Perils
Where is Valeri Nichushkin??
Evelyna’s POV
With that last comment, Tyler Seguin was indeed dead. I crawled back from him and looked around, tears glazing my eyes. Why was I feeling like this? I didn’t like Tyler, I liked Val!! Where was that Pittsburgh Penguin? I wanted to strangle him! He had meant to do this! He knew we’d cut things close again and be successful. He was testing me and I was beginning to lose a little bit of hope.
He knew that I didn’t really care about Tyler...but somehow still did! He could read me better than my own self. And that thought scared me alot. If he knew me more than I thought, that wasn’t good. I feared for what was going to happen next. I feared that he could actually win. Maybe he wanted us to save the others, but have Tyler killed to teach us some cruel joke?
I felt like this was now his game and he was controlling us. We’d gotten lucky with everyone else, including Nathan MacKinnon, who had Christina draped all over him, lovingly. Christina was protecting her man, just in case Sidney had missed and actually planned to hit Nathan. But I knew that wasn’t the case.
Tyler had been the target.
I heard a thunderous whirring noise like the gears in the clock tower were starting up and saw Jonathan launch backward. My feet landed on the ground and I whipped around to see that the metal clamps that had entrapped Tyler’s wrists and ankles were gone.
“What the hell was that?” Nathan asked.
“It’s Sidney,” I growled. “That bastard planned this! And I’m sure he saw the kiss! Dammit, now that’s going to be used as blackmail too. Дерьмо! (Shit!)”
Jonathan looked at me with sympathy. Whatever I had done to Sidney Crosby, it was pretty bad and it was enough to have the Penguin get some serious wicked revenge on me!? But I still had no recollection of it and it was driving me insane, so much so that I couldn’t think straight.
“We’ll get him, Eve,” he exclaimed. “He has NO right to do this to you!”
I looked at the limp, lifeless body behind Jonathan. We should at least get him out of here and let Jamie and the Stars know. They deserved to know.
“Come on, let’s get him out of here and let Jamie know.”
“He’s not going to like this…” Jonathan stated, grimly, as he jumped off the table now. “In fact, I need to call someone!”
“Okay, but stay here.”
“Just...don’t get the wrong idea with this,” my brother said, as he took his phone out and dialed a number on the device. He stuck it to his ear and then broke out in tears, “DON’T LEAVE ME KANER!!!!”
Oh my--goodness..what the--?
“What the hell was that for, Jonny?” I heard Patrick scream on the other end.
“Tyler’s dead and we have to tell Jamie. I just don’t want that to be you and me receiving the news about your unfortunate death.” He said it rather dramatically.
And that started an argument between them.
“Who says that it’ll be me who is the one killed?”
“Oh please, Kaner, you’re one lab accident away from being a key target of millions of people! Heck, I was on the internet the other day and I saw all the haters hating on you and your “grand” talent!”
“Shut up, Jonny.”
“You shut up, Kaner!”
I snatched the phone from my brother, “Kanerboo, you little princess, Jonny loves you very much and wants you to rest up and get well with Sharpy! Good bye!” I hung up and passed it back to Jonathan, who stood with his mouth agape.
“Don’t even Jonny-- help me with Tyler and stop playing up the bromance you two have!”
I turned around and started to move Tyler’s arms down to his sides. I honestly wasn’t in the mood to deal with Jonathan and his “Patrick Kane Drama Moments.” After I placed Tyler’s arms down to his sides, I grabbed him under the arms and attempted to drag him off of the table. Jonathan eventually got over himself and helped me out.
Together we carried Tyler back to the elevator and headed down to the car. Christina and Nathan followed us. My friend was being extremely protective and she was on her guard as they walked back. But we had no troubles. Chances were that Sidney had left and was moving onto the next scene… and unfortunately that meant it was...
Valeri Nichushkin.
“Нам нужно найти Валерий Ничушкин! (We need to find Valeri Nichushkin!)” I exclaimed in Russian. I hoped that all of my Russian lessons via Google Translate would come in handy, so I could successfully communicate with my man!
