he tuned to his guards. “Get her off my ship!” he growled. He then left the roof. The wolves grabbed Ginger roughly and dragged her out of the bridge.

They pulled Ginger over to the stern railing of the ship. She tried to fight, but her wound was smarting pretty badly. She was just about to be thrown from the stern and chewed up in the propellers when some shots rang out. The wolf on her left side fell to the deck leaving a red puddle in his place. The second wolf reechoed for his weapon but before he could get it he two was killed. Ginger tried to stand on her feet but her chest again gave her pain and she collapsed to the deck. Conciseness was leaving her fast. She looked up to see the smiling face of Brent MacWolf and then went dark.

Balto finished wiring the bomb in place by the pressure cylinder. He had just about readied the ship for a final fiery end when the reciprocating engines started turning. The ship was moving. “Oh god, I hope Angel found the girls.” “So do I!” A voice sead from behind. Tramp stood on a catwalk. His fur was a bloody red but Balto wasn’t shire if it was his blood…or someone else’s. “Tramp. I was shire you were dead.” Tramp shook his head no. Hurt yes but nobody can take me. Down. Come on we must get to the bridge.”

On the Bridge –Tramp stood looking out the window. Suddenly a small granade landed on the chart table. –Tramp looked at it. “Oh Shi…” BOOM the wheelhouse blew up. The roof was torn a sunder and bits of the walls fell onto the decks below. The Crimson shook from bow to stern. Brent jumps in threw the smoke. “Not so fast!” he yells. “So, Brent MacWolf, at last we meet for the first time for the last time. –Tramp says he then thinks about what he said “Yeah. That” Brent growled “You have hurt my friends.” –Tramp was about to jump onto Brent when a voice rang out. “Andrew, you fight is up here!” Tramp stood looking in threw the hole were the roof used to be. “So Tramp I was created to destroy you. Bout time I got to it.” “How do you know my name?” Tramp asked. “I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former room-mate.” Nega Tramp sead “What's that make us?” Tramp wondered as he jumped down threw the hole “Absolutely nothing. Which is what you are about to become. Prepare to die.” Nega Tramp yelled. He puts a Schwartz ring on and his hands next to his crouch. A green light beam similar to a light saber shoots out. Tramp does the same. “You have the ring, and I see your Schwartz is as big as mine.” Nega Tramp growled. Both look at their beams. “Now let's see how well you handle it.” He yelled Nega Tramp walks over to Tramp and starts to fight with him. They swipe at each other with their beams. They swipe at each other until their beams become twisted. Nega Tramp growled “Shit. I hate it when I get my Schwartz twisted. Okay, maybe if my put leg up on yours we can split apart.” Tramp puts his foot on Nega Tramp’s leg. “Good, yeah. On three; one, two, three, go.” Tramp yells. The two pull away from each other. Their beams disappear. Nega Tramp looks up and recreates his beam. He points it at Tramp. Tramp is trapped Nega Tramp laughs at him. As he laughed Brent comes up from behind and punches Nega Tramp’s face. He grabs Nega Tramp “Who are you and why are you impersonating my friends?” Brent demanded. Nega Tramp laughed “Don’t you get it. Harry Wheeler was impressed with the stories he heard of the Tramp. He wanted Tramp to join the Confederation Pirates that he had organized as a crime ring. So as the technology grew he decided to create a clone. I am that Clone.” Brent places his paws around Nega Tramp’s throat. “To late Brent!” Nega Tramp yells. He reaches behind him and grabs Balto’s remote. Balto panics. “NO THAT’S THE CHARGES” Nega Tramp presses the button.

The Crimson shakes as an explosion rips threw her bulkheads. Tramp, Brent, and Balto run outside the wheelhouse. Ginger and Angel are already at a lifeboat. “Come on!” Angel screams. “But Jenna and Lady!” Tramp and Balto scream at the same time. Just then the ship buckled down the middle and broke in two. The force of the explosion pushes Balto and Tramp into the lifeboat and the ropes snap send it into the waves below. The boat speeds away from the sinking ship. Balto turns to watch the Crimson’s death throws the stern flipped over and sank in relatively one peace. Explosions ripped threw the bow superstructure as the bow groaned and lifted into the air. A tear escapes Balto’s eyes as he watches the bow lights flicker out and the crimson disappears beneath the waves, with Jenna and Lady trapped inside. They never stood a fighting chance.

