I’m different. So no matter what they’ll always fear me?”
“Well it depends. If you really try hard to be good, they’ll realize they have no reason to be afraid of you.”

Balto smiled. “Okay mom.”
“But for now stay away from the town.”

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3

 

Though Balto hadn’t told his mother, this information had hurt him. He sat outside the cave entrance. He felt someone approaching. It was his sister Cleo.
“What do you want?” He snapped.

“Geeze what’s you’re problem? I was just gonna ask if you could tell Aston to shut up for me.”

“He wouldn’t listen to me. He’s a jerk.” Balto shot back.

“What is wrong with you?” Cleo demanded. “You’re acting more idiotic than usual.”
“I’m fine.” Balto said. He watched the lights from the houses of Nenana.
“Are you ever planning to go into the town?”

Cleo rolled her eyes. “This is about you not being able to go into town, isn’t it?”

Balto looked at her with a surprised expression. “How did you find out?”

Cleo smiled. “I talked it out of Mom.”

Balto rolled his eyes. “Just leave me alone.”

Cleo pouted, then stormed back into the cave. Balto sighed.

He sensed someone approaching. He sniffed the air. It was unfamiliar.

He noticed a gray wolf padding towards the cave. He was a handsome looking wolf with blue eyes. He smiled when he saw the little pup.

“Well hey there junior!” He called.

“Who are you?” Balto asked.

“My name’s Claude. You can call me Uncle Claude.”

“Are you really my uncle?” Balto asked, still eyeing the visitor suspiciously.

The wolf known as Claude chuckled. “Look junior, why don’t you just go tell you’re mother Claude is here.”

Balto ran into the cave and told Aniu. Aniu felt a wave of fear hit.
“C-come in!” She stuttered.

Claude padded into the cave. “Aniu! Good to see you again.”
“What do you want?” Aniu asked nervously.

Claude frowned. “Why would I want anything?”

“Well, y-you came all the way here.” Aniu stammered.

“I just wanted to…” Claude suddenly advanced on Aniu. “…Check on you.”

Aniu pulled back. “What is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with you?” Claude shot back. “We could have been together. Instead you went with that dog!”
“Hey shut up about our dad!” Cleo snarled.

“Was I talking to you junior?!” Claude snarled back.

The pups went silent. Aniu slapped Claude across the face. “Don’t talk to my children like that!”

“Children? These are all freaks!” Claude said gesturing to the pups. “They’re all hybrid, wolf dog freaks! Created by you and that pathetic husky!”
“Get out of here Claude!” Aniu snarled.

Claude turned to leave. Suddenly he picked up Aston.

“Is it because of this one? Is this little freak why we can’t be together?”

“Claude put him down!”

Claude put his paws around Aston’s throat. Aston began gagging. Then he went limp. Claude dropped his body to the ground.

Aniu let out a sob. “You freak! What’s wrong with you?”
Claude shook his head. “No?” He picked up Cleo. “How about this one?”

“Please no!” Aniu pleaded.

Balto closed his eyes. There was a snap. Cleo’s limp body was dropped to the ground.

“You really ought to make up your mind.” Claude sneered. He picked up Dingo.

“Please, no more.” Aniu begged weakly.

“Sorry.” Claude smiled. He hurled Dingo at the cave wall. There was a crack.

“Now, one to go.”

“Please, at least leave Balto!”

“Balto is it?” Claude smirked. “End of the line Balto.”

Balto winced, preparing for the killing blow. Claude pounced.

Aniu leapt in front of Balto. Claude’s teeth dug into her stomach. Aniu let out a gagging sound. Then she fell to the ground. Her eyes stared off into nothingness.

Claude shook his head. “What a waste. She was a great one.”

Balto stared at his mother's body. He was in a state of shock.

"You killed her." He said.

Claude grinned. “That’s right junior. You can take that information to your grave.”

“Look behind you!” Balto cried.

Claude turned. “What are you talking about junior?”

He turned back around. Balto was gone.

“C’mon out Bango!” He called. “You can run, but you can’t hide.”

“Actually I can do both.” A voice called.

Claude turned in time to see the pup sprint out the cave entrance.

