Author's Note: Wow it's been almost a year since I posted Mighty Ducks story. Man I shouldn't take this long for that. Anyway this idea came to me months ago and I wanted to post it when the Winter Olympics started but things got in the way and I had to plan a lot of things out and the time flew. I know the Olympics are over but I wanted to post this, at least before winter ended. To those who read it, I thank you. Enjoy.
Chapter 1: The Big News
The sound of skates scraping against the ice echoed throughout the empty arena as the Ducks were currently having their team practice. No one spoke, except for the words of their team Captain, Wildwing, who would correct them if they made a mistake in their routine.
Nosedive was passed the puck by Mallory and the teen charged down the ice and neared the goal. The older Flashblade grinned underneath the mask as got ready to block his brother's shot. Nosedive shot the puck towards the net but Wildwing moved his leg to the side and blocked the shot.
"Got to do better than that baby bro!" Wildwing playfully joked as he passed the puck back into play.
The teen seemed to catch onto what his brother was hinting at and played along, "Just you wait bro, I'll really bring the fire!"
Off to the side Duke couldn't help but chuckle as he heard the teen, "You know what that means."
Mallory was the closes to him and grinned once she heard her one eyed teammate. "Yeah, we best get out of the way then."
They all watched as Grin passed the puck back to the young one and saw him speed down the ice. A few yards away from the goal Nosedive pulled the stick back and slapped the puck, sending it sailing across the ice at a high speed.
"Wildwing get down!" Canard called out from the sides, knowing what would happen if his best friend tried to block the shot.
Hearing this the team leader followed instincts and ducked down just as the puck went into the net and ripped right through it and collided against the wall and shattered the protected glass. Everything stopped as Nosedive winced at the sight of the damage he did.
"Whoa kid I think that was too much heat," Duke commented, shocked at what happened.
"Uh…sorry," was all he could say as everyone skated over to the damage window panel.
Wildwing go up and looked at the damages, shaking his head, "Phil's not going to like this."
"You know things like this tend to O..o..ocu…happen most of the time," Tanya spoke as they all skated around the team captain.
"Yeah, but remember what happened when the kid wrecked Wildwing protective padding on that one slap shot," Canard skated, stick resting on his shoulder. "He complained when he had to replace that, now think about what a glass panel would do to him?"
"One should not have material objects be the focus of one's life," Grin spoke in a calming voice.
"We'll worry about that after practice, for now lets continue. Duke switch out with Canard," Wildwing addressed as he skated back to the net. Duke then skated to the player box as Canard took his place. Everyone then skated back into formation as Nosedive dropped the puck onto the ice as their practice resumed.
Up in his office Phil and three other people looked down as they watched the ducks practice. The overweight manager grumbled as he saw what the teen did. "Man now I have to replace that, it's going to cost a lot to do that."
"Mr. Palmfeather," An older looking male, with white hair and black glasses spoke up. "Let's get back to the matter at hand here."
"Oh right," the manager then walked back to his desk and sat down in his chair. He was excited at what he was talking with these three people over, heck he even forgot about the mishap the teen caused. "So from what you saw, do you think they have a shot?"
A young looking redheaded female sat down in the provided seats Phil gave them. She didn't have a readable expression as she responded, "They're good, much better than we've ever seen. We would gladly like them to apart of the trials."
"Why not just bump them to the actual team?" Phil had to ask.
"Sorry," A middle aged male, with black hair responded. "It's regulations, every single candidate have to participate in the trials and pass if they want to make the team."
"And believe us when we say this," The one with white hair spoke. "It's rare when we decide to take on a whole team, but they're too good to pass up."
"If they're so good, then why not just put them on the team?" he tried to convice them, mainly to just save them the time.
"Like we said before it's just how things are. But if they're as good as we think they all will pass the trials."
"Still this is good," Phil leaned forward in his seat. "Is there anything else I should know about first before we can finalize this?"
"Well yes," the read head spoke. "We heard of the special…circumstances regarding them. But as the rules state they have to be citizens of country."
Phil then opened up a file cabinet next to his desk and looked through it, "Don't worry we wouldn't even be having this meeting if I didn't have that covered." Pulling out a few folders he placed them down in front of the three. They took the folders and opened them, and started to look through them. After a minute of looking a few eyes raised at the information inside. The manager of the ducks smiled as he sat back in his chair, silently cheering in his victory.
The older male closed one folder and looked at Phil, "We're going to need copies of these, that way we can have proof to show to our superiors."
"Ok, I'll make them and fax them out. Any other things to worry about?"
The middle aged man shook his head, "Nope, other than this you are all set. Just inform the team and if they accept then call back and we'll set up arrangements for them at the trials." All three representatives stood up as did Phil.
"Good meeting with you," the overweight manager shook hands with all three of them. This was easy part in Phil's mind, the hardest part now would be getting the team to agree with this.
Back on the ice practice had ended and the whole team skated back to the player box. Most of them were relieved they were finished since they had some things to do.
"Next time baby bro, a little less fire in that shot," Wildwing told his brother as they entered the player box.
"Hey you told me I had to do better, so I did, not my fault you can't take what I dish out," the teen chuckled.
"Still," Mallory turned and looked at the kid. "You should stay clear of...Phil." Just as she turned their manager stood in their path.
"Uh oh," Nosedive said as he saw the human.
"Boobies, do I have some news for you!" Phil spoke as he seemed to have a cheerful expression on his face.
"It wasn't my fault the net couldn't handle my shot," Nosedive defended himself, thinking this is where this was going.
