Trust

Trust


Chapter: One

Once again in a life time someone might find out who he or she is. On the other hand he or she can’t. I find it out after I born…

My name is Rayne, for friends Ray or whatever they call me. I born somewhere in Alaska, for some reason I forget where.

Of course I don’t remember where I born. I was only a pup when I was separated from my mother and from my father. I only know how I become something…what everyone hates…

I’m black and white husky. Around my eyes are white markings. At the moment my age is 3 and half.

I felt bad from my life. I born in town that name I don’t remember. I loved to play with my siblings. I never got bored with them. Then came the time…the family where I lived started to sell my brothers and sisters away. I felt bad because of that.

Soon one strong looking man grabbed from me. I almost yelped in pain because he picked me up pretty rudely. After all he was the nicest man what I have ever seen. He patted my head and held me against his chest while he gave some money to my parents owners.

 I smiled and bite playfully his open jacket. He only chuckled and held me on his hands laughing.

He took me on his own house. Inside his house was one pretty fat woman. She patted my head also when man placed me on kitchen table. I started to wag my tail and pant after I started to jump up and down on the kitchen table.

Also inside the house were several boxes. I finally get that their going to move away from the town where I now live. I remember only two large bunkers inside the town. Also there were two large factories inside the town.

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After few days they moved away. I was with them inside a small basket.

Was there three or two days when I get into new town? I didn’t remember so well but I enjoyed the travel.

Now I was in a new place. This towns name was Nenana. I smiled because I have learned to read during my life. I sniffed my new homes yard completely when I first got there. I was happy on my life…

But then…my master’s wife suddenly was taken into hospital. I whined because master only told me to stay home. I stayed and went to sleep but I was worried from the woman’s life.

Anything too bad didn’t happen…but when they got back after few days. They were having something with them. They called it “baby”.

Few days went pass and soon I realised that I didn’t get any attention. It felt bad because I was only a pup during those times. I wanted to play with my master like I have done everyday, but no. This baby was more important than I.

Soon I heard talking from kitchen. I didn’t mind to go and listen from it, but I went to listen it.

They talked from me. My ears perked when I heard my name “Rayne”. I wished I could do something about it…I couldn’t I only listened them.

Master was talking something like moving again back to the place where I lived before, also something else what he whispered to his wife. I remember these words “…I’ll whisper it to you…so that Rayne can’t hear it…”

I didn’t understand what will happen to me.

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During the days I noticed that my food was nearly end. Also they were moving again.

I enjoyed travelling so I prepared with my own way. They made everything up for me like they did before we moved in this town. I barked playfully, but the baby started to cry when I did so. I got scolded.

Soon the day came. I was exactly 8 weeks old on that time. I was adopted when I was 7 weeks old.

They loaded the truck and then they started to move. I was with them smiling, but after a while truck stopped. I noticed few tears from my master’s wife’s cheek.

They picked up the basket where I was and jumped out from the truck. I didn’t realise what they were doing.

Master patted my head and rose his finger to command me. “Rayne…stay” he said then jumped back into the truck and then they left me. Of course I stayed there.

Winter wasn’t even near so I wasn’t shivering from the cold. The basket was located outskirt of the town.

I felt hunger inside me, but I still sit on the basket, but nothing, none did come.

Hunger forced me to move to find something to eat, but what I could eat?

I padded on restaurant where I went. I sat on porch begging one man’s food. Man took look on me and grabbed his water glass. He then threw water on me and shouted something. I only took off running all wet.

I stopped running when I found out that I was all alone again.

Only thing I did was that I lain down on my basket and waited.

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On morning I finally realised that my owner’s won’t come back. I cried few hours on the basket.

Suddenly I felt nudge on my back and I turned my head to see who done it. He was young husky. His face was still childish looking and he was wearing some kind of suit.

He opened his mouth to talk to me. “Hey there…what you’re doing all alone in here?” he asked from me. I sniffed for answer and dog nodded his head and gently picked me up.

