[ BALTO: THE DARK SIDE 2 ] - Chapters 1 - 5===============================================================================
Prologue
It was a quiet, frosty morning. The sun came over the wilderness and lighted up everything. The town of Nome, Alaska awakens to greet the new day.
Near to the edge of a forest was an icy cold lake. It was the very lake that Balto's evil half met his death; a severe punishment for causing disturbance in town, for framing Balto and worst of all, an attempt to harass Jenna, the dog he learned to love.
Two huskies stood at the edge of the lake, looking at the still water and the thin layer of ice. Silence hailed among them, for that dreadful incident still clung in their minds.
"Geez, what a way for that mutt to end his life," one of them spoke up.
"Yeah, but the freak deserved it," the other replied. "Balto sure got himself in a fix when he was blamed for those awful things he didn't do."
"I heard from someone that it was his 'dark half'."
"Hah, some story! I guess it was just someone who got real jealous of Balto. You know, like Steele." Steele was Balto's ex-rival, banished almost a week ago for his sins
during the epidemic.The husky looked at his pal. "Say, I wonder how he's now. No one could really stand the life in those woods than Balto."
"C'mon, he's one mighty fellow. A bit of hard life wouldn't hurt him."
"You're kidding!? He'll be pleading for mercy from Balto soon enough!"
"Yeah sure. Let's get back before that Steele hears what you've said. Last one's a stale meat!"
They giggled and trotted away. For a while, the water seemed still. Just then, a few bubbles came out, followed by more. All of a sudden, the ice around it broke and a canine head shot out of the water. A dog, totally drenched, swam slowly towards the bank and climbed out. He shivered and shook himself dry. For a while the dog stood quietly on the bank, staring at the water and then at himself. Then, he smiled, probably happy for being out of the dark, frozen world that held him in its depths. He looked in the direction of Nome, lying just beyond. The smile on his face broke into a long, devilish laugh. Then, he disappeared into the woods, leaving wet footprints in the snow.
Chapter One: The Awakening
Balto yawned and rubbed his eyes. The sun just began to cast great rays onto the boat's deck and woke him from his slumber. Balto stood up and arched his back to stretch himself.
"Rise and shine, Boris!" he called down into the room beneath the deck. Moments later, a white goose came out.
"Good morning, kiddo," he said to Balto.
"Morning, Boris." Balto replied back. "So, what are today's plans?"
Boris looked at him straight in the eye. "What plans? I haven't got any plan!" He flapped his wings and landed on the cabin's roof. "By the way, isn't it your turn to fetch breakfast for the both of us?"
Balto rolled his eyes. "My turn? Boris, I've been fetching breakfast every morning for as long as I can remember- yours and mine!"
"All right, I take that back. Now will you please find some food? I'm so hungry I could eat a bear!" Balto laughed. He could even hear his own stomach rumbling now.
"Wait here, I'll be back in a jiffy." Balto leaped down on to firm ground and made his way into town.Balto sighed happily. Before his heroic deed during the epidemic, he had to scavenge food from any source he could find. He also had to learn the right time to do so, for human and canines alike despised him; a treacherous, untrustworthy dog in their eyes. Now, things have totally changed. Balto was now the town's new hero; everyone's centre of attention. Even the butcher was getting fond of him, and would generously left some meats scraps especially for him. Life certainly was going towards the better side, and he wished it would stay that way.
Fifteen minutes later, Balto was back home with a large packet gnawed between his teeth. "Bogheesss!!" he called out.
"There you are! About time too," said Boris as Balto climbed aboard. Balto dropped the packet in front of his pal and spoke jokingly, "Business's kinda slow today." They ate together, chatting about old times and the present.
"So, how's life now that you've got everything you wanted?" Boris shot up a question by the time they finished.
"Perfect, just the way I like it to be," replied Balto, a little startled. What a question, he thought. It was as if he hadn't noticed anything around here. "Why?"
"Nah, nothing," Boris blabbered while he picked up the trash. Balto looked on, wondering what was it all about. Suddenly, he remembered Boris's promise to him the days before, before he went out alone in search of the lost team: "Don't fret fido, I'm sticking here until I'm sure you can stand on your own four feet." The voice sounded clear in his head.
Then something struck Balto's mind. Is Boris leaving? Is he going to be alone? Boris was a nagger at times, but he is the best pal Balto had ever met in his life. He just couldn't afford to lose him.
"Come on Boris. My life won't be like this if it weren't for you," Balto pointed out. "I still need you."
"Hah! I knew you were going to say that. The kid still needs this old friend of his!" Boris's ashen face lightened up on par with the blue sky. He flew down to the ground. "Since there's nothing to do, why not go visit Muk and Luk, eh Balto? Those boys could really use some company, "suggested Boris.
"No thanks, I've got a plan of my own for today, "said Balto.
Boris folded his 'arms'. "What is it?"
"I think I'll go check on Rosy today."
Boris slapped his forehead and cried out, "Again?! But the girl's fine now, for heaven's sake! Why don't you just admit you're going to meet that husky instead?!"
"Hey, her name's Jenna, and she just isn't any husky!" Balto snapped. He leaped to the ground and turned to look towards town. "She's the greatest dog I've ever met in my life!" he smiled.
"You only talking on one side!" said Boris with a huff. "Have you ever wondered if she feels the same way about you?"
"Of course she does. We went on a date before, didn't we?" Balto looked determined.
Boris stared at him and cried, "Balto, you only call it a date when you get to say something romantic in it, like 'I love you'! You go on a date with her and did you say that? No!"
"Okay, maybe I haven't," admitted Balto, rather disappointed with himself. "But when the time comes, I'll say it right in front of her!"
"Looks like love is in the air again!" Boris began to draw a heart on the fresh snow with a stick. He had known the relationship between the two canines for ages. Balto was fond of Jenna since the first day they met all the years ago. Since then, they were always at each other's company, and this became more often after the epidemic.
"Well, I'd better be going. Sorry about wrecking the plan, Boris. Send my regards to those two! I'll see them some other day!" said Balto.
"Yah yah, that's what you always say! Go on, I won't be bothering about that plan of yours!" With that, the old goose made a short flight away from the boat and disappeared from view. Balto went to an unfrozen puddle of water and groomed himself.
"Nome, here I come!" he grinned and jogged into town.
Chapter Two: The Meeting
Jenna looked at herself in the mirror. She always made it a point to view herself before doing her morning walk with her human. Looking at her reflection made her feel more confident about herself.
"Come on girl. Let's go!" Rosy called out, already in her favourite clothes. Jenna made a cheerful bark and followed her to the door.
"What a fine morning to- hey!" Rosy exclaimed as she opened the door. Fifteen feet away from the doorstep was a dark brown and grey dog, sitting on its haunches and wagging its tail.
"Well, if it isn't the town's hero, Balto. Hello boy!" Rosy went nearer and patted his head. Balto whined softly and licked her hand. Jenna, still pausing at the doorstep looked on intently. A smile broke across her face. Balto saw her and smiled back.
Rosy chuckled and turned to her canine pet. "Oh, I get it. Balto's taking you out, eh Jenna?" Jenna gave a bark.
"Well, go on then. We'll have a walk some other day," she gave one last pat on Balto's head and left both of them. At first, they just looked at each other and said nothing.
"Good morning," Balto was first to break the silence.
"Morning. I didn't expect you were coming," Jenna greeted back.
"It's a surprise," said Balto. "How are you today?"
"As always. How's your wound coming?" Jenna looked at his shoulder. Balto was startled again. He hadn't thought much about the incident two days before. Since then, life was normal for him.
