Black Holes and Revelations

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Chapter 10
1 week later...

(Sinedd POV)

I woke up, feeling drugged up to my eyeballs in a medical ward. I sat up, expecting a massive headache but nothing came. I wonder what happened, but when I thought all I could remember was black, a thick black cloud hovering over me. A huge amount energy leaving my body. I needed some answers. Just then Dame Simbai walked in.

"Ah, you're awake at last."

"What do you mean, at last?"

"You've been unconscious for a week."

"A week!" I shrieked

"Yes." she replied a calm voice

"Dam. Wait a minute! Have I missed any matches of the Tournament?!"

"No, actually there's a match tommorrow against the Wambas."

"I need to get training then!" I said whilst getting out of the bed.

"Careful Sinedd! You no longer have the Smog and your body needs adjusting without it. You need to find the Breath if you want to play in the Tournament. I've set up a special training programme for you."

"Well lets get started then!" I said walking out of the ward.

(Rocket POV)

Well, it's official. My life, as I know it, sucks. I haven't talked to my parents and I can't bear to look Aarch in the face. All the Snow Kids have been asking me what's up but I can't tell them! Oh crap, not another headache. I've been having these headaches ever since that incident with Sinedd. Don't even get me started on how much paracetamol I've been taking. Oh, there's one good thing, no Sinedd to annoy me. Let's hope he stays unconscious for longer. Suddenly the door to my room opens and there stands the cocky striker himself.

"Oh. You've woken up!" "Dam!"

"Yeah. I've got a training session and Aarch says you have to help me."

"What the hell! I've already trained this morning." I yelled. That training session took time! I gonna kill Aarch. "I'm not helping you! I love to get any excuse to send your ass back to the Shadows!"

Sinedd grinned at me and said "As long as we are in he same room, I think we should get along don't you? We kinda got along the last time, right?"

Is this coming out of his mouth? I could feel my jaw dropping in shock.

"Erm, the last time you were here, we barely said two words to each other!" I said "Fine, I'll come to the stupid training session. Don't expect me to take it easy on you."

He looked at me and said "I wouldn't have it any another way."

(Normal POV)

Rocket and Sinedd clad in a yellow top, black trousers looked at a hole far in the distance, then at the two balls waiting to be kicked. Rocket took a few steps back, took a deep breath, ran up to the ball and kicked it. He smiled as the ball went through the hole. Despite his circumstances, his skills were still the same.

Sinedd had preparing himself for the kick, taking some steps back. He ran for it and booted the ball as hard as he could. Rocket watched the ball as it hit the edge of the hole and drop to the ground. Sinedd looked devasted. This training had been hard for him, since the Smog was gone he felt a part of him had gone.

"I'm no good without the Smog." he murmured. Rocket looked at him and for the first time he saw true sadness in Sinedd's face.

"You'll be fine. The Breath will come to you, I'm sure of it."

"Hey, no breaks out there. Turn around quickly!" yelled Clamp through their earpieces

The young men turned round to find two balls coming at them. They got into a stance and kicked the balls back.

"Turn to your left!"

They turned around to find two more balls coming at them at top speed. The midfielder and the striker were on their toes for the next minute. Balls were coming at them from all directions, at all different speeds. Rocket started to use the Breath, feeling the strong flux flow through his veins, kicking the onslaught of balls back to where they came from.

Sinedd was having a harder time and was exhausted by the first 30 seconds. "Why can't I get this right?!". He was growing increasingly frustrated with himself and was watching Rocket handle the balls with ease. He felt rage flow through his body and fixed his eyes on a ball coming in his direction. Feeling a pure energy come to him, filling him from head to toe, he kicked the ball with as much strength as he could. "Please let something good happen to me, please!". Sinedd watched as the ball soared, covered in electric blue flux. Rocket looked at him in awe. He had never seen the Breath look so powerful, so blue.

"YES!" shouted Sinedd in triumph.

The white arena changed into the normal green pitch and Aarch yelled a command to them

"Finally Sinedd has the Breath. I want you two to get in the centre and play against each other."

The boys did as told. Sinedd grinned maliciously at Rocket and waited for the ball to appear. The ball shot into the air, followed by two flux-fuelled boys. Flux collided and both of them dropped to the floor. Rocket got up and took possession of the ball, ruuning to Sinedd's goal. Sinedd wanted to teleport but he realised he didn't have the Smog, so he just ran for it. To his amazement the Breath made him run faster so he caught up with Rocket in no time.

Sinedd ran up to Rocket, slided on the floor, catching Rocket's right ankle and threw Rocket off his feet. Rocket landed badly on his side, his ankle slightly twisted.

"Sinedd! What have I told you about fair play!" said Aarch with a sigh

Sinedd payed no attention to Aarch and began to streak upfield. Scoring the goal was easy, with no goalkeeper around. Rocket got up to his feet, limping slightly, cursing himself for not keeping guard. Sinedd smiled as he approached the centre, not realising how much Rocket was concentrating on the ball. As it shot up Rocket jumped up with all his strength, spun around using flux and hit the ball with his right foot. The ball headed straight for Sinedd's goal, landing in the left corner. Rocket landed on the ground, surprised with the amount of energy he had just used.

"Okay, lets stop there." said Aarch as Clamp took them out the programme. Aarch looked at the two young men before continuing "In some parts that was a good session. With Sinedd finding the Breath, we have a good chance in the Tournament. Which reminds me Sinedd, Artegor has released you from the Shadows and he's not happy about it at all. Sinedd, I need you to stop fouling and start to play fair! do we understand each other?"

Sinned murmured "Yes coach."

He then faced Rocket "Rocket, I've never seen you use that much flux before. Make sure you don't overestimate your abilities. I want you to come up with notes for the Wambas match tommorrow and I'd like to speak to you in private. Sinedd you can go." he finished.

As Sinedd walked out of the training room Rocket gulped. Sooner or later they were going to talk and this was it.

"Rocket, how are you feeling?"

"Fine." Rocket snapped "Why do you ask?"

"Tia is worried about you. So are the rest of the Snow Kids!"

"It's fine, I'm fine!" he replied in a monotone, beginning to walk away with a limp.

Aarch gently caught Rocket's arm and asked him "Do you want Dame Simbai to take a look at that?"

Rocket whispered "I don't need you to look after me. It's only a slight twinge, I'll exercise it."

Still hanging on to Rocket's arm, he said "Rocket, I'm here when you want to open up."

"I don't want to open up. Leave me alone, stop treating me as if I'm your son."

"Biologically, you are."

"Stop it!" he suddenly shrieked, feeling another headache come on. He abruptly took his arm away from Aarch and walked out the room. Aarch was thinking deeply wondering, if this was another case of Raged Flux. He hadn't seen that much flux in his entire career apart from Robert Knightsbridge, 20 years ago. As Rocket turned the corner he saw Sinedd looking at him with interest.

"Did I just hear right? Aarch is your dad?"

"Dammit"

Rocket pushed Sinedd against the wall and whispered fiercely "Say one word to anybody and you're history got it?!"

Sinedd looked down into Rocket's eyes, grinned and said "Wow. You're cool when you're fiesty." whilst wrapping an arm round Rocket's shoulders. Rocket shrugged himself and began to walk away.

"Oh and by the way." yelled Sinedd "If that ankle gets worse let me know! So I can take your position tommorow!"

At that moment Rocket vowed to poison Sinedd's dinner.

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