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Balto: Espionage Tactics: In A Father's Footsteps

The much anticipated sequel to my greatest fanfiction thus far has finally begun! Balto has handled many dangerous and risky missions, but how will he handle his greatest one yet: being a father? Kodi has always looked up to his father as a hero and has wanted to become a government agent much like Balto. But will Kodi be able to live up to the legend of his father or even manage to become an agent? Through the winding tale, friendships will be forged, danger will ensue, and someone will be lost forever. A tale of action, dedication, patriotism, and tragedy. Keep watching for more on Balto: Espionage Tactics: In A Father's Footsteps.

-- Balto5670

This sounds excellent! Write away!

Oh yeah, I want the sequel. The first one is good...

This Sequel Will Be One Of The Most Best Novels You Will Make Yet! I'm Not Suprised That No One Has Read You're Fanfics! Write Away!

Wow, seeing as everyone seems to like this so much, I think I'll post the beginning exert from Chapter 1. Enjoy!
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Washington D.C., June 19th, 2005, 1330 hours.


The form of the crimson and cream colored husky slowly pacing back and forth in the waiting room was the only thing that moved in the moderately-sized room. Her amber eyes continuously went from the door to the door at the back of the room marked “Examination Rooms,” then to her watch, then to the clock on the wall. She sighed heavily, resuming her pacing before repeating that similar pattern once again.

Heaving another heavy sigh, she bit her fingers gently in eager anticipation, anxiety flooding through her. God, was there a time she’d been more nervous? Well, there was that time in Botswana… Or just half a year ago up in Alaska… THAT was my closest brush with disaster ever! she thought to herself. She grinned slightly, memories flooding back to her from that one mission that led her up to this moment in time; that caused her to pace nervously back and forth here.

Before anything else happened, the doors to the examination rooms opened up and a Samoyed wearing a white doctor’s coat stepped into the waiting room, looking over some file on a clipboard. His eyes moved up to the female husky, then back down to his clipboard.

“Jenna Harrand, correct?” he asked, looking over his files again, “We’ve gotten the results back…”

“That’s great news!” Jenna said, smiling slightly, “So what are the results?”

“They were positive…” the doctor replied with a warm smile, “Congratulations… So, how are you going to tell your husband? Believe it or not, most males are surprised when they hear of this kind of thing…”

“Oh, thank you so much doctor! I took a couple tests before, but I wanted to make sure they were completely accurate, and I guess they are!” Jenna replied, beaming widely, “I don’t have to worry about my husband… He’s down in Cancun right now…”

“Ah, I see…” the doctor said, handing Jenna the clipboard to sign, “So, he’s in Mexico, huh? Business trip or something?”

“Well, not really… It is for his job, but it’s not really a trip… Just, sort of a business deal, you know?” Jenna answered, signing the clipboard and handing it back to the doctor, “Thank you again doctor.”

“Take care, Mrs. Harrand!” the doctor called after her as she walked out the front door and vanished from sight.

Once outside, Jenna couldn’t stop beaming, grinning from ear to ear. This had to be the most thrilling thing that had ever happened to her! Not wasting any time, she got into her car and drove back home, arriving fifteen minutes later. She quickly got out of the car, unlocked the front door, ran inside, and ran to the Equipment Room they had in their house. Unlocking the door and walking in, she walked past the rows of metal cabinets filed with government-supplied guns and walked to a table, snatching up a small long-range radio, clipping it onto her belt, and placing the headset on before turning the radio on. One of the two radios was gone, but Jenna didn’t worry. She knew exactly who had it.

“This is Jenna calling Balto… Balto, can you hear me? Over…” Jenna said, then waited for a response. She and her husband had their own frequency where the two of them could talk when they were apart. A few moments later, Jenna got a response.

“This is Balto… What’s up, baby?” came the voice of Balto through the earpiece of her headset.

“Hey Balto… How’re things going down in Mexico? The Mexicans aren’t giving you too much trouble, I hope…” Jenna said into the microphone piece of the headset, still beaming despite the fact she knew Balto couldn’t see her.

