Balto: Welcome to Combat-An Introduction to Glory
Author's Note: I decided to take a break from my other fanfic because I'm way ahead of schedule. This is a tribute to all of the soldiers who have fought, died, or are fighting for America and her freedom, along with the protection of others who do not have that luxury. I am writing this because we need to take the time to think about all the stuff we take for granted, not even realizing it. A vast majority of the luxuries and opportunities that we are given, would not have been provided in the first place, were it not for the courage and sacrifice of our founding fathers, and the men who died to uphold democracy. Let us not forget the men and women who have fought, and are fighting to spread the idea of freedom and peace. Also, let us not forget, that without many of the great sacrifices that people have made in the past, America, and much of the world, would not be the way it is today. Also: I cannot legally state the name of the enemy, but I will hint, and say that their "organization" starts with a, "T." Please also note that this is not anywhere near exact events. If so, any similarities are purely and innocently coincidental. Reader discretion, because, during scenes of prolonged action violence, there will be harsh language or, in simpler terms, swearing. If any are offended, NO FLAMES! All characters except for, Balto and Jenna, are owned, and hereby copyrighted by me. Balto and Jenna are owned and copyrighted by Universal Studios and Amblin Entertainment. No copyright infringement intended. God bless us, and oo-rah. Long live America, her allies, and her values of peace and freedom!
Chapter 1-Character Development
June 22, 2010 6:37 A.M.: Near Afghanistan-Pakistan Border: Zulu Base
Johnathan had awoken to a knock on his room door. He quickly jumped out of his bed and proceeded to the door. Once he had opened his door, a voice greeted him. "Good morning, Lieutenant General Jones. Sir, command is assigning a new dog to our team, along with a transfer. The said they'll be a good fit. The dog's a half-breed. The new soldier's a Lance Corporal." He replied, "Well that's damn good news, Sergeant. Assemble the men in the briefing room and tell them to prepare for our new arrivals." The Sergeant nodded and saluted before marching off.
Johnathan prepared for the day by kneeling down at his bed, and praying for god to let that day run smoothly. His company has been assigned to border-guard duty and patrol. He is in control and sometimes goes on recons with the K-9 teams. After his prayer, he gets up and pulls on his shirt, grabs his jacket, dog tags, boots, and hat, before heading out the door. He takes a quick look around after he exits before sighing and saying, "Beautiful morning."
As he walks by the mess hall, he enters and grabs a cereal bar before heading out again. On his way to the briefing room he eats his breakfast. He exits the main building and looks up at the barely blue sky. He makes his way to the briefing room slowly, and is approached by his best friend, also on his way there. His friend is Staff Sergeant Jake Arrasmith. "Good morning John." He smiles and replies, "Good morning to you too Staff Sergeant." Jake looks at his friend and says, "Sir, what's this meeting about?" John replied, "We're gettin' two new members, a new K-9 and a Lance Corporal. I don't know anything else about this myself, so don't ask." Jake laughs as the two enter the room.
Three Miles Away: K-9 Training Facility #4-Camp Delta
A brown husky/wolf hybrid awakes to the sound of the horn. He and his two buddies were finishing their combat training today. His friends were already enlisted and had served a tour, they just needed a refresher course. One of his squad-mates, a Belgian Malamute named Prescott, groaned and said, "Well, our last day of rest before we go out again. You ready for your first assignment Balto?" He laughed and replied, "Are you kiddin', I was born ready." He lied. He was nervous, and didn't know what to expect, except the unexpected.
The door was lightly pushed open as a young 21 year old Lance Corporal entered the room. He had a smile on his face and looked at Balto. "You ready boy? Huh? Come on; let's go get something to eat." Balto barked and ran up to the man, and licked his hand. "Good morning to you to boy." The other two dogs got up and followed when they heard a whistle for them outside. The second dog, a German Shepherd named Marlow said, "Come on, let's go, we got a hell of a day ahead of us," as the two trotted out of the room.
As Balto and his handler walked down the corridor to the mess hall breakfast, he looked inside one of the rooms. He saw 2 more dog getting ready for the day. From what he heard, they were being assigned to the same platoon that he was. One was another German Shepherd, named Dave; and the other was a tri-breed of a German Shepherd, a Chow, and a Belgian Malamute, named Justin. As he and his comrade entered the mess, they were greeted by a few different faces. Two of them were brothers: Privates John and Jordan McCaul. They were sitting next to eachother eating donuts and drinking a cup of coffee.
One of the other men was also a new recruit. His name was Private First Class Colin Farkus. He was always a little jittery and nervous, but today for once, he seemed kind of relaxed. Balto's handler, Lance Corporal Mike Sanchez, approached him and said, "Good mornin' kid. You alright today?" Colin looked up and said, "Yeah man, I'm fine, just havin' a cup o' coffee to ease the nerves."
He then looked down and took a sip of coffee, and without warning said, "Ah fuck! I forgot that's still hotter than one of mama's freshly baked apple pies sittin' on the window sill on a-…" Mike cut him off, "Private, cool it with those metaphors and phrases of yours." Both of them laughed a bit. Farkus then stated, "Sorry, it's a habit I'm trynna' break." His handler then grabbed some coffee and a piece of toast and sat down next to Farkus. He gave Balto some discarded eggs and a bagel, and he poured him some water. Everyone proceeded to eat their breakfast in mostly silence, all the while thinking about what awaited them on the battlefield.
(I'm not sure if it's much, but I'm trying to do a little character development, so bear with me. A little more in chapter two, then on to the action.)