Disclaimer... None of the characters from Mighty Ducks belong to me, I'm not getting paid for this story in any way. I own the story and all the events in this come from my own mind and not likely to happen in any way.
Prologue... Gunnar Stahl.
It was the final of the Goodwill Games, I was last up to shoot and everyone was counting on me. I looked towards the goal to see the goalie I had previously teased about being a woman doing a man's job, this would be easy. I started towards the goal and used my signature move, it had never failed me before. I fired the puck towards the goal, the silence echoed around the arena. Gaffney stood up and I just stared at her as she dropped the puck to the ice, she had stopped my shot. Gaffney took her helmet off and skated over, 'Nice try,' she said. I looked over as she skated to her team and then down to the ice, the disappointment evident on my face, I had lost it for everyone.
I shook my head to try and rid my mind of those memories from ten years ago, Stansson still blamed me, I was playing for a different team now but we were having problems and the press had chosen to bring up me missing my shot. My team didn't want me any more, said I was bad luck and they had no choice but to remove the source of that bad luck, that one missed shot still haunts me. I needed out of this place, I needed a break.
