One-Shots (2014-2015 Season)

I had finally gotten to meet Vladdy Namestnikov. He was every bit handsome and kind as I was told about. He was a Russian-American sweetheart and I didn’t want him to leave at all. As I stood there chatting to him, wearing my own Vlad jersey I couldn’t believe how anti-choatic he was. I felt bad for writing a superhero story where he was an arrogant asshole. I decided to chat with him about it.

“Hey, Vladdy,” I said.

He blinked and faced me with sparkling blue eyes. Was it wrong of me to want to have him as my number two Russian…after the wonderful Valeri Nichushkin of course? I couldn’t help myself and I knew I was blushing and…well…I thought I felt love and I was cheating on my feelings for Val. He flashed me a kind smile…a classic one that was more of a smirk. “What’s up?” he asked.

“Well, I, uh…I’m writing a superhero series right now called Arrow Hawk. I’m a writer, I like to write. Anyway, I have you as a “Hockey Avenger” and a main character at that,” I began.

“Cool. You made me a hero?”

“Yeah. Well, I made you sort-a-kind-a an arrogant bastard in it. You see, Gabriel Landeskog tripped you up with his Glaciokinesis…er ice powers…on the ice during a game and you didn’t like it. You were “going to wreck chaos.” Oh, your superhero name is Chaos, and if you’ve seen any of the X-Men movies, you’re similar to Havok.”

“Oh, I see. Well, I don’t think you have to worry about that…unless Landeskog goes after one of my teammates or I’m having a bad day…but I’d doubt he’d trip me up with ice powers.” He chuckled at the thought.

“Yeah, well now meeting you and talking to you, you are so anti-Chaos. You’re kind and easy going and no trace of arrogance. It’s sort of hot.”

“Would you like me to be arrogant and sassy?” Vlad frowned and put his hands on his hips, cocking an eyebrow at me.

I waved my hands in front of me. “No, no, that’s okay. Nice Vladdy is actually hot and sexy.”

“Well, thanks.”

“No problem, I just figured you should know about the whole Chaos thing…I will say your character is the most fun to write. Tyler Seguin’s Black Scorpion - the Spy of the group - is the next best one to write.”

“So Arrow Hawk…who’s he?” Vlad asked with a cock of his head, smirking.

“Do you know who Valeri Nichushkin is?”

“Dallas Star, right? The young Russian kid they have? I know a little about him. He’s a talented young man.”

“Yeah and the cutest Russian ever,” I remarked, sighing romantically.

“Except for me right?” Vlad inquired, spreading his arms out in a gesture to himself.

“Yeah, Vlad and Val!” I giggled.

Vlad laughed as well. “Is this story of yours on the internet?”

“It is. It’s on a site called Wattpad. I’m currently on the fifth book in the series. It’s an eight part series. The first one is a prologue-y story called Flight and then the sequel for it is Birth of the Hockey Avengers and that is the main story and the actually first book and start of the series.”

“You said something about Tyler Seguin being Black Scorpion…a spy. Is he like Black Widow from the Avengers? Is this like a hockey version of the Avengers?” Vlad asked, excitedly.

“It is. I guess you can say it is similar to the Avengers with X-Men sprinkled in and my own pizazz. For example, Tyler’s character, being like Black Widow, he often gets tied down to chairs…so much so Hex Penguin (Sidney Crosby) had to teach him how to escape and Star Vision - or Jamie Benn - got him a super dog companion named Nikita!” I explained. “Nikita saves Tyler in numerous cases, it’s rather hilarious.”

“Well, I know Tyler has dog pals…Cash and Marshall, I believe. I’m intrigued by this idea though. Am I the only Lightning player in this?”

“Actually, in the first few you are, but then Russiosteel comes in.”

“Russiosteel? Let me guess, that’s Kuch or Nesty right?”

“Nesty. Russiosteel is similar to Colossus with his brute strength and organic steel mutant abilities…so he becomes a steel giant. And then there’s Jonathan Drouin and the Triplets.”

“The Triplets, I should figure that they’d be in there.” Vlad sighed. “What are their names and powers?”

I spotted Nikita Kucherov and Nikita Nesterov chatting off to the side, behind all the noise and chaos up front. Tyler Johnson and Ondrej Palat were busy signing away and chuckling to themselves, while Steven Stamkos was poking fun at an annoyed looking Ben Bishop. The other Lightning players were signing and chatting with fans.

“Well, there’s Tiny TJ, I’ll let you guess who that is, and then there’s Aqua Kuch and Blesk or Lightning. Tiny TJ has super speed, Kuch has hydrokinesis (water powers) and Blesk has lightning powers, meaning he can control and manipulate lightning.”

Vlad nodded. “I see. That’s really cool. I’m sure Tiny TJ wouldn’t mind. Ha-ha. Well, it was nice talking to you, uh…"

“Evelyn,” I replied.

“Evelyn. I should greet more fans now though, I can’t be rude now, it’s not in my nature.” He turned with a wink at me and walked off.

