Marshall's POV:

"What are we going to do now?" 

It was a question that I, alongside everybody else, just couldn't wrap our heads around. As Chase got up and tried to walk over towards us, Rocky tried to break the silence. "Well, perhaps it may be time to get a new.... p-pup?" Rocky stuttered, his voice filled with anxiety.

"But dude-" Zuma began to say, being interrupted by Rocky. "I mean, we all heard and know what he can do to Skye if we follow him!" Rocky said, starting to talk faster and becoming more hysterical as he did so. "Ummm..... dude-" Zuma tried to say again as Rocky continued on, not taking any notice of him. "Not to mention what she can do to us!" he said, talking faster and faster as he became even more hysterical.

"Ummm DUDE-" Zuma tried again as he was cut off my Rocky for the third time. "Plus, she basically had SUPER strength as she clearly demonstrated when she threw Chase halfway across the room! So I think we should just forget about it and start ov-"

"WOCKY!" Zuma yelled. "What, Zuma, whatttt?" Rocky asked, who was starting to cry while having a nervous breakdown, talking in a whiny voice. "What do you wannttttt?" he said, crying, tears beginning to stream down his face.

'SMACK!' 

Zuma had smacked Rocky across the face. "Get ahowd of yourself, man!" Zuma said in normal, but firm, voice. "Yeah..... yeah, I guess you're right," Rocky sniffled, starting to calm down, wiping his tears from his face. "Thanks, man. I needed that. But I'm still not sure we can-"

'SMACK!' 

Zuma had smacked Rocky across the face again, but this time a little harder. "Hey, what was that for?" Rocky asked, rubbing his cheek. "You were doubting yourself.... again...." said Zuma. "Ok, ok, I admit, I see where I went wrong there. But, what about-

"A plan?" Chase interrupted as he finished making his way over here, the pain in his back fading away as his walking began to improve. "Yeah, actually, that's..... exactly.... what I was going to say," said Rocky, sounding a little shocked. "But how do we do that..... without Ryder?" asked Rubble, sounding a little discouraged.

"Well," said Chase, "I can help us put together a plan, but it'll take all of to actually make one. But I know if we work together, we can do it! So.... who's with me?" asked Chase, with determination in his voice and in his facial expression.

"We all are," said Rubble, with everyone, including me, smiling when he said this, almost as if to agree with this. "After all-

"No job is too big, and no pup is too small!" Me and everyone else interrupted as we happily joined Rubble, talking in unison. "Now that's the spirit!" said Chase. "Now, let's hear some ideas....."

"Ryder's" POV:

"Ugh, can't this body walk any faster than this?!" I said as I walked down the alleyway on Main Street. "I mean, I don't understand how this dog even responded to an emergency on time, much less even got around!" I thought. "But...... speaking of emergencies, perhaps I could just fly to the other end of this alleyway! No, wait..... I can't risk being followed. But maybe I could run! But..... someone might hear me." 

"Ugh, it'll take forever to make it to the end of this alleyway!" I said as I looked up. "Hey, wait a minute!" I said as looked around. "I'm already here! It's about time!" I said as I approached my "Master". "Master," I said happily, "I have brought the pup- just like you told me too!" I said, exploding back into my regular "Ryder" form instead that small box on that dog's head. This caused the dog to fall over and become temporarily unconscious as her mind tried to regain control over her body. "Good Job!" I'll make sure to put you on the list of people I can count on! Unlike some others." the shadowed figure muttered. "But.... Let's not worry about them. They're in a better place." it said as Skye started to stir.

Skye's POV:

"Huh? W-Where am I?" "Hello, Skye," said the figure from the shadows, the very voice making my blood run cold. "Long time no see." It said, talking from the shadows. "At least not since what you and the PAW Patrol did to me...... And let me say that you haven't changed a bit. But hey, now that we're having our little reunion, why don't play a game as wel-" Skye then interrupted the figure, saying "I don't want to play anythi-

'BAM!' 