He took me on forest and on there I saw other same kind of dogs like he was. Each of them were dirty and they were wearing green coloured cloth around their whole body.

They talked a while asking questions from me where I did answer well. I told my age and how I have get into this sort of situation. They nodded their heads and asked from me “Do you want to get new and good home?” and I answered “Yes I do want to get into new home…”

I never knew where they took me, but I only heard one word…’The Alpha Den’

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Later I found out that I was in a training facility. Their where going to teach me how to fight, run, tactics and other things. I was really exited from the situation.

Soon I faced that it wasn’t so fun after all. It was tough training. For few weeks we only ran. Me and my new friends what they call “Team-mates”

I ran and ran everyday starting from 0600 to late on night. I learned soon that it meant 06:00 am.

I get scolded with others but I soon also learned that those scolds are meant to make us tough dogs.

Year went. I was now full grown, but still a pup. Now they threw to us cloths what they call “Uniforms” also I found out that I was in Military Special Dog Force’s training facility.

They forced us to fight against each others to separate the bad dogs from good ones.

That was tough job. I beat few dogs but also get beat too. I was chose on the good side where I was proud.

The uniform was heavy weight 20kilos and I didn’t like from that weight. It wasn’t bad uniform after all. It was suiting me pretty well. It didn’t bother while I ran or fought.

It protected me from my body, expect from my throat, neck, legs, belly were open for attacks. I soon learned to protect those parts well with the others.

I was fast, one of the fastest dogs in my team.

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After 3 years I was now free from the training, I’m now adult, but still called “Green horn” due lack of experience.

I was transformed into dog division for an attack. The year was 1928 winter after half year.

Well I got into Scout team and I hanged with 12 dogs. We patrolled and done everything what was fun.

Finally we went inside mountain range. We patrolled long distances.

My strong leader leaded us on forest.

There I feared the worst. Gunshot suddenly cut the silence. On my face spat something warm and it tasted bad. I opened my eyes seeing my leader leaning forwards. He then fell on ground head open.

Rest of the dogs started to panic and ran on directions to follow someone or just in headless run.

I snorted and ran with them also, but then I felt pain on my shoulder. Bullet cut deep wound on it.

I fell on ground whimpering my wound. I whimpered more when I was abandoned on the wild.

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I was now limping inside the forest. My shoulder was bleeding under my uniform where was hole.
I kept limping when I finally fell on ground near death.

Last things I heard were barking on distance. I couldn’t see what was coming. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up inside a large room. There was every kind of things lying on table and on book shells. I blinked my eyes to clear the vision. It was morning. Or at least sun was rising on horizon.

I noticed bandage around my wound on my shoulder. Uniform was hanging lazily on chair.

I shake my head to get back in real world. My head was like a drum. It felt bad but soon it went over.

He smiled a bit seeing the room where I was at the moment. “Good place…” I said quietly smiling. I saw two flies playing Dive bombers near sugar piece on table.

Even it was winter there might still be some fly’s inside houses.

I never actually did know what happened to me, but I hoped that everything was alright. My M.S.D.F collar was still around my neck. It made me smile a bit.

Never did know where I where and what will happen to me…

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Chapter: Two
Time: Morning Day unknown
Location: Unknown for now


I was still lying on my basket where I have been placed while I was in “Dream land” what we call it. For English “unconscious”.

Man I hated that place already. Was it because of fear? Or was it from something else? I really didn’t know why I was held in there. I just hoped that I could get on my feet’s soon so that I can plan how to runaway.

I got up with shivering legs at once almost losing my balance. As soon as I was on my feet’s I smiled to myself. Flies were still playing dive bombers near the sugar piece. One of them flew and hit on window trying to get out on cold air.

As soon as the fly hit on the window it flew back to the sugar piece. It’s friend was already trying to eat the sugar when it’s friend arrived. Soon they started to fight over a sugar piece.

I smiled for the boring view what at least beat sleeping. My eyes scanned whole room and I thought that it is working room. Because of the messy desk and

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