Balto’s new life. Cronos and Cinder.

 

 

I once again give credit to Street Boris, and Balto is property of Amblin Ent. And Universal Studious, I give special thanks to Idok, Phantom Wolf, Kari, Suka, DW, InuTaishu, and Danman. Danman for helping me out, Phantom Wolf for being a friend, along with Idok, and InuTaishu for making me feel welcome here. And last Kari, and Suka, DW for knocking since into my head they made me realize I was acting of what they called EMO. Note being emo sucks but the music isn't!^^  Then another special thanks to, Tibb_Wolf for encouragement for me. I’m sorry if I have same names as in other Fanfics I’m reading them all still, so sorry if I used same names. I’m trying not to.   
 

 It has been eight weeks since his pups where born, and that also marked where he died that day, but came back somehow. Balto still hadn’t told Jenna about the wolf attack on his life, for reason he didn't know for him Jenna didn't deserve to know about it. He started to wonder why but was fixed on not telling her.

 

     Balto let himself get to him, he couldn’t wait to see Cinder, and Cronos again. The two seemed to be his only thoughts, Boris had noticed. He did worry much about this is normally are given to other owners but thanks to Jenna’s owner Rosie they where able to stay in their house, since there was only two. Though her father still didn't think only two was small. His huanting dream was still the same as the one where he had died to huge wolf again. He now started to fear sleeeping. 

 

He was about to leave when Boris stopped him seemingly right on time to stop him in his tracks, how Boris did it was annoying to Balto.

 

“Balto first you go off forever and nearly die, now you can’t wait to leave to see Cinder, and Cronos, they’re not your life my dog.” Boris said to him pointing to the ground as come over to him.

 

He laughed, “As, I said before Boris, ‘did ever think you’re the reason the geese fly south.’”

 

Boris twitched an eyebrow, “I’m not going to say what I did before.”

 

He gave him a smile, “Sorry Boris I thought I wouldn’t ever get to see them, when they were born, I broke.”

 

Boris laughed and patted his head, “You fret too much dog! They mean everything to you, and you thought you would make them miserable.”

 

“Hey, Boris that was long ago.” He replied to Boris the events still ever clear in his mind.

 

“Eight weeks ago.” Boris said with a laugh.

 

He chuckled, “You never fail to bring a smile to me Boris, and, and how do you recall timing and events so well? I'd like to remember things so clear." 

 

Boris made a frown, "Well if you did remember things like I did Jenna I think would love you whole lot more, and I annoy you with it so I guess it's a hobby."

 

He had small laugh that grew to a bigger one, "Well..that's true Boris, very true." He took slightly depressing breath, "Has Hector shown up at all?" 

 

Boris slowly shook his head trying to make it easir to say no, "I'm sorry, I am seen him sense he ran off, after he thought you passed away." 

 

He gave a long depressed sigh, “Thanks Boris.” He wondered if he ever see his friend again, eight weeks had barely any hope left. The thought made him depressed.

 

“Don’t blame your self my dog. He is bound to come back to see what he thought your grave, he’ll be surprised when he sees your better than ever.” Boris said to him reassuringly Balto looked over at him with the look as if he was lying.

 

“Hey, Boris?” He asked old goose.

 

“Vhat?” He responded rather loudly.

 

“Do want to have Cinder, and Cronos over with me?” Balto asked raising a eyebrow.

 

He laughed, “I’ll safe myself, until they tear me apart, which I know they will. With there tiny minds 'look a goose lets tear it apart!' they’re bound to visit and I’ll, be ready.”

 

“Like you are with Muk, and Luk?” Balto said with a chuckle in it with a small growl not in his liking to mock his pups. 

 

“That’s a different story.” The old goose answered it seemed more like a warning.

 

“Very well Boris, I’ll just drop by and visit.” Balto replied to Boris with a devilish smirk.

 

“Vhat!?” He yelled.

 

“See you soon Boris, wish you luck.” He called out as he went down the wooden plank causing the old wood to bend as he went down.

