Author's Note: This is my first chapter story for the Mighty Ducks, so i hope im doing it good. I'm still new to the series so I may have not gotten everything right. And if it feels like things are rushed it's because i'm still new to this and hope to get better soon. Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Accusation

A loud crash rang throughout the whole building, followed by the blaring sound of the alarm. Duke groaned as he finally came to his senses, only for pain to shoot through his whole body. He cringed as he searched for the source. It was then that he realized that the chandelier was on top of him, pinning him to the ground. Mustering whatever strength he had left he desperately tried to pull himself free but to no avail. His arms gave out as his upper body hit the floor. He tried again, using everything he got but nothing budged. He sighed in defeat as he realized it was hopeless, 'It's no use' He thought.

The cops would be there any second and he couldn't escape. His vision then started to darken as he was slipping from Consciousness, due to the pain coursing through his body. He fought it the best he could but he knew he was losing that battle. Just then he spotted someone at the entrance and it stated making its way towards him. Before he could see who it was he passed out.

A few days earlier

Duke silently crept his way into the Pond, trying his best not to make any noise. It was past midnight and he just returned from one of his late night excursions. He made his way to the Rec room and continued walking to the door that would lead him to the rooms, but jumped as a voice called out, "Took you long enough."

The lights in the room turned on, nearly blinding Duke due to the brightness. Once his eye adjusted he looked over and saw Mallory by the switch, "Mallory don't do that!"

"Sorry it's just that when everyone went to bed I noticed that you weren't here," She responded, arms folded.

"So what is it a crime to be out late at night?"

"No it's just that I remembered that you've been coming back late for the past few days now," She explained as she walked towards him. "What were you doing?"

Duke sighed as a feeling of Déjà vu overcame him, "Come on sweetheart I thought the accident with Falcone was enough to prove that I went straight, come on don't give me that look."

"I was just asking out of curiosity, why don't you open up more?"

"Look you have your secrets," He started as he walked passed her and stopped in front of the door. "And I have my own, let's keep it at that."

"I tend to worry about the secrets you keep," She responded, making Duke stop in his tracks.

He turned his head to her as he gave her an accusing look, "You still don't trust me don't you?"

"I never said that."

"You didn't need to," He said as he looked at her for a few seconds. "I see."

That was all he said as he started to walk off again. "Hey I didn't say anything!"

"You didn't have to," he said flatly, leaving Mallory alone.

A minute later Duke entered his room with a yawn and walked over to his bed. Sitting down on the mattress he rested his head in his palms, trying his best to get over the little confrontation he had a minute ago. "I can't believe she still doesn't trust me," He thought. Sighing he reached and took his saber off and placed it on the end table. Without changing he laid down and fell asleep.


Duke moved around the icy terrain of Puck world, looking for a place of sanctuary for the night. The young duck has had some bad times for a few months as of late. His parents were dead which made him decide to run off and live on his own, but it left him without a place to go. Not having any money but the clothes on his back, which were tearing a bit. Getting by everyday was getting harder every single day, but he kept going. He wrapped his arms around him and rubbing his arms just to keep himself warm. "I don't know how long I can keep going like this…But I can't stop now." He thought to himself as he stopped and leaned on a store window.

On the inside was an array display of fine jewels, all shinning from the moonlight. 'Man those things could fetch a hefty price…if sold to the right person. But if only I could get my hands on jewels like those but…' he stopped thinking as something new came into his mind. Something that was illegal and would get himself thrown in jail if he got caught. Sighing to himself he made up his mind, "I have to do what I can to survive," he said to himself

Looking around he made sure that no one was around, then walked back around the shop and started looking for something. He picked up a large rock and walked it back to the front window. Throwing it at the glass it shattered into pieces, he didn't have time to hesitate as an alarm immediately sounded. He grabbed whatever he could that was in reach and hightailed it out of there before he was caught. He ran for a long time, he didn't know how long but he kept going as fast as he could till he ran out of steam. Stopping in an alley he rested his back against the wall and slid to the ground, panting as he tried to get his breathing under control. Once he was sure he was ok he looked at the loot in his lap.

The jewels shined in the little light that was produce. He smiled at what he saw, knowing what he did but didn't worry about it at all. Putting the items in his pockets he stood back up, dusting himself off and then started walking again, he wouldn't have trouble living after all.


Duke eye opened as the dream ended, sitting up he started to think more about it. His first theft, it was a petty way of stealing but it was his first time stealing something, so he couldn't complain. He may have not got that many jewels but it was enough to get him by for the next month. He admitted that it was not the way of life he planned to live but it got him by. And when he needed more money to live off of he did it again, but that time he was more creative when it came to swiping the jewels. He kept at it and got better after each theft, till he was the duck he was today. Pushing the memory back he looked at his clock and saw it was past eight. Sighing he got up from bed to take shower, after that he walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen.

When he entered he found everyone else was inside, Nosedive, Tanya and Grin were at the table eating cereal. Wildwing and Mallory were leaning on the counter, Wildwing with a mug in hand and Mallory waiting next to the toaster. Making his presents known he walked in and headed for the cabinet and pulled out a mug of his own and then poured himself some coffee. He could feel eyes staring at him, from behind his back, and knew who it was. Turning he remained silent, ignoring the stare he was receiving. Wildwing saw Mallory's gaze on Duke and knew that the older mallard could sense it; a small tension could be felt between the two. "Ok what's going on?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You and Duke," He responded, getting the other's attention also. "There's obviously something going on between the two of you."

"It's nothing Wildwing," Duke responded, taking a sip of his coffee, "Just a small encounter last night, nothing big."

"If you can call that nothing big," Mallory fired back.

"What happened?"

They didn't get that chance to say anything as Phil came into the room with a panicked look on his face, "It's happening again!"

"Not now Phil."

"But you all have to see this!" He responded as he tossed the morning's newspaper on the table. They all looked headline and were shocked at what was printed on it.

Mighty Ducks suspects for local thefts

A/N: Hope you like, i hope this was good for you, and if i made mistakes please bear with me. I'll try my best to get my chapters up.