A Dragon's Embrace
Chapter Five: The Shoot Out
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Disclaimer: I wish, but I ain't, so don't.
Rating: PG-13! And it will most likely go up again.
There is a lot of cussing in this chappie and so don't say I didn't warn you!
REVEIWERS:
K-Magic-I'm so glad that you like it! I've never gone to a soccer camp (Have been to others), so if you have any ideas, please tell me! Hope you have a great Christmas, too!
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2) Thanks!
3) Read on for later chappies or email me and I will tell you!
4) *Big Grin* THANKS!
5) So fun to make guys squirm!
Cute-Kitty- *Happy Lil' Dance* You like it! YES! I play both wings (I can cross the ball with both feet so my coach loves me *eye roll*), forward, and goalie.
Elvish Fairy- 1) Then have LOTS of FUN and review some more! Hehehe!
2-4) *Grin*
5) I LOVE that part, too! I'm so glad you like it! I took your advice and so here is your Christmas present! I pushed it all out JUST FOR YOU!
Hurry!- Well jeez, don't be nice then! lol, just joking. HERE IT IS!!!
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Mia watched as Dragon walked over to her and Nick. They were standing at the top of the goalie box of the goal they were going to use, and she noticed that his face was void of all emotions. 'I wonder how he is able to do that, to clear his face, his eyes of everything. The only other person who can do that is the ferret, Draco Malfoy, the insurable-' Her thoughts were interrupted by Nick as he explained the rules.
"First off, this shoot out will occur like a normal one during a tied game. Best of five shots. The person who lets the least amount of shots in wins the shoot out. Second the distance will be that of a normal penalty kick, so that leads to the third which is who will take the shots. Any volunteers?" Nick questioned. "I'll take a shot, but there needs to be four other people."
"Me, Ryan, and Justin can each take one," offered Jason.
"And I'll take one, too," said Emma.
"Sounds good. Anyone disagree?"
*Dragon's POV*
He listened to Nick go on about the rules and then asked for volunteers. After they had the other four excluding Nick, something occurred to him. 'Oh shit. Great, all of the people just happen to be Mia's friends.' He knew that wasn't very mature of him, so when Nick asked if anyone disagreed, he kept silent. But while he was verbally silent, he couldn't quiet his thoughts. 'Great. Just great…'
*Mia's POV*
Nick flipped a coin to see who would go first. Mia was lucky enough to call it right, so she won the coin toss. After a moment of thought she decided who would go first. "Dragon," she said in a fake sweet voice," Why don't you bless us with your skill and go first."
Dragon nodded. "Fine by me. Just remember, it is a blessing to be witnessing my great talent."
Mia smirked and retaliated and said, "If people call you a 'great talent' the what do they call the U8 goalies?"
At that last remark, Dragon's temper flared. He shrugged off the insult and raked his brain for a descent comeback.
Mia watched his face and his storm gray eyes. She could tell he couldn't come up with anything to retaliate with before he came up with the lamest reply in the books. "Don't know. Let's just get this stupid thing over with. As amusing as it is to fling insults with you, it, oh so sadly, is as fascinating as watching grass grow," and with that Dragon walked over and got ready for the first kicker.
*Dragon's POV*
As he walked over to the goal to set up, Dragon was inwardly yelling at himself. 'God! I think that I have gone crazy! I get into a mud slinging contest moments before a shoot-off! Not only that, but I can't even come up with a good insult! Yup…I'm going crazy.' Dragon's thoughts began to wind down as he finally reached the goal.
As he stood inside the seemingly huge goal, his stomach started to jump. 'Shit, not now…'
He forced his stomach to be still and shrugged his shoulders; much like Mia had done earlier, to keep his shoulders from tensing up.
He cleared his mind as Nick approached the white dot on which the soccer balls were always placed for penalty kicks.
He bent his knees, arms out, fingers spread. He lightly balanced on the balls of his feet, getting ready for Nick's kick.
Then, he kicked the ball. It cut through the air; low to the ground, like a bullet it flew. It came in on Dragon's left near the post, a wide shot.
He pushed off with his left cleat. He too, flew through the air. Parallel to the ground, body stretched out. He reached for it with his arms and caught it.
He finally allowed himself to breathe. 'One down, four to go,' he thought, then realizing he still was on the ground and with the ball was still clenched in his hands, then he goalie tossed it back to Nick.
Then he turned to Mia with a smirk, "Mow, I believe it is your turn."
"That was a nice save," Mia admitted, still not feeling a bit of worry. "Oh, and you're right. It is my turn." And then she switched places with him.
It was her turn in the goal.
*Mia's POV*
As she walked up to stand on the goal line, Mia forced herself to relax and loosen up. She saw Nick get ready to shoot, and so came into a position much like the one Dragon had crouched in earlier, with knees bent, arms out, and fingers spread.
Then Nick kicked the ball. It flew through the air much like the shot he gave Dragon. About a foot off the ground and just as easy to grab as it was for Dragon, Mia also brought it into her arms.
