now was some sleep.

Balto was awakened by a loud crashing noise beside his head. He opened up his eyes just enough to see who was making all that racket. Right beside him was General Woundwort, smashing two metal trash can lids together.

"Get up recruit! You still have to train!" he stopped smashing the lids and yanked the blankets off of Balto. Balto strectched out and got up to the floor. Woundwort lead Balto back to the training room, and they started training again. They stopped training for lunch, then resumed. By the time it was over, Balto could barely stand on his legs. He was starving, so he slowly went to get something to eat. Once he got his food, he saw Sapphire talking to a white tiger creature. As always he stood on his hind legs like a human, and he was very bulky. It was mainly large bones and nuscles he thought. The tiger was wearing a purple t-shirt with the sleeves ripped and and blue jeans that were also torn near the end. Balto went back to his room to eat, and after he was done, he fell completly to sleep.

After two months of training with Woundwort, Bigwig, Hazel, and Bullet, he was finally ready to be tested on his skills. He was in the middle of he training room where he first saw Wounwort. He was wearing a black suit and no shoes. After standing still for over an hour, Glamorick finally came out of one of the doors and stepped in front of Balto, "Are you ready?" he asked; grinning and showing his blade-like teeth.

"Yes sir," Balto whispered. After he said that, the lights went off and it was completly dark. He then heard the flapping of leather wings and a gust of wind hit his face. Glamorick had made his move, and now Balto must find and fight him. He jumped up and caught a rope that was hanging over his head before, and climbed up. He sniffed the air, and couldn't smell very much of anything. So he went on one of the ceiling's pillars and changed to his wolf form. He smelled the air again and this time, could smell Glamorick. But as he was about to move, he was pushed off the pillar with a scaly hand and fell to the ground. He morphed back quickly and grabbed onto another rope. He heard a loud bellow, and realized that what he was holding wasn't a rope, but a tail. He swung back and forth, as the tail tried to throw him off. Balto climbe up it, and found himself on a scaly back that he could stand on. He could hear that the flapping was louder than before, he was thrown off the back, as its owner bucked him off. Balto hit the ground on his stomach. Balto groaned in pain and turned over. He looked up and saw the outline of an enourmous figure above him. Then a red and orange light came toward him, and it grew hot, and at the last minute he realized that it was fire. He rolled out of the way, and was pressed against the floor by an emourmous, scaley paw. Two white claws were barely touching his head, one on each side. The lights suddenly came on, and right in front his nose was a head about the size of a BW Beetle. The face was just like Glamorick's except, well, bigger.

"You're very good Balto," boomed the creature. It's voice was just like Glamorick's, and soon Balto realized that the creature was Glamorick, "nobody lasts this long. Usually, they give up by the time they hear the wings, but you didn't; why?" Balto didn't know what to say exactly. As Glamorick waited patiently, Balto would open his mouth as if to speek, then he would close it again. After laying there for ten minutes, Balto finally replied, "I don't know," Glamorick huffed, and released Balto from his grip. As he got up, an ear piercing sreech filled the room, and red lights flashed on and off. Glamorick snapped his head at a door as it opened, and Hazel came out panting.

"Sir," he said, "the Blood Moon gang has attacked us, and have taken over our armory," Glamorick laughed.

"That's the most stupidest thing they've done so far. Bigwig, Woundwort, assemble everyone; and tell them to come in here. They're not leaving without a fight!" Bigwig and Woundwort nodded and morphed to their rabbit forms and ran off. As they did so, Sapphire came in with blood all over her muzzle and claws. She held a smoking shotgun in her hand, and her once blue chinese dress, was now covered in blood.

"They're coming this way," as she entered the room a bit more, Bigwig and Woundwort came rushing in with different types of creatures running close to their heels. Bigwig and Woundwort changed back to their creature forms and they stood still, staring at the door. The door exploded and the little shards of wood flew everywhere; one shard stabbed Steele in the arm and he howled in surprise and pain. Then more creatures came in and started shooting everywhere. Balto went wolf, and charged one of the shooters. The shooter didn't notice him, until it was too late; Balto lunged at the shooter and bit down into his arm. The shooter screamed in pain, and Balto tore at the shooter's arm until it could no longer hold onto the gun. Balto saw Sapphire dodging bullets and blasting people across the room with her shotgun. Woundwort was taking on ten creatures at once with no problem, while Bigwig and Hazel fought ten together. Balto walked back and he bumped into something. He turned around and saw that it was only Jenna in her husky form. They smiled and attacked a shooter that was firing at Aleu and Kodi. They ripped him to shreds and he writhed in pain. He heard a dominant roaring and he saw Glamorick burning enemies with his breath. Finally, after hours of fighting, they finally won the battle.

"We were lucky to even get out," Woundwort growled, "We need to start the Wide Patrols again Glamorick-rah. If we don't all of our throats will be slit when we're asleep!" Woundwort glared at Glamorick with anger. glamorick thought, and then sighed a heavy breath, "Very well Woundwort," he said finally, "you'll lead them; and be sure to bring Balto with you every time a patrol goes out," Glamorick changed back to his creature form and walked wearily back to his room. Many were injured during the fight, and only three were killed. Balto was unharmed, but Sapphire and Bigwig were bleeding badly from their shoulders. But they shook it off and went to sleep.

"Balto," Woundwort stopped Balto as he was on his way to his room, "Be on your toes; another attack could happen at any moment," he walked off and Balto did the same.

THE END OF PART 1