WARNING: As the name implies, this is a sequel to my story Predator. If you haven't read it yet, I highly recommend you do before reading this one. Balto is owned by Universal. Trust me if I owned this series Predator would've been the second movie. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 1

A cold chill ran up Jenna's spine; rousing her from a sound sleep.

Her eyes snapped open and, much to her own surprise, she found herself standing in the middle of an enormous ice cave. She had no idea how she'd gotten there, but strangely she didn't question it. For some reason this place felt… familiar.

Jenna…

A faint voice called from deep within the frozen cavern.

Jenna…

It said again, only this time it was clear enough for her to tell whose voice it was.

"Balto!" the scarlet husky yipped excitedly; her heart racing with glee. Unfortunately this bliss was short-lived. For a split-second later she heard something that made her blood boil.

Dixie… I love you…

This was soon followed by an all too familiar vivacious giggle.

I love you too Poopsie…

That's when it all came flooding back to her. Suddenly she remembered what had happened last night. How that little floozy had seduced her beloved Balto and lured him into her little web of lies and perversion!

Well… she wasn't just going sit back and let that backstabbing whore use her one true love to satisfy her sick animal lust. Not while there was still breathe in her lungs!

Without so much as second thought, the scarlet husky bolted in the direction of the voices; fully intent on tearing that little harlot to shreds.

Within minutes she caught sight of them; two shadowy silhouettes in the distance, one of small poofy-haired dog and the other of a large wolf-like creature. Jenna's pace quickened ten-fold when she noticed that the shadows were nuzzling each other.

'Just hold on Balto…' she thought as neared her targets. 'I'll save you!'

Burning with righteous fury, Jenna pounced on her former friend; pinning her to the ground with ease.

"Dixie!" the scarlet husky snarled as she glared down at the pampered pom; her teeth bared in rage. "If you think I'm going to let you hurt…"

But the words died her throat. The dog pinned beneath her paws wasn't Dixie. It was a poodle. A fluffy, pink, toy poodle wearing purple bows in its hair and a diamond studded color around its neck; complete with a heart shaped tag that read Poopsie.

"Wha… what…" she stuttered in utter confusion. Who was this dog? Where was Dixie?

That's when she caught sight of the poodle's eye; those wide, terrified, yellow eyes.

"B… Balto?"

"His name is Poopsie!" said a sickeningly sweet voice from behind.

Before Jenna could react a massive paw struck her in the side of her face; sending her sliding into the opposite wall. When she open her eyes again she found herself in the shadow of an enormous pitch-black wolf with glowing red eyes and blood dripping from its snarling maw.

"And he's all MINE!" the monster-wolf roared as it lunged down at the terrified husky.

However, just before the beast's fangs could rip into her tender flesh, Jenna suddenly found herself back on the floor of Rosie's bedroom; panting heavily and sweating like a sinner in church.

'A dream…' she told herself in an attempt to calm down. 'It was just… a dream… and it's all over now.'

But this was a lie. Sure she had woken up, but now she was trapped in a much more horrific nightmare. Dixie, one of her oldest and dearest friends, had betrayed her. She had seduced the only dog she had ever loved and tricked him into a relationship. And if the throbbing pain in her nose was anything to go by she wasn't planning on letting him go anytime soon.

'What am I going to do?' she asked herself as she laid her head down in misery; tears streaming from her bloodshot eyes. 'Oh Balto… I hope you're alright…'

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For the first time in a very long time, Balto woke up feeling warm.

It wasn't so much the fire that made him feel this way. Nor was it his new blanket, although it certainly did help. No, what really stoked his embers was the fluffy little ball of sugar and sunshine snuggling up against his breast.

For you see this was the first time in a very, very long time, Balto didn't wake up alone.

A smile spread across the wolf-dog's muzzle as his sweet little creampuff started to stir.

"Good morning Dixie." He said affectionately.

After a minute or so, the pampered Pom managed to wake herself up and she replied sweetly.

"Good morning Poopsie~"

Balto did his very best not to cringe. He wasn't particularly fond of the pet name Dixie had chosen for him. As a matter fact, he found it quite embarrassing. But there was just something about the way her eyes lit up whenever she called in that that made him incapable of vocalizing his displeasure. Besides, she always said it in a loving way and Balto had decided the night before that Dixie's love was worth a little bit of embarrassment.

With a stretch and a yawn the dainty little powder-puff climbed out of their plush doggie bed and positioned herself in front of her new hubby.

"Did you sleep well Honey?" she asked cutely.

"Best sleep I've had in years."

"Glad ta hear it. Now, how about I go into the kitchen and rustle us up some brekkie-poo. Sound good?"

"Sounds heavenly."

"I figured." She said sweetly as she gave the shaggy wolf-dog a playful peck on the cheek. "Now you just wait right here Snookums, I'll be right back~"

Then without another word the pampered pom scampered off into the kitchen; giggling like a young schoolgirl.

Once his perky little powder-puff was out of the room the handsome half breed let out a contented sign and relaxed back into his perfectly plush doggie bed.

"This is the life…" he said dreamily; his mind still swimming with memories of the night before.

Balto hadn't realized it until he woke up and saw her curled up next to him, but Dixie was everything he had ever wanted in a mate. She was kind, compassionate, nurturing, and just bursting with sugarcoated sweetness. Sure she wasn't perfect. She was a little on the ditzy side and all of her pet names made him want to gag, but none of that mattered. Because whenever he was with her, whenever he saw her adorable face or heard her angelic voice or smelled her intoxicating scent, he felt like he was in heaven.

And then there was Dorothy, his new owner.

Balto still wasn't quite used to the idea of being around people this much, but all in all he considered Dorothy a nice lady. Perhaps a bit too touchy feely for his taste, but she was kind enough to take him in and let him be with Dixie so really he had very little to complain about. And besides that, she was an excellent cook.

Yes, the noble wolf-dog was the happiest he'd been in years… unfortunately there was one small detail that kept him from fully enjoying his new life.

"Jenna…" he said aloud with a remorseful sigh as his euphoria was shattered by cold hard reality.

Jenna still didn't know about his relationship with Dixie. It had all happened so fast he never had the chance to explain it all to her. He loved Dixie with all his heart and wanted to stay her, but Jenna still had a place in his heart and he knew he'd never allow himself fully embrace this new life unless he made things right with her.

'I have to tell her. She deserves to know the truth.' He thought as he looked to the kitchen to see Dixie returning with a dish full of venison. 'I just hope we can all stay friends once it's over.'

End Notes: Not sure how often I'll be posting new chapters, I'm gonna be busy this semester, but I'll do the best I can. Anyway, thanks for reading and please leave a comment on your way out. Toodles~