CHAPTER ONE 

There is an eighteen-year-old young man who has been fighting since he was fifteen years old. His name is Freddie Long Legs. Boxing has been in his family for generations; it's a tradition passed down to the next generation. Freddie's grandfather was the first Native American Indian to ever compete in the olympics of boxing. 

A boxing tournament was coming up for Freddie Long Legs; he'd been waiting for this day for a long time. He must fight a man named Larry, he was a big man with muscles. Freddie's father, Gary Long Legs is the coach. The tournament was finally here, it was time for Freddie, Larry and both of their fathers to sit down in front of the cameras and the reporters. 

"Freddie, so I have heard that you have never been to the Olympics, is this ture?" asked the female reporter.

"Yes," said Freddie Long Legs. 

"Where did you learn to fight?" asked the male reporter. 

"Well I beat up this big cowboy on the reservation, showed him a thing or too, also my grandfather was the first Native American to ever compete in the Olympics of boxing from his tribe," said Freddie. 

"Who is your'e grandfater?" asked the male reporter. 

"Black Cloud," said Freddie proudly.

"Well I'm not a cowboy, I'm the nearest good thing there ever was," said Larry. 

"Hey Larry, when are going to take him out?" asked the female reporter. 

"When am I going to take him out? When you beg me for more...? then I will take him out," smiled Larry. 

"Freddie what do you have to say about that?" asked the male reporter.

"A big mouth is a sign of fear and ignorance," said Freddie. 

Larry jumped out of his chair and yelled. 

"I'll take you on right now, Tonto! You, the Lone Ranger, Silver, your hold dang posse!" shouted Larry. 

Freddie just smiled; Larry and his father went to their locker room as did Freddie and his father.

"How are you feeling?" asked Gary Long Legs. 

"Good," said Freddie. 

"Are you ready for this fight?" asked Gary. 

"I'm ready, that's what all the training wa for," said Freddie. 

Gary brought down a box from a shelf above them and opened the box.

"This was your'e grandfather's, I want you to have it, that's if you want it," said Gary. 

Freddie looked at his father and smiled. Freddie put it on and his gloves, they headed out towards the arena. Once they got there, Gary took the robe off. 

"Good luck son," said Gary. 

Freddie and Larry met in the center of the ring and the refaree said. "Touch Gloves."

"This will be the last time your gloves every touch mine," said Larry. 

"We will see about that," said Freddie. 

The bell rang, it was time for them to fight. Larry kept hitting and pushing Freddie into a corner. 

"Put your hands up son, hit him with your right hand!" shouted Gary.

Larry kept punching Freddie and backing him into the corner, Larry punched Freddie hard enough to knock Freddie out. Freddie went down. The referee was counting, as he was counting, Freddie went into the spirit would. There he met his grandfather. Black Cloud, Freddie was standing on beautiful yellow praire grass, or what we call buffalo grass. He saw his grandfather walk towards him, he was dressed in traditional clothing. 

"Is this a dream?" asked Freddie.

"It can be whatever you want it to be," said Black Cloud. 

"This is beautiful, is it nicce here?" asked Freddie. 

"It's wonderful grandson," said Black Cloud. 

"That's good, its good to see you," said Freddie. 

"It's good to see you my grandson, what are you doing here, go back its not you're time grandson, you still have fight in you," said Black Cloud. 

"It's hard back there, I feel alone at times," said Freddie. 

"It can be hard, you're young, remember you are never alone, no matter what I'll always be in here, your heart," said Black Cloud. 

You can hear the referee still counting down.

"Go back grandson," said Black Cloud. 

"Will I ever see you again?" asked Freddie.

"When it's your time, you will see me again, now go back and finish the fight," said Black Cloud. 

He walked back. 

"Five, Four, Three, Two..." counted the referee. 

Freddie woke up and slowly go up. 

"Are you okay to fight?" asked the referee. 

"Yes," said Freddie.

So they started fighting again, then the bell rang and they went to their seperate corners. 

"You okay," said Gary wipeing the sweat and blood from Freddie's face. 

"He is strong," said Freddie. 

"You're strong, he does not have what it takes, remember whom you're fighting for?" asked Gary. 

"Apache Nation," said Freddie.

"Good, now take deep breaths, suck in some air," said Gary. 

Then the bell rang. 

"It's my turn," said Freddie. 

"FIGHT!" shouted the refree. 

So they started fighting again, both were throwing pretty good punches, once again Freddie was dodging Larry's punches.

Then all of a sudden Freddie was in a trans, he cound not hear the crowd, all he could hear was chanting and drumming. His father was watching him and noticed he was in another world. All of a sudden Larry did one last punch and Freddie dodged it again and then Freddie started punching Larry, Freddie was still in a trans, he kept punching Larry, then he gave Larry a good kncok out, knocking him out. Then all of a sudden Freddie came too and he could finally hear the crowd, the chanting and drumming had stopped.