"A bit sore, but don't worry, it'll heal." he said. "So, any plans for today?"
"I was going to have a walk with Rosy when you came along."
Balto drooped his ears. "Opps, sorry!"
"Naah, it's okay. Anyway I was going to see Sylvie and Dixie today. Perhaps you would like to come?" Balto raised his eyebrow. He had never attended a female 'gathering' before, and he never knew much about Jenna's friends. Well, at least I'm with Jenna, he thought.
"Sure, let's go."
It was getting hotter in the Old Mill, but the wind was blowing mildly. Outside, Sylvie and Dixie were sitting comfortably on their favourite spot and enjoying the breeze while waiting for their husky friend, Jenna.
"Honestly Syl, what are we doing here so early? Jenna's supposed to have her walk right now," Dixie asked Sylvie.
"Well, today she doesn't," said the Afghan hound. "I saw her just now and I bet she's coming here very soon."
"Oh? And what makes you think she's going to be here?"
Sylvie merely grinned. "You'll see. She's bringing someone along, someone very special." Dixie looked at her quizzically, but said nothing. Sylvie was a nosy dog, in fact the nosiest around, so she knows well of what was going on in town.
After a while, Sylvie spotted Jenna walking towards them, with another dog behind her. She gave Dixie her usual 'I-told-you-so' look.
When Jenna came close enough, she gave an utter of surprise. "Hey, how come you're so early today?"
"Well, Sylvie was-" Dixie tried to speak but Sylvie gave her a nudge.
"We've been practising some time management. Aren't you having your walk?" Sylvie pretended not to know anything.
"I was going to, until-" Jenna's eyes suddenly widened. "Oh, I almost forgot! Girls, I would like you to meet Balto. I hope you wouldn't mind about him joining us today." She backed away a little so the three dogs could see each other better.
Balto smiled at Jenna's friends. He had known Sylvie and Dixie before, but he was still a bit shy. "Nice to meet you, ladies."
Dixie whispered into Sylvie's ears, "Well, what's so special about him?"
"Don't you see, silly? Just look at the way they are now. Balto is officially Jenna's fiancé!" Sylvie whispered back in reply.
Dixie nodded understandingly and chuckled. "Sure we wouldn't mind, but are you sure he's not his dark half we once thought he was?"
Balto was startled again. First Jenna and now this!
Jenna rolled her eyes. "Aww, c'mon. I was the one who figured it out. Besides, I knew him better than any of you!" She turned towards Balto and winked. Balto saw her and grinned.
"All right, enough of this. What's the plan?" Sylvie brushed away the topic.
"Let's get out of town for a change," said Dixie. "I hate being crapped up here."
Jenna looked at Balto. "You're the expert. Any suggestions?"
Balto thought for a moment. Then he remembered his home, the trawler back in the woods. It would be good for the boat to have some visitors once in a while, he thought.
"How about going to my place? Boris's out and I suppose he won't be back till evening, so the boat's quite vacant right now, there's plenty of room for all."
Dixie gave a squeal when she heard that. "Yeah, trust Balto to come up with the good places! I've always wanted to see the boat up-close!"
Sylvie just nodded and said, "Sounds like a fine idea to me. Let's get moving."
Balto laid himself out on the deck and let the sun shine on him. He had been down in the cabin nearly all day with Jenna's friends, retelling the stories of his past. Of course, Jenna was with him, adding the details where possible.
"Balto, isn't it lonely living far away from town?" Dixie asked as she came out.
"Not really. I have Boris with me for company and it's easy to get into town whenever I want to."
"Neat life here, huh?" Sylvie chided in. "All the space you want, nobody to order you around. It sure swells being a free dog." Balto only smiled. If only she knew how Boris was to him.
"Well, sort of."
Dixie looked up at the sky. "Hey, it's evening already! My mistress is going to worry if I stay on any longer."
"Talk about licensed dogs! We really have to go," added Sylvie, jumping down. "Jenna?"
Jenna who was quiet all the while spoke, "No yet. I think I'll stay on for a while." The Afghan hound chuckled and bid farewell before heading towards Nome with her pal.
Once again Balto and Jenna were alone.
"So, what do you think?" Jenna asked Balto.
"Not bad. Those two are really sporting," Balto looked at her. "And so are you..."
Jenna smiled and blushed. Balto added, "Look, I'm really sorry if you were really missed out on the-" Before he could even finish, Jenna nuzzled him in the neck.
"It's okay, I enjoyed it. I'm glad you enjoyed their company." Jenna smiled and glanced towards the woods. Then, her eyes closed, as if deep in thought.
"Are you okay?" Balto tried to satisfy his curiosity.
"It's been a week since Steele's gone to the forest. I wonder how he is now," uttered Jenna.
Balto's eyes narrowed at the mention of his ex-rival, yet he spoke nothing. The face of that black and white malamute will not vanish from his mind for a very long time. He was the beginning of everything. It was Steele who endangered the lives of the sled team in the long journey and the children whose lives depended on them. It was because of Steele that Balto was taunted and mocked about his past; a shame he carried throughout his life, until that fateful journey.
However, it was also Steele who brought him the life he wanted. If the sled team was not lost, he would not have showed up to the rescue and in turn brought the medicine to safety. If it wasn't Steele trying to confuse their way back, he would not have stumbled upon the mysterious white wolf and learn the truth about himself. He would not even have the chance to proof himself to anyone, including Jenna. Balto never told anyone what he really felt about Steele; but deep inside, he was thankful to him, and wished he could do something in return.
"Steele's one tough guy, Jenna. I've already forgiven him, let's hope he has learnt his lesson and come back. I'm sure we'll all be ready for him," replied Balto.
Jenna gazed at him, a cheerful smile on her face. "Yeah, I hope so."
"Tell you what. I'll go visit him next week and tell him all about it!"
"Balto, you're the greatest!" Jenna cried in delight. Balto grinned widely and nuzzled her.
"It's getting late. Rosy might be worried sick about you," he said. "Come on, I'll walk you home."
"Whatever you say, big guy."
Chapter Three: The Visit
Steele stretched himself and went outside his den. He had just eaten a wild rabbit he hunted for his evening meal. He did not like the taste of dirt and fur, but at least it was enough to last a few days. Thoroughly exhausted, he bowed his head low as the strong breeze ruffled his fur and cooled him. He glanced towards his den. It was unfit for town dwellers like him, but it served its purpose.
The malamute sighed. It has been a week since he first came here. The epidemic had ended and the children would surely have recovered by now. He wondered if the dogs back at Nome had forgotten him. His master might organize a search party to look for him, maybe Balto. Then again, the wolf dog might have left him to die and rot here.
Steele laid down and closed his eyes. Then everything flashed before his mind. He remembered the time when he and his gang made fun of Balto. He remember when he led the sled team through the blizzard and ended up in the middle of nowhere, the time he tried to kill Balto when he came to the rescue and the time when he endangered the sled team by erasing the trail leading back to Nome. However, Balto succeeded bringing the medicine back and was declared a hero, while he fled to the woods in shame. At that time, it was better to hide than face humiliation. In real words, Steele banished himself even before a trial was put up.
Now things were not the way he expected it to be. Steele had to hunt in order to stay alive; something he was not good at. The nights were freezing cold and the risk of meeting wild animals was everywhere. He had thought about coming back, but was not sure if was the best action. Will he be accepted back? Won't Balto banish him again, this time for good? After all, he was fit to be called a murderer; both dogs and children if it weren't for that wolf dog. Maybe he should live and die here...
