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Pucking Around with Fate Parking Lot Theology
POV: KenseiThe snow was coming down soft and steady.Kensei stood with his back against the passenger door of his SUV and his arms folded across his chest and watched it fall. The parking lot lights caught the flakes on the way down, turning them briefly brilliant before they joined the general accumulation on the ground, and the effect was peaceful in the way that things sometimes were peaceful when everything around them was not.Shane was talking. Shane had been talking since approximately the moment they'd filed out of the building, and showed no signs of approaching a conclusion."I've tried talking to him, and I honestly cannot figure out what the friction is even about half the time. Khyle just keeps telling me he can't play with Gunner. Jäger won't cooperate. Jäger gets in the way. Jäger is too aggressive. Jäger...""Shane," Logan said."...Jäger can't shoot. Jäger's a mental case. He just kept going and going and I still have the headache and that was three days ago and..."
Pucking Around with Fate Minesweeper
POV: KhyleThe rest of the third period was twenty minutes of Khyle discovering what it felt like to play without a safety net and finding, to his genuine surprise, that it wasn't as catastrophic as he'd expected.He'd braced for the Hollows to descend on him the moment Gunner disengaged. Without the enforcer's shadow at his back, number fifteen was supposed to be an open target, a high-value asset with no protection, exactly the kind of situation the other team's physical players had been working toward all season. He'd told himself he could handle it. He'd also told himself he was probably going to get absolutely destroyed.Neither turned out to be entirely true.The hits came, and he took them, and he kept moving. His ribs accumulated opinions. His shoulder was going to require a conversation with the team physio tomorrow. But the Hollows weren't running at him the way he'd expected. Something was keeping them occupied.He figured out what it was about four minutes into the period.
Pucking Around with Fate Bagged
POV: KhyleIt really shouldn't have surprised him.Looking back on it with the particular clarity that arrived about thirty seconds after the fact, when the immediate shock had faded enough for his brain to start processing the sequence of events, Khyle could see exactly how it had unfolded. He could trace the line from Gunner's threat in the hallway to this moment with the clean, horrible logic of something that had been inevitable from the moment it was set in motion.He was going to stop being surprised by Gunner Jäger.Starting now.The third period had opened with the score tied at two all, Kensei's goal off the power play giving the Reapers something to work with heading into the final twenty minutes. The team had emerged from the locker room with the cautious energy of men who had been given a lifeline and weren't entirely sure they deserved it yet. The Hollows came out the same way they always did, which was like they had a personal grievance against the concept of fair play a
Pucking Around with Fate Ruin You
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerThe second period was twenty more minutes of the same.Same Hollows grinding them down. Same officials finding creative reasons not to see the worst of it. Same scoreboard sitting at one nothing like a personal insult that nobody could figure out how to answer. The Reapers emptied the bench at the buzzer and filed toward the locker room with the collective energy of men who had been promised a war and delivered one and were currently losing it.Gunner caught up with Khyle in the hallway.He'd been thinking about the shot since it happened, running it back in his head with the particular obsessiveness of someone who knows they were right and needs the internal record to reflect it. The goaltender had been screened by his own defenseman. The lane was there. It was a good shot, a real shot, the kind that went in more often than not when you committed to it, and he'd been committed, had been winding up with everything he had, and then Khyle's voice had come acr
Pucking Around with Fate Rubbing One Out
POV: Dual, Khyle and GunnerThe first period had been a war of attrition and everyone knew it.From the moment the puck dropped, the Hollows had been operating under a mandate that had nothing to do with hockey in the traditional sense. Their new coach Aiden Cross had built something specific in that locker room over the past few months, a team that didn't just want to win but wanted to dismantle. They hit late. They hit dirty. They ran players into corners on plays that had ended two seconds before and smiled at the refs when the whistle blew. They were testing every boundary the officials were willing to enforce and cheerfully crossing the ones that weren't.Shots on net were thirty to twelve by the time the buzzer sounded the end of the first period and none of them felt good.Khyle came off the ice with his temper already past the point of comfortable management. He'd been tagged twice on plays where he hadn't had the puck and the refs had given him the kind of shrug that said the
Pucking Around with Fate Lifeline
POV: GunnerThe engine was still running.Gunner sat in the driver's seat with his right hand wrapped around the gear shift and the heater doing its job and going absolutely nowhere. The parking lot was mostly empty. He'd pulled in at an angle that was probably not technically within the lines, but the snow had covered the markings and he was choosing not to investigate further.He should go in.He knew he should go in. It was a game night. Back to back home games, which meant last night's disaster was still fresh in the league's memory and tonight was the immediate opportunity to do something about it. His team needed him. That was not ego, that was just the arithmetic of his position on the roster. The Reapers needed their enforcer present and functional and not sitting in a running car in the parking lot staring at the middle distance like a man who had misplaced something important and couldn't remember what it was.He was not going in yet.The punching bag hadn't helped. He'd kno
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