Flight
Kaner’s Kidnapping
2014-2015 (Immediately after previous chapter)
At the UC in Chicago,
Once the Dynamic Duo finished getting dressed in normal clothes and getting showered, Jonathan grabbed Patrick’s hand in his and led him out of the locker room and down the tunnel and out into the parking lot. All the while, the younger Blackhawk was questioning his motive. There, he released him, spinning him around, ahead of him.
The blond was grinning and chuckling like a schoolgirl in front of their crush. “What’s going on Jonny?”
“Kaner, I just wanted to get you alone to let you know the news first.”
The winger leaned forward. “What news?”
“I got a girlfriend!! Or rather, I have a girlfriend and we're going out on our first date soon! We've already picked out the date and all of that! She's going to surprise me with where we are going...but still--!” the Captain of Chicago exclaimed.
Patrick took a step back, gasping and covering his mouth with his hands. “What?! Jonny, that’s amazing!! That’s fantastic! Sick, buddy, I’m proud of you!” He launched forward and flung his arms around his teammate.
“Thanks, man. I thought you should be the first to know.”
Patrick stepped back and flashed his friend a sweet, thankful smile. “You’re the best friend and Captain, I could ever hope to have, Jonny!”
“I know. You’re an okay guy too, Kaner.”
“Okay? Jonny, c’mon, I’m awesome!!” Patrick laughed and slapped his friend on the shoulder.
“Yeah, you’re pretty special, Kaner!”
There was an awkward silence. Patrick had put on one his nicer, dressier light blue shirts. It was his favorite, but for how cold Chicago was that evening, it wasn’t a smart investment. The brunette watched him rubbing his arm and shivering. He looked like he was trying to disguise it though.
“Cold, Kaner?”
“A little bit, yeah. Can we go back inside now?”
“Yeah. I guess so. You need to dress warmer though, buddy! This is Chicago, not Florida.”
Patrick faked his anger and took a step toward his Captain.
Suddenly the wind picked up and Patrick lost his balance, stumbling on his feet. He tripped and fell forward. Before he could get back to his feet though, an Earthly ground-shaking thud sounded.
“What the--?” Patrick gasped, as he saw a Black Hawk-looking creature land on the ground.
It looked like something out of the Marvel Universe or DC Comics...not human. Black wings spread out from it’s back. As the two Blackhawk forward stared, they saw an arm was outstretched toward the ground and the hand, which was in some kind of a slick black glove equipment, was clenched in a fist. A dent was in the ground, where it had smashed. And crumbles of the parking lot cement were scattered around.
It’s head snapped upward and a pair of glowing red eyes pierced into Patrick’s blue eyes. The head was pastely white and in the middle of the forehead there was a glowing red diamond shape.
“Patrick Kane?” the man-creature questioned, in a deep villainy voice.
“Yes, that’s a cool costume there, would--”
“It’s not a costume. My name is Strum, Eric Strum. I’m from the KHL and we got a problem with you!” He stepped forward and shockingly it only took that length for him to reach the bewildered Blackhawk. He seized Patrick’s wrist and yanked him to his feet.
“What’s going on? Jonny!” Patrick screamed, as Strum clutched a tighter grip onto him.
The Hawk guy was strong. Jonathan put his hands out before him. He didn’t want any trouble. And he wasn’t sure why some supervillain was going after his friend.
“Jonny!!” Patrick howled, as Strum’s wings began to beat behind him, like he was getting ready to take off.
“Kaner, hold on!” Jonathan replied finally. He glanced to the side of him and picked up a stray pipe item. Grabbing that, he lifted it up and swung it at the Hawk guy.
Strum let Patrick go and lifted upward, letting off a loud, thundering cry. The noise was deafening to the two hockey players. They both ducked a swoop and Jonathan raised the pipe up again, as Patrick ducked to safety behind him.
However, Strum swooped down, catching Jonathan off-guard and grabbed his pipe, flinging him and it backward. He flew across the lot, far from his friend. When he scrambled back to his feet, recovering from the blow, he saw Patrick Kane wrapped up in a big hug by the villain. And they were in the air.
“Kaner!!” Jonathan roared, darting forward, gripping the pipe in his hands. He skidded to a halt, as Strum let off another Hawk screech and launched upward, higher into the air.
Patrick kicked and struggled in the hold, trying to get out. During the struggle, Jonathan saw that his friend’s wrists were bound together by some rope, which wasn’t helping him out any. “Let me go!” the blond winger shouted. “JONNY!!”
“Hey, Hawk Man, let Patrick go!” Jonathan raised the pipe in his hands and swung it upward, trying to hit Strum.
“Is that really a smart idea, Jonathan Toews?” Strum cackled. “You might hurt precious Kanerboo, here?!”
“Let. me. go.”
“Or what? You can’t do a thing, can you little Kanerboo?”
Patrick tried to elbow Strum in the ribs, but learned the truth about his armor. And Patrick winced with pain and the tough protection. He looked down at his Captain, who loaded up another shot.