"No, no not that, although I'll discuss the panel later," Phil cleared up before getting back to the topic at hand. "I have some great news for you all."
"We're not doing it Phil," Wildwing suddenly said. "It's bad enough you have us doing these publicity stunts, but I made this a day off from those." Everyone agreed with their team captian on that.
"No it's not a publicity stunt," Phil cleared up. "It's something much bigger and important."
"Can it wait till later, we just finished pratice and we want to relax," Canard spoke for everyone.
"Come on just hear this one out, it's going to be something you all won't regreat!" Phil tried to convince them.
Wildwing sighed as he kept hearing his manager's protest, there was no way Phil was going to leave them alone about this until he tells them more. "Fine, just let us change first."
"Thanks, i'll be waiting," Phil happily responded as the team passed him and headed into the locker room.
30 Minutes Later
"Winter what?" Wildwing asked in confusion. After getting changed Phil ushered them into the rec room where they all sat down to hear what their manager had to say. To say the least this was a surprising one.
"Winter Olympics," Phil spoke from where he stood. The whole team was gathered around the large circular table in the room. "It's a competition where athletes from all over the world compete in winter sports. And luckily you all been scouted out to compete for team USA in hockey."
Hearing that explanation caused some curiosity in the ducks, a competition like this was something that defiantly drawn their interest.
"And you want us to join in this?" Wildwing asked.
"Yes, you all don't know what a huge honor this is. Many athletes would kill just to make an appearance in these games."
Now their curiosity had been caught, a few of them more interested after hearing this. "If we're being offered a chance now, how come we never gotten a chance before?" Mallory asked, leaning forward in her seat.
"The Olympics is an event that is held every four years. There are two different types, the summer and winter games. But as I said you've been picked out as possible team members to play in hockey."
"Possible team members?" Nosedive questioned. "I thought you said it was our choice to join."
"Well there is something I left out," he responded, earning worried looks from the team. "All possible team members have to go through the trials, basically it's like a tryout but on a much bigger scale. Impress enough and you'll get picked for the team."
"So what you're saying is that there's a chance we all might not make it?" Wildwing questioned, no liking what he's hearing.
"Come on, I know you all will make it, you're best team out there. They have to be crazy not to accept you!"
"I don't know Phil, there's still a lot of things about this we don't know about," Wildwing leaned back in his seat, arms crossed. "I mean is this like a one or two day event or something?"
"No," he shook his head. "The winter olympics lasts eighteen days."
"That long?!" he responded in shock.
"Oh and I forgot to mention that this time around it's being held in Salt Lake City…Utah."
"Utah!?" Tanya was the first to say. "You want us to cross state lines in order to compete?"
"I don't know Phil, being in another state for over two weeks, you know we have a job to do," Wildwing folded his arms.
"Come on, you don't know what kind of an opportunity this would be, the first aliens out there competing for the US in the Olympics, you'd be making history."
"That's another thing," Duke then stated. "From what you say don't we have to be citizens of this country?"
"Don't worry, that was taken care of when you registered for the NHL. Remember all those papers and stuff you filled out?"
"Yeah," Wildwing responded for all of them.
"Those were paper to acquire citizenship in this country, I showed them to the committee and they accepted it."
"So was that the same thing you had me fill out after I came here?" Canard asked.
"Yes, and you're lucky it was approved in time or else you wouldn't have been eligible."
"I still don't know about this Phil," Wildwing voiced his concerns.
"Come on, just think about it," the manager pleaded.
The leader sighed as he leaned forward in his chair, "Sidebar?"
"Fine," Phil sighed as he moved a few more feet away.
All the ducks turned until they were all looking at one other, now discussing as a team. "What do you all think about this?"
"Bro, I think we should go for it," Nosedive spoke, with an excited tone. "I mean this sounds like something too good to pass up."
"But what about Dragaunus?" Mallory brought up. "What would happen if he were to attack if we're gone, we can't leave the city unprotected."
"Well things have been quiet for the last week," Tanya interjected. "Maybe this is a sign that nothing will go bad with our d-de-dep…leaving the city for a while."
"Come on guys, I'm with the kid here, we don't get nearly as good competition here, so why not try what the world has to offer, literally?" Duke agreed with the teen.
"But it's 18 days away, besides I know it sounds good but…" Wildwing spoke arms crossed and face had a look of uncertainty.
"Well I haven't been here that long," Canard spoke, leaning back in his seat. "So I'm not sure what to add in."
"We all have to decide what road in life to take," Grin started to talk in a cool voice, making everyone look in his direction. "The destination we want to go is up to us, the road taken has many surprises. We may never know what lies ahead if we don't take one."
Everyone is silent after hearing Grin's words, some of it made sense to them.
"Ok, why don't we vote? Who wants to do this?" Wildwing asked as he watched who's hand went up.
Of course Nosedive put his up, followed by Duke's. Surprisingly a few seconds later Canard's hand went up followed by Tanya's, then Grin's. Looking over the leader saw Mallory's hand wasn't up.
"Well Mal, you're the only one."
The redhead sighed as she responded, "Well…we could always have the Aerowing with us and come back in case something happens." After finishing her statement her hand then went up.
Wildwing nodded as he saw his team's decision, "Alright it's decided then. We're joining the Winter Olympics."
A/N: Hope you like, this story is going to be big. I've been thinking about this for a long while and I hope you all come to like it. It may take a while to finish this but i'm up to the challenge. Till next time.