Steele shook his head vigorously. "What was I thinking about?" he said aloud to himself. "I just couldn't live and die alone here. There might still be a chance for me to get back home. If I only knew how..."
He thought about Balto, the half-breed who tried to live among the dogs of Nome. At that time Steele was a eminent figure in town. He was also a hybrid hater, so he always made it a point to taunt, mock, tease or make fun of Balto in any way possible. The fact that Balto was a wolf descendant became the perfect alibi for him. He had taught the other dogs to hate the innocent wolf dog. To him, Balto should be driven away into the forest back to where he belongs. But he was dead wrong. Balto was finally accepted by all, and he was 'driven away' instead.
Somehow, deep inside he admired Balto. It surprised him how he got through all the years of hard life given to him. Balto never started a fight when he challenged him to, or even plotting vengeance on him. Balto also tried to be good towards other dogs; not like any hybrid personalities registered in his mind. Balto even won Jenna's heart, the beautiful husky he had a self crush on. Steele felt like a horrible canine freak. It was the real reason for him to despise Balto, though he never really meant to be cruel towards him. Yet when he thought about it, he was glad that Jenna is happy with someone she truly loves. Balto is such a great dog.
"I wish I was back home. Good food...warmth...friends," Steele mumbled. Then his ears perked up in excitement as if something had struck him.
I know! he thought. I'll just stay here a few more days and then head back to town. I'll look for Balto and tell everyone that I'm sorry for everything, that I'll be a good dog from now on. Balto will surely welcome me back. There, all settled! But what if Balto doesn't believe me? What if he banishes me for good? No, Balto wouldn't do those things!
Just then, he heard a sound. He turned and could not believe what he saw. Standing just thirty yards away was Balto himself!
"Hello Steele," the wolf dog called out.
"Bal...B-Balto! What are you doing here?!"
Balto stepped closer towards him, now standing on all fours. "Just checking up on you. So how's life? You seem to be enjoying it." Steele knew it was an insult, but he kept his cool. No use attacking him anyhow, he thought.
"You've got to be kidding! It's like hell here, but at least I'm still alive."
"Well, I'm glad you could make it, Steele. But don't worry, you'll get used to it sooner or later." commented Balto. Steele looked at him suspiciously.
"What do you mean, sooner or later?"
"Oh, give me a break!" Balto made a small laugh. "You don't get it, do you? You're stuck here for the rest of your life, how about that?"
Steele's eyes widened in horror. "What!? You mean I am banished for good?" he blurted out. "Come on Balto, forget the old times! I'm really sorry about what I did to you and those children, but I'm changed now. Why don't you just forgive me and let me proof my words!?" Submission made Steele ate his ego, but he knew it was the best thing. Rushing the wolf dog could cause him a lot more trouble.
"Sorry pal, I can't take excuses. You've picked on me before, you nearly killed the whole team and you nearly cost those children their lives if it wasn't for me! You will forever become a dark spot locked in our hearts, Steele; something even your life couldn't pay for!"
Then Balto added, "On second thought, if you're fed up with this place, I can always end it up for you, nice and easy." He clicked his teeth together to show his point.
Steele could not believe what he had just heard. How could Balto, a kind-hearted dog who would forgive anyone be so evil? Is it the hatred bottled up inside him that caused him so? Balto might be gentle, but gentleness can be replaced by cruelty after too many torments and pressure. That wolf dog might even be looking for the right time to eliminate him once and for all! Well, he won't succeed anyway, he thought.
"Over my carcass, you lousy mutt! If you think killing me would solve the problem, you better have your brain checked!" Steele was losing his patience. "You'll just end up as a canine murderer, hated and dreaded by everyone. No more Mr. Nice Guy!"
"And to think that you can get away that easily? Our lives would be a whole lot better without you, Steele!" Balto answered back.
Steele merely scoffed, "Sure it might, but I'm sure Jenna won't even like it a bit."
Balto's eyebrows rose at the name. "Hah! You think she would care about you after what you did to me!? I bet she would be wishing you were dead by now!"
That was too much for Steele. With a cry, he lunged towards Balto, his jaws targeted on his neck. Balto quickly moved aside and let the malamute skid on the snowy ground. When Steele made another jump at him, he lied on his back and shoved his hind legs into his chest, throwing Steele into a bush.
"You think you can overcome me?!"Steele was not going to give up. He charged at Balto's legs and knocked him off. Before the wolf dog could react, Steele plunged his teeth into his shoulder and backed away. Balto cried in pain as warm blood stained his coat.
"You were saying, half wolf?!" Steele taunted in reply. Balto stood up and leaped at him. He slapped the malamute hard on the face and sent him sprawling on the snow. He clamped onto Steele by the scruff of his neck and slammed him against a tree. Steele painfully got up on his feet and faced him. Without warning, Balto struck again, this time sinking his teeth into his side. Then he jumped away, smiling.
Steele growled and glanced at his wound. "You know, I used to think you as a good dog, always being an angel towards everybody," he said. "But look at you now! You're not the kind of dog I was thinking about."
The wolf dog stood still. "And why is that?"
"Damn you, you half wolf! You're a hypocrite, a bad liar and a dirty jerk! Do you think I would believe your stories, huh?! No one asked you to see me. You came here on a personal matter, to destroy me, right? The Balto I know won't do this."
Balto just sniggered. "Why, of course he won't do a hellish thing like this, everyone knowsthat! It's a pity you picked the wrong guy to put your blames on!"
"What are you talking about?"
"It just so happens that I'm not the Balto you're talking about. I'm one half of him, that is. You can call me Demon for a start."
"Don't talk rubbish! You're so mixed up you even forgot who you are!" Steele taunted.
"You still don't get the point, do you? You see, I've been living inside him all this while, waiting for the right moment to come out. Most of the time, no one realizes that, cause' we have a lot in common, only he has the good half, while I got the bad half. You might say the real Balto is with you right now, but he's not- a part of him, that is. However, I'm still him and he's still me. You know, one dog but different personalities if you get the idea."
"Nonsense!"
"Oh yeah? Do you think Mister Goody Two Shoes like Balto really has the guts to kill you right this moment? Do you think he's really a rotten, jerk faced hypocrite like you?" The wolf dog gazed at him with his green eyes. "And do you think Balto would have eyes like mine?" Steele saw them and realized the foolish mistake he had done. If the dog in front of him wasn't Balto, then who?
"Face it, Steele! I'm Balto's evil twin brother, his evil half!" Demon cried. "You can be correct on those names, but you're part correct on the personal matter stuff. I thought you could help me with my job. You see, Balto knows about you better than he did about me. I would like to use that as an advantage."
'Balto' continued, "Actually, I have a surprise for my goody twin brother. All I need is you as my disguise, and all you need to do is agree. Leave the whole thing to me."
"What do you plan to do with him?""I just couldn't tell you about it now, could I?! You'll have to agree to it first, and once you get the hang of it, it's going to be a piece of cake. So how about it?"
"Hey, look here...Demon or whoever you are," said Steele. "I wouldn't interfere with your half and half business, but if you're on some evil plot and I'm in it, count me out. Even if I hate that twin of yours, I want to get back home where I really belong. I don't want to risk my chance at that."
The canine's eyes glowed again. "You know Steele, I like you, always so hard-headed. Very well, I hope you won't regret it." With that, he charged at Steele and slammed his feet on to his chest, almost knocking the air out of him. Steele managed to free himself and clambered to his feet.
