Disclaimer: I have never owned the Mighty Ducks. I am only borrowing these wonderful characters. Disney owns the copyrights to them.

Author's Note: Hey everyone. I am so sorry for making all of my fans and to all of those people who wrote all of those wonderful reviews for making them wait absolutely forever for me to finish this story. I am afraid I suffered from a severe case of writer's block. I honestly had no idea how to end this story. And then once school started back up, I got caught up in homework, papers, projects, and extracurricular activities, and had no time to write or type much of anything else. But one day during winter break, I had an epiphany-I knew exactly what I wanted to do with this long delayed story. So I quickly grabbed a pen and paper and began to write. I am happy to say that I have provided the entire ending-I stayed up 3 hours to get it done, but it's done. I promise that in the future, I shall never let a story of mine go unfinished for so long. I know what it is like to wait for a story you really get into to be concluded. All right, enough with my prolonged stalling. On with the story! And as always, GOD BLESS! 

Chapter 5-Trek across a Frozen Lake

At first, the going was long and slow. Though the three ducks moved as quickly as they could on the ice, they were careful not to go too fast, to avoid slipping on the frozen lake. Canard led the way with his flashlight. Wildwing was a couple of steps behind him, while Nosedive brought up the rear. No one spoke, for fear of making too much noise.

For Nosedive, the sheer amount of quiet was somewhat overwhelming. He just wasn't used to such a lack of sound. He grasped the once lost puck in one hand, while clinging desperately to his brother's shirt with the other.

"Nosedive, would you stop holding on to me so tightly," whispered Wildwing.

"Oh, sorry Wing," squeaked Dive.

"Quiet you two," snapped Canard, as softly as he could.

The silent walking continued.

Nosedive stared wildly around him. Everywhere, the cave ended in total darkness. Shadows became monsters with huge claws and sharp teeth and reflections off the ice became glowing eyes that followed him as he moved. Dive, though getting more and more paranoid by the minute, tried to calm himself down. 'It's ok, Dive,' he thought, 'There's nothing there except ice. Nothing down here is alive except us. Nothing can possibly hurt me as long as Wing and Canard are here. So what could go wrong?'

By now, the trio had made it three quarters of the way across the frozen lake.

"Hey guys, I think we're going to make it," whispered Canard.

"Great," said Wildwing. The light that they had seen from the other side of the lake was becoming stronger now.

Nosedive's heart about burst. It wasn't until he believed that they were almost home, that he started to realize how hungry he had become. 'We're finally going to get out of here,' he continued to think, 'We're all going to go home and get out of the cold and have dinner and be warm and snug and safe…' Lost in his fantasies about the future, Dive hadn't noticed the slight tingling in his beak. 'Mom and dad are going to be so happy to see us, and I'll get lots of hugs and kisses…' The tingling was growing by the minute. 'And we will never have to worry about falling into an ice cave again.' By now, the tingling had reached its maximum. Before Nosedive knew what was happening, he was starting to sneeze. "Ah, ah, ah…"

Canard's stomach did a flip as he heard Dive's sneeze coming on. Whirling around, he whispered as loudly as he dared, "No Nosedive! Don't!"

But it was too late. "Ah, ah-CHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The sneeze bounce off the walls and echoed all around, until it died into the cave's darkness. All three ducks shot a glance up to the ceiling, staring with eyes wide open and mouths full of horror. The stalactites hadn't moved.

"Whew. Well that was a close one," said Wing, breathing out a sigh of relief.

Canard relaxed. "Yeah, a little too close. For a minute there, I thought one of those things might-"

And then it happened. One of the stalactites broke free and came crashing down right on top of the trio of birds. The ducks had to dive out of the way.

Near petrified, Canard peered around the huge icicle. "W, w, wow. Is, is everyone still here?"

Wing and Dive peaked out from the other side. "Yeah, me an' Dive are ok. You?"

"I'm fine. Just think I had a bit of a heart attack there."

"I know what you mean," agreed Wing.

Just then, they heard more cracking above them. Canard once more gazed up at the roof in terror, with eyes bulging."But, I think we'd better start RUNNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" With that, a second stalactite broke off and started its long fall down, followed by another and another. The three took off at break neck speed, or as fast as they could manage on frozen water.

More and more giant icicles came spiraling down from the darkness above. It was like the whole roof was caving in on them. Canard, Wildwing, and Nosedive constantly had to sprint and jump this way and that to avoid being crushed by stalactite after stalactite.

Because Dive's legs were shorter than Canard's and Wing's, he was having a hard time keeping up. "Wing! Canard! Slow down! Wait for me!" But the deafening sound of crashing icicles was drowning outhis tiny voice and the older mallards couldn't hear him. They were too busy running for their lives to notice that the distance between them and Dive was growing.

Just then, one the largest stalactites in the cave fell right in front of Dive, cutting off his view of his brother and Canard. A giant crack in the ice began to form, splitting the entire lake in half. As Nosedive turned to try and back up so he could jump the currently small gap, another stalactite dropped in front of him. The force sent him falling back as a second crack broke through the lake. More and more icicles poured down, completely breaking up the ice in between the two cracks. Dive ran from corner to corner, searching for a way out, only to be stopped in his tracks by another falling hazard. Before Dive knew it, he was floating on one solitary piece of ice, no bigger than his parents' king size bed. He was trapped. Panicking, he did the only thing he could think of-he cried out his brother's name, "Wildwing!!!!!!"

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Author's Note: I hope this chapter has been as good as the last ones. Sorry if it's a little too short. I'm still getting used to writing long chapters. But anyway, keep reading. There's still more!