How Adam Found Out
Disclaimer: If I owned the Mighty Ducks, why would I write stories about them instead of hanging out with them? So, I OWN NOTHING!!
Summary: In D3, the Ducks were not really speaking to Adam, but Adam was at Han's funeral, so how did he find out? Who broke the news to Adam about the fallen honorary duck?
Authors Notes: Ok, my first Mighty Ducks story, so please review!!!
How Adam Found OutI am out there by myself. I look over at the team. Charlie nods with a small smile on his face. He has confidence in me. Ms. McKay had the same look on her face. Finally I look at Coach. The look in his eyes I can read perfectly, he's counting on me, only because he knows I can do it, but he wont be mad if I miss. 'Just breath Adam. Just breath, I can do this.' I skate towards the goal, the goalie is watching my every move. I am getting closer, the goalie thinks I am going to shoot, but I don't until a half a second later and the puck----
"BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ—" Smack!
Adam hit his alarm clock to shut it up, and slowly got up. The visions of the dream still with him. 'They all trusted and believed in me then, why do they think I have turned on them?' Adam's thoughts had been distracting him ever since Connie had told him that he mad Varsity. 'They don't want to be around me any more. I understand, I have been through all of this stuff before. They don't trust me anymore.' Adam had been depressed ever since then. When the Ducks pushed him away, thinking him a traitor.
Adam walked down the hallways, on his way to get some breakfast. He knew something was wrong the second he stepped in. It was quieter than it usually was. He looked over and saw all the Ducks with downcast expressions, and a few with tears in their eyes. Fulton saw him, and motioned him over to their table.
"What wrong?" He asked. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to know. Everyone was sad. Even Averman wasn't making his usual annoying remarks. Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
"Adam," Guy began. He could tell that Guy had no idea how to say what he had to. Connie was crying quietly beside him.
"What's happened guys?" Adam questioned again. 'Charlie isn't here. Did something happen to him? He may not have been a real good friend to me lately, but if something happened to him-' Adam stopped his thoughts right there, not wanting to go on with those pactaricular thoughts.
"Its Hans" Fulton finally said. "He died last night." Fulton had never been one to cry, but the look in his eyes, Adam could tell he was holding himself back for the sake of the group.
Adam felt like he got hit by a train. He couldn't believe it. 'I wont believe it. Hans can't die. He's too important to us. He is just as much a Duck as the rest of us.' Adam just stared at the table as Connie put a hand on his shoulder, he hugged her back, then all around the table, everybody was in an embrace, they did not all cry, but the hurt was there.
One of their own had fallen. Never to return.
Varsity was watching this from their own table. Even the cold hearted Cole and Riley did not laugh at the Ducks, just started curiously. Not sure of what had happened, but knew it was bad.
"Anyone know what happened?" Riley asked his team.
"I heard someone say as I was walking by, that someone died. They said it was a Duck, not Conway, but another Duck" Scooter replied.
"We'll leave them alone for today, but we better make sure Banksie is focused. He is still on our team. He is a Warrior now, not some Duck." Riley said.
The bell rang for them to get to class. The Ducks looked at each other. They did not want to go, but they had to. Slowly, they broke away, and left to their classes.
"Hey Banks" Russ said as Adam started to walk away. Adam turned around, and looked at his ex-teammate and ex-friend. "Don't make yourself a stranger, weather you like it or not, your still a Duck in at least some of our books." Adam nodded, with a small smile on his face. He started walking to his class, 'Hans, I will miss you.'
Later that week, they all attended his funeral, even Bombay showed up.
After that day, things didn't seem too bad. 'Maybe things will finally go back to normal. Or as normal as things get with the Ducks. My friends.'
After that, you know the rest.