Chapter 3

“Where are we and what the hell just happened?” Ifer asks as he comes to his senses looking around. They are in a nice modern day hotel room with two queen sized beds. Drakocarr is sitting in the lounge chair while Ifer and Antigor lay on separate beds. Antigor is also coming to his senses.

“We’re in Toronto, Canada in a realm called Earth. You guys will not believe what happened.” Drakocarr explains to Ifer and Antigor the events that happened in Lord Stanley’s realm. Ifer and Antigor are wide eyed and slack jawed after the story and both are ready with a million questions.

“Okay so what are we doing in Toronto then? What is here that’s so special? All of our families are dead just like yours, what are we supposed to do here in this realm?” Ifer asks dubiously.

“It’s the first step to my quest, I have to go to a scouting combine for the SMJHL. I have to make it onto a team through the draft and this is where the scouting combine is. I don’t think anyone we have ever known we will ever see again Ifer. I don’t know what you guys will do in this realm but I hope that you will help me practice some and come to some of my games.” Drakocarr looks at his hands nervously, still having doubts about his hockey skills.

“Well I’m sure you’ll do great, you used to be a great ice hockey player.” Antigor finally speaks placing his hand on Drakocarr’s knee. “What position did you enter the draft at?”

Drakocarr smiles, “Defense because it’s what Barbarians do best, knock some heads around you know?”

Antigor grins back, “I know what you mean, so big and strong.”

“ANYWAYS” Ifer coughs as loud as possible from the other side of the room where he is still laying on the bed he awoke in, “we should probably get training/practicing so this won’t be a total effing disaster, I mean bro we haven’t played hockey in over 2,000 years. What’s your plan for getting back into game shape?”

“Well you guys have actually been unconscious for three days, so I already started working out twice a day and I found the local rink around here and have been practicing as much as I can.”

“We’ve been asleep for THREE DAYS?!?!?!?!?! No wonder I’m so HUNGRY!!!” exclaims Ifer, jumping out of the bed. “Where can a man get some fresh boar around here?”

“Oh I have to show you guys this new thing I tried while I was here. All the Canadians love it, it’s called Tim Horton’s.”

“Well what are you waiting for Drako, I am craving fresh unicorn so bad I haven’t had it since. . .” Ifer trails off, “I can’t believe we’re free . . .” He whispers under his breath just loud enough that both Drakocarr and Antigor can hear him. Ifer is now standing in the doorway of the hotel room shoulders slumped and head down. He is lightly sobbing into his hands. Drakocarr steps towards him and awkwardly pats him on the back. “I think you’re a little hangry my dude, let’s go get something to eat, but uh let me order for you I’m not sure they’re going to have unicorn.”