started. Balto smiled.

‘’Do we end up anywhere else before the climax?’’ he questioned. Brent shrugged.

‘’Can’t argue with that. That’s mole logic!’’

The Bering Sea, hours later…

The Bering Sea was strangely calm. Brent, along with Angel, Tramp, Balto and Ginger, sped along the glassy surface toward a large yacht anchored in the sea. Brent cut the engine and grabbed a pair of binoculars.

‘’Well, I can tell you one thing,’’ he admitted, ‘’this bastard is going to be a hard mission to complete. That ship is crawling with guards. However, there is one good thing.’’

‘‘what?’’ Angel questioned. Brent decided to be funny.

‘’I just saved a shit-load of money by switch to Gieco.’’

Angel held back her urge to kill Brent.

‘’Seriously, there is good news,’’ Brent said, ‘’his ship is just like the Frigate level in 007 Goldeneye™. I rock on that level. I suggest we split up when we board the ship. Ginger and I are Team Alpha, Tramp, you and Angel are Team Beta and Balto…’’

Brent threw Balto an M-16 and some explosives.

‘’You’re Team Epsilon. You’re job is to set those charges in the main sections of the ship. The cargo hold, the engine room, the control room and the very base of the ship. Tramp and Angel, you two are responsible for rescuing the hostages. Ginger and I will deal with Tramp Nega. Got that everyone?’’

Brent stuck out his paw. All his friends placed their paws on top.

Brent started up the boat and drove silently up to the giant ship.

The humongous ship, named Crimson, was a single-stack liner. She was over 700 feet long, and had a 21-foot beam. The decks were lined with expensive woods and gold ornate. Inside the cabin was decorated with expensive tastes in mind. The first floor of the cabins were the quarters for the crew and the owners, then the next four floors were for the service areas and cargo holds. Brent docked the small boat up beside the behemoth and handed everyone pair of paw and hind paw magnetic pads. These pads were designed to magnetically stick to any metal surface and provide a stable foothold. Brent loaded his Eagle 10 (scope, laser sight and silencer bit) and RC-P120. Throwing his RC-P120 over his shoulder, Brent started to climb. He arrived at the top in about fifteen minutes. Brent peered over the railing and ducked down as a guard passed by.

‘’That was too close.’’ Brent thought as he silently climbed up into the boat deck and hid behind a ventilation duct. The guard walked up to a steel door and closed it behind him. Brent gave a sigh of relief and ran back to the railing.

‘’Come on up guys,’’ he whispered, ‘’but be careful. These guards are packing heat big time.’’

Ginger made her ascent first. Brent grabbed her for paws and hoisted his girlfriend onto the deck. Brent then called down to the others.

‘’Ginger and I are going to take out Tramp Nega. Be careful, and stay alive.’’

The two then disappeared into the ship.

Balto then began his climb up the side of the vessel. A mist was beginning to roll in. Angel and Tramp also began to climb up the steel wall. The dogs reached the deck. Near by three wolves wheeled a large crate. Balto looked at the crate. “That must be the bell.” Just then a crewmember from a deck above saw the three dogs below. One look told him that they didn’t belong here. He opened fire peppering the deck. Angel and Balto hid beneath a deck chare. Tramp whipped out his old Colt 45. He started shooting up at the dog. The dog fell off the deck and into the water below. “Come on, we’ve been spotted!” Balto yelled. More wolves started running up the deck. The three ran up toward the bow. Tramp flung his pads against the wall and started to climb to the boat deck. As he did the wolves stopped chase and fired up at him. As they did Balto turned around and took out five wolves in ten seconds. The wolves started firing at Balto again. But Both Balto and Angel were trapped up against the end of the promenade deck. Tramp saw that they were trapped and he jumped from the deck above landing on the wolves. This gave Angel and Balto time to scale up to the next deck. Balto looked back to see the Tramp holding off more and more wolves for them. “Lets go!” he sead and climbed up leaving Tramp to defend himself.

