Tori: Remind me again, why did we name the coach after my actual coach AND my DAD?
Tia: Yeah, yeah, just read.
Sam: Tia! Be nice!
Derek, Rachel, and Kris: -.-
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Chapter Two
*Demon Coach
Ok, I admit. I did NOT see that coming.
Coach Mike had morphed into some monster thing with black wings, claws, and let me tell you, this was worse than my nightmares. That was because this was REAL.
"Woah, you're a… you're a…" Jessie stuttered, pointing and shaking in fear.
"A fury!" Brianna realized. Coach Mike scowled.
"I'm a KATRINA! Furies are Greek!" He roared, showing off his fangs. They didn't look at all welcoming, or human.
"Wait, aren't those furies girls?" I asked. That probably wasn't the smartest thing to say.
Coach lunged, reaching his clawed, withered hand out towards me with unbelievable speed.
"Woah!" I cried, jumping back, his sharp claws missing me by millimeters. He stopped, and turned towards me again, while I was scrambling backwards. His glowing blood red eyes locked on me, and my back hit a solid wall. The sides of me were blocked by large mounds of soccer bags. I wouldn't have the time to climb over them. I would be dead by then.
"Hey!" Conner yelled, grabbing a soccer ball off the ground. I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me. He was basically saving my life. He launched the ball at coach's head, goalie style. It hit the monster in the back of the head. It didn't do any obvious damage, but it definitely got his attention. He snarled and turned back around, his piercing red eyes targeting one of the 'Den' members.
Greg and Jessie were rummaging through the equipment in the room, hoping to find a better weapon. Brianna had thrown many random helmets, shoulder guards, goalie gloves, and much more. But she may as well have been poking him. Conner, in the meantime, had bigger troubles.
Coach Mike unfurled his black leathery wings, and took out a flaming whip. The coach spiraled up into the air, up to the ceiling. He pushed off the metal ceiling beam and dive-bombed Connor, while he stood there, frozen in shock.
I saw a small shard of metal, bronze. It was jagged, and super sharp. I picked it up, and I felt a warm liquid drip down my arm.
Blood.
I ran over to where Connor stood, and I tackled him out of the way. The Fury/Katrina hit the floor in a flash of fire. A gust of wind blew in all directions, and Conner and I were struggling to stay down. Fire blew out, like an explosion. Dust flew, and I heard the den members scream.
"Ah!" Brianna cried in pain.
"Look out!"
The ceiling and the walls seemed to be collapsing. I didn't hear Coach Mike, but I knew he was still here. I kept my head down as debris flew, burying everyone. Finally, the fire died down, and the wind did too. Bits of rock trickled down from what was left of the equipment building.
"Hey, you guys ok?" I called out, every nerve praying they would answer. No one called out. "Are you ok?" I called again, worry boiling to the surface. No answer. "REPORT!"
None of my friends answered. I scrambled to my feet, my legs and arms gray with dust. I had a large scar on my cheek, and my hand was covered in blood, but I didn't let go of the shard of bronze. I had a feeling I would still need it.
I searched through the debris, pushing aside slabs of concrete, looking for some sign that my friends had survived. All I saw was settling dust, and some traces of blood. But I refused to stop looking.
Finally, under a slab of concrete, I saw Jessie's head, sticking out. She was barely breathing, her breath shaky.
"Jessie!" I cried. I tugged her out from under the slab of stone. She curled into a ball at my feet. "Oh my god, are you ok?" She surly didn't look ok. Her legs were all scratched up, and she had a large scar on her arm.
"What do you think?" She moaned, highly annoyed. I let out a sigh of relief. If she was able to be sarcastic, she must be ok. I pulled her to her feet. She too a few shaky steps, but was ok for the most part. She looked down and saw the bronze shard in my hand. "What's that?"
"What's what?"
"That bronze shard." She pointed to the sharp shard. I held it out for her to see.
"I don't know. I found it on the floor." I admitted. She studied it quickly, then nodded.
"Keep it, 'cause I gotta feeling we'll need it."
"You and your gut-feelings…" I muttered. "Common, lets go find the others."
We found Brianna and Connor, along with Greg. We were all back together, for better or for worse. Everyone questioned the shard in my hand. But my answer was always the same.
"I don't know, for the last time! I. Don't. KNOW!"
"Geez, fine…"
We all scrambled over blocks of rock and broken equipment. We were almost back to the grass, which looked like it had a layer of frost covering it. But before we reached safety, of course things had to get much more difficult.
Coach Mike was waiting for us, only this time, he wasn't alone.
Two black hounds the size of tanks stood on ether side of the demon coach. They each had blood red eyes, like Mike. Their claws gleamed like stainless steel, and I knew, just then, that we were screwed.
"You can't escape me! Pluto has sent me to kill you all, and I must not fail my lord. Prepare to die!" His hounds bounded over debris, approaching us with astounding speed. One of them crushed a broken basketball hoop, rim, backboard, and all. Ouch.
"I told you we would need the shard." Jessie said.
"And how is this," I gestured to the tiny piece of metal in my hands, "going to even hurt that?" I gestured to the two hounds. She rolled her eyes.
"Shut up."
Greg picked up a piece of rock, preparing to throw it at the monsters. Connor picked up a metal bar from a broken bench. Brianna took a few sharp rocks as well. They were ready to fight.
"Well, nice known y'all." Greg muttered.
"You too." Conner said sarcastically.
"Charge!" We all yelled, running towards our doom, and almost certain death.
Tia: CLIFFIE!
Tori: Teehee!
Sam: Evil person!
Derek and LiLi: No kidding….
Kris: Well, while we update, and get rid of this mean cliffie… well we really have nothing for you other than this.
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