All righty then, so this is my first fanfic on one of my all-time favorite movies. It takes place during D2 and if you guys like this one, I've got another one coming on D3. I've changed the story a bit, took some stuff out, changed stuff around, all that jazz. It centers around Adam and Julie so don't be surprised if there's little mention of the other Ducks, and its written in third-person Adam's POV. So hope you enjoy this story and tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing...Disney owns the Ducks and all of the characters.

Pairing: Adam/Julie

Chapter 1

Prologue to a Miracle

Adam Banks skated idly in circles in the driveway of his house, gloves on his hands, grasping a worn hockey stick. He was a Duck. For the first time in a five months since he was pulled from the Hawks, he felt like he truly was one of them. He rubbed the slight bump on his head, the only reminder of the vicious check McGill had given him the day of the Peewee championships.

Don't forget what side you're on.

Adam remembered the words Jesse spoke to him before stepping on the ice, but he didn't need reminding. Adam Banks was a Duck, and Ducks fly together. That game, he played for the Ducks. That check he took was for the Ducks; the goal he scored was for the Ducks.

Adam corralled the puck and headed down the ice. Smoothly yet frantically, he made his way toward the Hawk goal. Focused only on the task at hand, Adam was vaguely aware of the scratch of skates pursuing him. Ten feet from the goal, Adam felt an elbow thrown into his back. Careening forward, Adam desperately flicked his wrist, sending the puck towards the goal. His head connected with the post, and fighting to stay conscious, he fleetingly wondered if the puck went in before succumbing to the darkness.

Adam shook his head, disgusted at the lengths Jack Riley took to win. He thought McGill was his friend, but none of the Hawks had come to the hospital when he was injured. The Ducks, on the other hand, had come by every day with Jesse and Charlie checking in hourly to hang out. It had took him awhile to realize who his true friends were, but after the Peewee Chmpionships, Adam's heart and loyalty was to the Ducks.

Finished with his pity trip, Adam dug out a puck from the front pocket of his shorts and dropped it on the cement. He imagined a goalie manning the pipes and maneuvered around his driveway, deking and shooting, while absently providing commentary.

"Between his legs, past the goalie, SCORES!" Adam raised his hands in triumph, acknowledging the admiration of the "crowd." A loud quack interrupted his moment of glory. Turning around, Adam was surprised to see the faces of the other Ducks grinning as they watched his performance.

"Hey, Cake-Eater, you wanna play some real hockey?" Adam smiled as he saw the grin on Jesse's face.

Adam dropped his stick and went to join his friends. "Yeah!" As they skated away, Adam looked at his teammates and smiled inwardly. The Ducks were back in business.

So that's the first chapter. Hope you like it. Reviews please. I'm kind of discouraging flames only because I'd appreciate something constructive, but, hey, if its that bad, by all means. Uh, keep it at a minimum though. I don't think my ego could take that much abuse. Thanks!

Roxie.