I watched him leave, heading toward the end of the line, where the curb was. I spotted a slick black corvette parked there and three people wearing Montreal Canadiens jerseys and black masks leaning against the car. One of them slapped the others and pointed at Vlad. In one swift move, I saw them launch forward, withdrawing some sketchy items. I knew they were bad news and I gasped. I screamed Vlad’s name, just as he looked up and spotted them coming toward him. One of the men grabbed Vlad’s arms and bound them behind the young Russian-American forward’s back and another wrapped a bandana around his face.

“VLADDY NO!! VLADDY!!” I screamed, pushing through the scattering, panicked crowd trying to get to the Russian-American.

Then all three of them dragged Vlad back toward the car. Vlad kicked and struggled as I continued pushing and shoving but he was shoved roughly into the backseat of the corvette. During his struggle, our eyes locked and I saw his bewildered blue eyes shimmering. This wasn’t planned…he was in trouble!

“Vladislav Namestnikov!” I shouted as I was halted by two big men standing in the way, seemingly unaware of what was happening. I saw the car launch off from the spot and I spun around and spotted Tyler Johnson, who was separated from Ondrej Palat for once. “Tyler!! TJ! Johnny! Uh, Tyler Johnson!” I screamed out, making my way back toward the talented centerman for the Triplets Line. “The other Tyler, Tyler Johnson!”

The small player eventually turned to me and blinked. “Yeah?”

“Vlad—“ I began, out of breath as I halted in front of him. “Vladdy, he’s in trouble! Three Canadien people came and kidnapped him!”

Tyler Johnson snapped his head up and looked past me. “Where?”

“Black corvette!” I exclaimed.

I saw the centerman get up on his tip-toes and look toward the street. He gasped and then I heard him shout, “TRIPLETS!! ASSEMBLE!! PALLY, KUCH!!” He looked at me and smiled. “Don’t worry, we got this. We’ll save Vladdy.”

“You will?” I questioned.

“Yeah!”

“But the car will be long gone!”

“Nonsense…that car’s nothing against my super speed!”

My mouth dropped open as I saw flashes of lightning and what looked like a stream of floating water. The Triplets of Tampa Bay had superpowers? I moved my hand to my wrist, smiling. Tampa had more superheroes!

“What’s going on Johnny?” Palat asked.

Kucherov nodded his head and controlled a swirl of water with his hands, like he were water bending.

“Vlad’s been kidnapped and he was right about you guys, you have powers!” I remarked, swiping my hand over my wrist and activating my own heroine look. “The name’s Evelyn O’Reilly, leader of a hero group known as the Hockey Avengers, which Vlad is apart of. He has powers too…and so do I. The Hockey Avengers call me Zvezda, and I started out as the Protector of the Dallas Stars.”

“Whoa!” all three forwards gasped and shared a look.

“Vlad saw you three and told me, I wanted to confirm and see for myself…however, Vlad is in serious trouble! His abduction was not part of the plan.”

“Let’s go, we can yell at one another and figure things out later. If Vlad is in serious danger, we gotta go find him and save him! After that black corvette boys!” Tyler Johnson ordered and sped off, zipping away from the arena and after the car, which turned a corner and vanished. Before long, Tyler was also gone.

Ondrej nodded his head. “TJ’s got the idea!” He created a lightning constructed hoverboard and zoomed off after his friend.

Nikita and I shared a look and he looked down as though he were ashamed.

"Что не так? (What is wrong?)” I asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Я не люблю грустные русские. (I don’t like sad Russians.)”

Nikita snapped his head up and looked at me with a shocked expression. “Ты говоришь по-русски?(You speak Russian?)”

“Я делаю. (I do.)”

He cocked his head to the side. “Как? (How?)”

“Arrow Hawk, или Valeri Nichushkin. (Or)”

“Ой. (Oh.)”

“Can you understand English at all Kuch?”

“‘Little.” He shrugged. “I know hockey command and small word. I no like use English though.”

“Hey, your English is better than Val’s though.” I laughed briefly and then I gave Nikita a stern look. “So, why are you sad?”

“Well, uh...I no can catch up to Pally and Johnny. Water no fast enough.”

Before I could respond to him, Tyler Johnson skidded to a halt and Palat was gliding slowly toward them. Nikita and I looked at both forwards.

“Vladdy?” I questioned.

Tyler nodded. “I know where he is. Pally and I saw him get dragged into an old warehouse Downtown a little bit from here.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah, we’ll take you there,” Tyler stated, nodding to Palat, who made his hoverboard vanish. He landed on the ground, dipping his head.

“Alright, go slowly though TJ,” I remarked. “Kuch, do you mind if I...help you out getting there?”

“Sure, what do you have in mind?” Nikita questioned.

I grabbed him by the arms and lifted him into the air. “Like this.”

“Whoa!” Nikita gasped.

Tyler and Ondrej both shared a look and then the Czech player drew up a lightning construct in the shape of a large lion and jumped on. Tyler tested his shoes out and got himself ready to run and shot off. Ondrej followed and I flew after them with Nikita, who was speechless.

