No one's POV

Rocky made an evil smile. He walked over toward Zuma, creating the least amount of noise as he could. He was thinking about what he wanted to do with Zuma, and he couldn't wait to catch him. Zuma, on the other hand, was looking around terrified to the core. He saw Joahna's skull be crushed by the other clone, and it wasn't a pretty sight. He couldn't find Rocky anywhere, and he thought that the clone had caught him.

Rocky was now almost next to Zuma, still hiding. He then suddenly jumped on Zuma. Zuma gasped and almost peed himself as he got really scared. He looked up and saw Rocky pinning him down, smirking. 

"Fuck! Wocky, that's not funny!" he yelled. 

"Oh, it's not? Sorry, I guess..." Rocky replied sarcastically.

Zuma groaned at the stubborn mixed breed. 

"You know- Ugh, fowget it... Now, get off me, will you?" Zuma said, clearly annoyed. 

"And why should I do that?" Rocky said, mocking the lab. 

"WOCKY!" Zuma yelled and growled. 

"Oh, shut up, we both know that you can't do anything except growl..." Rocky said with a mischievous grin. 

"I-I..." Zuma whispered as what Rocky just said processed in his mind. 

"See? You are just a little, weak Labrador..." Rocky said and let out a low, menacing laugh. 

Zuma narrowed his glare and felt his eyes water as he heard his best friend insult him like that. What is going on with him? He sniffed a little. 

"Oh, you gonna cry now? Hahaha... I always knew that you are just a little bitch..." Rocky scoffed and laughed a little.

Zuna didn't talk. He just looked away sniffling. 

"And as you are a bitch... Be ready to get what every bitch gets," Rocky said and forced Zuma to open his eyes and look in his. 

"Wh-What do you mean?" Zuma asked. 

"I'm just saying that since you are just a bitch... You will be my bitch. Now... Ready your fucking ass," Rocky said.

Zuma opened his eyes wide. "Wh-What?!?"

He then felt something rub on his hole, and he looked down, only to open his eyes even wider in fear. 

"Wocky! No, please!" Zuma squeaked. 

"Oh, too- AHH!" Rocky yelled as Zuma kicked him on his stomach hard. 

Zuma jumped up and backed away. 

"Oh, you are so dead!" Rocky growled and got up. 

Zuma immediately turned away and started running as fast as he could. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He made a sudden right turn, making Rocky bump on a rock. "Ow, fuck!" Rocky exclaimed before going after him again. Zuma kept running without looking back. He looked in front of him and saw that there was a massive rock. 'No way I'm climbing that!' he thought and turned around to see a furious mixed breed running toward him. 'On second thought though, climbing isn't a bad idea!' he thought as he turned around again and frantically climbed up. But then he slipped. 

"OW!" he said every time he landed on a rock. 

He then fell in a bush. More specifically, on a bird's nest, and he crushed it. 

"Huh?" he said as a bluebird landed on his nose. 

"Oh, hi thewe!" Zuma said. The bird turned its head and looked once at Zuma and once at the crushed nest underneath his butt. He looked back at Zuma. 

"Wha- OW OW OW!" Zuma said as the bird attacked him with its beak, and he waved his paws in the air trying to make it go away. 

Zuma got on his feet and turned around, opting to run away. The bird stopped and went on its crushed nest, trying to fix it the best it can.



"Why does everything has to be so offensive on this island?" Zuma asked himself and started walking away.



He then saw a huge snake, causing him to gasp and jump back in a mud pile.



"Ugh, this day just can't get any better..." Zuma said as he got up, now covered in mud.



Right then, he heard a deafening thunder and immediately it started raining.



"Why did I speak..." he said and sighed.



He walked around in a fast pace in order to find shelter for the night. He then saw in the distance a cave on the base of a small mountain.



"That will do..." he said as he got in the cave.



He sighed and lied down... Alone... In the cold and dark cave.

He sighed to himself and whimpered. He was missing something. Or more specifically, someone.



"I miss... I miss W-Wocky..." he said as he closed his eyes tightly.



"B-But... Why did he do that t-to me?" he asked himself again.



He curled into a ball, and he stayed there, still as the rocks within the cave, until he fell asleep...