"What the-" Demon again knocked him off. Steele rolled on to his side and dug his claws at Balto's stomach the moment he was upon him. Both stood up, almost together.
"Let the battle continues!" the wolf dog said as he jumped again. He caught him on the shoulder and sent him sprawling on the ground. Steele quickly got up and lunged at him, but he was faster and dodged away before he could even touch him. Most of the time, 'Balto' had beaten him up, thrashing him around and slamming him against trees and rocks. Steele tried to counter-attack, but the remaining strength limited his moves and so he tried to evade his opponent's onslaught. Demon on the other hand, fought with amazing swiftness, mercilessly attacking him from all directions. At last, he fell to the ground with his own blood staining the snow, breathing heavily.
Demon stood just a few feet away. A sinister smile appeared on his face. He slowly approached Steele and stared at him in the eyes. "Looks like we have a loser." he smirked. "But I'll spare you this time, old pal. You will be useful to me anyway."
Steele felt a chill up his spine. Whoever this dog was and whatever he is up to, it has a rotten smell to it. Steele felt tricked, now that his chance of going back to town and gaining trust from the other dogs was fading away. He gritted his teeth.
"Surely you could do me a little favor for the sake of my twin brother, hmmmm?"
"Why...you...you..." Steele croaked before slipping into unconsciousness.
Demon broke into a eerie laugh as he watched. No much of an answer, but it will do. He glanced at Steele and then towards Nome, shielded from view by trees and snow dunes. The first part of his plan had been carried out, well.
"This time it's just you and me, Balto. Up-close and personal," he laughed again.
Chapter Four: Steele's Homecoming
Balto just couldn't believe what he had heard. He was happily basking under the morning sun beside the trawler when they brought the shocking news.
"What!? You can't be serious!" his voice crackled throughout the quiet morning. He stared with wide eyes at the dogs standing in front of him. "You're saying...Steele's coming back?!"
"Hey, calm down!" the brown coated husky said. "It's not like he's going to eat you up or something. Yup, that's what he wants me to tell you, right Buck?"
The German shepherd beside him nodded. "Yeah. What's more, he wants you to be there tomorrow night; at the Old Mill at...uh, before midnight, I guess."
"All right. When did he tell you this?"
"Well, we were strolling in the woods just hours ago when we ran into him, or did he see us first? Anyway, he stopped right in front of us and told us the news."
Balto let out a heavy sigh. "I'll be there. Anything else he told you about?" Both canines shook their heads. Balto thanked them and let them go on their way. He stood up, then sat down again, this time resting his head on the powdery snow.
Steele is COMING BACK, TOMORROW?!
The promise he made to Jenna three days ago came into his mind. Well, it couldn't be fulfilled as she wanted to, but at least she will be happy when he tells her the news. But Steele coming back...so soon? All right, maybe it wasn't too soon, but Balto didn't expect it to happen. It wasn't like Steele to 'surrender' so quickly and willingly. Balto knew his ex-rival quite well: a stubborn, egoistic fellow who always ranks himself above others, not easily admitting defeat. Steele's will is not as strong as Balto's, but he had to admit that malamute won't give up for nothing. Perhaps he's up to something.
Then again, he might be underestimating him. Steele was a bad guy, but it wasn't too late to turn over a new leaf. Balto believes that in the heart of every canine; no matter how bad they are, there exists a good soul, hidden deep inside. Steele was one of them. Steele also would never leave an opportunity when he saw it; he would do if it could proof that he was a totally changed for the better. The problem was, trust was hard to gain; he would bet on it. But if he could give Steele another chance, why couldn't the others?
"Hi, Balto."
"Oh, hi Kaltag! "Balto pawed the snow beside him. Kaltag came close and sat down.
"What's up? I've been calling you from afar but you don't seem to hear anything."
"Sorry. Where're the others?"
"Nikki and Star? They're still sleeping when I went out."
Balto joked, "Hmm, looks like the gang's breaking apart."
"Naah. I think it's time the three of us get a hold on real life, but we still spend some time together," Kaltag answered. "By the way, what were you doing just now?"
"Nothing, just having a sunbath, deep in thought..."
"What's the topic? World peace?" Kaltag chuckled. Balto just smiled.
"Nothing really, you won't want to hear it anyway."
"That's the second time you said 'nothing'. Come on Balto, let's hear it!" Balto tried to hesitate, but finally gave in. Kaltag has been with Steele long enough to learn his ways, so he must know more. Balto proceeded telling him the news, though nothing on what he thought about it.
"Steele, eh? Yeah I heard it just now; thought it was just a rumour," Kaltag finally spoke. "But the dogs speak so much about it I have to believe it."
"You have to?" Balto was puzzled."Uh, not really. Steele isn't some guy who plays around with his promises. It's his life's principal."
Balto nodded in agreement. The misery he had in the past would explain it. Wolf hatred was also part of the malamute's life's principal too, he guessed.
"Ah, I don't really know what to believe right now! Steele is acting rather...strange."
Balto's ears perked up at the words. He mentioned Kaltag to go on.
"Well, We can all believe that he's coming here tonight. What I really don't understand is he..."
"He makes the decision all too quick?" Balto took a guess.
"Yes, that's right! He does it at the wrong time, too. Isn't it kind of weird of Steele to come back and apologize at a time like this, when the hatred he stirred up has not yet settled? It's just too soon for that. Believe me, even if you could forgive him not all of us could. Steele's not foolish enough to do that, yet he did. I just don't get it- what is he trying to prove?"
"Maybe he's just trying to show that he has regretted his old self and that he has taken over a new life," Balto replied. "All the same, the best thing he can do to gain our trust is to give up his pride."
"Oh I don't know Balto. Steele's losing his edge? Wheww! I can only tell you two things: either Steele's got zonked till he's out of his mind or I smell something rotten in his plans."
Balto shuffled his paws uncomfortably and stood up. "Like...plotting a revenge?"
"That's not what I meant," Kaltag tried to comfort him. "But if Steele's really doing so, you know we'll always be by your side."
"Come on, Kaltag. Don't jump to conclusions just yet, I don't think he's really that evil. Besides, what he intends to do is not our right to question. I suggest we just leave him to it, find out what he wants and then we'll see what happens."
Kaltag twitched his ears, clearly unsatisfied. "Yeah right, the 'wait and see' method. Think about it, Balto! I've been living with that rival of yours so long, I'll bet his has a picture of you stuck somewhere in his cerebrum! Why don't you at least consider some acts of precaution?!"
Balto paced a few steps and turned to him. "Since when did I say I hadn't thought of any?"
"Ohh...I suppose that's all right. Maybe I should come up with one."
"I have a few things to settle," Balto suddenly remembered Jenna. He wondered if she had heard the news. "You're coming tomorrow night?"
"Sure bet! Won't miss it for the whole world!" Kaltag said, reeking with sarcasm. He bid farewell, leaving Balto alone, still concerned about the coming night.
It's going to be a long, long night after all...
The moon hung in the sky like a dimmed sun. The cold night breeze swept across lonely streets. Nearly all the lights in the houses were out. The humans were snuggling in their cozy, warm blankets, probably having dreams by now.
In the Old Mill, it was different. The town's canine meeting place was in the heat of excitement; with conversation and laughter occasionally popping up. Nearly all dogs were in admittance, either snuggling close to the boiler or just chatting about old times. Nevertheless, they all have the same reason, which is to witness with their own eyes the highlight of the occasion: Steele's return from his banishment.
Balto sat on top of some empty crates with Jenna and two other dogs. The wolf dog had been quiet, constantly peering out of the door.
