Everything in this story created by Disney is property of Disney. To Seek A Dream Chapter One "Score!" shoted the announcer to the crowd as Nosedive slammed the puck into the net. It was another night in Anahiem. Another game won. Another battle brewing in the distant but close future. The ducks celebrated their win with the usual cheering. Almost. Wildwing was unusually quiet this night. Nosedive ran around the lockerroom whooping and hollering like he had won his first game. Wing smiled calmly. He stepped forward to catch his enthusiastic brother when Mal tripped him. "You played good tonight." Wildwing said helping Nosedive to his feet. Nosedive looked at Wing and smiled. He had known Wildwing all his life and still he loved to hear his brother compliment him. Not that he had a big head. He just loved making his brother proud. Something that was hard to do. It had become especially hard lately. Nosedive brushed off the notion that Wing was worried about something. The Ducks left their lockerroom and headed to their kitchen to celebrate. Except for Wildwing. He had noticed a teenage girl watching them from the door. Wildwing hid behind the lockers and quietly watched her. She was petite with long red hair. What Wing noticed first was her bright green eyes. They were sad. As if someone had died taking part of her soul with them. She came in the room and looked about for something or someone. Her eyes came to rest on Wildwing's hiding place. Just then Nosedive came out of the elevator tube. Obviously looking for Wildwing. Startled the girl ran for the door. While Nosedive had distracted her Wildwing had gone around the lockers and blocked the door. The girl ran straight into him and fell backwards to the floor. Wildwing was now in his battlegear. The girl gawked in awe at Wildwing. She was amazed at fearsome he looked with the mask. Nosedive stood at the door puzzled. He gave Wing a questioning look. Wing looked at his brother and back at the girl. "May I help you Miss?" he said offering her his hand to help her up. She hesitantly took his hand. When she let go she had left a silver pendant in his hand. She smiled knowingly and sped out of the room. Wildwing and Nosedive went to the kitchen to relate this strange event to their teamates. "Strange." said Duke who examined the pendant. Being the best jewel theif Puckworld ever knew he had gained a great storehouse of knowledge about jewelry. He could tell you where it's from, it's market value, it's past, and other various odd things. "One thing's for sure. It's not a human design." he said at long last. "What do you mean?" Tanya asked. "Well, first of all, it's not silver. I've only seen this kind of jewelry once before." "How much do you know about it?" Wildwing asked in his usual impatience. "Everything." Duke said with a smile. A smile that told everyone that he had a secret to tell. "It's a long story though." Duke said, "I'll let you get some sleep first and tell ya in the morning." Duke walked up to Wildwing and placed the pendant around his neck. "Sweet dreams great leader." Duke said. Wildwing heard something is Duke's voice that said 'don't take it off and guard it carefully'. Strangely Duke had never called Wildwing 'great leader' before. Something was up and Wing wasn't sure he wanted to know what. Wildwing went to bed. He had no trouble going to sleep. Usually games kept him wired for hours. Not tonight though. Wildwing looked about him and saw he was not in his bed, not in his room.He was some place he did not know. A forest enchanted in ways he did not know. He heard a giggle and saw a pair of green eyes watching him from the bushes. He tried to call out but he couldn't. Out from the bushes stepped the girl who had given him the pendant. Wing looked and saw that he still had it. --Don't take it off-- the girl said as if she had read his mind. Wildwing tried to speak but he couldn't. --Don't struggle-- she said. Wildwing stopped and listened and watched the girl. She hadn't spoke but thought. He was hearing her thoughts. --Who are you?-- he thought. The girl smirked. --You are learning-- --Learning? Who are you!?-- Wildwing insisted. --Who am I? I am the being of dream seekers that seeks the truth of the great leader-- was the answer he recieved. --Do you have a name?--Wildwing asked still puzzling over her answer. --Foxspirit is what I'm called-- said the redhead as if she was dissapointed with Wing. Then she smiled and ran off into the woods. Wildwing chased after her. They ran for an eternity that even Wildwing didn't realize. Finally Wildwing stopped. Where had she gone? She had left the forest and dissapeared into thin air. Wildwing looked around him. He was in a clearing. The forest had dissapeared from view. A few meters away was a lining of cliffs. Wildwing noticed for the first time that the sky was dark. It was a night of unknown beauty. The stars were out and shining and the moon shed it's veil of erie light around the meadow above the valley. Wildwing saw a valley below the cliffs. Then he saw someone. A girl. She wasn't the foxspirit. Wildwing approached her from behind. --The moon is quiet tonight-- said a voice. --Who are you?-- Wildwing asked thinking this was all redundant. He recieved no answer. Wing studied this new girl. She was pretty. Her hair was curly and it was about shoulder length. It was blonde or was it brown? He couldn't decide. The moon's light fell on her face hiding her eyes. Wildwing only saw one side of her face. He touched her shoulder lightly and asked --Who are you?--. All she said was --You will find out soon. Have patience for you are the chosen one of Ducaine. The great leader.-- She turned to make eye contact with him. What Wildwing saw horrified him. She was half robot. The human eye he saw was glowing blue and the robot eye was red with impending evil. The next morning Wildwing woke up to see he had overslept. His alarm never went off. He had never set it. Wing looked at his pillow. It was stained from sweat. --What happened last night?--. The memories of his dream came back. Widlwing looked at the pendant and it's strange markings. It was all too familiar. --Duke had better have some answers. Cuase last night just made more questions--. Wildwing got dressed and went to breakfast unaware of the transluscent pair of green eyes that watched his every move. --Soon chosen one. Soon--