“Heh… Jen, when have you known anyone to give me any trouble?”

“Well, I don’t know… Sometimes I wonder if I gave you any trouble…”

“Well, aside from the memory of watching you kiss Steele back in winter, nope, no trouble at all…”

“Hey, I saved your life by doing that!” Jenna remarked with a soft laugh, walking around the room as she spoke to Balto, “And I already apologized for that… Besides, you’re the only guy who kisses me now… and that’s how it’s going to remain…”

“Heh, I’d hope so… Nah, I trust you Jen…” Balto’s voice replied, “So, what’s up Jenna? You never just call me to say ‘hi’ anymore…” Jenna could feel the excitement welling up inside of her.

“Well… I do have something important to tell you…” Jenna said, “Are you in a good place to listen to this? Where are you right now?” There was a moment of silence before Balto said,

“Oh, just hanging around…”

WoW! That was amazing! Kepp up the good work!

Very good indeed! Keep it up!

Here's another passage from Chapter 1.
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The sunlight beat down on a large Mexican prison standing out against the green trees and lush background. Inside, however, the prison was pitch black. The power had gone out half an hour ago and no one had been able to repair it yet. It was as if someone had sliced all the wires with a knife intently. As the guard struggled about in the darkness, a wolfdog clad in a black combat suit hung from the ceiling by his grappling gun, night-vision goggles around his eyes as he slowly pulled himself up with the pull and hold of the trigger, slowly inching his way up.

“Oh, just hanging around…” Balto replied coolly, making sure to keep his voice low enough so he wouldn’t be heard, but he was up high enough to do that for him, “So what’s so important Jen?”

“Well… Balto, do you remember what we did on our honeymoon a couple months ago?” Balto chuckled as he reeled himself upward past each floor of the prison.

“Well, that depends… What’re we talking about? We did so much…” he replied, “Swimming, waterskiing, walking on the beach, dancing-”

“Let me rephrase that… What we did at night… In our room?”

“Oh! Yeah, yeah, I remember… How could I forget that Jen?” Balto asked rhetorically with another chuckle, “So what’s up with that?”

“Well… God, how do I say this? Balto… I’m pregnant…”

“What?!” Balto asked in utter shock, pushing the trigger on his grappling gun the opposite way and sending him plummeting toward the ground. After a couple of seconds and about two hundred feet, Balto quickly pulled the trigger again and it stopped releasing the steel nylon cord, jerking Balto powerfully as his descent suddenly stopped. Letting out a soft sigh of relief, Balto began to pull himself back upward once again. “Jenna… D-did you say you were pregnant?!”

“Yeah… I did… I am, Balto… I took a couple to tests while you were down there, and they all came up positive… I wanted to be sure, so I got a more accurate test from the doctor, and… Well, I’m sure you can guess the results…”

“Oh my God, Jenna…” Balto murmured, still in utter shock, “This is… It’s absolutely fantastic! I can’t believe it! So, do they know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?”

“I’m not sure… I’m going to go into the hospital tomorrow and get an ultrasound… Maybe then we’ll know!”

“That’s great Jenna! I’ll be home in a few days time… I’ll see you soon, sweetheart!” Balto said, “Love you… Bye…”

With that, Balto turned off his radio and continued to winch his way up until he reached the top floor. With his night-vision goggles, he could clearly see the walkway and halls adjacent from it. He walked silently down one until he came to a door marked “Warden.” Pulling out his knife, Balto jammed it between the door and the handle, breaking the lock and walking inside. As he expected, no one was inside.

Walking around to a filing cabinet, Balto pulled it open and began rifling through the names on the files. After a couple minutes of search, Balto found the one he’d been tasked to receive and stowed it in his rucksack. No sooner had he done that, then a dog walked in, mumbling nervously in Spanish to himself. The warden. Before the dog could react, Balto was on him, grabbing the dog’s arm and hitting a pressure point on his neck, knocking him out and tossing him to the ground.

Above him, he could see an air vent. Jumping on top of the warden’s desk, Balto pulled the grating off and pulled himself inside, silently shuffling until he reached a grating in front of him, sunlight streaming through from the other side. Punching it out, Balto began to pull himself out- only to see a three hundred foot drop down to the ground.

