I will repeat some stuff. I am not a native English speaker (/writer but I think that is logical). So if you find mistakes please feel free to correct me. LGBT rights aren't from Russia in this story but from the Netherlands. I will try to update every Sunday's but if I find time in between I will do extra chapters. And lastly, I hope you enjoy it.
Warning. Memory lane
CH.49 Demon or Demons P1
The morning was peaceful and in some way eventless. All of them took the opportunity to sleep in and take it easy. It wasn't until two o clock that Yuuri and Victor decided to do something else than hang around the tv. Ather the fire in their former apartment had Helena and some people she hired put everything in boxes and move here. She, of course, hadn't unpacked the boxes so they were all stacked up in the living room. Knowing that they had to go through them eventually they decided to at least start and both began to sort through the boxes. What they needed by hand, what needed to go in storage and what could be thrown away. That last part was difficult for Victor. Yuuri hadn't taken all of his stuff when he moved to Russia not that he had much to take with him. But Victor had years to fill up his apartment and Yuuri knew that the storage room in the apartment which had been the second bedroom, had been filled to the brim with boxes. He had al the magazines he had been in, all his trophies, all his event passes and all of his old costumes. After the fifth box of costumes came Yuuri across a box of very small costumes and skates.
"Vitor what is this?" Yuuri held up an old photo album which he had taken out of the box with the small costume and skates. Victor came over and took the album from Yuuri's hand and a bright smile came on his face.
"I completely forgot about this," Victor said down next to Yuuri and opened the book on the first page. Yuuri looked at an adorable boy of no more than 5 years old standing on the ice like he belonged there. His silver hair wasn't as long as it would be the first time Yuuri would see him on the tv but there was no mistake this was a young Victor. His heart-shaped smile and his bright blue eye's where unmistakably his. They flipped through some pages and Yuuri could see how good Victor must have been even for his age.
"You were so adorable, look at this one." Yuuri pointed at a groups picture of a bunch of young skaters.
"This was the group I was a member of just before Yakov scouted me." Yuuri looked at all the different faces in the picture. He thought he saw Georgi but than remembered that it couldn't be since Georgi came from Moscow originally. Then his eye's fell on the child next to the Georgi look alike. When you looked closer at the details he was a lot different than the others. You could see he didn't have the same level of expansive clothes and gear as the other you could even say it might have been second hand. Now he looked closer and thought about the place where they were right now, it might have been a class for rich kids except for this one.
"Who is this?" Yuuri asked and pointed at the child next to the Georgi look alike.
"Mhhm," Victor tapped with his finger on his bottle lips. Like he knew the answer but couldn't place it. When the silence began to take a bit to long Yuuri remembered how bad Victor's memories could be at times. "Ah," Victor pointed his finger in the air like he wanted to give the answer in a classroom. "I don't remember his name but, I do remember that he was skating in another team before he came to us. It was after a friendly competition that they gave him the funds to come and skate with us."
"Did he ever break through?"
"I don't really know... well not at our rink anyway but he might have been scouted by someone else than Yakov." Victor shrugged and continued. "Since I don't remember his name I can't check in other places." Yuuri agreed and put the album on the pile to keep in hand. He figured that it would be nice to have it on the bookshelf so he could put his own next to it eventually. After the short break, Yuuri went back to looking through the boxes while Victor began to put away the things they needed on hand. Yuuri had never seen so much of Victor's past, he had known about the skating but now he came across family albums. Where a happy family of three members was portrayed. A woman with curly bright red hair and Victor's perfect white skin but freckles on her cheeks. She also had the striking blue eye's which he loved so much from Victor. On the other side was her husband with the facial features and the build he recognised way to well. They looked so much alike that if the mad had his eye's closed you barely could see the difference. his silver hair was combed backwards and he had brown eyes which oddly enough reminded himself of his own colour of eyes. Maybe that is why Victor had never found them dull like he himself alway's thought. And int he middle of the couple held by the mother was a very small Victor he couldn't have been more than one year old at that point. With little chubby cheeks like every baby had and his mother's blue eye's and his father's silver hair. They really looked like a happy family but Victor never talked about it anymore. According to Georgi, it had been too painful but the more Yuuri thought about it the more he realised that Victor might never have properly grieved. It had happened three years before the GPF in Sochi in which Yuuri failed miserably and as fas as he could remember he hadn't seen any difference in Victor's skating. He had gone on without showing any grief with his fake smile. Maybe that is why he had been so empty before he met Yuuri? Victor came back into the room and looked over Yuuri's shoulder at what he was holding.
"This is your first time seeing them isn't it?" Victor asked as he took the picture from Yuuri's hand and put it on the pile for storage.
"Yes, you look like your father but you got your mother's eyes."