It was finally time! Time for me to meet my long time crush and the Russian-born sweetheart of the Dallas Stars! I wasn’t going to let Val join his linemate! Val would be rescued and not killed!! I would save my baby Russian love!
Christina’s POV
I heard the terrifying shriek from Tyler, as he screamed in total pain. I instantly snapped my head down to see what was going on. I saw that he was bleeding...a lot from his chest! That wasn’t a good sign. At all.
I watched as Evelyna and Jonathan immediately snapped into action. I gasped, throwing my hands over my mouth and Nathan turned to comfort me. He was the best! I nuzzled my head into his shoulder, as I watched the two urgently moving about in horror, yet not emotional torment, trying to stop the bleeding and save the Dallas Star.
“I’m so glad you weren’t shot and killed like this, Nathan. I don’t think I’d be able to handle it.”
Nathan murmured his approval and hugged me close. But after a little bit, my friend and her brother drew back and I saw Tyler lifeless on the table. I wasn’t quite sure how to handle this...how was I suppose to react? Tyler wasn’t Nathan and I didn’t exactly care much for the Star...but I couldn’t deny his talents.
I also couldn’t deny that he was a human being and innocent.
Evelyna turned to look at me and she seemed more shocked and stunned than I would have expected. I wasn’t quite sure it was true, but she looked like she…cared! I knew she didn’t love or care much for the ladies’ man either, but...she looked like...she cared!
I wasn’t entirely sure what was running through her mind and I knew that she had kissed Tyler to revive him. Maybe there was more to the kiss...or maybe she was struggling with something deeper. Maybe she DID love Tyler after all?!
I heard a thunderous whirring noise like the gears in the clock tower were starting up and saw Jonathan launch backward. Evelyna’s feet landed on the ground and I saw her whip around to see that the metal clamps that had entrapped Tyler’s wrists and ankles were gone.
“What the hell was that?” Nathan asked.
I still didn’t like him cussing. We’d have to discuss that little fact later, but Evelyna cussed, so then again, maybe it wasn’t as big of a deal.
“It’s Sidney,” my red haired friend growled. “That bastard planned this! And I’m sure he saw the kiss! Dammit, now that’s going to be used as blackmail too. Дерьмо! (Shit!)”
Oh yeah, she HAD kissed Tyler?! I felt bad for her, if Sidney had really captured the moment and was going to use it as a kind of blackmail. That was cruel and unjust. But what had she meant by “too”...did Sidney have something else?
Jonathan looked at his sister with sympathy. Whatever she had done to Sidney Crosby, it was pretty bad and it was enough to have the Penguin get some serious wicked revenge on her!? But she still had no recollection of it and it was driving her insane, so much so that she couldn’t think straight. It was the exact same feeling I was experiencing!
“We’ll get him, Eve,” he exclaimed. “He has NO right to do this to you!”
I looked at the limp, lifeless body behind Jonathan. I figured that we should at least get him out of here and let Jamie and the Stars know; they deserved to know. It seemed like Evelyna was reading my mind. Man, if only we were sisters...we could actually pass as twins! Like Jonathan and Patrick.
“Come on, let’s get him out of here and let Jamie know,” she told her brother.
“He’s not going to like this…” Jonathan stated, grimly, as he jumped off the table. “In fact, I need to call someone!”
“Okay, but stay here. I don’t want to have to save your ass from Sidney again.”
“Just...don’t get the wrong idea with this,” the Captain of the Blackhawks said, as he took his phone out and dialed a number on the device. He pressed it to his ear and then broke out in tears (which I wasn’t sure whether they were actually real or fake), “DON’T LEAVE ME KANER!!!!”
Oh my--goodness..what the--? I wasn’t quite sure what to say and I saw Evelyna reacting the same way. She kept glancing at Tyler’s body though.
“What the hell was that for, Jonny?” I heard Patrick scream on the other end.