"Balto, are you all right?" Jenna asked him.
Balto looked into her crimson eyes. The feeling of her being with him gave Balto a sense of security. "Yeah, I'm okay," he rubbed her head with his chin as reassurance.
Jenna calmed down and spoke in a soft tone, "You sure? You've been looking at that door for ages. Are you worried about Steele?""Yeah. Just a little."
"About him trying to...interfere with our lives?" Jenna made a worried face.
Balto tried to reply, but paused for a moment. Was Jenna referring to the dogs of Nome in general or was it both of them? Either way, everyone was anxious about Steele's 'homecoming', especially him and maybe Jenna. Balto just hope there wouldn't be any trouble about it. Sure, Steele would only want him, but he may want Jenna as well. Balto knew Jenna only loved him, but he couldn't stop Steele's affection towards her.
"Don't worry Balto, everyone's with you. Steele won't have a chance against you even if he did. Everything's going to be okay. I promise," Jenna seemed to be reading his mind.
"Hey, I should be saying that!" Balto chuckled. He remembered the promise he made to Jenna at the bear's trail after the grizzly attack when he was going to search the lost team alone.
"I know that. Just stirring back the old memories,"Jenna chuckled, too.
Just then the trio; Kaltag, Nikki and Star came through the door. "Yo, Balto! How's the couple doin'?"Nikki called out as soon as he spotted Balto and Jenna.
"Fine. Just don't get any ideas on that," smiled Balto.
The three climbed up the crates and sat beside him. They were told earlier that they were to sit there; anybody in close relation with Steele, that is. Things were quiet for a while between them, until Kaltag stroke up a little conversation. "A little worried, Balto?"
"Yeah, sort of."
"Me too. The three of us are, actually."
"About what?"
"We...uh, sort of betrayed him. You know, when you succeeded in taking over the medicine, and he fell down the cliff. We just followed you home and left him there."
"You can't say that. You and the others did that because its your job,"said Balto. "The medicine is this town's only hope, so bringing it back was our top priority. I should have help him when he fell over, but only when I realised he was a harm to us did I left him there."
Kaltag shook his head. "Ohh, I don't know if he accepts that as an excuse. Remember the time he erased the trail you made and we got lost because of that?"
"Yeah, I remember it. But he that because of his intentions towards me, not you. The reason you guys received it too was because you were with me at that time."
Kaltag nodded in agreement. He forgot one thing about Steele- he never gets on Balto's good side and he would never accept Balto the way he is, though he wasn't sure if he would now. And Balto seems to realize that. "Yeah, I guess so," he finally said.
At that very moment, Nikki and Star joined in. Both of them hadn't spoken much with Balto, since they spent most of their time together. Instead, Kaltag was the one who often does the talking.
"Wonderful night tonight, isn't it?" asked Star.
"Yeah, enjoy it while it lasts, Star. The boss's coming back," Kaltag made a grin. Star screwed his face.
Nikki piped, "Now who are you callin' a boss, dere? The boss is right here- with us!" he patted Balto's back.
"Since when did you guys made me your boss, huh?"
"Since you become the town's hero. Anyone who could guide a sled team safely through all kinds of danger is fit to be our boss."Star chirped, his ears drooped with envy."You're a real goldie, Balto!"
Balto smiled. Kaltag, Nikki and Star were too humble with him these days. Sure, they had once been a part of Steele's gang, mocking and taunting him back then. Still, they too have a sense of displeasure towards Steele and his acts, but were too afraid to admit it. Steele would be haunting their lives if they did. Well, at least they were happier since Steele's banishment: they have more friends and more time for leisure than going round taunting or making fun of some innocent canine, especially Balto. They even befriended the wolf dog that was once their living 'punching bag' for all their derision and bad names. Balto was only too glad to accept them.
"We all are, Star. I'd never made it back if you guys weren't behind me, trailing my butt all the time!"
"Heh, you got to give Star here some point of experience," Nikki pointed out. "Let 'im lead the team, and you'll have an all expenses-paid trip around the globe!" The chow-chow proceeded giving a slap on Star's shoulder, but he quickly dodged and stuck out his tongue.
"What do you know about leading sled teams anyway, chowie?"
Balto changed the topic. "You've two been together for quite some time. What're you up to anyway?"
Nikki eyed at Star and broke into a laugh. "You won't believe this, but I am Star's prime consultant in his love business these days. He's getting tacky on some fluffy puff; a real goldilocks!" Star stared at him and poked at his ribs.
"You are not! I mean...uh...what is Nikki babbling about?! Why you-" both Nikki and Star jumped down and ran out on a chase.
Balto laughed heartily and said to Kaltag, "And I thought you said they were worried, too."
"Figures, my friend. Only those with brains and sense would worry about Steele," Kaltag patted his own head with his paw.
"Everyone does, Kaltag."
Kaltag rolled his eyes. Maybe Balto was being too serious, he thought. "Right. That would mean Steele's a problem to everybody."
Balto shook his head. "No, I don't think so. If Steele's looking for someone, it is going to be me he's looking for."
"Yes, I'd agree to that, but what I am trying to say-"
Balto made a sigh that made Kaltag stopped. "Look here Kaltag, keep your words for now. I don't think Steele's coming here without any other reason, other than to admit his sins. I rather think he's up to something, and I'm going to find out what it is."
"Hmm, that's good."said Kaltag, satisfied that the wolf dog finally accepted his 'theory'.
"Well if he does, let me handle this my way. Whatever it is he's up to, it's going to have meinvolved."
"Wait a minute! Don't tell me this is the kind of precaution you're thinking about?"
Balto nodded his head. "It is. I don't need any help from you guys right now. I just don't want anyone to get hurt, okey?"
"And let yourself get hurt?"
"That's the way it is with Steele. He's only tempted to me, and all he desires would lead to me. He only wants me, Kaltag. If he's really wants something with me, then he won't stop until he gets it, and nothing would stop him."
"And how could we let ourselves at bay while you get whammed by that slimeball?!" Kaltag cried out, slamming his paws together to emphasize his words. The nearest dogs turned their eyes towards them.
Balto looked at him, and smiled rather optimistically. "I won't. Trust me."
"Not even a helping hand?"
"No."
"Fine. Suit yourself," Kaltag lamented, brushing away the topic. But inside him the feeling of uneasiness bore deep. Balto obviously haven't got any idea of who he is going to deal with, and just putting himself to face it alone without any help. One crazy wolf dog against a bloodthirsty, well just about, malamute. Hmm, Balto's words were inconclusive enough for one thing.
You can say all you want, Balto, but I'm going to help you through this, he thought.
A wolf's howl was heard in the distance. The dogs knew it as a sign, for the local pack of wolves would always howl at midnight. By now, the commotion had died down considerably. Even Balto, Jenna and Kaltag left the topic off their minds for a while, chatting about small things. Nikki and Star had returned from the chase, happily sharing jokes and bonking each other's heads. Everything seems calm, for once.
Suddenly a dog rushed in. All eyes were set upon him.
"Steele's coming!" he panted.
Everyone seemed to be talking at once. Doc, the oldest and most respected dog in Nome, barked loudly to calm them down, "Quiet everyone! There is nothing to worry about!"
The noise died down, leaving only whispers. Doc looked at Balto. "It won't be long now,"he said. Balto forced a weak smile. He tried to look calm but could not. The heat was so strong he could feel it. He glanced around, towards the trio, the dogs before him and finally at Jenna. Jenna appeared calm, though he sensed there was nervousness inside her.