"True," Victor didn't really pay to much attention to the statement and began to put some of the stuff from the storage pile into a box and wrote on the box what was in it. Before Victor left again Yuuri could read what he had written on it, memory lane. After dinner, they took a hold on their sorting and the to of them cuddled up and watched tv together again. There was no interesting or new news and Victor's mind began to wonder a bit while he played with Yuuri's hair. He thought about the events of yesterday and even the ones from before and then noticed that beside dinner and lunch they hadn't seen Helena at all. She had been in her room al this time not bothering about either of them at all. What had she been up to? Victor didn't want to worry Yuuri and waited till he had gone to bed to look for Helena. And as he expected he found her in her room standing over a bunch of pictures all laid out over the floor.
"Something wrong?" Helena didn't look up from what she was looking at.
"No, just wondering what you were doing." Victor entered the room and closed the door behind him. Helena looked up at Victor and he could see that she was looking if he spoke the truth. After moment's of silence, Helena looked back at the laid out photo's and Victor followed her eye's. He recognised al of the pictures on the floor. Most were from when Yuuri was taken while other's were from before and after.
"I've been thinking all day about the idea that Igor had never acted alone." Victor looked up at Helena. "Certain part's are clear that they worked together but I feel like Igor doesn't alway's know what is going on."
"What brings you to think that?" Victor walked over to Helena and looked at the picture she was looking at. It was one of the first to be posted online where Yuuri was in the supermarket and couldn't read what the difference was on the packaging of two products and you could see Ivan in the background.
"First of all if they would have worked closely together, Igor would have known how to avoid the cameras in the buildings. Secondly, Yuuri would have seen a second person. That would have meant that they had the same goal in mind which they clearly have not. Next would be the fact that Ivan said that Igor had alway's been bad at technology. This statement is proven to be correct by his visibility on the cameras and that Yuuri had never seen him upload the picture nor did I saw any computer or digital toys in his house. You might argue that he had taken it with him but then you would have found leftover cables forgotten charger's, old models etc." Helena took a deep breath and took the picture from the floor they had been staring at. "The only technology we found was newly acquired photography equipment." Victor looked closer at the picture Helena was looking at. And the gears in his head began to spin.
"If Igor had taken that picture," Helena gave s sneaky grin like she wanted Victor to come to the right conclusion by himself. "Than Ivan would have recognised him immediately the moment he had turned around." And now Victor looked closes Ivan was in the middle of doing that in the background.
"Correct," Helena looked full of herself. Victor took another old Picture of the floor, the one where they both were walking through the park.
"And if Igor had taken this one we sure would have noticed, How could we not have noticed such a gigantic person."
"Correct again." Helena put down the picture and Victor followed her example. Than Helena moved to the end of the line and Victor followed her like an eager student. She took a couple of pictures from the floor which seemed to come from the same security camera. "These are still from the security camera of mister Yegor's house." She handed the pictures to Victor. The first one was an empty porch and driveway. In the second picture, he saw Igor walk away with a hasty Ivan following him. The third he saw Ivan run back in the house. And the fourth had a different time stamp but was empty again. While victor had studied the pictures Helena had gone to sit on her bed and Victor slowly turned around.
"I don't get it."
"Erick didn't want to give me the clip but you'll see Igor enter. I didn't need a still from that I do have the time." She pointed to a piece of paper with time and date and the sentence. Igor enters the house of mister Yegor. "But on the full footage, you'll see him storm out Ivan hastily trying to follow him, giving up and returning alive." She had put extra meaning to the last word.
"So what you are saying is that Igor did not kill his brother or father?"
"I think that Igor might have felt guilt or something else, maybe the need to explain to his father his bad behaviour. And I think that Ivan tried to convince his brother to go to the police. Somewhere in the conversation he must have gotten angry and stormed out and it gave us the evidence that when Igor left that at least Ivan was alive. And since Ivan hadn't called for an ambulance I assume his father was as well."
"But didn't they call you or anyone else?"
"They might have." Helena pointed with her feet at a piece of paper from a phone company. Victor looked and saw that a date but it seemed someone had deleted their call information completely. "But I am not really sure why he would go to his father?" Victor thought for a moment and reminded his conversation with Ivan.
"To me, it makes a lot of sense," Helena rose her eyebrows in surprise. "Ivan told me that everything had gone wrong when their father had given the rinks to Ivan. He wants to be approved by his father. Show that he is better than his little brother." Helena looked at Victor while taking in what he just said. For a second something triumph crossed her facial expression and then it was gone.
"And in his way to defend himself he might have told them what really had happened," Helena spoke soft and careful as if she was afraid that someone might hear them. "Which ended up being the reason they died." A cold silence fell over the two of them which Helena broke with a stone cold voice. "Than the question remains what could Igor have told Ivan that he was willing to run after him?"
Did any of you notice the reference I made to a super famous story? I was writing, saw the opportunity and couldn't leave it out. Next week there won't be an update because I have a deadline on Monday after. Instagram for fan art cr_creatorr and sneak peaks or story updates on twitter cr_creatorr. Thanks for all the follows+fav+reviews so far. I enjoy reading all of them. Like I said on top I will try to keep a weekly updated but if I have the time I will still update in between as well.
