the beautiful Jenna!’’

Jenna walked out from the back rooms; waving and blowing kisses at the crowd. Jenna climbed into the ring and got ready.

‘’And in the blue square, the Goliath wrestler with nerves of steel, as well at muscles and a head. S-Man!’’

S-Man walked toward the ring, his eyes marking Jenna as his next target. S-Man climbed into the ring and the match began. Jenna clutched her paws into fists and started to bounce. S-Man gave her a questioning look and asked, ‘’what in the world are you doing?’’

Jenna smiled and replied, ‘’distracting you.’’

She then ran up and landed a kick right in the centre of the iron mask, cracking it even more. One more kick should break it off. Jenna jumped back as S-Man swung both paws at her. Jenna then quickly ran up and stunned S-Man, jumping back and getting ready. She waited until the right moment arrived, and then it did. S-Man turned toward Jenna, who landed a Sweet Chin Music directly between S-Man’s eyes. The iron mask broke off, revealing the dog underneath.

‘’Star?’’ Jenna gasped. It was true. The all powerful and steel-muscled S-Man was none other than the previously weak and almost un-noticeable malamute Star. He got up and bowed his head in shame.

‘’Yeah, it’s me.’’ Star mumbled.

‘’Care to explain yourself Star?’’ Jenna asked, putting her paws on her hips. Star bowed his head even lower.

‘’Jenna, you have to believe me when I say that it’s not my fault. It was Amtrak’s,’’ Star the explained further, ‘’you see, Steele and Inferno captured me and brought my pathetic self to Amtrak’s lab. He infused by thin muscles with a stimulant that increased their size five-fold. I was also given an evil personality and iron mask in order to hid my identity. Well, now that I’m back to normal, I have one thing to do.’’

Star walked over to the referee and borrowed the microphone. Taking a deep breath, he said, ‘‘I forfeit the match. Jenna is the winner.’’

The whole audience gave a huge gasp. Star then handed the referee back the microphone and climbed out of the ring. Jenna watched and then told the referee, ‘’I forfeit too.’’

Jenna then climbed out of the ring. The Aussie Referee was stunned, but did his job as calmly as he could.

‘’Ladies and gentlemen, it appears that both Star and Jenna have forfeited the match, which means that Amtrak and Rail Wolf will fight in the finals. Don’t leave your seats just yet, the finals are only ten minutes away!’’

Inside the dressing room, Rail Wolf sat tightening his fingerless fighting gloves. Finally, he could teach Amtrak a lesson in respect. Finally, he could put a stop to the madness that his rival had caused. All his anger and frustration could finally be taken out on the one dog that had been a thorn in Rail Wolf’s side since that faithful day the rivalry started. Rail Wolf finished putting on his attire and took a deep breath.

‘’Well guys,’’ he replied with the images of Balto and Brent clear in his mind, ‘’this one’s for you.’’

Meanwhile in the hospital, Brent lay under a white sheet, barely able to remember what had happened. His nurse came in and replied, ‘’Brent, you have a visitor.’’

Brent nodded his head and the nurse motioned the person to come in. Mick Foley smiled and sat down beside Brent, who gave a weak smile. Mick patted Brent on the shoulder and said, ‘’you did great out there Brent. I’m proud of you.’’

‘’Thanks Mick,’’ Brent mumbled, ‘’but I feel I let my friends down.’’

Mick looked out Brent’s hospital window at the tundra, the moonlight reflected off the snow.

‘’Well pal, I think there is a way to make up for it. I think the match is being televised. Wanna watch it? I bet your friend Rail Wolf will win.’’

Brent smiled.

‘’Yeah, me too.’’

‘’Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce the two finalists,’’ the crowd cheered madly as the Aussie announcer continued, ‘’first, here is the wrestler in the red square. He’s the roughest and toughest dog to come from the Alaskan north. Weighting in at 251 pounds, here he is…Amtrak!’’

The arena was showered with grey spotlights, which spun around until they all centred on Amtrak, who walked slowly toward the arena. Climbing inside the arena, Amtrak closed his eyes and smiled. Raising his left arm into the air, Amtrak pointed at the top of the Nome arena. A cage lowered from the ceiling and hung suspended in the air. The spotlights focused on the cage, revealing Ginger inside. She sat-unconscious-on the floor of the flimsy cage. Suddenly, Hartwell II’s whistle blared, catching every person’s attention. A barrage of green, red, blue and yellow pyrotechnics shot into the air as a dog appeared near the doors to the main arena. Amtrak turned and saw his rival walking toward the ring, a look of vengeance on Rail Wolf’s face.

