Curiosity

Kyle, Ryan, and Hunter trot onto the trawler and Kyle asks, "What'cha looking at?"

Balto stands up slowly, still stiff from his thrashing, and exclaims, "That!"

Kyle, Hunter, and Ryan both look in the direction Balto is looking and they see the outpost Balto had spotted.

"What is that," asks Ryan.

"Don't know, but we should check it out."

The four then head off to go see what the strange outpost was. Maybe it could be a new place for them to live without getting attacked by Steele.

As they arrive at the outpost, they hear "What the hell are you doing private?! Move your ass!"

Curious, the push the door open and make a startling discovery; the outpost is a training camp for dogs. What kind of dogs they are unsure, but these dogs are training for something.

A black and brown Rottweiler approaches the four and glares. "What the hell are you new recruits doing?! Move your ass to the barracks! Now!"

Not wanting to piss the Rottweiler off, the four rush to the barracks, but another dog, a wolf/German shepherd mix, stops them. "Are you guys new? Or are you signing up?"

Kyle nods his head and says, "Yeah, we want to sign up!"

The hybrid smiles at the four. "Good. Follow me."

The four follow the hybrid to a larger building, one that simply says "K9" on the front. The hybrid pushes the door open and walks inside, followed by the four.

"Sir, we have new recruits for the K9 unit sir! Do you want me to take them on the tour after they sign up sir?"

A Great Dane turns around and nods his head. "Go right ahead sergeant. Get them signed up and take them on the tour."

The hybrid nods his head. "You got it sir," before leading the four into a larger room. He walks over to one of the desks and, grabbing an ink case with his mouth, drops it on the floor with a loud clang. The case pops open and the sergeant smiles before grabbing some paper and doing the same thing.

"Ok, just put your paw print here and then I'll take you on the tour."

The four put one paw onto the ink pad before placing said paw onto the paper, leaving a paw stamp for their signature.

"Good, now follow me recruits."


"This is the barracks. You basically live here. Further detail is pointless so… yes recruit."

Kyle, who had been staring at the sergeant, asks, "What is the K9 unit?"

"The K9 unit are the police in the canine world. We apprehend the bad dogs and protect the good dogs. Every day we risk our lives for justice and liberty. Does that answer your question?"

"Yep, but where is the food place? I'm hungry."

"Please, just be patient. We'll get you food after the tour."


"This is the fence that separates us from the female compound. The females don't learn the same things we do, but they do learn how to deal with criminals."

"Why is there a fence," asks Hunter.

"To keep everyone's fuck stick under control. Now onto the next building."


"This is the mess hall. Why is it a mess hall? Probably because it's filled with garbage."

Kyle frowns at the building. "Is this where the food is?"

"Yeah, why- Hey, the tour isn't… fuck it. Go on in and eat. Training begins tomorrow."

Balto, Hunter, and Ryan follow Kyle inside as the sergeant disappears to God knows where. They watch as Kyle grabs a bag and brings it over to them. He drops it and the bag opens up, revealing raw meat.

"Kyle, your sense of smell scares me sometimes," Hunter teases.

"Shut it, my stomach is wanting the food. I want the food in the mouth."

"Uh… are you al-"

Kyle begins to devour the meat, eating everything in sight. The other three managed to grab some food before Kyle started to devour everything.

After their meal, the four walked towards the barracks to sleep, for they have a long day tomorrow and they rather not be tired during training.


"Wake the hell up recruits! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

The booming sound of someone yelling shot all the recruits out of their beds and out of the barracks. As they rushed out, they saw a couple of sergeants standing there, as well as the lead dog the hybrid sergeant had talked to earlier.


"Good day recruits. Today is your first step to joining K9. We will guide you along your path, but it is you who has to walk it. So you will be assigned to a sergeant and he will train you in the ways of K9. Good luck pups."

Three dogs start to call out names of each and every recruit, or "pups", and would then assign the recruit to a sergeant.

"Fluffy… Scruffy… Wub Wub… Scrappy; Sergeant Thunder."

"Mimi… Luli… Volk… Krasivaya; Sergeant Neil."

"Balto… Hunter… Ryan… Kyle; Sergeant Alex."

"Lulu… Coro… Molo… Snow; Sergeant Mickey."

"Mork… Lork… Meek… Zeek; Sergeant York."

"Steele… Kaltag… Star… Nikki; Sergeant Alex."

"Deek… Kreek… Coko… Coco; Sergeant Roco."

"Blake… Drake… Lake… Snake; Sergeant Colnan."

The names kept going on and on, but the four were terrified that Steele and his goons were here with them.

"What are they doing here," Kyle asks alarmed.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it can't be good," Hunter responds.


As the eight of them stand in a line, Balto standing next to Steele, Steele suddenly slams his paw down on Balto's foot, causing him to bellow in pain.

Sergeant Alex had seen what had happened, but ignored it.

"Boy, get your ass back in line!"

Balto hurriedly goes back to his position, shame building up, as Alex starts to walk.

Kaltag whispers to Steele, "Look, another Balto case."

"What the fuck did you say?!"

Kaltag looks in front of him to see a glaring Sergeant Alex. "Oh… oh nothing sir. Just…"

"I don't have time for your bullshit excuses! You look like the type to fuck one of your comrades and not let him fuck you back! So shut the fuck up! The next time you open your mouth, I will shove my cock so far down your throat, I might as well be fucking you the other way! Now shut up bitch!"

Kaltag silences his tongue and Alex keeps walking, but stops in front of Steele. "I see you're the top dog in this line."

Steele starts to smile, pride showing in his face. "That's right. I am the best one here."

"Good," says Alex as he slams his paw down on Steele's foot. "Now I know who will be taking all the shit when someone fucks up!"

Steele holds his paw up in pain, causing Alex to laugh. "What's wrong boy? Momma not here? Well too fucking bad! You are in the K9 unit now! Put your paw down before you get made into a bitch, bitch! No one will take care of that for you so stop waving it around! No one cares you slimy piece of shit!"

Alex walks away as Steele lowers his paw, but Alex soon stops… in front of Balto.

"Why the hell do you let shit bag here thrash you?! Be a dog for once! Did you momma teach you anything?!"

Balto looks down and quietly says, "My mom… my mom is gone."

"Oh… well stick up for yourself then! Don't let shit stick here beat you down! You will defend yourself, even if I have to force you!"