“I’ll save you Kaner! I promise!!”
“Jonny, please, help me!” Patrick continued to cry and struggle.
But just at the next moment, Strum lost his hold on the Blackhawk, who plummeted downward. Before he got any further though, the villain zoomed and scooped him back up. Then he flew off, putting more distance between himself and the Captain.
“TAZER!! JONNY!! HELP!!”
Jonathan dashed after him, but before he knew it, the Hawk creature poured on turbo speed and vanished into the evening air with Patrick.
“PATRICK!! NO!!” Jonathan yowled, skidding to a halt. It was impossible to chase after his friend and the demon hawk man anymore. He had been beaten and he had to accept that Patrick was gone. He stared in horror at the now blank sky. “Kaner…”
The centerman scrambled backward and raced back to the building. He flung open the door and dashed down the tunnel, scared out of his mind. “Someone help me! Patrick’s been kidnapped!!”
He darted into the locker room, where the others were still getting changed and showered and whatnot. They all looked at him in shock. Duncan Keith was the one who stepped forward. Brent Seabrook was at his side, like a loyal translator or dog.
“What do you mean that Kaner’s been kidnapped?”
Jonathan caught his breath. “I mean, like this guy named Strum, a hawk supervillain guy, showed up and kidnapped him!!”
“A what and what?” Brent blurted out.
“You have to believe me, I’m not joking! Kaner is gone!! Kidnapped!”
“I wasn’t saying you were. That’s a pretty dark joke if you were, Jonny!” Duncan responded, not laughing.
“We have to go after him and find him! We have to rescue him!”
“We will. But you have to tell us exactly what happened!”
“I did. Strum kidnapped Kaner!”
“Why would a supervillain want Kaner though?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then how can we go after him?”
“The guy’s name is Eric Strum and that’s all I know.”
“There’s an Eric Strum in the KHL I believe, but I think he’s retired now...or maybe its Eric Storm!” Marian Hossa commented. “I don’t really know much about the KHL, obviously.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to try though. I know just the person to ask about him and the KHL though. See, I know this girl, who lives in Boston actually and her name is Evelyn O’Reilly.”
At the UC in Chicago,
Once the Dynamic Duo finished getting dressed in normal clothes and getting showered, Jonathan grabbed Patrick’s hand in his and led him out of the locker room and down the tunnel and out into the parking lot. All the while, the younger Blackhawk was questioning his motive. There, he released him, spinning him around, ahead of him.
The blond was grinning and chuckling like a schoolgirl in front of their crush. “What’s going on Jonny?”
“Kaner, I just wanted to get you alone to let you know the news first.”
The winger leaned forward. “What news?”
“I got a girlfriend!! Or rather, I have a girlfriend and we're going out on our first date soon! We've already picked out the date and all of that! She's going to surprise me with where we are going...but still--!” the Captain of Chicago exclaimed.
Patrick took a step back, gasping and covering his mouth with his hands. “What?! Jonny, that’s amazing!! That’s fantastic! Sick, buddy, I’m proud of you!” He launched forward and flung his arms around his teammate.
“Thanks, man. I thought you should be the first to know.”
Patrick stepped back and flashed his friend a sweet, thankful smile. “You’re the best friend and Captain, I could ever hope to have, Jonny!”
“I know. You’re an okay guy too, Kaner.”
“Okay? Jonny, c’mon, I’m awesome!!” Patrick laughed and slapped his friend on the shoulder.
“Yeah, you’re pretty special, Kaner!”
There was an awkward silence. Patrick had put on one his nicer, dressier light blue shirts. It was his favorite, but for how cold Chicago was that evening, it wasn’t a smart investment. The brunette watched him rubbing his arm and shivering. He looked like he was trying to disguise it though.
“Cold, Kaner?”
“A little bit, yeah. Can we go back inside now?”
“Yeah. I guess so. You need to dress warmer though, buddy! This is Chicago, not Florida.”
Patrick faked his anger and took a step toward his Captain.
Suddenly the wind picked up and Patrick lost his balance, stumbling on his feet. He tripped and fell forward. Before he could get back to his feet though, an Earthly ground-shaking thud sounded.
“What the--?” Patrick gasped, as he saw a Black Hawk-looking creature land on the ground.
It looked like something out of the Marvel Universe or DC Comics...not human. Black wings spread out from it’s back. As the two Blackhawk forward stared, they saw an arm was outstretched toward the ground and the hand, which was in some kind of a slick black glove equipment, was clenched in a fist. A dent was in the ground, where it had smashed. And crumbles of the parking lot cement were scattered around.
It’s head snapped upward and a pair of glowing red eyes pierced into Patrick’s blue eyes. The head was pastely white and in the middle of the forehead there was a glowing red diamond shape.
“Patrick Kane?” the man-creature questioned, in a deep villainy voice.