The figure had pulled me into the shadows my uniform collar and punched me in my right eye, throwing me back on the hard concrete which was in the light when it finished punching me. I could feel my feel my right eye swelling with enormous pain and blood as my vision in my right eye began to diminish rapidly as my eyelid quickly swelled to a dark purple mass on my face. I now knew I had a black eye.

"Never speak when I am speaking!" the figure yelled at me, while my right eye began to produce tears from the pain in my black eye, which rolled down my fur on my face as her left one started to tear up as well.

"Awww, did I hurt the poor, wittle Cockapoo?" I began to growl at the figure in a low, deep tone. "Oh calm down, short stack! And if I were you," it said, sounding suspiciously happy now, "I would save my voice. Because I'm just getting started."

Chase POV:

The sun was beginning to set, and after 20 minutes of thinking, we were still struggling with two things we needed to complete our plan: How and where to actually find Ryder and Skye! "Ok guys," I started, "maybe we should just take a break. Perhaps then something will com-"

The big screen suddenly turned itself on, interrupting my sentence as it showed only static. "Well, that's weird. I walked over to it, sniffing it, making sure it didn't have any explosives in it or anything. I then was about to turn the big screen off and think nothing more of it when suddenly I heard "Hello, Chase!" from a shadowed figure who had immediately appeared on the screen.

"Y-You." I said, jumping back from the screen turning on unexpectedly. And from that voice. "W-W-What do you want?" I said, unintentionally stuttering, failing to a talk in a firm voice as I had hoped. 

"Well now, it's funny you should ask... said the figure, shining the light on a cream-colored object strapped onto a laboratory-like gray, long table. But as the figure raised the table so that we could see, I realized that object was-

"SKYE!" we all screamed in unison. She looked utterly horrible. She had been stripped of her uniform, it had looked as if she had a few teeth knocked out, the left side of her body had three long, claw-made gashes in it, she had scratches all over, some of which were starting to bleed, and she had a black eye on her right eye, which was also starting to bleed a bit. Her front and back legs along with her midsection had been strapped to the table, all while she lay on her back with tape strewn across her muzzle. I couldn't contain myself or my food anymore as ran outside to the balcony and hurled over the rail. Marshall ran over to pat me on the back as I did so in an attempt to comfort me.

"Now, what the better question may be is what do I have that YOU want!" the figure said as I walked back over towards the screen, Marshall waking alongside me. I noticed that the figure had a bit of satisfaction in its voice, presumably the pain it could see was bringing us. From the pain could see it was bringing me. I was enraged at this upon realizing it.

"You... You... MONSTER!" I yelled in an angry voice.

"OH DON'T I KNOW IT!" the figure screamed. "And so does the rest of Adventure Bay!" I realized what the figure meant as soon as she said it. "Everyone in Adventure Bay is watching this." I thought to myself. "Watching everything that's happening, listening to everything I'm saying. And even though they couldn't see me," I thought, "they could hear me and my reactions for sure."

"And now, Chase," the figure said, "How about we end our little fun game with a bonus rou-"

"I don't have to play anythi-" I began to reply before I was interrupted as I stood up, a bit of sorrow now in my voice, along with the initial anger it had before.

"HEY!" the figure began angrily, "I AM RUNNING THINGS HERE, NOT YOU! SO SHUT UP AND SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" I, Rocky, and all the other pups sat down immediately, uttering not even a sound while we did so. "Now Chase, I have only one question for you," it said. "And if you get it right, you win!"

"And if I lose?" I replied in an angry, firm voice. "Y'know I was hoping you'd ask that. So think about this: Have you ever wondered what it would look like if a certain little Cockapoo went 'Splat!' across the pavement of Main Street? Y'know..... the horror? The blood? Your devastation?" it said, a deviously happy tone in its voice. "Because I know I would love to see what happens!" I cocked my head, trying to figure out where they were, but my eyes soon went big as "Ryder", who was standing in the background quietly the entire time, stepped to the left of Skye screen-wise and slid back a large, dark-green door. As he did so, all the air in my lungs instantly went rushing out and I choked up a bit as upon realizing where they were. "They're......... hovering," I thought, "In a helicopter...... thousands of feet above Main Street."