‘’And in the blue square. Weighting in at 170 pounds, here he is. The railroading wrestler who has managed to make his way to the finals. Rail Wolf Sammy Rehonic!’’

Rail Wolf wore his railroader’s hat and grey bandanna, as well as a T-shirt with the words Don’t Piss Me Off written with metallic silver letters. On his lower body, Rail Wolf wore a pair of blue jeans and brown combat boots sat on his hind paws. On his paws were fingerless fighting gloves, and to finish off his attire, Rail Wolf wore a necklace with a picture of his friends hanging off it. Rail Wolf slipped into the ring and climbed onto a turnbuckle, folding his arms and nodding his head. The crowd answered by cheering loud and clear. Their voices merged to become one loud cheer. Rail Wolf took of his hat and placed the picture under his shirt, close to his heart.

‘’Ready to die Rail Wolf,’’ Amtrak smiled and licked his lips, ‘’I’ve been waiting a long time for this.’’

Rail Wolf got into a karate stance and answered, ‘’I guess that that diesel crash affected your brain Amtrak! You’ve got no chance in hell!’’

Amtrak smiled and remarked, ‘’we’ll see about that Rehonic, we’ll see about that!’’

The referee blew his whistle and the match began. Rail Wolf made the first move. Charging at Amtrak, he grabbed his rival around the neck and used his body weight to spin around and land a Swinging DDT on Amtrak. Getting up, Amtrak smiled and started to swing punch after punch at Rail Wolf, landing multiple hits in every place possible. Rail Wolf was driven slowly back until he touched the ropes. Amtrak used the ropes as a wall, and started to work on his rival’s facial area. Rail Wolf used his arms as cover and landed a Mid Kick on Amtrak’s stomach, stopping the barrage of knuckles. Amtrak held his stomach and growled.

‘’So, I see that you can actually fight,’’ Amtrak then smiled, ‘’too bad you won’t last much longer.’’

Rail Wolf stood in a prone position, waiting for Amtrak to take the bait, which he did. Amtrak charged at Rail Wolf, who spun around and slammed his rival with his foot onto the mat. Amtrak held his jaw in pain as Rail Wolf bounced off the ropes and ran back, jumping off the mat and launching his entire body at Amtrak. Amtrak rolled out of the way and made Rail Wolf slam into the mat face-first. Amtrak got to his feet and picked Rail Wolf up. Spinning his opponent around until his head aimed at the floor, Amtrak fell hard to his knees, slamming Rail Wolf’s head into the mat in the form of a Tombstone Piledriver. Releasing the dazed Rail Wolf, Amtrak bounced off the opposite ropes and jumped into the air, landing a Jumping Drop Elbow on his enemy, which further increased the pain. Rail Wolf got to his feet and punched Amtrak in the face, stunning him temporarily. Jumping back, Rail Wolf took a deep breath and ran forward, throwing his head down and thrusting his hind paw out. Rail Wolf slid forward just enough that his hind paw connected with Amtrak’s face. He had just used a Sweet Chin Music on his rival. Amtrak fell backward hard. Rail Wolf picked Amtrak up and kicked him in the stomach. Jumping into the air, he grabbed Amtrak’s head and landed on the mat, which slammed Amtrak’s head into his shoulder. Rail Wolf gave Amtrak the finger and continued his tribute-style beating. Picking Amtrak up again, Rail Wolf wrapped his right arm around his rival’s head and jumped, spinning around and landing Balto’s finisher-The Call of the Wild. Rail Wolf howled at the crowd, who applauded and cheered his efforts.

In the hospital, Brent and Mick were watching Rail Wolf intently on the small television in the room. Mick nodded in surprise.

‘’Wow, that dog has got some moves! Amazing that he has the strength to land Finisher after Finisher on that guy.’’ He gasped. Brent nodded in agreement.

‘’Yeah, I never knew Rail Wolf had such strength. He must really hate Amtrak. Look at the way he’s beating on him.’’

Both watched as Rail Wolf landed a Stone Cold Stunner on Amtrak. Brent got up out of his bed, cheering for his friend.

‘’Come on Rail Wolf! Give him