“Yes, that’s a cool costume there, would--”
“It’s not a costume. My name is Strum, Eric Strum. I’m from the KHL and we got a problem with you!” He stepped forward and shockingly it only took that length for him to reach the bewildered Blackhawk. He seized Patrick’s wrist and yanked him to his feet.
“What’s going on? Jonny!” Patrick screamed, as Strum clutched a tighter grip onto him.
The Hawk guy was strong. Jonathan put his hands out before him. He didn’t want any trouble. And he wasn’t sure why some supervillain was going after his friend.
“Jonny!!” Patrick howled, as Strum’s wings began to beat behind him, like he was getting ready to take off.
“Kaner, hold on!” Jonathan replied finally. He glanced to the side of him and picked up a stray pipe item. Grabbing that, he lifted it up and swung it at the Hawk guy.
Strum let Patrick go and lifted upward, letting off a loud, thundering cry. The noise was deafening to the two hockey players. They both ducked a swoop and Jonathan raised the pipe up again, as Patrick ducked to safety behind him.
However, Strum swooped down, catching Jonathan off-guard and grabbed his pipe, flinging him and it backward. He flew across the lot, far from his friend. When he scrambled back to his feet, recovering from the blow, he saw Patrick Kane wrapped up in a big hug by the villain. And they were in the air.
“Kaner!!” Jonathan roared, darting forward, gripping the pipe in his hands. He skidded to a halt, as Strum let off another Hawk screech and launched upward, higher into the air.
Patrick kicked and struggled in the hold, trying to get out. During the struggle, Jonathan saw that his friend’s wrists were bound together by some rope, which wasn’t helping him out any. “Let me go!” the blond winger shouted. “JONNY!!”
“Hey, Hawk Man, let Patrick go!” Jonathan raised the pipe in his hands and swung it upward, trying to hit Strum.
“Is that really a smart idea, Jonathan Toews?” Strum cackled. “You might hurt precious Kanerboo, here?!”
“Let. me. go.”
“Or what? You can’t do a thing, can you little Kanerboo?”
Patrick tried to elbow Strum in the ribs, but learned the truth about his armor. And Patrick winced with pain and the tough protection. He looked down at his Captain, who loaded up another shot.
“I’ll save you Kaner! I promise!!”
“Jonny, please, help me!” Patrick continued to cry and struggle.
But just at the next moment, Strum lost his hold on the Blackhawk, who plummeted downward. Before he got any further though, the villain zoomed and scooped him back up. Then he flew off, putting more distance between himself and the Captain.
“TAZER!! JONNY!! HELP!!”
Jonathan dashed after him, but before he knew it, the Hawk creature poured on turbo speed and vanished into the evening air with Patrick.
“PATRICK!! NO!!” Jonathan yowled, skidding to a halt. It was impossible to chase after his friend and the demon hawk man anymore. He had been beaten and he had to accept that Patrick was gone. He stared in horror at the now blank sky. “Kaner…”
The centerman scrambled backward and raced back to the building. He flung open the door and dashed down the tunnel, scared out of his mind. “Someone help me! Patrick’s been kidnapped!!”
He darted into the locker room, where the others were still getting changed and showered and whatnot. They all looked at him in shock. Duncan Keith was the one who stepped forward. Brent Seabrook was at his side, like a loyal translator or dog.
“What do you mean that Kaner’s been kidnapped?”
Jonathan caught his breath. “I mean, like this guy named Strum, a hawk supervillain guy, showed up and kidnapped him!!”
“A what and what?” Brent blurted out.
“You have to believe me, I’m not joking! Kaner is gone!! Kidnapped!”
“I wasn’t saying you were. That’s a pretty dark joke if you were, Jonny!” Duncan responded, not laughing.
“We have to go after him and find him! We have to rescue him!”
“We will. But you have to tell us exactly what happened!”
“I did. Strum kidnapped Kaner!”
“Why would a supervillain want Kaner though?”
“I don’t know.”
“Then how can we go after him?”
“The guy’s name is Eric Strum and that’s all I know.”
“There’s an Eric Strum in the KHL I believe, but I think he’s retired now...or maybe its Eric Storm!” Marian Hossa commented. “I don’t really know much about the KHL, obviously.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to try though. I know just the person to ask about him and the KHL though. See, I know this girl, who lives in Boston actually and her name is Evelyn O’Reilly.”
Notes
OMG!!!! I'm loving doing this story!!
I can't do romance-drama, girl gets pregnant thing but I can totally do Action-Adventure!! :)
How Patrick was captured...does this work A Shruinger?
Man, this is going to get intense and more interesting. I can't wait until the next parts coming up here. :)
Man, I totally would love to have the job of being tasked to save Jonny!! :) <3 (But I'd prefer Val... guess what happens with that.)
Next up: Meet Jonny's Heroine!! :D
@EvelynaKitty
1-3. Awesome! :D
4. Okay, cool! :)
5. Okay, I'll message you the limitations for Black Hole Creation ;)
2/16/15