“Get back here you little prick!”He snarled. He too sprinted out the cave entrance.

Balto was fast, but he was only a pup. He turned to see Claude gaining on him. He stopped. Claude went flying by.

“C’mon, come to your Uncle Claude.” He taunted.

Balto turned and ran in the direction of the town. He needed to get away, even if he had to meet the humans. Suddenly he felt Claude bite his tail. He yelped in pain.

“You know you’re a bright little hybrid!” Claude snarled. “Problem is you’re still just a hybrid.”

Balto realized with horror that he was going in the wrong direction. He was going deeper into the forest.
“St-stay back.” He pleaded.

“Sorry Junior. This is where you get off.”

Suddenly the woods were pierced by a loud growl. A bear rose out of the ground right behind Claude. Balto’s mouth dropped open.

“Goodbye Bingo.” Claude sneered, somehow unaware of the bear. Suddenly the bear picked him up.

Claude screamed in terror. Balto realized he had an opportunity and sprinted off deeper into the woods.

He heard the screams as the bear tore into Claude. After running for a while the screams subsided.

Balto paused to catch his breath. Tears came streaming down his muzzle. He was having trouble registering the days events. Everyone he had ever know. Dead. In a period of minutes.

He continued on deeper into the woods. He looked worriedly at the clouds. It would snow soon. He had to find shelter fast.

He found a small hole in the ground. He tried to lay down. He was shaking uncontrollably. He suddenly let out a cry of sorrow.

But there was something else in it too. Rage. He started pounding his paws into the snow.

Eventually he tired himself out. He dozed off.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4

 

Balto awoke the next morning, half hoping the day before had been a bad dream. He looked around.

He was in a shallow hole in the snow. He groaned. He was as he had been the night before. He got up and padded off.

He trudged through the snow. He could not see. Snow whipped around everywhere making vision impossible.

He had been in the forest for two weeks now. In all that time he had eaten one rabbit. He was starving.

He wondered if he’d ever find anything. Now he was caught in a blizzard.

He suddenly broke down sobbing. He cried for his family. He cried for his situation. He cried for everything. He shivered from the cold.

He suddenly saw something approach. It was as white as the snow. It waddled towards him as he lost consciousness.

 

 

Balto snapped awake. He was in an unfamiliar setting. He rubbed his head. He was aching all over. He struggled to get up.

“Please do not try to get up little vone.” A voice said.

Balto saw a goose waddle towards. “If I hadn’t found you, you vould be freezed to death.”

“That’s frozen to death.” Balto corrected.

“Vell forgive my Russian!” The goose snapped. The goose extended his wing. “Boris Goosinov. My friends call me Boris. If I had friends.”

Balto reluctantly shook his wing. “Nice to meet you Boris. Now where am I?”

“You are in Nome Alaska.” Boris said proudly.

“Nome? Where’s Nenana?”

Boris frowned. “Nenana is quite a vays avay from here.”

Balto winced as he got up. “I don’t feel too good.”

“You must be hungry. Vait here. I get food.”

Boris waddled away.

Balto took a look at his surrounding. He realized he was on a boat. The deck was on a slant and Balto struggled to stay upright.

Then Balto looked out at the town. It was beautiful. Balto looked at the little houses. The boat was right on the outskirts. He felt tempted to go into the town. Who could possibly want to hurt him in a town this beautiful?

He remembered the family he had had only a week earlier. Tears came to his eyes. He didn’t know why the wolf had killed them. The wolf was dead now.

Balto couldn’t say he felt sorry for him. He heard a  waddling sound.
Boris had returned with a big piece of bacon.

“Zis vill help your stomach.”

Balto ate the bacon in less than ten seconds. “Is that all you brought?”

Boris nodded. “You can go into town and get more if you like.”

Balto nodded. “I should probably get out of your way. I don’t want to be a drag.”

Boris shook his head. “Actually I have quite a dull life. I vould be fine vith you staying for a vhile. By za vay, vhat is your name?”

“My names..." Balto paused, unsure whether to trust the goose. He shrugged. His name didn't mean much right now.

"...Balto. My name's Balto."

“Good to meet you Balto. You may stay as long as you vant.”

Balto nodded. “I’ll stay for the night then leave

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