They planning on doing what(20).

{Team Z-Team W}

{2-0}

I got back into position before i noticed something weird,one of their players was staring at me in a weird way,it seemed like his eyes were glue onto me and i just though of it as he was the one that was going to guard me and nothing else.

"Lets go, Big bro,we can still win if the two of us break them down"The one with the less fury eyebrow said.

The one with the eye brow that looked like an alligator just had an annoyed look on his face showing that he was obviously annoyed.

"Hey big bro stop looking at our teammate with those eyes,everyone can tell what you thinking"The less fury eyebrow said looking at his brother to which the older one just looked annoyed and pissed at the same time.

'Do they honestly think they can win'I though to myself as kick off started and the two twins with a face only a mother could love decided to pass the ball around.

This time around it seemed like they wanted me to take the ball as if it was bait, I caught on to it very quickly and did not blindly rushed toward the ball.

I notice that one player from earlier still looking at me,more specifically at my feet, it seem like he wanted to do something and as soon as that 2 pieces clicked together in my mind, I immediately knew what they were planning.

'Those inbreds are planning on injuring me' Was the thought that passed through my mind as I put 2 and 2 together.

Unlucky for them, I have great sight and can see pass that, I acted feigned ignorance as to their plan and started running toward them before they 'slipped up' and I intercepted the ball.

As soon as my left foot make contact with the ball, the player that was observing rushed toward me and immediately tried tackling me and not the ball.

I had time to lob the ball over him before his cleat could touch my skin, I jumped above him and accidentally landed on his hands, considering the fact that I was wearing some pretty pointy cleats, let's just say that was painful.

A voice came out of the speaker saying that this was a foul and that I had received a yellow card for what I did and that the only reason that I did not just straight up get a red card is because it was an accident.

"It won't happen again Anrie,"I let out looking at the speaker as I could recognize that female voice pretty easily considering she was the only woman in this whole building.

This building is just a big old sausage party with dude comparing their sausage to each other,to see which one bigger and the biggest sausage win.(A/N I dare to try anything to contradict this)

"For your sake let's hope it doesn't," The female voice from the speaker said, I passed my hand through my hair for a bit before I walked toward the dude that was bleeding a bit and gave him a hand saying" Let me help you up"

He seem a bit shocked but he accepted my hands after a bit, as I pulled close I whisper something in his ears" Try that shit again and next time your hands won't be the only thing bleeding"

He seem a bit taken aback at what I said but from the way I was looking at him with those craze eyes, he could tell that I was not lying.

I could visibly see that he was willing his own saliva and with a soft smile on my face, I patted his back.I then went back to my position as this foul was made on their side of the field not mine.

Their was no danger from it but then the figure of a man running toward our goal area as the whistle was blow and the person kicking the ball made sure to kick it, high in the air adding a lot of spin into the ball.

I did not run toward the dude without the ball as I could tell, I would not reach him in time as I am not that fast, I instead decided to take a shorter route toward him where I would cut him off.

I was literally running in his blind spot meaning he hadn't found me yet and for every player that I had passed while running, I made sure to use their body to boost my speed.

The player made a pass to the older deformed inbred and as he trapped the ball and was about to shot it.

I was already behind him and with a small shoulder push, I mess up his center of gravity heavily, his shooting ability died right there as he could not use either his dominant leg or his weaker leg as I was there.

He still manage to drag his week leg and shot the ball with all he had left but unfortunately for him, the ball hit my leg as it was in the way.

The ball flew out of the field and landed behind the white line which meant this was a corner kick for them.