The Adventures of Kia

The Adventures of Kia

By Great Spirit 17

Author’s Note: These stories intertwine with those of Rotramel the Writer, although I changed a few details, like Aniu getting a dog for her new body when she had Balto, as opposed to a wolf. Shade is a creation of Rotramel the Writer. Kia is my creation. Aniu is property of Universal Pictures and Amblin Entertainment. I am not stealing any of the ideas, rather adding to them. This is my first fan fiction, so have a little mercy. If this is unacceptable in any way to anyone for whatever reason, please e-mail me at [email protected] to voice your complaints.

 

Of Wolves and Men

Prologue

 

Kia hiked through the trees in search of food, stopping every now and crouching down for a while to see if anything moved.

 

He looked around and sighed.

 

“If I don’t find something soon, I’ll have to turn back.”

 

Kia lived in Applegate, one of the few cities that dotted Alaska’s frozen landscape. He had been hunting for two days now and he didn’t want to return home empty handed. Suddenly he heard a noise off to his left. Dropping low, he peered around a tree to see a dark shape moving through the snow. He raised his rifle and aimed, but stopped when he saw a young brownish husky trudging through the snow. He walked over and the husky looked up at him with sad and intelligent eyes.

 

“Aw, well you certainly are a pretty one, aren’t you,” Kia said as he stretched out his hand.

The dog backed up and looked at him warily.

 

“Don’t worry; I won’t hurt you,” Kia said gently, “its okay.”

 

When the dog still sat and eyed him, he looked around and saw he was still holding his gun.

 

Kia looked back up and the dog, “Oops, I guess you are worried about this, aren’t you.”

 

Kia laid the gun down slowly and gently.

He then reached into his satchel and pulled out a few strips of dried jerky.

 

“I don’t have much left, but you can have these,” Kia said to the dog. “You look like you could use them more than me.”

 

Kia laid the jerky on the ground in front of the dog and backed away a few steps.

 

The dog stepped up, sniffed the meat, and then promptly snapped it up in two bites.

 

“Whoa,” said Kia looked at the patch of snow where the meat had been a moment before.

 

“I guess that answers my question of how hungry you were.”

 

As Kia looked at the dog, he suddenly had an idea.

 

Say,” said Kia,”how about if you help me find some food, I can give you a bit of the meat.”

 

The dog cocked its head and looked at Kia.

All right, I guess I will have to make this a bit simpler.

 

Kia pantomimed a running object, and then pointed to his tummy and her.

 

The dog sat up, wagged its tail and barked.

 

“Well,” said Kia, “I suppose if that works, then it works.”

 

Kia sat in a small cave that he had discovered while out hunting.

 

While he roasted some of the meat for a light snack for himself, he tossed a haunch of one of the caribou that they had killed to the dog.

 

He watched shadows dance on the ceiling for a while then thought, that dog is amazing. She found three caribou in less than four hours and I have been searching for two days. I wonder why she looked so tired and hungry when I found her, ‘cause she didn’t seem to have trouble find food. Maybe she needed someone else to kill the deer before she could eat it. That makes sense ‘cause she is kind a small.

 

Kia looked over at the dog who was eating the leg with gusto. I wonder where she was before she was out in the snow. She isn’t from Applegate, because I know all the dogs there. Maybe she was on a team that was attacked and she’s the only one left. Maybe, but I can't think a moment longer. I need to get some sleep.

 

Before falling asleep, he turned to the dog and said, “Hey girl, try not to wander off, or if you do, just not with the meat.”

The dog gave a bark and wagged its tail.

 

He rolled over and shrugged. Well, I guess she understood that, or at least I hope she did.

 

Kia didn’t remember what woke him up, all he knew was that one moment he was asleep and the next he was wide awake and staring at the ceiling of the cave.

 

Kia sat up and looked around.

 

There was the smoldering fire and there was the sack of meat and there was the dog, and there.

 

There was a shadow in the entrance of the cave.

 

At least it looked like a shadow, until it moved forward into the cave.

 

Kia lay back down and slowly reached for his gun.