“Well Angel this is were we part.” Balto sead. Angel looked down the deck. “I don’t know. What happened to Tramp?” She asked, “Tramp isn’t here to protect you anymore.” Balto said Angel’s face dropped. “Godamit, those Bastereds killed him didn’t they?” Balto frowned and nodded. Angel’s eyes turned dark. “These ass holes are going down. First they take what isn’t theirs, then they kidnap me. And now they have hurt my family and my friends.” She shuddered. Balto looked at his watch “I have to get to the Engine Rooms.” He said, Angel smiled. “Yes you do that. I’m going after Jenna and Lady.” She ran off down the deck. She had showed that she would not let anything happen to her friends. But in the back of her mind she thought of the torture that Harry had put her threw. But she then realized that she wouldn’t be tortured if isn’t caught. She then and there made the dissension…if she is going down. She’s is tacking a few of them with her.

Brent kicked the door to the wheelhouse down. Inside the ship’s controls stood untouched. Nobody was in the room. “Were is everyone?” Ginger asked. The room was quite. Brent walked in and looked at the controls. He pulled the handle on the telemeter. There was no ringing of a response nor did the speed indicator arrow move. He then grabbed the wheel and thrust it hard a starboard. Nothing. “These controls are fake!” Brent yelled in anguish. He looked around the bridge. “Who is in control of this thing?” he asked. He then walked out he door and looked down the deck. “Ginger stay hear and look for anything suspicious. I’m heading for the captain’s cabin.” He left and walked down the deck. Ginger looked at the control panel. “That is weird.” She picked up a cord that ran from the wheel and into the wall. “It looks like a communication’s cable.” Just then the collie heard some voices. She applied her paw pads and climbed onto the ceiling and hung there. The door to the chart room opened. Two dogs walked in. One held a laptop. The other was the Nega Tramp. He looked just like his counterpart. He smiled “this ship kicks ass. I’m so glad we stole her.”–Tramp laughed. The husky continued his work “Well she brought us the bell. So she was worth keeping.” He sighed. “You ever hear of the ship Edmund Fitzgerald?” the husky shook his head no. “she was a big son of a bitch. Went down on Lake Superior and killed all her crew. Some Canadian made a song about her. Her bell is worth millions. Now I have it.” The husky plugged in the communications cord into the laptop. “What about the red husky and the cocker spaniel?” –Tramp smiled. “One the husky who has the name of Jenna, is the mate of the dog who killed my adopted brother Harry. The other who is the cocker spaniel and goes by the name of Lady, is the mate of my positive self, as well as the mother of the girl who helped to kill Harry. The acts of their friends’ shale kill them.” He said he hung his head back and laughed a cold evil laugh. The door to the chart room again opened and a wolf walked in. “sir we have seen intruders on the ship. –Tramp thought for a few seconds. “Put the husky in the freezer but take the cocker spaniel to my room and secure her. See has something special for me.” He then turned to the husky at the computer. “Get this Fucker moving.” The husky typed in a code and pressed enter. The ship’s large propellers started moving and the Crimson sailed away. The ship was remotely controlled by the laptop. –Tramp looked out at the waters. He then pulled out his pistol and looked at his reflection in it. Then…for no reason...He amid it at the roof and fired. Ginger cried out in pain and fell from her perch. She laded with a thump on the floor. The guards all amid at her. –Tramp smiled. “You guys are just coming out of the wood work. Lie down your weapons and I promise you won’t get shot.” Ginger held her paw to her chest to stop the bleeding. She looked up at the evil dog and put her RCP-120 on the deck and the dog kicked it away and out the door. “Well Ginger, you saved me the trouble of looking for you. I’m guessing Brent and Balto are also aboard. Am I right?” Ginger growled. “I an’t telling you shit!” –Tramp smiled. “Vary well I already have Lady, Jenna and the Tramp under my custody. And because you’re a cute little puppy I’ll give you a choice. You can tell me were Brent is and join your friends tied up in the freezer, or I can just shot you and smear your body all over my boat!” he growled Ginger gave him a cold look. Her brown fur turning red from her wound. “I still an’t telling you shit!” –Tramp smiled. “Ok have it your way.” He turned and walked toward the door. But before leaving he tuned to his