Bruce third person POV
Bruce watch the boys talk. He saw the new boys nervousness and the other boys shifting uncomfortably when the conversation had ended. Even though he couldn't hear them he could feel the awkward pause that seemed to follow the conversation. Then it was gone as he saw the new boy join the others.
The game got more intense then. Now that the teams were even. The new boy was good. Bruce was not the only one watching now as a crowd started forming around the make shift field. The new boy faced the felid as if it was a battle field. He had built his strategy. Like a war general. Kicking the ball mostly to his team mates. As if he didn't want the glory of scoring. He usually took the ball when no one else was open and always seemed to know where it should go. His teammates followed him full heartily like nothing he could do or say would change the faith they put into him. Bruce could tell he was loyal individual a leader type of person. One Who put others in front of himself.
Looking down at his watch he knew that he would need to head back soon. Back to physicals and crying babies. He wished he was like the boys playing soccer not a care in the world. He watch a the new boy scored a goal doing a bicycle kick like you see only professionals do the crowded cheered. His friends ran up to him and patted his back. The boy seemed to care less to the praise.
It was then that Bruce realized the boy was in pain. The boy clutched his right side. "Probably pulled something scoring that goal" Bruce muttered to himself as he got off the bench. He did not intently walk to the boy it was time for him head back to the clinic. It just happened to be that the fastest way back was going around the field. The boy left the field taking a break from the game and was now sitting on a bench not far from Bruce.
Percy POV
He hadn't had this munch fun in awhile. Dane's teams was losing and Percy's team was wining. Dane didn't even touch the ball. Jesse came up to Percy. "Hey, we have a crowd." He said. Percy smile and said " let's give them a show." So in the moment he really didn't think how bad an idea that was. The seer fun he seem to make forget the sore ribs and the crude stitches that threatened to open with every steep he took. Yet he saw children cheering him and he wanted to make them smile. So he ran toward the goal which was a tree and Victor's sweat shirt. Jesse pass him the ball. Percy kick the ball up, head bunting it so it was at the right hight. Then using his Demi-God reflexes he flipped and bicycle kicked it into the goal. As he landed he felt his stitches pop. "Wow, Percy I didn't know you could do that." Dane yelled from across the field. "That's amazing" Jesse added.
"Hey Percy you ok" Victor said looking at Percy who had his eyes closed. Percy toke a deep breath. " Yeah I think I might of pulled something I think I am going to sit down." All the boys looked at him with concern. Dane looked at Percy noticing how he was paling slightly. " hey, I could drive you home if you want  or call you a cab." Dane asked. " nah, I'm fine really I just haven't done that in a while. You guys keep playing I'm going to go sit down on that bench."  He said as he was already picking up his bag and lipping to bench not to far away.