What started it all

Alexandria' POV

Speed means many things. First, it means the distance an object can travel in a certain amount of time. Second, it means how quickly one can run away. And my last example is how fast one's brother can catch you while you run.

As I ran, I felt his jaws grab hold onto the scruff of my neck and he lifted me off the ground. As I dangled there, he turns and starts walking back to our home.

"Let me go! I wanna see the humans," I try to plead with him, but my pleading fall on death ears. He simply keeps walking towards the center of the forest and soon, the human settlement disappears from view.

After an eternity of walking, we finally reach the cave and my neck is starting to hurt. He treats me like I'm some child. I am not a child, I'm five months old!

Anyways, when we enter our abode, he sets me down and no sooner had I recovered myself from being carried, he twists around and gives me his scolding face.

"What were you thinking?! That was the dumbest move you could have made! How could you have been so stupid! You know what they would do to you?! They would kill you and skin you and turn you into a piece of clothing! How much do you think you are to them! The answer is as much as a rug or boot, nothing more nothing less! So don't be so naïve!"

I didn't like his yelling so I did the one thing anyone would do in my position; I lay down and cried. I hear him sigh heavily and he walks over to me and pushes his nose softly against my side.

"Go… Go away you big meanie," I yell in between sobs. He pushes against my side again, but this time he rolls me onto my back.

"What… What are you doing," I ask, curiosity taking hold of my mind and forcing its way out.

"Making you feel better," is the only thing he responds with. As I look up into his eyes, he stares back at mine. He suddenly rolls me over again and a squeal of excitement escapes my maw.

A rather violent game of chase proceeds to happen and we are laughing and enjoying the moment, ignoring the dangerous wilds that surround us.

Nome, Alaska

If Balto could relive any moment in life, he would gladly accept the point of his life where he met Jenna and they fell in love and had pups. But since he can't, he would wallow in his depression until it killed him, or at least made him feel like he's dead.

As he lies in the trawler, his life flashes before his eyes. He sees the moments of him lying on the beach with Jenna to Kodi living his life with his true love to Saba running off into the wilds. Great memories to horrible memories bubbled to the surface and poisoned his mind with futile desires of happiness and death.

He yawns and looks outside. The white snow blankets the land and the only thing he can see is white.

Meanwhile, within the town of Nome, the dogs started to share rumors of what they believed happened to Balto. Some claimed he was eaten by wolves. Others claimed he ran off and joined the demon wolf's demented pack. And then there were those who claimed Balto killed himself and his spirit haunted the trawler.

All of those rumors were quickly denied and new ones started to form. There is literally no hope in stopping these wild suspicions about the depressed Balto.

Two months later

Alexandria's POV

My brother and I are walking through his domain, just listening to Life itself. Wolves are howling, bears are roaring, moose are making their mating calls, and the world is filled with life.

If stopping suddenly meant that something is wrong, I wish my brother had told me sooner. As he stops and listens, I didn't know he stopped so I ended running right into him. He must have braced himself or something because he didn't even budge, but then again, He's four years old and I'm seven months.

I soon stand up after our little run-in and he looks at me and says the one word that I will always remember. He says, "Run."

I soon take-off in an unknown direction, but I stop when I hear growling, bones cracking, and yelps of pain echoing throughout the forest. Finding myself near some bushes to hide in, I hid directly inside them, waiting for my brother to find me, just like he always does.

Nome, Alaska

Balto is walking around his trawler, half dead but still alive. Boris had come home the other day and, finding a depressed mass of Balto, he made it his quest to make Balto happy again. Well, as he's watching Balto, he looks towards the horizon and sees two white balls of fluff heading towards him.

"I wonder what that could be," he says aloud.

Balto smiles and responds with "I smell herring right now."

Hearing that made Boris's blood run cold. His greatest challenge is approaching him at nearly thirty miles an hour and wasn't slowing down anytime soon.

"Oh no… not Muk and Luk!"

Alexandria's POV

I have been waiting for a long time, wondering how come my brother hasn't found me yet. I hope I didn't confuse him or anything, but maybe he's waiting for me.

I decided that is what is happening. My brother is the one waiting for me. Of course he is! How can I have been so dumb? My brother will wait for me to find him so we can travel home together!

Sprinting towards where my brother is, my brain starts to take notes about my surroundings. One of the notes makes me stop dead in my tracks. I had mentally noted the smell of blood in the air and death floating in the wind.

I slowly make my way towards the open field in the forest and as soon as I did, my blood stopped. There in the middle lies my brother. He has gaping wounds all over his body and his blood is pooling underneath him.

I sprint towards him and stop when I can see his face. He has two long gashes across his muzzle, but the worst wound is on his throat. Something had attacked him… something that is still watching us right now.

"Alex… Alex run," is the only thing my brother manages to get out before death claims another. I turn and my blood runs cold, but it soon starts to boil in rage. The thing that killed my brother is a murderous lynx.

Lynxes are territorial so if anything enters their territory, its life is forfeit. Well, we entered its territory so the same concept applied to us I guess.

The lynx soon charged me, but I sidestepped out of the way. If I hadn't known any better, I would have never sidestepped so far, but my brother always told me to stay as far away from lynxes because they fight with fang and claw.

It stopped running so it didn't crash and turns around to face me again. I was
about twelve feet away from it, but running wasn't the plan. Running away gave it the advantage because it can attack from behind. Facing it meant it had to risk injury before it could go in for the kill.

It started to walk slowly towards me, but I backed away with every move it made. I guess it became enraged because it soon charged again, but I simply did the same thing as before and it ran past me.

Two things happened at that moment. First, the lynx hissed and spat and howled in rage and second, it tore off into the forest and disappeared. Confusion found me an easy target so I walked over to what it hit.

The bush looked like it had been crushed by a moose, but the only prominent thing I found is a branch or stick pointing straight towards me. The lynx must have smashed right into it and stabbed itself.

With one quest concluded, I ran over to my brother and tears begin to fall from my eyes. I thought he would be with me until I was old enough to leave, but now he lies before me, dead as the night. Sorrow had found me a suitable host and I cried until day turned to night turned to day. My pain is unending, but I guess death is natural to those who live in the wilds.

With a mourning heart, I turned and left my dead brother and went straight towards civilization. I cannot survive out here alone. I can't hunt or kill anything like my brother.

My brother, the Son of Amarok, the one who can kill anything, was killed and partially eaten by a lynx, the one thing he could and would never kill.

I do the only thing I know how to do; I walk towards civilization. I may be an outcast, but being somewhat accepted is better than staying in the forest to die. So I begin my journey; one that will lead me to the dark and desolate places in the world. My brother taught me that humans were not to be trusted, but can animals be trusted as well?

A/N: The next chapters will be longer. R&R