Nashville Nights

I knew today was going to be a long day when I wake up to my phone going ballistic. I ignored it for the first few times, until I got annoyed by hearing a South Park monologue. I had to squint at the bright screen, considering I was in a dark room. I saw messages from members of the Nashville Predators, my new 'coworkers.' How did they get my number?
Kay: Please come to the Arena soon. Help.
Shea: Practice is cancelled, due to a Predator on the loose. Come here soon.
Pekka: The team needs your help, Shannon or Tris or whoever you are. Something weird is happening here.
I read through these messages, when another message from the team trainer, my sister, Kristina, came through:
Kitty!!!!: Poughskeepie at Bridgestone. Also, I was the person who gave your number out. You're welcome.
I saw the code word that meant that I should stop whatever I was doing and go help. I transformed into a black shirt with black pants, with a pair of black combat boots. No, I wasn't going goth, I wanted to be Dauntless, because I had no clue what I was facing.
I went into my car, which was a Mercury car similar to Dean's Impala. It even had the secret weapons area. I then drove to the home of the Nashville Predators, Bridgestone Arena.
Once I arrived at Bridgestone Arena a half hour later, I parked next to Kay's huge truck. My car was dwarfed by his car, which was quite funny to me. Instead of really taking the picture I wanted, I decided to run inside to go find my sister.
I ran to the site of the chaos, the home locker room. I saw players that were talking with each other in so many different languages, and if they weren't doing that, then they were calling their families to tell them about the events of the day. I didn't see my sister or my friend, Kay, anywhere in the room.
I went to the next potential area where my sister would be: the trainer's room.
I walk into that room and see her treating one of the players. I decided to scare her, so I walked up to her and said, "What's up pitch?"
She turned around and saw it was me, "About damn time you show up. I was just treating your boy toy here." She then moved so that I could see Kay.
I hid the gasp that really wanted to come out, and said, "What happened to you, Kay?"
He responded, the pain seeping through his voice, "I was attacked by something resembling a saber tooth tiger, a Predator. I was just walking to my car, and then that..thing came and attacked me. Your sister was just trying to treat my minor injuries."
"A saber tooth tiger?" I managed to stumble out.
Yep, today was going to be one of those days where Lady Luck just hates my guts.

Notes

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