“Sh*t!” Balto muttered, looking about for another way out. Pulling out his grappling gun again, he shot it an inch onto the metal of the air vent, then jumped out of it and began plummeting. Reacting fast, Balto pulled the trigger and stopped his fall, then lightly pushed the trigger upward, slowly letting himself reel down to the ground, only a couple dozen feet below him now. Once he reached the ground, he pressed the button on his grappling gun and the hook released, allowing Balto to wind the gun back up into itself.

Once he’d gotten himself set and replaced his gun, he made sure he still had the folder. On confirmation of that, he ran a few dozen yards behind a few boulders, climbing onto a motorbike and revving it, listening to the engine roar. Before any guards could figure out what had happened, Balto sped off, vanishing into a cloud of dust in the distance.

Two days later, Balto was back in Washington D.C., driving back from the airport to the house he’d purchased with Jenna. Since he’d gotten news that she was pregnant, Balto had been on edge ever since he’d safely gotten away from that Mexican prison with his targeted objective: a file that he was instructed to not look at under any circumstances. After he’d dropped it off at the Pentagon, safely in the care of Colonel McIntyre, he’d headed straight for his home.

Balto arrived back at the house twenty minutes later, smiling widely at the sight of their large-sized home. They’d bought it just before they’d left on their honeymoon months ago. Getting out of his car and grabbing his suitcase and briefcase, Balto quickly unlocked the door and rushed inside.

“Jenna! I’m back!” he shouted, still smiling at nothing, “Where are you?”

“Right here, Balto…” Jenna answered, rounding a corner and walking up to him, smiling widely as she stared at a photograph of something. Balto put his cases down and approached her, taking her in a loving embrace.

“Miss me Jen?” he asked softly, kissing her cheek.

“Every minute, Balto…” she replied, smiling at him as she pulled back a bit and held up the photograph, “Take a look at this…”

“What’s this Jenna?” he asked, taking it and looking it over several times before looking back to Jenna, “Jen… is this for real? You’re not pulling my leg, are you?”

“Nope… That’s all for real…” she said, joy filling her voice and amber eyes, “You can call the hospital up if you want to. They’ll tell you it’s true as well…”

“Jen, I… This is… I- I can’t believe this is for real!” he exclaimed, beaming at Jenna.

“I know! I’m still trying to grasp this for a fact!” Jenna practically squealed, wrapping her arms around Balto’s neck and staring at the ultrasound photograph, “The doctor’s say that it’s probably gonna be a boy…”

“Yeah, I can see why they’d say that…” replied Balto with a soft chuckle, looking at Jenna and kissing her gently, “I love you so much, Jen… I can’t believe we’re going to be parents…”

“It’s just a matter of time now, Balto… It’s all just a matter of time…” Jenna remarked, kissing Balto back and grinning, “So, what was the major mission for Mr. Secret Agent this time?”

“Actually, it wasn’t another assassination mission like the last few times… This time it was something I truly love: infiltration…” Balto replied with a grin back at her.

“Broke the main power breakers?”

“Yup.”

“Deleted all video archives for that day?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Kill anyone while you were there?”

“You know it…” Balto said, chuckling softly, “Anyway, the Colonel needed me to get this prison file on some Niju Suarez guy… I have no idea who he is, but apparently McIntyre needed it to confirm something on him and whatnot…”

“Well, at least you’re alright…” Jenna said, kissing Balto’s cheek softly, “Glad you got what you wanted…” Jenna let go of her husband and walked back down the hallway. Balto smiled at her as he watched her walk away.

“I am too, Jenna… I am too…” he said softly to no one before taking his cases upstairs to unpack.

Wow! That was really amazing! Keep up the good work!

Wow! Very cool! Keep it up!

nice

Jenna's pregnant Keep up the good work. I'll wait for it

Another update, since I'm writing like mad now!
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Six months passed quickly for the secret agent. Jenna was relieved of her duties due to her pregnancy, taking a leave of absence to determine if she wanted to return to the agency or not. After all, with a child, she wouldn’t be able to leave the house much. So, with great reluctance, Jenna decided to turn in her papers of resignation into the agency to be able to take care of their upcoming child.