Balto shifted his body slightly and kept a steady stare towards the entrance. More than a week of banishment now, and finally he's going to meet him, face to face. The thought about meeting his own arch-enemy, who even attempted to kill him before made him nervous, but he was determined not to. With all his friends around, it was impossible for Steele to harm him. That is, if he wants to.
A gust of wind blew in. Those who sat near the entrance shivered. Balto shivered too, but not from the cold. His nose twitched at though he had smelled something. He turned to look at the others beside him, and found them looking at him too. They too, had caught the scent.
Jenna said to him, more likely of a whisper,"I think he's quite near around here. I can smell him."
Balto sniffed again. The scent was there all right, like Jenna had said. However, it was different from the one Balto recognised. There was a part of Steele's scent to it, yet there was another, unrecognisable. It was as if Steele had mixed up with someone else. Balto wondered if there were two dogs outside, but his nose only detected one, so were the others. Balto felt confused; his sense of smell is more powerful than that of a normal dog and it never failed him. Now, he was having second thoughts about it.
Could it really be Steele?Suddenly, a dark, canine figure appeared from outside. Balto shook himself of his thoughts and looked at it. So were the dogs beside him. The Old Mill, once noisy, immediately fell silent. Instinctively, all the dogs began to turn their heads towards the entrance. Slowly, the figure made its way in, and by the time the light from the boiler fell on its coat, murmurs arose. From the distinguished jet-black markings, everyone knew who it was.
Steele.
Slowly, the malamute walked into the middle of the large room, in full view of everyone. His pace was quite slow for a former sled champion. His head was bowed low to the ground. His coat, usually smooth and well-kept, looked somewhat ruffled and uneven. He was a bit scraggy too; probably from the hard life in the woods.
Balto was surprised as well. What caught his eyes were the wounds on his body. By the looks of them, they appeared new, and they certainly did not look like they were created from a fall. Steele had been fighting with something, but what? A grizzly maybe? Nah, he would have been dead by now. Wolves? Balto had been meeting the local pack for quite some time, and they said they have spotted Steele in the forest, but never encountered him closely. Balto pondered hard, still keeping his eyes on him.
Steele lifted his head and looked at the dogs on the crates before him. Then, his eyes caught Balto's, and they stared at each other. Balto's eyes slowly narrowed. There was something with the way Steele stares at him, his cold, expressionless blue eyes told him so. Doc, the appointed 'negotiator', jumped down and went towards Steele. By now, the room looked more like a courtroom than a normal canine gathering place. He encircled Steele to get a better glimpse of him, cleared his throat and looked at him straight in the face.
"Steele, what are your intentions of coming here?"
Silence. Everyone was obviously waiting for the answer. Steele paused for a moment and spoke it out. "I've come here, uh, to admit my wrongdoing in the past, to apologize towards every soul connected to it..." he gave Balto another glance, "...and to prove that I have changed for the better in life."
"In what sense do you propose your actions upon?"
Balto listened as Steele began his story concerning the sled team and what really happened. When he finished, Doc turned to Balto and flashed him a look. The wolf dog nodded in respond. He didn't really followed what his Steele was saying, but it doesn't matter anyway; let bygones be bygones.
"Balto, would you please step down and personally meet our...friend here...on behalf of all the dogs in Nome?"
Balto didn't expect that. He made a glance towards his friends once again, hoping for a reaction. Kaltag nodded an approval, so did Jenna and the others. Well, it seems like it's an 'all green' to me, Balto said to himself. He jumped down and walked towards Steele, keeping a steady look on him. He stopped when he was close enough and sat down, motioning Steele to follow. He was facing the malamute face to face with their sides facing the spectators, it looked like they were going to fight. At least, that's what the other dogs thought.
Doc proceeded by giving a brief speech. As he did, Balto thought about what he should say while he got the chance. He just couldn't bear the silence.
"So...Steele, we meet again. How are you faring now?" he spoke softly.
"Fine."
"It's been quite long, to me that is. Anything going on lately?"
"Nothing much." Steele gave him a straight look. Perhaps he was expecting the wolf dog to ask something about his banishment. Balto, on the other hand, preferred not to.
Instead, he kept himself revolved around the question, or just telling him about the town's latest happenings. The malamute, in turn gave him short replies. Balto didn't want to give Steele any hard feelings, like the way he felt when he was unaccepted in the past. He was born to endure the unimaginable feeling, and he doubt it if Steele was.
"Balto, is there anything you would like to say?" Doc interrupted after about three minutes.
Balto had run out of ideas, so he nodded. "Yes, I think there is." He stood up, faced the dogs in front of him and cleared his throat.
"Firstly, I would like to thank each and every one of you for coming, though this is not necessary. However, there is something I would like to bring your attention to. As you all have known, Steele has come back to us, to beg our forgiveness on the sins he had committed. True, they were outrageous and intolerable, and I won't deny if anyone questions Steele's return, but I believe in my heart that there is a place for him to change. If that is his intention, then we should accept him, like the way you accepted me. If it isn't, then there will be no further tolerance, for it is our principal."
Balto looked at his ex-rival. "I suggest we give Steele here a week's time for him to prove his words. By then shall we know if he has truly changed for the better. This is our chance offered to him, and he shall use it the best way possible. All he needs to do is to prove himself, in return for our trust and confidence. I have forgiven him and I have put my trust in him; I hope everyone else would. That is all, thank you." Balto finished amidst murmurs that arose.
"Thank you, Balto. Your suggestion has been approved," said Doc. It was actually his own decision, but he was wise enough to do so. "Steele, how about you?"
Silence. All eyes moved towards him.
The malamute stood up. "Yeah...um...nothing I guess, just thanks for, you know, the welcoming party. Oh, and another thing...about that evaluation period..."
Doc nodded. "Hmm. What about it?"
"I'll keep that in mind."
No murmurs arose this time. Instead, everyone looked at Steele. Even Doc shot him a puzzling glance. Steele was behaving rather strange. But other than that, they spoke nothing.
"Well, that's about it. Any dissatisfaction, please speak up now or be forever sealed." The dogs kept quiet, either too tired and sleepy to talk or they decided it was better to firstly evaluate the matter at hand.
"Then this meeting has ended. Thank you for coming, and farewell everyone."
As the dogs got up to leave, Balto went to Steele and put one of his front paws in front of him. Steele looked at him curiously.
"Welcome back, Steele."said Balto. "Put your front paw on top of mine and we'll be good pals, okey?"
"Oh,"said Steele, and quickly slammed his paw down on Balto's. It didn't hurt much, but it did startled him. He recalled the time when Steele did the same thing when the musher was inspecting him, thus made him lose the chance to lead the sled team when he was supposed to. Balto glared at the malamute. Steele just grinned and marched towards the entrance, where a few dogs were waiting for him and his stories. Balto looked at him and returned towards his friends.
"Wow, that was quite a speech, dere!"
"Yeah, where did you learn that from, the President?"
"He sure does. Just look at the way he's talkin'!"
"Heheheh! I think even Steele was being submissive, eh Balto?"
Balto looks at his friends and smiled, "Let's just hope so, guys. Let's just hope so." He looked around the nearly empty room and. "It's about time we leave. Let's go,"he added. Balto, Jenna and the trio were the last to leave the Old Mill. Balto walked Jenna to her owner's house.
"So, how is it, now that's everything's ended?" Jenna looked at him as she entered the hole in the fence. She had been noticing Balto's slight change in his attitude on their way home. He was neither relieved nor happy.
