Balto saw Boris, “Hey old timer.”
“Balto I this close to being eaten.” Boris yelled out putting his feathers together closely to show example.
“I got you to worse.” Balto said to him.
“Yes, but this time it was a wolf.” Boris said to Balto.
“Ah don’t worry that’s Hector he doesn’t eat birds.” Balto side commented.
“VHAT!” Boris screamed out. I got explaining to do.
Jenna walked slowly home. She was sad but happy at the same time. Balto at first thought she would be afraid of wolves than realized that there was nothing to be worried about. But one thought lingered in her mind. What did he do about that fight?
She walked on she took the short cut though the barn stables. She noticed a sled team. It’s a new one. She continued on, She saw the huskies around she did notice one a white one it was like her. Might as well.
She walked up to white husky, “Well I haven’t seen you around.”
The white husky stood up, “No you probably haven’t.”
“My I ask your name?” She asked the white husky.
“It’s Terry, and your may I ask.” Terry answered and questioned her.
“Certainly my name is Jenna, nice to meet you Terry.” She answered to her.
“Well, how long have you been in Nome?” She asked her.
“About three days.” Terry answered her.
“How do like it here?” She asked her.
“Well it’s great it’s just in the middle of no where.” Terry answered.
She laughed a little, “Yeah we’re way up there, what place are in, in your sled team?”
“I’m around the middle. Terry said to her.
Balto went to sleep back at his boat.
He was on the ice, when he blinked he was facing the ice it had his reflection in it. His reflection had an evil grin on it. He drove his head in it, it cracked like glass but didn’t break. He heard his own voice, “Why do you hide.” Balto’s blood fell down his head. “Because I’m not you.” The other Balto spoke, “You are weak.” He answered himself, “That maybe so but this is my life not yours.”
The other or evil Balto, spoke, “Your life? You got to where you are because of me! I’m the wolf that got you though the hard the traveling.”
The mirror disappeared, Balto stared at evil Balto, “No you’re just something of my mind turning self, and the wolf in me is not segregated, from me.” Evil Balto twitched, “Is that so what about them bite marks the head bash?” Balto answered him, “Dream on.”
He awoke from his sleep it was late, that’s odd I had I nightmare, and I slept inn? He staggered to his feet. He sighed and walked to the stern. He widen his eyes as the sight of the new sled team running out. Time for get backing.
It took Jenna a little longer to get out and about that day, she had gone to vet, again. I don’t get it I have three weeks so calm down. She was heading to Balto’s when she noticed he was running out. Oh, no not again! Jenna started in a sprint to catch up.
Balto closed on the sled team, I should stay to the shadows that way he won’t see me when I get close. I have to take his rifle away though, it’s on his shoulder, HUNTER! Balto darted off behind the sled. He knew he be next to the musher in a matter of time.
Jenna could tell now he was running toward the sled team, why is chasing them? she still followed in pursuit still. She was far behind.
Balto now caught up the musher, heh, the musher hasn’t noticed me yet, and I’ll give ‘em a nice bark. He gave him a howl rather than a bark the musher turned and screamed he went for his rifle. He watched it as he pointed it at him. He quickly bit the rifle and took it away. Then spat it out and still followed the musher.
The musher stared at him, this world is still hating. Balto looked forward and increased his speed. As he caught up he could see Terry she was really tiered, when she saw Balto she yelped.
“Balto get out of here!” Terry screamed at him.
He grinned at her, “As you wish.”
He fell back to the musher who was reaching for something, Balto gave him a loud howl. The musher thought he was still up ahead stumbled back and fell off the sled.
“Man down!” Balto howled out, as he pressed his four paws in the snow and jumped towards the Musher. He stopped, to look around, I’m on the edge of the forest. Balto walked past the musher. The musher scrambled away from him, as he walked past him. As Balto passed him he gave him a glare.