 

“I wish myself sense not luck!” Boris called out to him, he looked around wondering about his own answer. 

 

Balto heard his remark it reminded him when he ran that race, race to be on the sled team. He raced to the town of Nome. He just couldn’t wait, he just ran for it. He went to the alleys, which he always went.

 

He had use different routs due to snow melting he couldn’t go the ways he liked best but, it still worked for him. Time and speed always went slow for him when he was a rush. He jumped off a barrel over fence for a short cut. Balto still ran at his top speed till Jenna’s house was in view.

 

He panted he brought smile to his face as  he could see the wonderful sight. his panting slowed as he came closer to the house his breath catching up with him. He remembered how he thought he wouldn’t be a good father. He thought made him stop walking. That thought had gone, and brought his mind back to where he thought he was turning and lead him practically to killing himself. This action also caused him to run into his pack or his mother's pack and the wolves that tried to kill him. He shook his head to be rid of that awful thought. Though he knew it wouldn't go away.

 

He heard his stomach growl he moved his ears back embarrassment. Opps forgot, no breaky I’ll survive He thought to himself. He turned at the side of the house where Jenna usually hung out with Cinder, and Cronos. I’m going scare Cronos he usually gets scared easily a bit too easy. He took a few quit sniffs, with a small laugh. He could smell Cronos well, but Cinder, and Jenna’s where dull as if still inside. Works anyway. He crept slowly up the side of Jenna’s house. The scent of Cronos was getting closer. He was moving, He paused, he’s patrolling? Balto went a little closer he had to be right or Cronos would see him.

 

Balto was at the edge of the corner of the house. He dared to peer over he smiled at what he saw; Cronos he’s back to him; he was looking up at the sky he tilted his head looking at a cloud. Cronos looked much like Balto but he only had little less wolf details, with a longer tail then most.

 

Balto kerpt a bit closer then jumped behind Cronos yelling, “Gotchya!”

 

Cronos just simply bolted in one direction, with total fear gripping him, he kept running till he ran into the fence that stop him entirely. Balto laughed as he went to his son aid, he could hear him groaning in pain. He appeared behind Cronos. Cronos turned around; he brought a smile to his face, though his head ached badly.

 

“Dad!” He yelled out, as ran the short distance between them. The pup rubbed himself on Balto. Balto could feel the little guy’s heart racing.

 

“How you been Cronos, where’s your mother?” He asked, Cronos was the only one in the yard, He looked down at his son.

 

“They’re inside.” Cronos answered tilting his head in the direction, “But can we talk before going inside?”

 

He sat down next to Cronos, “What do want to talk about, why alone? Is something bothering you, Cronos?” He eyed his son worried about him.

 

Cronos sighed, “Dad..Did..Did you really, get in trouble, and, the pup paused finding hard to bring up the word, “Die?” the pups voice was low and soft.

 

He gave his son a worried look, he looked away from his son. He felt his temper nearly spike to a flare Why did Jenna tell him? She should't have told them without talking to me first, why does she think she can do whyat ever?! He took a breath debating weather to tell him. He looked back at his son, who had an even more worried face. He gave in to the look. you can't fight the puppy's eyes.

 

“Well let me tell you something about your daddy, he tried to change the way he was, and...a lot things went wrong.” He noticed his pup take a quick glance at his scars he had on his right upper paw. Balto grew weary; they’re soon going to ask about that scar on my right upper paw. I can’t let anyone know that I put that scare there. Balto tried to get back to the question of weather he died or not. “I met a very pretty husky, a white one.”

 

“What’s her name?” His son asked eagerly. It almost seemed he had forgot what they where talking about.

 

“I was getting to that, her name was Terry.” He answered his pup question. Raising his paw tapping his son's head.

 

“Did you talk? Are you friends still?” Cronos just as eagerly asked, but asked faster.

 

He paused Terry is weird since she calmed to know Balto’s pain was more than hers. “We sort of

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