I have recently been reading old Mighty Ducks stories and had an idea come to my head….this will deal with some darker themes, as for right now it's just violence. So if that bothers you, this is your warning

I look back on the last few years of my life and just think wow! The day I heard I was recruited for Team USA, I never would have imagined my life going here. I don't mean in a bad way, not completely. Life has been a crazy ride, and I've usually gotten through it, but right now I'm not so sure how to handle what just happened. I'm getting a little ahead of myself; My name is Dean Portman, let me start at the beginning.

So we win the Junior Goodwill Games, and all got scholarships to Eden Hall Academy. My decision to not join my team mates at the beginning will haunt me forever. I was being a baby, pissed off that Bombay would just dump us in some preppy ass school and not even stay as our coach. Not a day goes by that I don't feel awful for leaving them high and dry. My best friend, despite my last minute idiocy, never got mad at me. Fulton kept me up to date on what was going on with the ducks.

Fulton also kept me up to date on Julie. Ah Julie, she was something. I know she was truly hurt that I stayed behind. We had a different kind of connection. We had a "thing" during the games. I had honestly never felt about any girl the way I felt about her. So when Fulton told me about goalie boy Scooter trying to move in on her, I was pissed! I mean no one makes a move on my girl! It took a visit from Bombay telling me that they were in danger of losing their scholarships to get me to act on my scholarship. One of the best decisions I've ever made in my life.

Everyone was really happy to see me and welcomed me with open arms. Well everyone except Julie. I had to watch goalie boy kiss her after the JV Varsity showdown. Over time she forgave me and we got back to being friends. And she continued to date Scooter for another 5 months. Julie broke things off with him when she and I could no longer put our feelings for each other on the back burner. To say that Scooter was upset was an understatement. He was downright pissed the fuck off! He sort of stalked Julie for a while. Sending letters to her dorm, phone call all the time, and sending her random gifts. Nothing horrible but he was just incredibly annoying. I finally had to put my foot down and had a talk with him. He took one swing at me and got a broken nose out of it. Needless to say, he stopped bothering Julie after that.

Julie and I quickly became serious; it was time to meet the folks. I took her home with me for a weekend. My family was in love. I think my mom was even trying to get Julie into a wedding dress. Dad loved talking hockey with her, more like debating hockey. Julie could definitely hold her own with my dad. My younger brother Dylan was glued to her. Julie found this cute. I found him to be an annoying little pest. I mean I take MY girlfriend home and my little brother hogs her all weekend. Fantastic! After the weekend I was pretty sure they loved Julie more than they loved me. But it's cool. I knew they would.

Meeting Julie's family was another story. They hated me. It was the weekend from HELL! Her parents were already angry with her for breaking up with Scooter, and then to bring me home apparently was like a mortal sin to them. They made us sleep in separate rooms. This did not make either one of us happy. Ever since we decided to just be together, one of us always slept in the other's room. It was about 2:30 in the morning when she burst through the door to the guest room, crying her eyes out, and throwing my stuff into my bags.

"Baby, what's going on? What happened?" I got out of the bed and walked over to her. Her hands were shaking as she kept on packing my bags.

"We are leaving. Now." That's all she said to me. I didn't question her. I just helped her finish what she was doing and noticed her bags all ready to go on the floor.

As I followed her out of the house I saw her parents standing there, "You're making a huge mistake Julie." Her mother said. Julie didn't stop or turn around. It wasn't till we were sitting on the bus back to Minnesota that Jules finally told me what happened. Her parents did not approve of me and forbid her to see me. My baby didn't appreciate being told who she can and cannot date, so she chose me over her parents, who disowned her after that. Julie hasn't looked back since.

My family, being the wonderful people they are, let Julie come live with us when school was out of session. After graduation we went back to Chicago for the summer, but just couldn't find it in us to stay away from Minnesota. So when we were offered hockey scholarships to the University of Minnesota, we didn't have to think twice. I proposed the middle of our senior year and we got married after graduation.

I took a job as a manager of a construction company and Julie started her own class for training goalies. My parents helped us with a down payment on a small house. All of the Ducks helped us move in. Life was great for us. Then just recently we had been getting phone calls where the person on the other line hangs up as soon as you say hello. I guess I didn't think much of it. I mean there were a bunch of kids in our neighborhood maybe they just thought they were being funny. Something about the phone calls made Julie nervous though. Now my wife wasn't scared of basically anything so to see her get nervous about some prank phone call, well that made me nervous.

But absolutely nothing could prepare me for what I came home to a month ago.