At the sound of the whistle, both Kenny and Logan jumped to their limit, just to catch the ball that was just thrown into the air. Kenny, being slightly taller than Logan and having more power, caught the ball first. They both landed and Kenny pushed the ball forward fast. He bounced and ran with high flexibility and finesse, and he almost looked invincible. Logan quickly opened his chess domain and everything seemed like a chessboard to him. With this mode, he was able to calculate Kenny's moves quickly. He made a prediction and formulated a quick strategy. Logan quickly did a hand sign, and his teammates got the meaning immediately. After months of practicing, their teamwork was strong enough. And Logan, being the captain, made it even better, he was like the glue that joined his team together. Kenny was quickly double-teamed by Quincy and Collins immediately, following Logan's hand signs. Kenny smiled, as he was prepared for this, and he passed to Oliver, who was just running
Oliver bounced and faked a move to try to get past Jackson, who could barely hold on. ‘Things aren’t going well, I need help.’ Jackson yelped as he thought. Oliver, who had been smiling creepily since the transformation, rushed to Jackson with a speed so fast, Jackson had to back off, mistakenly tripping on his leg and falling. “Oh no.” Logan yelped. This wasn’t part of what he predicted, and Jackson falling could lead to some unforeseen consequences. Unfortunately, Logan wasn’t fast enough to calculate, and he wanted to avoid taking his chance with emotion-based decisions, as that could worsen matters. Quincy quickly left Kenny and went to handle Oliver.Kenny saw through this move and quickly moved to block Quincy's path. Quincy used speed to get past Kenny, and he was able to disrupt Oliver’s shot, by grazing the ball slightly with his finger. The ball hit the backboard and was on its way down. However, Kenny wasn’t done yet, and he went for the rebound. But… Collins wasn’t
Everyone on the court went to their positions, according to their formations. They tensed up and braced themselves for the game. Quincy entered the middle circle, as was the one to catch the jump-ball this time for his team. Logan was right behind him on his right, while Leo was on his left. Hayes was right behind Kenny, same with Oscar. These guys were like the attacking force of the team and they all braced themselves for the sound of the whistle. FWEEET! With the high pitched sound of the whistle resonating in the court, Quincy and Kenny jumped to catch the ball the was thrown into the air by the referee. Quincy out-jumped Kenny and caught the ball first. Kenny gnashes his teeth, as he didn't like it when Quincy overpowered him. They both landed and without wasting anytime, Quincy passed to Logan behind him, who in turn, redirected the ball to Leo without holding it. Leo caught the ball and gazed at Oscar. Oscar returned the deathly gaze as they both studied each other. Leo was
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Mr. Zack scolded Oscar at one side, away from the rest of the team, "Are you out of your mind?! You will risk exposing yourself." He said, furiously. Oscar wasn't having him complain and he wanted to explain. "Don't you think that guy also knows the same martial art technique we use? He's fast and agile and he can keep up with my speed. Something tells me he's even better." He argued. Mr. Zack pondered for a while before giving a reply. "Although I do suspect Leo, it doesn't mean you should take it too far. When I look at it, I don't think he's using the same technique as we are." He replied. Oscar opened his eyes widely as he was surprised. "Not the same technique?! How's that possible? I thought you said—" he wanted to question Mr. Zack but the latter interrupted him. "I know what I said, fool. It's extremely rare to find people in the world who seem to understand the true martial art techniques passed on for generations. Th
"Huh! Is he... crying!?" Oliver questioned. Kenny burst into laughter. "What a crybaby. It seems like he needs mommy to come to console him. Hahaha." He laughed out loud, and his teammates joined in. Leo heard this and he was enraged. His sense of logic was getting weaker and weaker. Logan began to feel some resistance like Leo wanted to break free. He knew that it was no longer safe to be here. "Get it together Leo," He consoled before yelling at his teammates. "Bring me Leo's jacket, and do it fast." He ordered. Tyler quickly took out Leo's black jacket from his bag and gave it to Logan without knowing why. Logan took it and used it to cover Leo's head like a hood. Mrs. Hale hurriedly walked to the scene. "What's going on with him?" She was about to touch Leo when Logan stopped her from getting closer. "Don't! I advise that you leave this to me. This isn't something you can handle." He said, trying to come up with an excuse. Mrs. Hale was a bit surprised and wasn't bu
Leo hurriedly crawled up to Logan and tried to see his wounds. “No. No. no. No, this isn’t good. What have I done?!” He cried frantically. Logan was gasping for breath and coughing heavily. “I’m… cough cough… fine, Leo… cough.” He said and tried to sit up, but he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and he groaned. “No, you’re not. You could be bleeding internally. I’ll go get help.” Leo said and was about to go when Logan held his leg tightly. Blood was seeping from the corner of Logan's mouth. “You do know… that if you step out that door, you could be declared a criminal,” Logan said with a smile. Tears trickled down Leo’s eyes and supported Logan with his arm, “Besides, Dr. Cartel should be on his way here.” he added. Leo was completely clueless, and he hated that he didn’t know how to help Logan. Logan groaned in pain again, “I do suspect that I’m bleeding internally.” he said. Leo began to shed tears. “Why? Why go this far for me?” He asked as he couldn’t understand why Loga
Inside Dr. Cartel's private lab, Logan was lying on the bed. Besides the bed was a drip being held up by a drip stand. The drip was connected to a sleeping Logan's hand. Leo sat on the chair next to Logan's bed and thought about all that happened. He clearly remembered himself beating Logan up, and he couldn't do anything about it. At this moment, Dr. Cartel entered the lab and sighed upon seeing Leo. He walked to him and put his hand on his shoulder. “Dr. Emily said that he's gonna be alright. He just broke a few ribs and some bruises. No long-lasting damages done.” he informed, hoping to cheer him up. However, Leo didn't respond. He wore a solemn look and tears fell from his eyes. “This is all my fault…” he claimed, “I shouldn't have gotten angry. I shouldn't have,” he said. Although the look on his face was like that of someone who was extremely angry, tears still trickled down his eyes. Dr. Cartel pursed his lips and sighed, before grabbing another chair and sitting beside
“Leo… what are you trying to do?” Molly inquired in a slightly shaky voice as Leo brought the knife closer to her, his upcoming action was making her feel scared. Molly was about to take a step back when Leo stopped her. “It's ok. I won't do any lasting damage. I only want to show you my plan.” He said, and he sat back on his chair. “Now give me your hand,” he asked. Molly was still scared and confused. “What are you trying to do?” she inquired once more as she forced herself to calm down. 'He won't do anything to hurt me'. She thought. Leo closed his eyes and calmly asked her to follow his order. Molly hesitated for a second before slowly offering him her hand. Leo grabbed her hand and used the sharp knife to give her a five-centimeter cut. The cut made Molly wince in pain, and she quickly drew back her hand with an unhappy expression. She was annoyed yet curious as to what her nephew had in mind. The latter dropped the knife, seeming to ignore Molly's rage. He simply closed h