Four hours later

“I’m sorry every one. I could find them.” Angel moaned. The dogs sat aboard a freighter that had picked them up. Tramp pats her back. “Its Ok. We understand.” Ginger almost broke out crying. “They were tied up in the freezer. I heard Nega Tramp say it. If only we could go back.” Brent’s ears shot up. “The Freezer. That is on the stern of the ship.” Balto looked at his friend. “So” “The stern went down intact. And the freezer is hermetically sealed. We didn’t set any charges near by so it goes to say it wasn’t breached.” “That could mean that Lady and Jenna are alive and sealed inside an air pocket on the wreak of the Crimson!” Tramp finished. “We have to get down there!” Angel yipped. Brent leaned back against the rail. “They probably only have enough air for a week. We are going to need some submersibles.” Balto smiled. “And I know the right dog.”

“SO are we near the sight!” Aleu said. She stood, he chest still bandaged from her run in with Harry, on the bridge of the research ship Larka. The Larka was a pure white ship. Her most notable feature was the giant crane on her stern. The Larka by shipping standards was a small ship. Her keel was laid on an ocean going tug in South Africa. During the WW2 she performed duties to Great Britain by towing torpedoed ships home. After the war, Larka’s beaten and Battered hull, was traded by the South African Navy too the US. Then Aleu purchased her for her uses in diving. Aleu had done numerous changes to the ship to turn her from a warship into a ship of science. Even the Name Larka had significance. Larka was a she wolf who had a power called the Sight. She had given her life to unite the wolves of Trannsylvaina. Now her name adorns the bow of the ship. The ship had all the supplies that a crew wold need. She has a working kitchen, a library witch is stacked with the works of great authors like David Clement Davedson, Ron Graner, and Silver Balto, a full kitchen, a laboratory belonging to the ship’s professor Brent MacWolf. And an underwater observation bubble that sat at the tip of the bow looking forward, Aleu thought of it in a dream. Now Balto, Tramp, and Brent had chartered the ship and her crew. It was just under forty eight hours sense the sinking of the Crimson. The race was on. Aleu turned to the three dogs.

“Ok first of I must say that we have to be extremely careful. I checked the sonar. You are right. The wreck lays spread out over a mile with two notable sections. The bow lies on its side on one end and the stern lays upside down, but relatively intact on the other. As you know we have a submersible named the Deep Rover. Papa hears knows how to control it. I checked Crimson’s designs. The freezer lies right in the center of the ship so it probably is intact and full of air. The ship is riddled with air pockets that haven’t deflated yet.” Brent smiled. “Did you check the heat sensors?” Aleu grinned “I did do a heat check with the sonar scan. There is heat inside the ship around her engines and machinery but the warmest things are two targets…inside the freezer.” Tramp pounded the Table. “Lady and Jenna!” he yipped. “Its not that simple.” Aleu sead “The area around them is chock full of wreckage and debris. Not to mention that the stern lies upside down and under half a mile of water. Pluse both lady and Jenna are still probably tied up inside the ship. We don’t even know that they are conscious. I suggest taking it nice and easy.”

Brent, Tramp and Balto ran down to the bottom deck of the Larka. Brent ran to a large storage closet marked MacWolf Only. Balto stared at him.

‘’What’re you doing Brent,’’ he asked, ‘’changing into Superman?’’

‘’Ha ha ha.’’ Brent answered, ‘’if you must know, I’m grabbing something that will help us get to Jenna and Lady.’’

Brent pulled out a wetsuit from the locker. It was black with a sky-blue stripe along the side. He also grabbed his mask, and air tank. Tramp gave Brent a questioning look.

‘’You’re not seriously thinking you’re gonna swim down there, are you?’’ he asked. Brent rolled his eyes.

‘’Think before you ask such stupid questions Tramp,’’ he replied, ‘’of course not. This air tank and mask are for a reserve. And don’t worry about the pressure. The suit’s pressurized, so it’ll keep my insides from exploding. I’m driving