Now, Jenna was heavily pregnant and had just checked into the hospital, due to deliver any moment now... Balto paced back and forth in the waiting room, hoping that everything would be alright…




Washington D.C., December 16th 2005, 2246 hours.




Eternity. That’s what seemed to pass by Balto as he waited and waited and waited for what seemed like forever for any word on Jenna’s condition. His cell phone rang for what seemed like the three-hundredth time that night. He growled softly as he checked the caller: Col. McIntyre. Flipping it open, he placed it to the side of his head.

“Balto here… What is it Colonel?” he asked quickly, still pacing back and forth in a continuous circuit around the room.

“I was just calling to confirm about the file you brought us back in the summer from Mexico…” Colonel McIntyre said from the other end, “Plus I was calling to check up on Jenna. Has there been any word on her yet?”

“No Colonel… None yet… And the suspense is killing me!” Balto said, placing a hand on his forehead, “I think this is the worst moment I’ve been in… I feel so useless right now!”

“Well, just take it easy over there Balto… I’m certain things will be fine at the end of the day…” McIntyre said reassuringly, “Anyway, as I was saying before, about that file on Niju Suarez… It turns out he’s just the dog we were looking for all along… Balto, he could be a very serious threat to our country… Can you come in tomorrow? We need to discuss this matter, preferably in person…”

“Yeah, I’ll try to get in tomorrow…” Balto said with a heavy sigh, then looked up as he heard someone enter the waiting room and spotted the doctor who was in charge of Jenna, “I’m gonna have to go now… I’ll see you tomorrow…”

“Mr. Harrand, we’ve got the most recent update on your wife, Jenna Harrand…” the doctor said, smiling at the wolfdog, “She gave a successful delivery at 11:40 PM. Congratulations sir, you’re a father now…” Balto stared at the dog in the white coat for a moment before nodding slowly.

“May I go see her now?” he asked, then receiving a nod, asked, “Which room is she in?”

“She’s in Room #137,” the doctor said and no sooner had he finished speaking than Balto had dashed past him and down the pale-blue tiled hallways of the hospital.

After a few minutes, he came to Room 137 and took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping inside. He saw a nurse checking a few things before giving him a warm smile and exiting the room. Jenna lay in her bed, clutching a small bundle to her chest. She looked up at him and gave him a loving smile, gently rocking the bundle back and forth.

“Hello Balto… Come and see your new son…” Jenna said softly. Balto swallowed slightly and slowly approached the bed, staring down at the small red and white husky-looking wolfdog clad in blankets, fast asleep.

“Oh Jenna… He’s beautiful… It is a he, right?” he asked, getting a small nod from Jenna, “Look at him… He’s got your coat…”

“He is beautiful, isn’t he?” Jenna asked in a soft whisper, then beamed at Balto, “Oh Balto… This is the happiest moment of my life… I love you so much…”

“I love you just as much, Jenna… This is the best moment in my life too…” he replied in a soft tone, brown and gold eyes still locked on his newborn son, “What shall we name him, Jen?”

“I’m not sure, Balto… I was hoping you’d have some ideas…” Jenna said, giving him a sheepish grin. Balto thought for a moment, than came up with one.

“How about Kodiak?” he asked, looking back to Jenna for her reaction, “Kodiak Harrand… How’s that sound?”

“That’s a perfect name, Balto…” Jenna said softly, beaming up at Balto then smiling down at their son, “Hello Kodiak… Welcome to the world…”

Balto smiled down at his son, joy and pride filling him to the brim, coursing through his body like the blood in his veins. Never before had the young wolfdog felt so happy, so overcome with pure bliss as he stared at his beautiful wife and his beautiful son. But now, he knew that he had also taken on a new task with his son, a new mission he knew would be perilous, demanding, and testing in many ways. Balto was not just a government agent; he had now become a father.

