His Suspicion

Coach Fredrickson noted few points on his notepad, and rested his pen back on his ear. He shouted "Call him in!"

A trainer signalled the referee and selected their next line up. "Subs"

A spectating robot referee raised a neon board above his head, which was soon displayed on the giant holographic screens floating in the air.

His armour and the other's turned to fluorescent yellow and soon swapped them with another. He shouted "Are you f*** kidding me?"

A boy with ravenous hair switched to his place. The Hellhound crest on his armour glowed blood red. He flung his arm, sending a wave of fire and clashed against a similar attack of fire. 

"Why did you sub me out?" He growled, facing the Coach.

"Keep quiet Osborne!" Coach sent him a glare, keeping him in line.

Osborne gnawed his teeth. He turned to the row of benches and snared, "You! Get out!" he shoved his teammate out of the seat and took it for himself.<