"Well, I don't know about that yet, Jenna. We still have to judge on Steele for a week. Let's just forget about him now; I could really use a good night's sleep!" Balto hated to lie but he already had his first impression on Steele, only he did not want Jenna to worry.
"You've said it! Good night, Balto." Balto greeted back and watched as she slipped through the doggy-door. Then he went back to his trawler, only to find Boris snoring under his blanket. He pulled a part for himself and laid down to sleep. All he wanted to think now was his dreams; no Steele, no revenge, nothing else.
He did, as his heavy eyelids closed for the night.
Chapter Five: When Good Meets Evil...
For the first two days, everything went as they were before, well, not everything. Steele was around for the first time, to the delight of his master. Steele was still considered one of the best sled-dogs, but his sledding career was over for the time being; he would have to wait until there's a job available. He even found some friends who often hangs out with him, just like Kaltag, Nikki and Star in the past.
Steele also had a big change in himself if not all. He does not go around boasting like he used to, instead most of the time he would just laze around with his new-found friends and just tell stories. He would have to think twice before bragging about his championship titles; Balto is now Nome's new champion sled-dog, leader of the town's very own team. Steele would have to beat him first if he wish to retain his former position.
Balto also had a different point of view on his former rival. He came around to know that Steele was a quiet but friendly dog. Well, that's the way he is towards other dogs, not towards him. Although Balto had accepted his apologies and welcomed him back, but there's something that separated them. Sure, Steele never made fun of him now, but rather staring daggers at him or maybe a grin or two if Balto is around. Maybe it was his own trade mark of showing he still has his own pride and ego, but as long as he isn't a nuisance to anyone, Balto thought he would soon grow old enough to accept Steele the way he is.
So did the three-dog 'gang'. Nikki and Star never thought much about their ex-boss. The only person who was deeply concerned was Kaltag, being by far the smartest. His constant urges and so-called 'advice' began to drive the wolf dog mad, but he politely declined them. He knew he was just trying to help, but he didn't want them to worry about him, especially Jenna. Jenna had been noticing Balto's anxiety towards Steele, and she also knows why. Yet, Jenna knows it was hard for Steele to totally changed himself, and that Balto should learn to live through that, no matter how hard it was. Balto was glad about that; at least what he thought about Steele upcoming 'plans' were still a secret to her. She would be worried sick if she finds out.
If only there was a place were half-breeds and purebreds could co-exist together, without hatred, doubt or a hint of vengeance.
"You know Balto, one of these days that Steele is gonna get it from me!" Boris cried as he waddled into town one particular day, with Balto by his side.
"Why?"
"I'm still angry with that 'part-turkey' business. I'm pure goose, not a half-this and half-that! Who does he thinks he is?!" Balto just laughed. Boris still remembers the encounter they both had with Steele and his gang, but that was long before. There's no point to recall that since Steele's changed.
"C'mon, he just taunted you once and you're mad at him? Look at me, always acting cool in every situation!" Balto remarked sarcastically, proudly tilting his head high.
"Yeah, if only I had a mirror large enough for show your whole body! That's because you are what he says you are! How about-" Boris's words were cut short as they rounded a corner. Upon seeing Steele with a few dogs close to him, the Russian goose nudged his friend's side. "Oooh, just look at that. Look's like we have got a new 'hero' in town!"
Balto frowned and smiled at his pal's joke. "Now what's about Steele and this 'hero' business?"
"Well, for one thing he has his bodyguards close by. A hero always does. Where're yours?" Boris asked back.
"Hey, I got one too- you! Hahaha!" the wolf dog laughed.
"Bah!"muttered Boris in disgust. They continued to walk past and minded their own business. Balto wanted to come over and say hello but hesitated. The surprise he had in the Old Mill two nights before convinced him to leave the malamute alone, at least for a while.
Balto glanced at Steele again. As he was doing so, Steele suddenly had his eyes on him, as if he knew he was being watched. They watched each other for a few seconds before Balto decided to look elsewhere. The way he was staring at him gave him the same uncomfortable feeling he had before.
A greeting slipped out of Steele's lips as he smiled. "Hi, Balto."
Balto stammered. It was the first time Steele had called him by name- without the bad endings of course, which certainly was quite a change.
"Oh, uh, hello Steele."
One of his friends joined in, "Hey Balto, nice morning today! How about a nice, warm chat with us here?"
"Sorry, guys. I just can't make it today. I've got to walk this pal of mine, he gets stiff if he doesn't! Maybe next time?" Balto replied. He quickened his pace and went out of view, with Boris cursing behind him. Steele continued to look at them.
"Sure, anytime you want!" They snuggled closer and looked at each other confusingly. "What's with Balto today, anyway?"
"I wish I knew."said Steele, smiling crisply.
"What's your explanation for talking about me like that?!" Boris asked as they continued their way. He was still annoyed with Balto's remarks just now. "I'm not like some dog who needs to walk! Besides, I have my own wings, for crying out loud!"
"Sorry Boris, it was just an excuse! I didn't mean it!" Balto said apologetically.
"Oy, now they might think you did. Looks like I made quite an impression on them," the Russian bird nodded, gently tucking his wings back in place.
Balto eyebrows raised. "You? I rather think I was the one. Did you see the way Steele looked at me back there?""Yah, I've been noticing that, in fact for a few times already," Boris admitted. "Though that's the first time he's been calling you the polite way."
"I don't care if it's the polite way or not," came Balto's reply. "There's something funny in the tone he uses, and so does the way he looked at me like that."
"Funny, like what?" asked Boris. Balto just shrugged his shoulders.
They went quiet. A few moments later, Boris jerked his head in excitement. "You know, I think I'm beginning to see things between you and him."
Balto looked at him. Now this is getting interesting, he thought.
"I think there's some unfinished business between you and him, that 'half-and-half' matter. Either he still thinks you are his enemy, or maybe it's the other way round..." Boris started.
"Hey, you know I'm not like that! It's just-"
"Hah, there's no need to thank me! After all, what do I know about canine business?!" Boris finished his sentence quickly. He knew all along Balto was going to say that.
As they reached Kaltag's home, Balto stopped in his tracks. "Why don't you go on home first, Boris?"he suggested. "I'd like to meet Kaltag for a minute."
"Great, we get to go together; and then you dump me on the way back! Is this the fate I must accept when living with you?!" Boris mumbled aloud. "All right, if it's short, I'll just wait here."
"Actually, it's very private."
"Okay okay, if you don't like me around then I'm leaving." Boris paced a few steps and then looked back. "You're going to see Jenna, right?"
"Maybe," Balto blushed. The goose merely slapped his forehead, mumbled something and disappeared out of sight.
"So it seems," muttered Kaltag after hearing Balto's story. Both of them were resting on the front porch. He was beginning to understand the whole point.
"Yeah, and it gives me the creeps, just thinking about it."
The husky leaned slightly. "Creepy? That's what you think. I've been noticing a few changes too, queer ones too if I should say." He added, "Well, the truth is I never had him staring at me or talk to me like he did to you. He just...forgot us."
"Huh? How do you know?" Balto looked at him.
"Easy,"said Kaltag. "Straight from that night in the Old Mill up till now, he never really talks to us. We tried to greet him the other day, but he only greets back- that's it, none of the usual half-nasty grunts whatsoever; just plain, simple "Good morning". Can you believe it? He goes around and finds new friends and leaves us here. It's like he's been brainwashed."
"Maybe he needs time to meet you guys."
