Okay, let's get this thing rolling'. It's MalevolentTorment (MT if you don't want to spell the whole thing out) and Kodiwolf321 here and I just wanted to give you some information about this fic. Kodi thought this would be a great way for us to finally do a collab so I gladly agreed and this story was born. I also wanted to just to get into a little bit of the background for this fic: Iwrote this as a challenge to myself and for a friend. I have never really written anything like this so I hope you will like it. Pretty much this is going to be a hurt/comfort, which I have never done. Some of you may argue about A New Beginning and how that has hurt in it, but this is on a completely different level. Of course there will be action; it wouldn't be our story if it didn't. :P
Another thing is the characters. I normally write a main character with a cocky, arrogant attitude (refer to Cole and Michael) because I can be that way sometimes and it adds humor to the story. But this time, as you will see, I am shying away from that with this main. He doesn't have the witty comebacks, no dirty jokes, or genuine arrogance that I love to use.
The last thing, I know, I'm boring you. But this is a big one if you want to read this fic: my main character is bi. This is the 'for the friend' part that I mentioned earlier. Now, I hope that you can get past that and read this fic anyways because even though he isn't straight as a lamp post (and I have seen some lampposts that can be very bendable, especially in hurricanes…that was a joke, btw), he isn't completely gay. I'm not saying I don't like gay people, I'm saying I have never written a gay character so the whole bi thing is the making up for never writing that. So anyways, that's the reason I made him bi. Partly because one, it gives an interesting turn to the story with the whole he likes a guy and a girl. Plus, I can finally show how bullying can affect a person because I used to be a bully, and I know how it affected someone when I would be called up to the office and see some kid crying his eyes out. See, there's something you didn't know about me, but I don't do it anymore, trust you me.
I think this is a good time to say: DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! Can't stress that enough, I hate trolls, flamers, any of the sort. And don't be hatin' on other people, this is a website not High School.
Wow, long intro…I think I should shut up and let you guys enjoy this story. I bid you all adieu.
Chapter 1: Meeting a Hero
A grey Siberian husky looked out from the back of the moving green truck. The mountains loomed ominously in the background as the mist covered the peaks. The trees seemed lifeless and dead with their leaves gone and branches that were pushed to breaking point by pound after pound of snow. The sky was almost a fairytale blue with no clouds in sight, save for the mountains. A yellow circle illuminated the vast Alaskan landscape with its splendor and warmth, trying to bring the trees back to life. Some birds could be seen from a distance, flying in a tight 'V' formation near what looked like water.
Water… the husky thought.
"Hey, Jack! We're getting close!" he shouted.
An orange Akita brought his head up form a deep slumber. He yawned loudly and looked at the husky. "Really? And I was so enjoying this-" He was cut short by a bump in the road which sent both the husky and the Akita in the air. They fell to the ground with a loud bang and got up wearily. "This lovely ride," Jack finished.
The husky laughed and looked at his lifelong friend, "Never was one for manual labor, huh?"
"You know it. I don't need to do any hard work, the ladies love this bod no matter what it's up too," Jack finished as he laid down for another nap.
"Even if it's raiding a meat warehouse?" the husky joked.
"Hey, that wasn't me. If you remember it was your stupid b-" He stopped himself short as he saw the expression from the huskies face go from genuine happiness to genuine hurt. "Oh, crap, dude. I'm sorry…I didn't mean-"
"No, it's fine. Really it is," the grey dog said as he turned to look out the truck again. "Just don't fall asleep too long, it seems like we're almost there."
"Mhmm," Jack sighed as he drifted off into sleep.
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"Meat! Meat! Get nice fresh meat here!" some man yelled.
The grey husky popped his head up and looked out the truck's flapping back. They were pulling into a town. There were two story houses on both sides of the main street, or maybe the only street. People and dogs alike were moving out of the way for the heavy vehicle which was moving at a slow rate due to the magnitude of people. It looked like a flea market or farmers market was going on, with stands dotting the street. Each stand had a different thing to offer. From vegetables, to clothes, and just about everything else.