Larry fell over and never got up. The crowd went wild and clapping their hands. Gary ran into the arena with a smile. 

"You did it," smiled Gary. 

They both laughed and went to their locker room where Gary would attend to Freddies wounds. 

"You don't know when it happens, you were not here, when I saw you lay there, your mind went somewhere else," said Gary.

"I did, I saw grandpa, he was dressed in traditional clothing, he told me to go back and finish so I did," said Freddie. 

"Yes, you went into the spirit world again while you were fighting, crossing into the spirit world is a very powerful thing, they have chosen you, figure out why they called you?" asked Gary. 

"Great, I thought only medicene men had to deal with this," lauged Freddie.

"Lets go home," said Gary. 

So they packed up and went back home to the reservation. When they arrived home, everybody was waiting with signs and cherring for Freddie. 

"Welcome home son," said Sheryl Long Legs. 

"It's good to be home," said Freddie. 

He looked over the crowd and saw his girlfriend standing on top of a picnic table waveing.

Freddie smiled and walked over. 

"I'm glad your home," said Blue Bird. 

"Me too, I have not forgotten about my promise to you," said Freddie. 

"No more boxing?" asked Blue Bird. 

"Yes, no more boxing, I'm putting up my gloves for good," said Freddie.

"Thank you, I love you very much," smiled Blue Bird. 

"I love you too," said Freddie. 

"So it's time to go home," shouted Gary. 

"Would you like to come over for supper?" asked Freddie. 

"Sure I would love that, thank you, I'll see you then," said Blue Bird.

So Freddie kissed her and walked back towards his parents and got into the car and drove home.

                               CHAPTER TWO

"So where were sister and brother at?" asked Freddie. 

"There at the house helping grandma cook supper," said Sheryl. 

"Oh okay, I can't wait, I'm starving," said Freddie. 

"Did you invite Blue Bird?" asked Sheryl. 

"Yes I did," said Freddie.

"That's good," said Sheryl.

"Well were home, now you can go and take a hot shower and clean up for supper," said Gary. 

"That sounds nice, I know my body is going to be sore in the morning," smiled Freddie. 

"I'm sure you are," said Gary. 

They drove up to the drive way and went inside. 

"Were home," said Sheryl.

"Brother your back," smiled Jada Long Legs running to hug him. 

"It's good to see you too sister, hey brother helping around the house while I was gone for a couple of days," smiled Freddie. 

"You know it, welcome home brother," said Jason Long Legs. 

"Thank you, hello grandma," said Freddie walking towards her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Hello my grandson, its good you are home, I'm glad you are okay. I do have some medecine ready for you, so your body can heal, I used it on your grandfather when he would come back home all beat and brusied," smiled grandmother. 

"That's great, I'm going to take a quick shower so I can come back down and help with supper," said Freddie. 

"You go right ahead grandson," said grandmother. 

So Freddie went upstairs and got in the shower and took a hot shower. Once finished he put on clean clothes on and went downstairs to help in the kitchen. 

"Thank you for helping son," said Sheryl. 

"You're welcome, Mom," said Freddie. 

Blue Bird drove up to Freddie's house and was met by an old friend they went to school with. 

"Hey Blue Bird, I have something for you," said Jimmy.

"I can't Jimmy, I've already told you I'm with Freddie, please go now, I don't want any bad blood between us, especially you and Freddie, I know you two don't get along," said Blue Bird. 

"Forget him, he's no good, he took off didn't say anything to you, just left you in the dirt," angered Jimmy. 

"I know he did, but he is back now, and he quit boxing, this was his last match," said Blue Bird. 

"Blue Bird, come on inside," said Gary. 

"I have to go," said Blue Bird running towards the porch. 

"Jimmy have a nice day," said Gary. 

"You too sir," said Jimmy leaving. 

Gary stood their for a minute until Jimmy was gone. 

Sheryl and the grandmother were setting the table. 

"Come on guys, food is ready," said Sheryl.

So they gathered around the table and started eating. 

"This is really good mom," said Jason. 

"Thank you," said Sheryl. 

"Jimmy was here," said Gary. 

"He was?" asked Freddie. 

"Yeah, he was talking to Blue Bird," said Gary. 

"Are you alright?" asked Freddie. 

"Yes, I told him to go, he is still trying, but I already told him i'm happy with you," said Blue Bird. 

"He'll have to get over it now that I'm back," said Freddie. 

The continued eating. It was getting late, so Freddie watched Blue Bird get in her car and drove away home. Freddie went back and sat down on the chair. 

"It's good to be home," said Freddie.

Grandmother walked out with some tea made and sat down in the other chair. 

"I made some tea," said grandmother. 

"Thank you," said Freddie. 

"So how'd your grandfather looked?" asked grandmother sipping on her tea. 

"What? How'd you know about that?" asked Freddie.