Perils

Evelyna’s POV

Sidney unfolded his arms and stepped forward. Instantly Christina and I took the offensive and stepped in front of Nathan and Val. I narrowed my eyes at him and scowled like a dog protecting his owner. Christina just narrowed her eyes.

“Sidney Fucking Crosby, what a surprise to find you here already...where’s Jonny?”

“Jonny?” Sidney questioned. “Who’s that?”

“Jonathan Toews, my brother. The one you kidnapped!!”

“I didn’t kidnap Toews!” Sidney snapped. “Why would I want a Blackhawk?”

I spat on the ground and shook my head.

“You kidnapped Nathan and almost killed him in an avalanche in Colorado. Why should we believe your innocence all of a sudden?” Christina added on.

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I didn’t kidnap Toews or this Nathan!”

“You dirty asshole liar!” I snarled. “Don’t fucking play with me! You kidnapped sweet, adorable Nichy here, bound him to the train tracks, gagged him and then almost drove a train right into him! Piss off!” I wanted to kick him in the crotch so badly, as he was really pissing me off.

Sidney cocked his head and took another step closer.

“Don’t come any closer! You’re not going to hurt my baby Russian anymore, you monster!”

“What are you talking about?”

I couldn’t resist anymore, I had to give him a piece of my mind. He was really ticking me off to with his “ignorance.” I let go of Val’s hand and ran for him. He didn’t suspect it, as I wrapped my arm tightly around his neck, threatening to snap or break it. And I did want to. But first, I wanted answers.

“Whoa, lady, what are you doing?!”

“It’s Evelyna Toews and you know exactly what I am doing! You son of a bitch drop the charade and tell me why you’ve been fucking with Christina and I!”

Sidney grunted in distress, but he remained in his delusional phase. “Evelyna Toews? As in Jonathan Toews’ sister? Whoa, something’s going on here.”

“You’re damn right there is! I’m going to kill you! You killed Tyler Seguin!!” I screamed. “And then you tried to taunt Nichy with an image of me kissing the prick!” I squeezed my arm tighter around him.

Christina darted forward holding Nathan and Val’s hands in hers. “Eve, stop it! I don’t think he did it!”

“But he’s Sidney Crosby!” I insisted.

“Someone’s impersonating Sid!” my friend continued on. “There’s gotta be two Sids!”

“How? Why should I think that? This bastard almost succeeded in killing eight hockey players, including one who you love a lot!”

“Eve, let him go and let him talk. He’s going to suffocate!”

I reluctantly loosened my grip on him, but kept my guard up just in case. I looked at him and snapped, “Alright, Sid, talk.”

“Your friend is right. I can prove it to you that I’m not dangerous. I’ll own up to it, I may be an asshole sometimes on the ice, but I’d NEVER kidnap or hurt or kill anyone. I respect the game, the rules and the players.”

I unwrapped my arm from around his head and glared at him, but kept my guard up still just in case. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” he began, pulling his phone out and pulling up an image to show me. “this man has been impersonating me for some reason. His name is Sven Kramer. He’s a skater, but not in the hockey sense. Some call him my twin, as you can see why.”

I gasped and softened my glare. “So what are you doing here in Chicago at the UC?”

Christina nodded.

“Sven knocked me unconscious in my home in Pittsburgh. He told me that he was looking for revenge and he needed some very personal information.”

“So he could pull off his little “Sidney Crosby” charade, huh?”

“Yeah. Well, he clobbered me good. When I woke up, he was gone, as was my phone and I was sure he’d gotten a lot of stuff on me and about me that he could use. But, how I came here, is because he told me something about besting two Blackhawks...I was hoping to warn them or something! But I guess...I wasn’t fast enough...”

“Wait, wait, wait, if he took your phone…”

“This is Kunitz’s. I asked to borrow his...sorry I should have mentioned that.”

I rounded him. I still wasn’t sold on his “story.” I needed answers and I wanted my brother back. “Why is Sven impersonating you?”

“The hell I know? He just showed up and demanded things and then assaulted me in my house.”

I stomped my foot and growled. “That’s not good enough, Sid!”

“Eve!” Christina scolded.

The lights flickered over head, drawing our attention away, before I heard the terrified scream of my baby Russian. I spun around and noticed that he was gone. I heard snickering as well. I whirled back around. Sidney was still standing there. He had his hands up in a questioning pose.

“I didn’t take the Russian, I swear.”

I rolled my eyes. But he was right...maybe there were two “Sidney Crosbys”. “NICHY!! NICHY BABY, WHERE ARE YOU?!” I cried out.

I looked to Christina, who was looking around as well. Nathan was gone too. She was calling for him. What was going on? We turned back to Sidney, who was pointing across the lobby to the shadows on the other side.

Suddenly, the shadows weren’t shadows anymore, but bathed in light. And all I knew at that point in time was that there WERE two Sidney Crosbys. And that the real one was standing with us.

Notes

Okay...there we go...now I can say it!
THERE'S TWO SIDNEY CROSBYS!!!!????
Oh nooooossssss where's Nichy and Kinny????
"I didn't take the Russian" - haha good one Sid!
5 chapters left!! :O
I can finally do this too...
Here is Sven Kramer and Sidney Crosby together:


Say hi to Evil Sid and Sid everyone! :)


Next up: Sven and the Truth is Revealed!!