Resurrection and Revenge

Russell and Jamie stepped into the room behind him. They were all in shock. In front of them, Andrew Shaw, Brent Seabrook, Brandon Saad, Patrick Sharp, Ben Smith, Corey Crawford and Niklas Hjalmarsson sat, bound by tape. They were struggling to get free, but all of them halted in their struggle, as they saw the trio appear. Luckily they were all smart enough not to scream aloud of him. They kept their voices low, but were happy to see them.

“Whoa! That’s a lot of Blackhawks!” Russell gasped.

The Dallas Captain turned to the Blackhawk Captain. “I’ll grab Sid and the others, you and Russell should go find Patrick, I’m sure he’s not here. Avery and Crabtree must be tormenting him…”

“You’re right, Jamie. Take care and make sure to get everyone.”

Jamie nodded. He looked around the room, searchingly. His smile slowly faded. He didn’t see his teammate in the cluster. “Where’s Segs?”

It was Brandon Saad who spoke up. “Avery took him. We’re sorry Jamie...Tyler might be dead...”

Jamie’s eyes flew open. He opened his mouth ready to scream, but Russell caught him, slapping a hand over the Dallas leader’s mouth. Jamie wasn’t amused by it and he swatted the hand away. The football player for the Seattle Seahawks allowed him to.

“Careful Jamie, go get help - Sid - and Russell and I will go find Kaner and give you closure on Tyler, or we’ll save him,” Jonathan said. “But you have to go get the others and be here to help get everyone to safety.”

Jamie sighed after a few moments and nodded. “Alright. That’s fair. I hope that you find Tyler alive though. Dallas needs him.”

“I understand, Tyler to you is like what Peeksy is to me!” Jonathan patted the Dallas Star and then nodded to Russell and they both crept back out.

As they raced away, they could hear Jamie say, “I’ll be right back, boys. I promise.” Then they vanished around the corner and peered down to the end of the church, where the organ was. It was a magnificent structure, but they had to find two hockey players. They began to search around the Cathedral, looking for any more rooms or dens or secret places...anywhere where Avery could be.

“Where’s Kaner and Segs? Where could they be?” Jonathan asked Russell.

“I don’t know. There’s got to be an elevator around here somewhere though!”

They found the elevator and went up to the second floor and then the third floor. And finally the top floor, the fourth floor, where the bells were. They sprinted around, with much more energy. They skidded to a halt by a peculiar-looking room. Not to mention it was the only one that was closed completely.

Jonathan lost it, he couldn’t help himself. “PATRICK!! PEEKS, IT’S JONNY!! I’m here to save you!!” He heard a muffled cry from inside.

He reached out for the knob and started to turn it, when his hand was wrenched away. Someone had found them. The person snatched the Blackhawk Captain into a painful hold. The centerman looked around and saw that Russell was on the ground holding his head in pain. He was groaning and in serious pain.

And he glimpsed familiar black skin of the person holding him.

It was Crabtree. Michael Crabtree. The wicked San Francisco 49er receiver.

“Nosy Blackhawk and Seahawk, it’s good to see you again. But little sheep should not stray away from the herd. There are wolves about. Luckily, you’re just in time for the show anyway Toes.”

“It’s Toews!”

“Whatever.”


Jamie darted over to where Sidney was. He skidded to a halt, out of breath again. “We found them and we got in! But I need some help.”

“Hey, hey, we’re here. Lead us in and we’ll help you out!” Sidney stated.

Jamie led them all back to the secret entrance and back to the room. Luckily it seemed that no one else was there, but before they entered the room, there was an echoing scream that come from somewhere above them.

“That’s Jonny!” Jamie gasped. “They’re in trouble!”

“Go help them out, we’ve got these guys covered,” Sidney ordered. “Go! Hurry!”

Jamie darted off and found the elevator, while Sidney, Ryan, Carey and Patrice all went into the room and untied...well, untaped all of the Blackhawk prisoners. Sidney freed Gabriel Landeskog, who had been sat in the corner, away from the party. He was still unconscious with the chloroform drenched handkerchief tied around his head. The Penguin yanked it down then untied the ropes that had been wrapped around his wrists and ankles. He draped one of the Avalanche Captain’s arms around his shoulder and got help from Ryan, who came over and put his other arm around his neck. Then they all quickly got out of the room and made it outside.

“Everyone here?” Sidney asked, once they were all safely out front and gathered together.

“Landy’s here!” Ryan remarked.

“Shawzy, Seabs, Smitty, Sharpie, Saader, Crow and Hammer! We’re all here, eh?” Patrick Sharp took command, counting out and naming each of the kidnapped Blackhawk players. He tossed his head to the side and ran his fingers through his boyish wavy brown hair. He had the brunette style version of what Gabriel Landeskog had.

“What about Jonny and Kaner?” Andrew Shaw asked, rubbing his reddened wrists.

“And Segs and Jamie?” Ryan and Carey questioned.

“And Russell?” Patrice added.

Sidney faced them and glanced at the Notre Dame. “We’ll be ready to help if need be, but we have to let them handle it. Plus if that Michael Crabtree guy comes out and finds us, we’re here to help dispose of him.”

“Sid’s right, don’t worry Blackhawks, we’re here to help you out!” Carey exclaimed.

“And Landy too!” Ryan stated. He grabbed Gabriel’s chin and turned his head to him.

“Getz, stop that!” Sidney fretted. “That’s not right, don’t play around with Gabe’s head!”

Ryan gave a hearty chuckle and let go of the Avalanche leader’s head and chin. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop.”

Notes

Getzy and Landy <3 I feel like this would be a pretty cool and awesome bromance...for some reason. I'd love to see Landy and Getzy hang out as pals, sorry Kinny and Pers. :P
OH NO!!!! CRABTREE FOUND RUSS AND JONNY!!


Next up: Crabtree Should Work For the CIA (or a Villain Spy Co.)! >:(