Summary: Fulton has a sister who is one of the best defense players, hockey players, and can fit in with the guys. What will happen when Fulton and the Ducks run into her twelve years after Team USA?
Chapter 1.
Fulton's POVWe have been a team for the past 12 years and going on with life together. We always thought we'd be together but even with the Duncan siblings, the Hall brothers, Karp, and Peter gone we still felt like family. We knew we would meet up with them sometime in the future. One thing we didn't expect was our bash sister, Tiffany Reed, (my sister) leaving with my mom. Our parents divorced when I was five and Tiffany was four. My mom took Tiffany while our dad kept me. We still stayed in touch during early school years, but when she was 10 years old mom finally let her come to the same school with me. From that point on she was on the team of the Ducks. That was almost 12 years ago. The Ducks and I have graduated college ready for the pro leagues or what ever our future holds for us.
"Earth to Fulton. Bro were are you?" asked Portman.
"What?"
"Man are you ok? You seem so out of it. The scouts are offering all of the Ducks spots on different teams or maybe our own team."
"When did they come up with the idea of us making our own team?"
"When I said we didn't want to split up." Said Charlie coming up.
The rest of the Ducks came from behind him and nodded their heads in agreement. Tomorrow was our graduation from Boston University and the future for the Ducks' pro team.
Portman's POV
I've never seen Fulton so out of it. I mean it could just be him getting nervous about graduation and our new team but that never stopped him. It could just be me but he was just acting so weird it made me uncomfortable.
"Who's ready to party?" I shouted.
"We are!" the Ducks chanted back.
We got into about four cabs ready to go downtown to have a great time. When we got in everyone was rushing to get some drinks before hitting the dance floor. We didn't leave until one thirty. All of us were drunker then drunk but we were having fun.
Fulton's POV
I woke up the next morning with the most awful headache. I walk to the bathroom in a daze to get some Advil before lying back down. I knew our graduation was that day but in wasn't until three since the football league was playing for the championship. I could see Portman was still asleep with the covers twisted here and there. I laid back down on my pillow, but I looked over to my right at my bedside table at a picture of my sister Tiffany and I laughing while playing street hockey with the Ducks. Even though I never really got to talk to Tiffany much outside of school we were still very close. One very familiar memory I have is when we were gathering the Ducks before becoming Team USA.
Flashback
"Fulton why are you dragging me out here in this preppie neighborhood?"
"Because of that." He nodded his head in the direction of the Ducks coming ever so closer and the Hawks' players planning something devious.
Tiffany looked in the direction of the Hawks and frowned at their stupidity. She looked at Fulton who had the same look on his face and they both roller bladed off in their direction quietly. They hid behind some boats ready for were they expecting the Ducks to fall. The Ducks were getting very close before Fulton stood up and crossed his arms,
"They won't know what hit um." Said Fulton in a deep voice.
"I know." Said one of the Hawks players, laughing deviously. "Who said that?" he asked.
"Hi guys."
The Hawks players looked up at Fulton and Tiffany who had devious looks. Fulton started to grab for them while Tiffany cut the wire to tie them with. While Tiffany held their shirts she said,
"Awww, poor Hawks can't come and kill us Ducks. How does it feel to be beat by the Ducks once again?"
"Let us go." They started to scream.
Tiffany tossed up their shirts and skated off to Connie laughing with Fulton behind.
End of Flashback
Fulton looked at his clock that read 12:30. He got up very slowly heading to the bathroom to take a shower. He looked over at Portman who was still asleep snoring loudly.
Tiffany's POV
At the end of Team USA, my mom, step-dad and I left to Florida were she got a promotion. Even though I got a scholarship for a preppie school called Eden Hall Academy, I when to a private school where I made a boy's hockey team with no problems. I was beginning to become very popular around but kept it to a minimal. After high school I went to a college in Miami with a scholarship to play hockey. The one thing that surprised a lot of my teachers was how smart I was. I was so smart they had me jump one grade level so I started out as a sophomore my first year. My art of playing had got better too but I lost the names, The Reed Twin and Bash Sister. Now my name was Checker. A lot of the people in the school even the teachers called me that because I could check boys probably two times my weight into the wall without bouncing off them. My frame wasn't that big to be a defenseman but I pulled it off as best as I could. Now that I graduated yesterday the scouts have offered me spots either on a new Minnesota team, a Colorado team, or the Miami team.
"Sticks what team should I play on?" I asked my friend. His real name was William, but everyone called him sticks because of his fast movement with a hockey stick.
"Which team do you like?"
"I don't know. They're offering the same things. I guess I'll stay here and play for a couple of years."
Sticks nodded his head before throwing me a hockey stick so we could go play on the ice. Sticks and I have always been friends even when I came to play. He's the captain of the team and has won over six championships in his lifetime. People on the team thought we liked each other a lot but they are completely wrong. Sticks knew I was unhappy about being in Miami away from the Ducks but he tried his hardest to introduce all the positive things of the team.
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