“Tyler’s dead and we have to tell Jamie. I just don’t want that to be you and me receiving the news about your unfortunate death.” He said it rather dramatically, like he drew his hand up and placed it on his heart. (Again I wasn’t sure it this motion was real or fake either. He was a pretty swell actor.)
And that started an argument between them.
“Who says that it’ll be me who is the one killed?”
“Oh please, Kaner, you’re one lab accident away from being a key target of millions of people! Heck, I was on the internet the other day and I saw all the haters hating on you and your ‘grand’ talent!”
“Shut up, Jonny.”
“You shut up, Kaner!”
Evelyna snatched the phone from her brother, “Kanerboo, you little princess, Jonny loves you very much and wants you to rest up and get well with Sharpy! Good bye!” She hung up and passed it back to Jonathan, who stood with his mouth agape, gawking at her.
“Don’t even Jonny-- help me with Tyler and stop playing up the bromance you two have!” She then turned around and started to move Tyler’s arms down to his sides. She honestly seemed like she wasn’t in the mood to deal with Jonathan and his “Patrick Kane Drama Moments.” After she placed Tyler’s arms down to his sides, she grabbed him under the arms and attempted to drag him off of the table.
Jonathan eventually got over himself and helped her out.
Together they carried Tyler back to the elevator and headed down to the car. Nathan and I followed them. I was being extremely protective and was on my guard as we walked back. If Sidney was still there, I wasn’t going to let him have Nathan -- I was ready to attack him. But we had no troubles; chances were that Sidney had left and was moving onto the next scene… and unfortunately that meant it was...
Valeri Nichushkin.
(Poor Evelyna...)
With that last comment, Tyler Seguin was indeed dead. I crawled back from him and looked around, tears glazing my eyes. Why was I feeling like this? I didn’t like Tyler, I liked Val!! Where was that Pittsburgh Penguin? I wanted to strangle him! He had meant to do this! He knew we’d cut things close again and be successful. He was testing me and I was beginning to lose a little bit of hope.
He knew that I didn’t really care about Tyler...but somehow still did! He could read me better than my own self. And that thought scared me alot. If he knew me more than I thought, that wasn’t good. I feared for what was going to happen next. I feared that he could actually win. Maybe he wanted us to save the others, but have Tyler killed to teach us some cruel joke?
I felt like this was now his game and he was controlling us. We’d gotten lucky with everyone else, including Nathan MacKinnon, who had Christina draped all over him, lovingly. Christina was protecting her man, just in case Sidney had missed and actually planned to hit Nathan. But I knew that wasn’t the case.
Tyler had been the target.
I heard a thunderous whirring noise like the gears in the clock tower were starting up and saw Jonathan launch backward. My feet landed on the ground and I whipped around to see that the metal clamps that had entrapped Tyler’s wrists and ankles were gone.
“What the hell was that?” Nathan asked.
“It’s Sidney,” I growled. “That bastard planned this! And I’m sure he saw the kiss! Dammit, now that’s going to be used as blackmail too. Дерьмо! (Shit!)”
Jonathan looked at me with sympathy. Whatever I had done to Sidney Crosby, it was pretty bad and it was enough to have the Penguin get some serious wicked revenge on me!? But I still had no recollection of it and it was driving me insane, so much so that I couldn’t think straight.
“We’ll get him, Eve,” he exclaimed. “He has NO right to do this to you!”
I looked at the limp, lifeless body behind Jonathan. We should at least get him out of here and let Jamie and the Stars know. They deserved to know.
“Come on, let’s get him out of here and let Jamie know.”
“He’s not going to like this…” Jonathan stated, grimly, as he jumped off the table now. “In fact, I need to call someone!”
“Okay, but stay here.”
“Just...don’t get the wrong idea with this,” my brother said, as he took his phone out and dialed a number on the device. He stuck it to his ear and then broke out in tears, “DON’T LEAVE ME KANER!!!!”
Oh my--goodness..what the--?
“What the hell was that for, Jonny?” I heard Patrick scream on the other end.