The next day, Balto arrived promptly to the Pentagon, striding through the door without any hold-up by just a wave of his government identification card, proving he was a top-ranked agent. He walked through the large establishment and to the office of a dog he knew very well: Colonel McIntyre. The German Shepherd sat at his desk, sorting through files and manila folders that nearly-completely covered the top. As Balto walked in, he looked up and smiled widely at his friend.

“Balto! It’s great to see you!” he said cheerfully, standing up and walking over to the wolfdog, giving him a friendly hand-shake, “I’m so glad you were able to make it in today!... You seem a little tired though…”

“Well, you’d look the same if you spent nearly all of last night in the hospital helping out your wife…” Balto remarked with a chuckle.

“So everything went well then?”

“Everything went smoothly… I have a son now… His name’s Kodiak…”

“Kodiak… Good name…” the colonel said, then realized he’d been getting off-track, “Anyway, I found a few leads that I think you might be interested in looking at… Remember our friend Niju Suarez? Turns out he’s been wanted by the Mexican, Peruvian, and Brazilian government for some time now!”

“So we’ve got an escaped convict, so what?” Balto asked, shrugging slightly as he sat down opposite of McIntyre, “Let the police deal with him… He’s no concern of ours…”

“Wait until you here this part, Balto… Apparently, Niju was an engineer for the American military for quite some time before he resigned…” the Shepherd continued, looking over the files on his desk again, “He’s been wanted for murders, aggravated assaults, thefts, you get the picture… But he’s also gotten his hands on some important government papers… Namely blueprints on short-range ballistic missiles we’ve been developing for use in the war…”

“Alright, so let me get this straight, just so I’m on the same page as you are…” Balto said, leaning forward in his seat slightly, “This Niju guy was a military engineer who stole blueprints for missiles and is a fugitive running from the law, right? So the guy’s got weapons blueprints, how’s that effect us?”

“Because, believe it or not, we’ve done a background check on him with the Mexican government and it turns out he was in prison for dealing explosives and small arms to an unknown group of mercenaries…” Colonel McIntyre answered, giving Balto a dead-serious look, “Balto, if he’s continuing to manufacture weaponry and selling them to that group, things could be very, very bad for us…”

“Alright, so one assassination mission… Where is he right now and how am I getting there?” Balto asked, sitting back in his chair and folding his arms coolly across his chest. Colonel McIntyre sighed heavily and shook his head slowly.

“I’m sorry Balto, but there is no assassination mission… In fact, there’s no mission we have for you…” he said slowly, taking notice of the puzzled look the wolfdog before him wore, “After he escaped from prison, he simply vanished into thin air… Gone, no trace of him anywhere… He could be anywhere in the world right now and we have no clue where he is… But once we get a lead, any lead, we’ll let you know…”

“So… You’ve got absolutely nothing for me to do then?” Balto asked, giving him a blank stare, “Why is there no missions for me? There always were missions before…”

“That’s the thing, Balto… The agency has placed you on temporary relief of service…” McIntyre said, handing Balto his papers signifying his temporary relief of duty. Balto looked over it, then looked back up at the German Shepherd before him.

“Relief of duty? For thirteen years?!” Balto asked, his voice near a shout, “This is absurd! What is something terrible comes up and you need my skills for a sudden mission?!”

“Then we’re allowed to call you back into service, but until then the agency, which means myself included, believe that you need some time to spend with your new family… So we agreed on thirteen years with salary, since it seemed enough…” the Shepherd said, “Besides, even if we didn’t do this, there’d still be no missions for you… We have enough agents to fill those places…”

“Alright… I understand… Thank you, sir…” Balto said with a sigh, standing up and saluting before turning and walking out. His brown and gold eyes stayed locked on the papers in his hand, still in disbelief that he’d be free for thirteen years to be with Jenna and Kodi. While he was rather displeased with being forced out of his job, Balto wasn’t about to complain. Thirteen years with pay all while taking care of his family. Now Balto could watch his beloved son grow up. Nothing could seem more perfect.

Loverly new addition to the story Balto! Keep going, I'm dying to read more!

Very good so far! I'm dying to read more myself!