Alexei Dragunov
As Elena's cries grew more distant, Alexei wondered if the distance was actually shortening or not. The whole view around him seemed to warp into something else, like a bad sci fi movie. What was stranger though, was the form the whole surroundings around him seem to be taking. It slowly started resembling like a crypt as he continued his chase for the attackers.
Eerily resembling the one back in Tokyo where his father rests. Alexei felt a knot forming in his stomach as inexplicable events were happening. It was as if he was inside his own mind or his sister's as both of them quiet similar memories of the place. But the whole scenario was a bit weird, the crypts weren't clean and well organised and a strange black grime stuck at most of the epitaphs. There also seem to be minor rodents running around in darkness as he moved deeper, no one approached him with malice like the kidnappers but they always remained on the fringe of his peripheral vision.
Then, in a distance he saw a figure or rather a Doppelganger. He looked starkingly like Alexei or rather he was Alexei. Dressed in a full sleeved shirt and warm trousers he stood near a grave that resembled the one of his father as he had a strange expression on his face. Alexei stopped before him and questioned "Who are you?"
"Are you always so obvious?" he quipped back, his tone much sharper and high pitched.
"Quit joking around, who are you?" he continued.
"Man! you really are a musclehead aren't you? I am you, of course?" the figure said with a shrug.
"What Nonsense, how can this be? What is this place." he inquired further, taking no offense of the way the figure talked.
"This is your reality and I am the real you. You faker." The figure seemed to get angry all of a sudden. All Alexei could do was get taken aback as the figure began his tirade.
"Always burdened with taking care of that entitled slut, strutting around carefree while I work myself to the bone. What right to they have to entitlement when I who is worthy get nothing and that weakling who has been nothing but a constant strain on finances. Why doesn't she kill herself already if she can't come over the loss of this good for nothing." he said kicking the stone of the grave.
Alexei just flipped a switch as he went for a tackle. Taking him down, the figure did nothing but give a chilling laugh.
"Oh so Mr.Good is scared that his true feelings have come to light." he said as he gave him a snide grin. Alexei just punched his face in reply.
"I have never felt that way, I am just doing my duty." he said, a little winded from all that chase.
"Is that so? Still paying the model son and brother. Quit the act, will you? you can't fool me. I am the real you, that suppressed desire that you have, to get rid of your responsibilities and finally be able to relax and live a life you desire. This is all rather convenient, isn't it. With your sister out of the way, your life can be simpler. Now, only if the old hag can bite the bullet." he mocked.
"Watch. Your. Mouth. Asshole!" Alexei growled as he rained punches, his rage certainly getting the better of him, a bit. But it seemed that the other Alexei was perhaps tougher than the real one as he did nothing but laugh eerily while being punched.
"You are not me!!!" Alexei shouted for perhaps only the second time in his life, he couldn't remember the first time. Just then it seemed that gravity had been reversed as he was thrown flying from his position above his doppelganger. It's shaped begin to change as some others came into view, he wondered if they were more accomplices,but he'll deal with them later after he was done with this schmuck. Alexei landed on a crypt a bit heavily. The figure before him continued its unsettling laughter as it turned into something grotesque. He was a bit relieved to know that that wasn't truly his self as he held his head to shake out the shock of the landing.