Awakening Ghosts

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Chapter 1


Due to running unusually late, Illya was distracted as he left his apartment, so did not see the young man until he ran headlong into him.

“I’m sorry...,” he started to say, but faltered when he got a good look at the man.

He was younger than Illya, but had the same blond hair and piercing blue eyes.

“Izvinite, vy Illya Nickovitch Kuryakin?” (Excuse me, are you Illya Nickovitch Kuryakin)

“Da,” Illya replied, his suspicious nature kicking in. “Ya Illya Nickovitch.” (Yes, I’m Illya Nickovitch.)

“Nakonets-to!” the stranger exclaimed, with a relieved smile on his familiar face. “Ya Alexey Nickovitch Kuryakin. Ya tvoy brat.” (Finally! I’m Alexey Nickovitch Kuryakin. I’m your brother.)

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