"Needs time, eh? So I suppose he didn't give those odd looks to you straightaway?" asked Kaltag incredulously.
"Good point. Heck, what's up with him anyway?"
"I dunno. He could be hiding something from us, but I'll know something fishy is going on when I see one," Kaltag said, turning on to his back. "Or make that when I smell one!" Balto smiled and stretched out his large, grey paws. He swore he could smell it, too.
Kaltag stood up and went towards the door. He was going to urge his friend to let him be of help, but hesitated. It would take ages to bring sense into Balto's head. "Well, I won't be bothering you. You said you could handle this yourself, Balto. Your said you don't want anyone to get hurt, right? I'll leave you to it. If you have a plan that's fool-proof enough, then I won't interfere. Just let me say this, if you got a problem that needs solving, just ring me up, will you?"he raised his right ear to prove his point and went to the doggy-door. "Good luck."
He was about to slip through when Balto's voice stopped him.
"Wait," Balto said reluctantly. He drew in a breath. "Actually, I need you help."
"Huh, did I hear that right?" Kaltag turned back and grinned slyly. "What was it again?"
"I...need...your...help," Balto repeated, a bit irritated.
"Yeah, I heard that right!" the husky wagged his tail excitedly. "So, having problems with Steele? Well, you've come just at the right place at the right moment! The booth is now open for business."
Balto looked up and sighed. "Kaltag, you never changed, do you?"
"Of course I do! I was just changing my mind to help you, considering you need it." Kaltag gave him a smirk. "So, how can I...help you?"
Balto paused for a while. "I finally made up my mind to let you get into this. Just you."
"No problem with that. I'll do anything."
"Well, it's like this. I think Steele has a potential of harming Jenna to get to me, since he knows about our relationship..." Kaltag smiled. Ugh, young lovers.
"Yeah, I get it all right. So, we should take him down?"
Balto frowned at him before a smile broke through his lips. "Well, not exactly 'we'..."
"What?"
"I just need you to look up on Jenna, see that she's fine when I'm gone," the wolf dog finally concluded.
"That's it?" asked Kaltag. Balto nodded. Kaltag slumped his head hard. "Great! I've been racking my brains for days for a plan to help you get through with Steele and what do I get, someone for me to babysit?!"
Balto glared at him. His remark about Jenna did hurt a little. "Well at least I have more trust in you, Kaltag. You have the one of the best brains around here."
"Which means we should be helping each other in teaching that malamute a lesson!"
"Oh no," exclaimed Balto. "I'm being solo on that. We just can't barge in until I'm sure he's up to something. So, are you going to help me or what?"
"Sure sure, anything you say." Kaltag agreed. So much for his policy! Me and my big mouth, he grumbled to himself. "Just tell me what to do."
"Well, you won't have to worry much about her safety as she has Rosy's family to take of her. Just make sure her stays clear of Steele for the time being. I'll be gone from town to try and lure him into the woods one of these days, and see if he follows. Once we're there, it'll be just the both of us."
Kaltag shivered a little at the thought. Balto sounded serious, and the tense was getting to him. "How would I know if you were going to, and wouldn't the other dogs be suspicious about this?"
"I'll come and see you to notify that, just wait for me in the morning. If everyone starts getting suspicious- which I hope they don't, try and convince them nothing's wrong," Balto continued. "Tell them we were just getting along fine and would take the time walking together in the forest, or something like that. You won't have to worry about Jenna, though. I'll tell her on my own."
"One last question, what should I do if you don't come back...not that I'm hoping or anything," Kaltag asked.
Balto chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll be back. A hero always does!"
"Oh yeah, don't you think you're taking this 'hero' thing a bit too far?"
"Sorry, I'm just kidding." Balto calmed himself down. "Well, I guess five days would worth it. You can send out a search party by then. Just don't try to search for me within that period; I'll try to get in as far as I could but it's best to stay clear." Kaltag agreed.
"Oh, one more thing," the wolf dog added. "Please don't let Jenna get into this mess. There's nothing with her between me and Steele, and I don't want her to suffer from it. If she finds out where I've gone to, tell her to stay home and pray for my safety. Tell her, I'll be back for her as soon as possible. Remember, this is a secret between us; I know I can trust you," he spoke in a soft tone.
Balto slowly placed his paw before Kaltag. "You're my only hope in this, Kaltag. Please help me for the sake of all the dogs in Nome, Jenna...and I."
Kaltag looked into Balto's brown eyes. He had been calling him all sorts of names before, yet Balto had risked his own life for him and his friends. Then he remembered Steele. No matter how he behaves, there will always be that fire inside him, burning from his own hatred, especially on Balto. He could end the wolf dog's life if he wants to, and he would stop at nothing to do it. A great dog like Balto deserved a life here and as a friend, he would help him get it.
He put his paw on top of Balto's. "Sure Balto, I'll be of help anytime."
"Thanks."
The next day, Balto woke up from his sleep. It was still early morning, since the sun was just over the distant hills. He stretched himself and walked down from the boat to a puddle of water, where he had a drink.
The trawler was quiet. Boris might still be sleeping below the deck. Balto climbed back up and went down. Empty. The spot were his friend usually sleeps was cold, too. Boris had gone for quite a while, but this early? Where could he be? Balto slapped his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Of course! Boris told him yesterday he would be staying with the polar bears for one night, and would be back in the afternoon.
Silly me, Balto thought. Maybe I'm just getting too old?
Balto looked towards town. Getting breakfast wasn't a problem to him, only it was too early for it. Balto wasn't hungry either, so he decided to take a tour around the woods to work up his appetite. He hadn't been out from town for quite some time, and his part-wolf nature had been longing to do so. He smiled. Maybe the life of a licensed dog was getting over him. So much for carefree life- but at least there's Jenna to help him around.
Balto slowly walked away from the trawler, feeling the snow as his paws sank into it. The woods were only a few hundred yards away. He could now smell the sweet smell of pine, just like his puppyhood days... Balto stopped abruptly as his mind clicked to Steele. Wasn't he supposed to keep a lookout for him? Well, most dogs are still sleeping right now, maybe even Steele. All he needs to do is find and lure him over. The woods are safe for now, Balto said to himself. There's nothing to worry about anyone right now.
"Good morning, Balto." The wolf dog spoke too soon. A bit startled, Balto turned and saw a large malamute behind him, about a few metres away. Steele, his mind throbbed. What could he possibly be doing here?!
"Morning, Steele. Nice morning, isn't it?" Balto tried to hide his nervousness.
"Yeah. I was just strolling when I...bumped into you," Steele's tone changed slightly when he said the word 'bumped'. Balto felt his muscles tensing. The malamute continued. "So, could I join you on your walk?"
Balto paused for an answer. His heart raced like a steam engine at full power. He hadn't expected his ex-rival to actually meet him. He wanted to notify Kaltag, but it would make Steele suspicious and thus foil the plan. No, he had to do it on his own, without anyone knowing. If he was to bring Steele, all he could do was try to bring him deeper, far away from town. That wouldn't be hard, as he knew the woods well so his sense of direction was better than any other dogs.
Jenna. Balto suddenly remembered when he came to see her yesterday after making plans with Kaltag. Sorry if I couldn't tell you the truth, he thought. I just want you to be safe, that's all. Kaltag is going to make sure that everything is going to be okay, and so do I. Just wish me luck. I'll be back.
"Sure, it would be nice to have your company," Balto nodded. The time has finally come. This time he was totally alone; just like he hoped before.
"I bet it would." Steele replied as they both ventured into the woods, slowly disappearing out of sight.
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