“Tyler’s dead and we have to tell Jamie. I just don’t want that to be you and me receiving the news about your unfortunate death.” He said it rather dramatically.
And that started an argument between them.
“Who says that it’ll be me who is the one killed?”
“Oh please, Kaner, you’re one lab accident away from being a key target of millions of people! Heck, I was on the internet the other day and I saw all the haters hating on you and your “grand” talent!”
“Shut up, Jonny.”
“You shut up, Kaner!”
I snatched the phone from my brother, “Kanerboo, you little princess, Jonny loves you very much and wants you to rest up and get well with Sharpy! Good bye!” I hung up and passed it back to Jonathan, who stood with his mouth agape.
“Don’t even Jonny-- help me with Tyler and stop playing up the bromance you two have!”
I turned around and started to move Tyler’s arms down to his sides. I honestly wasn’t in the mood to deal with Jonathan and his “Patrick Kane Drama Moments.” After I placed Tyler’s arms down to his sides, I grabbed him under the arms and attempted to drag him off of the table. Jonathan eventually got over himself and helped me out.
Together we carried Tyler back to the elevator and headed down to the car. Christina and Nathan followed us. My friend was being extremely protective and she was on her guard as they walked back. But we had no troubles. Chances were that Sidney had left and was moving onto the next scene… and unfortunately that meant it was...
Valeri Nichushkin.
“Нам нужно найти Валерий Ничушкин! (We need to find Valeri Nichushkin!)” I exclaimed in Russian. I hoped that all of my Russian lessons via Google Translate would come in handy, so I could successfully communicate with my man!
It was finally time! Time for me to meet my long time crush and the Russian-born sweetheart of the Dallas Stars! I wasn’t going to let Val join his linemate! Val would be rescued and not killed!! I would save my baby Russian love!
Christina’s POV
I heard the terrifying shriek from Tyler, as he screamed in total pain. I instantly snapped my head down to see what was going on. I saw that he was bleeding...a lot from his chest! That wasn’t a good sign. At all.
I watched as Evelyna and Jonathan immediately snapped into action. I gasped, throwing my hands over my mouth and Nathan turned to comfort me. He was the best! I nuzzled my head into his shoulder, as I watched the two urgently moving about in horror, yet not emotional torment, trying to stop the bleeding and save the Dallas Star.
“I’m so glad you weren’t shot and killed like this, Nathan. I don’t think I’d be able to handle it.”
Nathan murmured his approval and hugged me close. But after a little bit, my friend and her brother drew back and I saw Tyler lifeless on the table. I wasn’t quite sure how to handle this...how was I suppose to react? Tyler wasn’t Nathan and I didn’t exactly care much for the Star...but I couldn’t deny his talents.
I also couldn’t deny that he was a human being and innocent.
Evelyna turned to look at me and she seemed more shocked and stunned than I would have expected. I wasn’t quite sure it was true, but she looked like she…cared! I knew she didn’t love or care much for the ladies’ man either, but...she looked like...she cared!
I wasn’t entirely sure what was running through her mind and I knew that she had kissed Tyler to revive him. Maybe there was more to the kiss...or maybe she was struggling with something deeper. Maybe she DID love Tyler after all?!
I heard a thunderous whirring noise like the gears in the clock tower were starting up and saw Jonathan launch backward. Evelyna’s feet landed on the ground and I saw her whip around to see that the metal clamps that had entrapped Tyler’s wrists and ankles were gone.
“What the hell was that?” Nathan asked.
I still didn’t like him cussing. We’d have to discuss that little fact later, but Evelyna cussed, so then again, maybe it wasn’t as big of a deal.
“It’s Sidney,” my red haired friend growled. “That bastard planned this! And I’m sure he saw the kiss! Dammit, now that’s going to be used as blackmail too. Дерьмо! (Shit!)”
Oh yeah, she HAD kissed Tyler?! I felt bad for her, if Sidney had really captured the moment and was going to use it as a kind of blackmail. That was cruel and unjust. But what had she meant by “too”...did Sidney have something else?
