Hi everyone, yes I KNOW that the Re-Birth of the FFI was written by YellowOspreyJaguar however... I AM YOJ! I just lost my password and my email got destroyed so I have been unable to get onto FanFiction and well I kinda got sick of it so here I am re-writin The Re-Birth of the FFI again, this time I'll probably be writing more and maybe new things will happen so PLEASE re-support the story once again like you did once before, its going to be better and the plot will finally be finished!

The Re-Birth of the FFI

Originally posted by: YellowOspreyJaguar

Written by: Sentic1 (Is YOJ btw)

Chapter 1: A Decision

It was the talk of the town, anybody who was anybody knew what was going on, knew the events that were coming up next year. It was the first time that the rumours that had been spreading across the world were finally revealed as the truth, non-believers quickly covered they're tracks saying that they knew it was true all along and those that had hoped and prayed it were true were becoming more and more excited with anticipation as they waited. It was official. The Football Federation International tournament that decided the world under sixteen football champions were.

Last year it was Japan that triumphed with their national team Inazuma Japan, beating Little Gigante in the finals and coming out at the top. They're captain, Mark Evans lead his team to victory and defeated his own grandfather's team in the finals.

The stage was set for the second year and now the teams were being picked. This year new players were about to take on the challenge as well as the old. Darius Jackson was just one of many teenagers to get the news that he was picked to play on the world stage. But he didn't just receive one invite, no he had received two. One from England, the country that he lived in with his brother and his father... and one from the champion team; Japan which was his home country, the place where he'd not only been born in but where his mother had looked after him when he was just a child.

Now the decision for him was to pick Japan or England. To some it would be simple, to join the champion team and win the competition... however the only problem was, was that he was a goalkeeper and if he were to pick Japan then he'd be the reserved... reserve for a goalkeeper as Inazuma Japan had two amazing and world class goalkeepers in the forms of Mark Evans and Darren LaChance that had helped Japan to the top in the previous year. Now you'd think that Darius would chose England then and try to become the number one keeper, it would be less harder.

But he didn't.

No matter how much he tried to convince himself that England was the logical choice he would hesitate and think of his late mother, he'd think of her and his time in Japan. And with that in mind he thought that even if he didn't make the team this year, if he didn't get to go to the finals and compete he could still go back home for a short time and revel in the nostalgia of his old life there.

Mark Evans almost screamed as he looked at his calendar, it was still two days before the try-outs for Inazuma Japan and he couldn't wait, he was itching to play at the world stage again and play against his friends across the world. Edgar... Paolo... Tores... Hellio... Everyone. He missed playing against them, although he'd played with each of them very briefly he couldn't wait to meet them on the pitch again and fight for the title of being world champions yet again.

He stared at the calendar, waiting for the time to suddenly fast forward by two days when his phone started vibrating in his tracksuit pocket and distracted him from focusing on the time. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small blue phone. He looked at the caller ID before he answered.

"Axel!" Mark shouted, excited that he was talking to his best friend once more. Although he'd seen Axel only a day or two previous to the call he couldn't help but get excited whenever he saw or even spoke to him, Axel after all was a truly amazing player that was always pushing Mark's talent constantly. They were the best of teammates but that didn't stop them being rivals.

Axel laughed into the phone. "You know Mark," he said after his laughter subsided. "I'm surprised you're not practicing."

"Huh?" Mark asked confused, how did Axel not know he was practising?

"Well, you're either at the River bank or at the tower and I know you're not at both." Axel replied

Mark laughed. "Well I was about to head out..."

"Good, I'm waiting outside." Axel interrupted him and before Mark could reply he hung up with a 'click'.

Mark jumped off his bed, grabbed his gloves off his desk and picked his ball up off the floor before he tore off his bedroom door and ran, almost falling, down the stairs and not stopping until he was out the front door and in front of Axel.

Axel stood outside in his football kit, a yellow shirt with blue stripes from the shoulder to the elbow. Above his heart was a lightning bolt in front of dark storm clouds that was the emblem for Raimon High. His shorts were blue however and on each side was a yellow stripe.

Mark wore a similar uniform, the only difference was the colours. Instead of blue and yellow Mark wore green and orange. They both attended the same high school, along with a few others of their friends.