We stopped at the warehouse and I dropped down to the sidewalk and released Nikita, who was still in shock. He was even shaking. Tyler quickly caught his breath and Ondrej made his lion vanish. He sent a ball of energy at Tyler’s feet, making the centerman send him a look.

“Not cool Pally.”

“Are we gonna save Vladdy or gossip and let him die?” Ondrej said, folding his arms.

“Save him,” Tyler snapped. “Let’s go in there and get him!” He marched inside, followed by Nikita and Ondrej, who shared a look. I followed after them.

Instantly we halted at a wall and Tyler looked around the corner and reported that Vlad was bound to a chair and the Canadien-jersey wearing people were beating him up. We could hear the echoes of the slaps and the muffled cries.

“Poor Vladdy,” I muttered. “You gotta save him Triplets.” I knew I could save Vladdy, but I wanted to see the Triplets in action.

Tyler looked at his linemates and nodded. “We got this boys, let’s do this. I’ll distract the bad guys, using my super speed and then Kuch, you can use your hydrokinesis to blast the bad guys and Pally, electrocute them! When you have them, I’ll go for Vladdy and release him from the chair.”

“Got it, TJ!” Ondrej remarked.

Tyler nodded to me and then slipped around the corner and zipped forward. A loud “hey!” came and then Ondrej and Nikita shared a look and slipped out, powering up. I stepped out, curious to see how things would play out. I saw Tyler running around like crazy. He kicked one of the bad guy’s legs out and shoved another one backward. The third tried to grab him, but stumbled into Ondrej, who created bluish-white electricity from his hands. The villain screamed with agony.

“Yeah, teach you to mess with the Lightning!” Ondrej snapped.

The one who’d been tripped up, scrambled to his feet, only to be lassoed by a water rope and pulled back into Nikita’s arms. “Russians no like bad guy.”

The leftover villain managed to snag Tyler, who gasped. But Ondrej saw him and blasted him with a zap of lightning. He had zapped the other guy pretty good and he was on the ground, burnt and gasping for air. Ondrej struck the guy again and Tyler shoved him away, making sure to avoid getting struck.

When the guy was a safe distance, Ondrej created seven lightning bolts and threw them at the guy, entrapping him in the electric prison. Tyler turned to Vlad, who was in awe. The centerman yanked the bandana down from his mouth and then untied the knots to the ropes holding him to the chair.

“Thanks TJ,” Vlad gasped.

Ondrej was back to the first guy and was striking him with more lightning, while he laughed. Tyler finished releasing Vlad from the bondage and helped him to his feet. The young Russian blond dipped his head and looked at Nikita.

“Hey Kuch, you wanna see something cool? Remember the red glow I had in the locker room back in the Colorado game...yeah...fling that guy out and let me finish him off for you.”

Nikita did so, shoving the guy out away from him. Tyler backed away and Vlad screamed with fury. He glowed the red color and then blasted energy from his chest out. He missed the guy but then he moved his hips in a hula-hoop dancer way and shot a massive projectile ring of energy forward. The ring connected and the guy vanished in a massive explosion.

Vlad shook his head and then cracked his neck. “Teach you to hold Chaos hostage!”

“There he is! There’s arrogant Vladdy!” I exclaimed, clapping my hands together. “What teamwork.”

Ondrej finished frying his guy and the only one who remained was the guy in the prison. I walked past Tyler and Vlad and up to the lightning cage.

“Who are you? Who sent you? And most of all why?” I demanded.

The guy spat at me. “Shouldn’t tell you. He told us not to crack or give in to anyone...and I’m not about to cave in to a pretty green-dressed angel!”

I turned to Vlad, who was smiling. “He’s gonna tempt ya, I guess.”

“Yeah, looks like I’m gonna have to teach yet another stubborn male, just how cute this angel is!” I blasted the lightning cage away and snatched the guy by the collar of his shirt. “One more chance, buddy.”

“Bite me.”

“Yeah, I don’t bite, that’s Nikita…”

“Huh?” Nikita questioned.

“Nikita the superdog! Tyler’s superdog!”

“I have a superdog?” Tyler questioned. “I have a Goldendoodle yes, but he’s not super.”

“Amen to that,” Palat remarked with a roll of his eyes.

“No, no, Tyler as in Tyler Seguin. Tyler Seguin’s superdog, Nikita,” I explained. “Get different names you hockey players. Too many Nikitas and Tylers.” I turned back to the guy in my hold. “Anyway, I don’t bite, but I can use my asterokinesis to draw up a black hole and I can put you there. And I can also pass you along to Vladdy, who wrecks so much chaos, as you saw. Maybe getting a nice ring or red splitting you in half and then making you explode will make you talk, huh?”

“Think again Princess. But I’ll tell you this, my name is Mark and I’m a huge Canadiens fan who hates Lightning...and most of all Russians! So you can turn me over to Vladdy, but it won’t help him any, in fact, go ahead and have him kill me, because soon he’ll be His and he’ll be dead himself! Afterall, we know about the powers and the Hockey Avengers, Zvezda.”

Notes

Yeah, this was a strange dream. This is glimpse of the Triplets and their powers in Gronk Smash! My mind was on them I guess and yeah... :)