*Nick's POV*
As he watched both Dragon and Mia easily block his shots, he almost thought he was loosing his touch, but then he punched himself mentally and thought, 'That is totally crazy! You aren't losing your touch! Man, I got to remember how good Mia and Dragon are at playing keeper.' After he ended his thoughts and watched Mia and Dragon both easily stop Jason's, Ryan's, and Justin's attempts to score.
Then, the fiery, little, mite Emma walked up and placed the ball on the white spot. As she did this, she smiled evilly at Dragon. "Prepare to be scored upon with a soccer ball!" Emma said in an evil voice.
Dragon looked at he the tiny, she-devil sprite, "Little girl, that soccer ball is almost bigger then you!"
At those words, Emma's face contorted into a mask of fury before going totally blank.
'Holy shit! That man in D-E-A-D, dead, dead, DEAD!!! I hope he has his last will and testament all written up and signed!' His thoughts were ended as he saw Emma kick the soccer ball. It cut through the air at an unbelievable speed. A bullet. It flew into the corner brushing the posts of the goal and Dragon's fingertips. As it flew past his fingertips, Dragon slipped on the slightly wet ground and…
Fell…
Fell…
Fell…
Plop!
Everything was silent until Dragon looked up with…a mouthful of dirt, grass, and small rocks.
Then everyone erupted into uncontrollable laughter, and then they were silenced by with an evil, glaring look.
Emma looked at him with pure disdain before walking up to him and kneeling down to his level to whisper just loud enough for everyone to hear. "I might not be big or tall, but remember…I am still a great soccer player and only at age 15. Don't you forget that, mud-face," she hissed out. Then grabbed the soccer ball from his hands and set up to shoot again.
*Mia's POV*
Mia stood shell-shocked as Emma's kick slid past the fingers of Dragon. 'Holy cow! Yes, yes, YES! All I have to do now is block Emma's next shot and then I'll win it! Thank Merlin that when Emma gets teased, she gets pissed off, and when that happens, she makes some of her best shots then!' her thoughts were ended when Dragon tapped her on the shoulder and wished her luck. And then she walked to the goal.
She got there and dropped into her goalie stance. Emma looked at Mia's position in the goal and picked her spot to shot at.
And then she kicked the ball.
It flew through the air towards Mia, just as powerful as the one she kicked at Dragon. It seemed to whistle in the air. It was aimed into the high left corner of the huge goal.
As it came closer, Mia pushed off her right leg and jumped. She jumped with all her might, for all she was worth. Into the corner it tried to go, but Mia and her blessed finger-saver goalie gloves, her beautiful finger-saver gloves, wouldn't let it go into the corner. Mia finally was able to grab it. And after she was able to do so, she walked over to Dragon.
With the ball still in her arms, she said to him, "Figure out about the person you challenge first next time. It might help you to avoid defeat." Then she handed the soccer ball over to him.
*Dragon's POV*
As Mia handed the ball over to him, he was still shell-shocked. 'Holy fucking shit! She is good! No wonder she wasn't nervous at all during this!' His thoughts stopped as something dawned on him. 'Fuck it all to hell and back! I was beat by a girl! Shit!'
*Mia's POV*
As she walked over to Emma, her heart was singing. Reaching Emma, she pulled her into a tight hug and said in her ear, "Girl, you must have still been pissed. Because, without my finger-savers, I probably would have a few finger that would be nice and beautifully broken."
Emma laughed at that. "His fault. He hopefully will remember not to pick on me or tease me because I am short," Emma grinned. "Turn around."
Mia turned around and saw Nick wearing and evil smile that made him look almost sinister with his dark brown hair and blue eyes.
'Oh shit.'
Mia's eyed widened as he picked her up and set her on his shoulders for a victory run.
"Come on Mia," he said once she was settled on his shoulders. "Yell your victory out!"
"I, Mia Granger, won and am the best goalie at camp!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.
She saw Dragon look suddenly at her. When she saw this she raised an eyebrow.
"Mia. Did you just say your last name was 'Granger'?" He asked.
"Yeah, what is it to you?" Mia responded.
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A little vocabulary:
Finger-savers ~ They are a type of goalie gloves the have a little plastic bar in the back of the finger to help keep the goalie's fingers from breaking. ( I LOVE the them, I with I had a pair, but they are really expensive for the brand I want)
Goalie Box ~ Is it the box in which the goalie is allowed to use their hands.
Penalty Dot ~ I couldn't remember the real name for it, but it is the spot that the ball must be set on for any call against the defending team-the team that is defending the goal they are at. (Exp. hands, fouls, etc.)
Sorry! I really don't like this chappie, but it is needed for the story and so I just kinda forced it out. *Grins* Aren't you proud of me? Review guys and tell me what you think! Tell me what your favorite part is in the chappie! (That is if you like it at all *forces herself not to cry at the thought*) This is your Christmas Present so I HOPE you enjoyed it.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!