The two soon arrived at the River Bank, talking to each other about football and the Riamon High team and the amazing team mates and opponents that they'd been facing over the past year that they had been at the high school. Jude stood waiting patiently on the footpath that ran alongside the football pitch in his very own Royal uniform as well as a few other people he didn't expect to see.

Darren, Shawn, Jordan, Xavier, Scotty, and Thor were just a few names that Mark had shouted upon seeing the group that had gathered at the pitch. His eyes grew larger and larger with excitement with each face that he saw. A few chuckled at the overly excited goalkeeper that rushed around greeting every one of his friends.

"It truly has been a long time Mark," Shawn said. "A lot has changed since we last saw each other at graduation."

"I'm just glad we get to see each other!" Jordan shouted excitedly. "It's been ages since I've seen you all!"

"And that includes me." Xavier laughed as he patted the green haired boy's shoulder. Jordan opened his mouth to say something but shut it as soon as he realised the red haired boy was just joking around with him.

"Axel!" Austin shouted, kicking a football at Axel with an almighty force. The ball whizzed past Axel's head, barely missing him and hit the steep slope that was behind him and bounced off. Axel looked at Austin sharply. "Fancy competing for who's the better striker now?"

Axel narrowed his eyes. "You're on!"

"Yeah! Let's have a game!" Mark shouted happily.

The two teams were quickly settled and the game was on.

Axel passed to Shawn as the game got underway and Mark's team began heading up towards the goal. Shawn was almost immediately cut off as Jude blocked his path, the two danced as they fought for possession until Jude finally managed to get the ball and head into the opponents territory. He too was blocked off quickly as he danced the dance again but this time with Nathan.

The game continued like this until Axel finally managed to break through the defence and he raced towards the goal. Darren readied himself, his hands ready to catch the ball. Axel brought his hand to his shoulder before swiftly summoning his element fire, he spun in the air as he slowly rose, a twist of fire following him before he kicked the ball with an almighty kick and shouted "Fireball Screw!"

Darren took in a deep breath and brought his arms up to his head before letting them down again and releasing a purple demon. "Fiend Hand!" He shouted as he caught the ball.

He kicked the ball deep into midfield and the game continued, both teams continuing to fight for dominance over the ball.

Austin had the next chance to score as he raced towards Mark. Just as he was about to shoot the ball was stolen from him by Scotty.

The game was almost over when Austin shot past the defence for the second time, this time making sure to know exactly where Scotty was and lucky for him it was on the other side of the pitch. He dragged his foot back in the dirt before he kicked the ball up into the air. He jumped up after it kicked the ball with all his might, willing his new hissatsu that he'd been working on would work as he released it.

He smiled as the shot headed towards the goal and watched excitedly as Mark prepared to stop it but his smile faded as the shot suddenly went in the wrong direction. Mark followed the path that the flying ball was heading in.

"Hey! Watch out!" Mark shouted. The ball was heading straight towards someone who was walking on the path above the pitch.

The boy turned and took a step back as he watched the ball heading towards him. Out of nowhere another boy stood in front of the younger one. Austin watched in horror as smoke shielded the two from view as soon as the ball appeared to strike them. Austin gasped and began to run towards the smoke along with the rest of his friends.

The smoke soon cleared, the ball was on the ground as the boy that had appeared out of nowhere was bent down and checking on the younger boy.

"Are you – are you ok?" Austin said breathlessly once he'd reached them.

"Just fine," The older one said. "He's just a little shocked, is all."

Austin breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've got quite a bit of power behind that foot of yours." The older one began but then laughed at his comment, Austin looked at him a bit confused. "But then again... I'd expect no less from a member of Inazuma Japan." Austin smiled.

"You recognise me?" Austin asked.

"Of course, Austin Hobbes."

"And you are...?" Austin asked.

"Ah, my names Darius."

Mark reached them at this point. "Did you stop that shot? Was it you that caused that smoke?" He said as quickly as he could and without even taking a breath in-between questions.

Darius rubbed his neck nervously. "Well... yes."

"You play football?"

"Yes."

"Want to join us?"

"Sure."