The husky got up on all fours and rushed over to Jack. He tapped Jack's shoulder who just turned over on his side and shrugged him off. "Jack, c'mon wake up! We're in town!"
"So…" Sam sighed.
"What do you mean so…this is the new place we were looking for!" the husky exclaimed but his energy died down when he saw his friend start to snore. "And…they have meat, nice fresh meat."
Jack sat up and looked at the husky, "What'd you say?"
"Meat. Big an juicy-"
"Well, why didn't you start off with that?! You have to start prioritizing what order you say things," Jack said as he got up and looked out the truck with the husky. "Where's the meat?"
"I don't know, I just heard someone say it," the grey dog replied.
"Well, then let's go investigate this town," Jack said as he jumped out of the moving truck.
"Jack! What are you thinking?!" the husky yelled.
"C'mon, man! Just jump!" Jack yelled.
"Easy for you to say…" the husky sighed. The grey husky reared back then jumped out of the truck, tumbling to a stop. Jack walked over and looked down at him. "Don't do that again," he said as he got up.
"Hey, bro, look! They have a sled team!" Jack pointed to some dogs standing with harnesses and ropes strapped to their back. An Eskimo came out of the nearby postal office with a bag full of mail. He carried it over to the awaiting dogs and plopped it onto the sled. The man walked onto the sled and grabbed the reins that were attached to the dogs. He yelled something at them and they were off into the Alaskan wilderness.
"Didn't you want to be a sled dog?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, but I don't think I'm good enough," the husky replied as he started to walk away from Jack.
"What are you talking about? You are one of the fastest dogs I know! You should definitely try out at the very least. And if they don't want you, then it wasn't meant to be," Jack said following the husky. "Plus, if they don't take you, you won't be some glory hound douche bag."
"Thanks, Jack, you always know how to cheer me up," the husky joked.
Jack lightly punched the husky in the arm, "You know it."
Someone cleared their throat near the two walking dogs as a shadowy figure came out of an alley. It was a brown dog, no, wolf-dog. He seemed to be a late adult, maybe five or six. He stood up tall and proud as he studied the two. The husky realized him immediately.
"Balto…" the husky whispered.
"Who?" Jack asked.
The husky turned to his friend, "Balto. The dog who saved all of Nome from diphtheria. It was all over the papers, remember?"
"Oh, yeah. Wow, man, you are really something! The way you went out and saved a whole sled team from the blizzard and the kids from disease! You're legend!" Jack exclaimed.
Balto laughed merrily at the compliment, "Thank you…um…"
"Jack."
"Jack. And you, I heard you wanted to go out for the sled team but you think you are too worthless?" he asked.
"Um…kinda," the husky said as he started to rub the back of his neck.
"You shouldn't think like that. That's how I thought about everything, but look at me now. I saved a whole town and I didn't even think I could make a sled team. You'll do great," Balto said. "Hey, maybe a little bit later you can show me what you got."
"Um, I don't know-"
"Of course he will!" Jack interrupted. "He would be happy to!"
The husky looked at him with wide eyes, "I would be?"
"Yes you would," Jack said nudging him.
"Uhhhh, yeah I would."
"Great, see you around 8'ish?" Balto asked.
"Sounds good," the husky said.
"Alright, see you then. Oh, and before I go: you know my name, but what's yours?" Balto asked offering his paw.
"Nero," the husky replied shaking Balto's hand.
***So, what'd you think? And I'm going to say this now: Nero doesn't have a crush on Balto, that's just weird. Balto is like four years older than him (don't know his exact age), so no. I know this chapter is short but I just wanted to give you guys a little sample of it and see if I should even continue writing this.
Your opinions are valued so I hope you will like it so I can get this story off my chest. F,F, and R. Till, next time, I hope you all have a great week! And for those of you still in school, have a great Spring Break!