Caitlyn Catowize's story Pt.7

[CrazyCaityCat 65]

So, things had been quiet. She had been enjoying herself, enjoying her team, enjoying being with her teammates. Of course it was only a matter of time before *they* came around asking for something. She got a call, it was just an anonymous voice on the other end of the line. She was to be the last person to leave practice tomorrow, and she was to leave the door open to the practice facility as she left. Then the other person hung up. She didn’t even have a chance to ask questions. Not that it mattered, she understood what was expected of her. She was to do as she was told or whatever fate was to befall her was going to be much, much worse than the alternative of what they were planning to do to the Reapers practice facility.

 

 As she went to practice the next day she was a nervous wreck. The team was undefeated, things were going great, what the hell were these bastards going to do to us now? She tried to keep focus during practice but judging by how often the coaches were yelling at her, she failed pretty spectacularly. This did on the other hand provide the excuse she needed when the practice needed for her to stay on the ice. When the coaches were getting ready to leave she assured them she’d lock up and they could go ahead, she needed the extra practice. A few of them shook their heads but they did leave as a group. As soon as she was sure she was the last person in the building Caitlyn left the ice, got changed, and left the building, making sure to leave the door very obviously open.

 

She waited in her car to see what was going to happen, it didn’t take long. Two men with a tool of some sort went into the open door about 5 minutes after she left the building. They were inside for a long time, Caitlyn thought it was about an hour, and then they came out again, with nothing in their hands except the tool that they came in with. Caitlyn was curious what they had been up to but when they looked in her direction and saluted she knew that they knew she’d been seen and had no way that she’d be able to check. They closed the facility and scurried off into the night. Caitlyn had no choice but to head home. What on earth had they been up to? What could they have done? They must have sabotaged something right? She thought herself a pretty clever girl, but she couldn’t quite figure out what their motive had been. Why sabotage the Reapers equipment, because that had to have been what they messed with.

 

Then it hit her all of a sudden and she felt stupid for not realizing it sooner. Gambling. An undefeated team going against an underdog? If all their equipment suddenly malfunctioned during the game then they’d be in real trouble trying to do much of anything in the game. What the hell was she going to do? Maybe she could warn the team? Surely the modifications the men had made wouldn’t have been obvious, but she could surely find them. But what if they had modified all the equipment, not just the stuff for tomorrow’s game? If she did that though and they did win the game and her mysterious blackmailers lost a ton of money that they’d bet against the Reapers would they blame her? Probably… so what the hell was she supposed to do? Caitlyn sat up sleepless that night, really unsure of what to do.

 

Part 8 Here: 

 

 

 

 

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Edited January 3, 2021 by CrazyCaityCat

[RomanesEuntDomus 442]

Haha that was a wild one to get into when you start at Part 7 and don't know the previous parts. But it was a really fun read and surprisingly easy to get into even without knowing the backstory, so good job on that! I didn't catch any glaring errors, formatting was good and for a personal player story, this was quite on-topic and actually league-related.

 

Review: 9/10