He was about thirty feet away, when dead instinct told him turn around. He turned around and could now see the musher had a pistil in his Hand. He crouched and knew what was happening. The musher smiled, “Give my regards to h*ll you son of a.”
Hector ran through the forest, now this is happening I’m running top speed baby nothing wrong today!!
Jenna saw the musher with the pistil and Balto crouching away. He’s going to kill him! Dhe ran faster than she had ever ran before. She was only about forty feet away when time had come to slow motion.
The musher started firing at Balto. Balto moved away as fast as he could. The first two shots had missed. Now time stopped for her, Three shots Balto’s undefined cry. The blood in the air was more than she had ever seen. He fell into the snow his cry still loud, and the echoing of the shots, Balto’s cry.
Hector came howling a war cry out of forest to the musher, the musher turned but Hector was already all over him, he bit as hard as he could at the wrist, then he went for ankles but not to kill him, but to cripple him.
Jenna rushed over to where Balto had fallen the snow around him was red and blood was sill fresh on the ground, and blood still followed on the snow. He had steady stream of blood flowing out of his mouth. The three bullets, that had hit him, one was deadly close to his neck, the second had hit side, the last hit his chest.
He grunted trying stand up, but he fell and coughed out blood. I can get up. His vision became a blur, he heard a voice but it was stretched out and muffled. The blurred vision didn’t ease just got worse, and Balto felt tiered, STAY WAKE!! He finely gave in letting sleep take him.
Hector still biting the musher around, the musher was screaming and trying to get away from Hector. Hector stopped to grab the gun and ran off with it. The musher grunted as he ran for his sled, which stopped when he fell off.
“Balto! BALTO!” Jenna screamed at the top of her lungs.
Hector spat the gun out, and ran towards to Jenna.
“Holy crap!” Hector yelled out, minding his language in front of a lady.
Jenna was about start licking where Balto had been shot, but Hector had stopped her. “No not yet we need to get to a safe place I don’t know if that human has another gun.” Hector told Jenna.
With burning eyes Jenna protested, “We have to stop the bleeding!”
Hector argued, “No good if I’m shot or if he’s shot again is he!?”
“Then where?” Jenna cried her tears were growing.
“All the same, his boat.” Hector said, as he started to grab Balto’s scuff.
“Wait!” Jenna yelled out.
“All The Same!” Hector yelled to her again.
Jenna helped Hector drag him away, her mind was spinning. She was about lose her love of her life. Everything, Everything she was about to lose. To Jenna to get to the boat was years and years passed by to her. Hector told her to drop him next to boat.
Hector looked around the boat, he started looking franticly, “G*d da*n it!”
“What’s wrong!?” Jenna asked Hector.
“I can’t find anything shape to take the bullets!” Hector screamed out.
Boris who was at the boat flew down, “Good my gosh!” Boris exclaimed out.
Hector looked at Boris, “Hey bird!”
Boris turned to Hector and screamed.
“No bird I need your help to save Balto of Nome! Don’t run!” Hector screamed desperately.
“Alright Hector!” Boris said, “What do me need to do?”
Hector quickly responded, “I need your beak!”
“Vhat for!” Boris asked.
“Just do what says!!” Jenna screamed as hard as she could at Boris.
“I need to take out the bullets your beak is all we got! Just do it!!” Hector yelled out.
Boris muttered something in Russian, he walked to Balto.
“Jenna I need to hold Balto in place if he wakes.” Hector told Jenna.
Jenna went on top of Balto, he was shivering violently but not very strong though.
Boris prepared to do the surgeon duty. He paused.
Both Jenna, and Hector screamed at him, “Hurry or he’ll die!”
Boris held his breath, it’s like I’m eating you Balto, and Boris used his beak, and went in Balto looking for the bullet, Boris found it rather close, strong wolf dog.
Boris got his beak, out of Balto and spate out the bullet, his tong screamed for him to get the blood off. Boris ignored it
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