered Middle Soccer, by now Shawn were preparing to enter High school.
He joined Southview Middle School and immediately joined the Soccer Club.
The World of French Middle School Soccer, was about to change due to the arrival of a monster.
And scene!
I've had this for a long time on my phone and I have just now remembered it. Next chapter, 'Prince' competes in his first match which leads him going on a winning streak for a shocking three years, making people not only call him the Snow Prince but the King of French Soccer. Review/fav and follow!