 

Then the shape stepped into the moonlight that came into the cave through a hole in the ceiling and Kia gasped.

 

It was a wolf, but this wolf seemed, well, different than any he had ever seen. It was black, without any trace of sheen at all, and its fangs were a sickly yellow.

 

But what really got Kia were its eyes.

 

They were dark red like blood, but the seemed to swirl and shift like they contained some kind of fog behind them.

 

Kia fought the urge to cry out and crouched down and watched.

 

The wolf walked over to the sack of food, sniffed it and turned away.

 

That’s weird, thought Kia; I’ve never seen a wolf turn down fresh meat.

 

The wolf turned toward the dog and slowly crept up to it.

 

Kia quietly loaded his gun and waited until wolf was almost to the dog and then sat up and fired.

 

Six feet away, Kia silently reassured himself. I can't have missed.

 

The wolf flew back and slammed against the cave wall.

 

The dog jumped up and looked around franticly, and when it saw the wolf, it growled and crouched down ready to spring.

 

“Its okay girl,” Kia said, “it’s dead. There’s no way that,” Kia stopped, looking at the wolf.

 

It had risen to its feet and was advancing toward them.

Kia jumped back a few paces and glared at the wolf.

 

That is some animal, Kia marveled, to withstand a close range shot like that.

 

Then he noticed the reddish glow around the wound.

 

That’s odd, thought Kia a little troubled. I’ve shot wolves before, but I’ve never seen that.

 

Kia regained his composure just as the wolf leapt at him.

 

Right before the wolf reached him, a brown blur shot in front of him and slammed into the wolf.

 

Kia stumbled back and fell over.

 

Kia mentally shook himself. I’ve never seen a wolf move that fast after getting shot right in the shoulder.

 

He got up, grabbed his gun and ran over to where the dog and wolf were rolling on the ground.

 

Each was trying to gain the advantage in the fight, but it was clear that the wolf was winning.

 

Just as the wolf reared up to strike at the dog’s neck, Kia raised his rifle to the wolf’s head and fired.

 

Try and heal that.

 

The wolf’s head exploded in a shower of blood and bone and the body slumped to the floor, and then blew away in tiny black particles.

 

Now that is weird. Thought Kia.

 

Kia walked over to the dog who was lying on the ground.

 

Kia looked her over with a critical eye.

 

She’s bleeding pretty bad, I’m not sure she’s going to make it.

 

“You alright girl?” Kia asked.

 

The dog whined.

 

“That’s understandable,” nodded Kia, “seeing as you just fought off a wolf. Let’s see if we can fix you up a bit.”

 

Kia picked up the dog and carried her over to where he had made the fire the night before.

 

Kia rekindled it and soon had a good blaze going.

 

He found some rags that he had in his satchel and bound some of the dog’s wounds with them.

“This may not help much,” said Kia apologetically, “but it’s the best I’ve got.”

 

The dog licked his hand.

 

“Well,” said Kia yawning, “I guess we might as well try to get some sleep after all the fun we had just now.”

 

Kia laid down his head and immediately fell asleep.

 

In his dream, he saw the fight between the dog and the wolf, except there was something different this time.

 

The dog had turned into a pure white wolf and the wolf was now an unearthly black with gleaming red eyes.

 

Kia watched as the two fought, when suddenly a shot rang out and the black wolf dissolved into oblivion.

 

The white wolf turned to him and spoke.

 

“Thank you for helping me defeat Shade” she said.

 

“Who is Shade,” asked Kia.

 

“A wolf demon of great power. I am Aniu, the white wolf,” replied Aniu.

 

Kia thought for a moment. The white wolf, now where have I heard that before? I think I’ve heard something about her mentioned by some traveling shaman from an Inuit tribe.

 

“Why did he attack you?” Kia asked.

 

“I have fought against him for a thousand years,” she replied,”but I have never been able to vanquish him completely, only destroy his physical shells.”

 

“So tell me, Aniu,” Kia said, “what is going on here. I saved a brown husky from a black wolf. And if I’m not mistaken, you’re not a brown husky.”

 

“Well, I suppose that

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