Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Mighty Ducks, Disney does. Everybody knows that. I'm just borrowing them, ok? So don't go getting mad and trying to sue me, because you won't get much from me, I can tell you that right now. Be a big waste of time really. (Oh man, I sound like some telemarketing machine, don't I?)

Author's Note: This is my first Mighty Ducks fanfiction, so please be gentle. But I DO want some kind of feedback, so send me some reviews. They are read and appreciated you know. Anyway, I hope you like my story...

Chapter 2-A Startling Discovery

"Well, it's dark, probably late at night, like around midnight or something. I remember waking up in this really strange room. Most of everything I could see was blurry. Anyway, out of nowhere, this white figure reaches over the bars surrounding me, picks me up, and brings me through the door. He sets me down on my back and then leaves. I hear some kind of rustling, and as hard as I try, I just can't get up to see what he's doing. Just then, he comes back in a second, picks me up once more, and sits me down on some kind of a sled, I think. By now, I realize, we're at the top of the stairs. I then hear him say behind me, "Ok, Dive, just hang on a sec and then we'll be off." I feel his hand slip off of me and then..."

At this moment, Nosedive paused. He stared down at the table. Suddenly, its grey color fascinated him. It was as if he was trying to find the right words to say.

"Go ahead, kid. Finish you're story," said Duke.

"Ok," sighed Dive.

No one seemed to notice Wildwing, who was staring dead ahead at his sibling, almost in a kind of trance, as Dive started his story once again.

"And then, I started to slide forward, down the stairs really fast. The ride's bumpy, and I hear the figure screaming my name from the top of the stairs, as I fly down the staircase. All of a sudden, as soon as the wild ride started, it comes to a crashing end, as the tip of the sled dips down and I feel myself being flung through the air, straight at the front door. Then, as my body gets slammed into the door, I feel a sharp pain come ripping into my head. The last thing I see, is the world slowly going dark around me, as the terrible pain takes hold of me."

The kitchen suddenly became quiet.

"Watcha stop for?" Duke asked.

"Yeah, this story was just getting' good," remarked Mal-Mal.

"Because that's it," said Nosedive, "The dream ends there."

"Oh."

Tanya decided to pipe up. "So do you have any idea where you could have gotten this dream from? I mean, it's not like some long forgotten or suppressed memory or anything, right?"

"Not that I know of. I don't think I can ever remember anything like what was in my dream happening to me."

"I can."

At these words, everyone turned and stared at Wildwing. During Dive's entire recollection of the dream, Wing had remained solemn and silent.

"What do you mean, you can?" asked Duke.

"Bro, you don't seriously think that something like this actually happened, do you?" asked Dive, "How would you know, anyway?"

"I know because..." Wildwing took a deep breath. "Because I'm the one that caused it," he said.

Author's Note: Oooh, so the truth comes out. But, what secrets is Wildwing going to reveal in the next chapter?