Jonathan looked at his sister with sympathy. Whatever she had done to Sidney Crosby, it was pretty bad and it was enough to have the Penguin get some serious wicked revenge on her!? But she still had no recollection of it and it was driving her insane, so much so that she couldn’t think straight. It was the exact same feeling I was experiencing!
“We’ll get him, Eve,” he exclaimed. “He has NO right to do this to you!”
I looked at the limp, lifeless body behind Jonathan. I figured that we should at least get him out of here and let Jamie and the Stars know; they deserved to know. It seemed like Evelyna was reading my mind. Man, if only we were sisters...we could actually pass as twins! Like Jonathan and Patrick.
“Come on, let’s get him out of here and let Jamie know,” she told her brother.
“He’s not going to like this…” Jonathan stated, grimly, as he jumped off the table. “In fact, I need to call someone!”
“Okay, but stay here. I don’t want to have to save your ass from Sidney again.”
“Just...don’t get the wrong idea with this,” the Captain of the Blackhawks said, as he took his phone out and dialed a number on the device. He pressed it to his ear and then broke out in tears (which I wasn’t sure whether they were actually real or fake), “DON’T LEAVE ME KANER!!!!”
Oh my--goodness..what the--? I wasn’t quite sure what to say and I saw Evelyna reacting the same way. She kept glancing at Tyler’s body though.
“What the hell was that for, Jonny?” I heard Patrick scream on the other end.
“Tyler’s dead and we have to tell Jamie. I just don’t want that to be you and me receiving the news about your unfortunate death.” He said it rather dramatically, like he drew his hand up and placed it on his heart. (Again I wasn’t sure it this motion was real or fake either. He was a pretty swell actor.)
And that started an argument between them.
“Who says that it’ll be me who is the one killed?”
“Oh please, Kaner, you’re one lab accident away from being a key target of millions of people! Heck, I was on the internet the other day and I saw all the haters hating on you and your ‘grand’ talent!”
“Shut up, Jonny.”
“You shut up, Kaner!”
Evelyna snatched the phone from her brother, “Kanerboo, you little princess, Jonny loves you very much and wants you to rest up and get well with Sharpy! Good bye!” She hung up and passed it back to Jonathan, who stood with his mouth agape, gawking at her.
“Don’t even Jonny-- help me with Tyler and stop playing up the bromance you two have!” She then turned around and started to move Tyler’s arms down to his sides. She honestly seemed like she wasn’t in the mood to deal with Jonathan and his “Patrick Kane Drama Moments.” After she placed Tyler’s arms down to his sides, she grabbed him under the arms and attempted to drag him off of the table.
Jonathan eventually got over himself and helped her out.
Together they carried Tyler back to the elevator and headed down to the car. Nathan and I followed them. I was being extremely protective and was on my guard as we walked back. If Sidney was still there, I wasn’t going to let him have Nathan -- I was ready to attack him. But we had no troubles; chances were that Sidney had left and was moving onto the next scene… and unfortunately that meant it was...
Valeri Nichushkin.
(Poor Evelyna...)
Notes
Uh...still trying to get that awful taste of Tyler out of my mouth...ewwww. Gosh man, that's a mental scar.
But...oh no, it's coming...I mean, yes, I get to save Nichy finally...but the content in which Nichy will be rescue...poor Russian.
Sorry about Sergei, buddy...all of Dallas is mourning him. (Not like he retired or died or anything...) HE'S A HAB!!!! :((((((((((((((( Fuck you Therrien! You'll never have Valeri Nichushkin! NEVER!!
Next up: Valeri's Peril and Rescue and Adorableness!! :D (Jonny and Val, two players I wouldn't mind having a superhero career for! I'd save 'em anyway, any day!)
“That man seriously needs to lay off the booze. There’s nothing quite like drunken Kanerboo dialing you in the middle of night to tell you how much he loves your brother.” - Heehee! I LOVE THIS LINE!! It's sooooo true :PPPP
12/28/14