"And speaking of love....." the figure said gently as it tilted the table Skye was strapped on back slightly. "Ryder" had then picked a purple "toy" off a crate and walked into the light with it. I instantly realized that is was used to help females create a pleasurable genital feeling. But I already knew this monster was about to use it for all the wrong reasons. 

"You wouldn't," I growled in a low, angry voice. "Oh, but that's where you're wrong! I mean, I've never tried on anyone else other than myself, much less a virgin after all. And I'm sure it would an interesting..... experience for Skye nonetheless. And besides, it's fun to watch you suffer." it said, noticing the deep concern expression on my face as Skye began to struggle, trying to get her front and back legs free from the straps. Her mouth was still taped shut, but her muffled, disagreeing screams were still heard nonetheless. 

"So, now that I have your full attention, Chase," it started, "why don't me and Skye here and have a little fun! That'll be a treat in itself as I'll to torture two people..... at the same time!" it said as Ryder took the "toy" and shoved it into Skye. She began to scream and buckle uncontrollably, and I lost any and all control that I had over my emotions, and I started to sob loudly, Marshall walked over to my side, trying to comfort me by letting me cry on his shoulder which was turned away from the screen so I didn't have to see what was happening.

"HEY," the figure exclaimed angrily, "I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD COMF-"

"WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE JUST HIM ALONE AND PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!" I screamed as my sobbing temporarily stopped. And I immediately regretted what I said as soon as I had said it. 

"Why, Chase, that's an EXCELLENT idea!" it said. "No wait, I didn't mean it!" I screamed.

Too late.

"You heard him! Do it even harder." it said to "Ryder", with Skye beginning to scream hysterically as he did so. The tape wasn't even enough to significantly muffle her now bloodcurdling screams anymore as Ryder continued. And up to that point, I still had not cried again since I stopped, and I tried my best not to do so again so as to not give the enemy any more satisfaction from my pain. However, I failed at this allowing a few tears to escape my eyes onto my already wet fur. "What's wrong, Chase? Are you upset that I got to FUCK Skye way before you ever could?" 

Now that was my breaking point. I started to bawl uncontrollably, but not even Marshall was by my side to try to comfort me, as he had moved back by the others, with a mournful expression on his face as he sat there, looking down at the floor almost as if to say "I'm sorry" to me. All while I wasn't even sure what was worse, my breakdown in front of the enemy, Skye's constant, loud, muffled screams due to the pain she was experiencing from "Ryder" continuing his inexplicable actions to her, or the fact that just about everyone in Adventure Bay was watching it all unfold as it happened. But finally, after a minute, which seemed like forever, Ryder finally stopped, as Skye's screams and my sobs slowly started to subside until they completely stopped after about another minute. "Are you done now?" the figure asked Skye in a sarcastic tone, who managed to choke out a growl through her sniffling. "Here, let me rephrase that for you," it said, with its voice suddenly turning angry and serious, and with Ryder holding up the now wet toy with his hand. "Now, I said are you done?" it inquired, still with a tone of anger and seriousness in its voice. 

"MMHMM!" Skye said as she bobbed her head up and down violently. "Very well, then," the figure said, much to Skye's relief as she relaxed again. But," the figure said, "you should've said so when I FIRST ASKED YOU! You know what to do." it said to "Ryder", who started doing his inexplicable actions again, though not nearly as hard as last time as he realized it didn't even take much forcing anymore to cause Skye a lot of pain. After about thirty seconds of Skye's loud, muffled screams and my sobs, the figure finally said "And next time, you're gonna answer me when I ask you a question! Understand?" Skye bobbed her head, with her screaming having diminished by now, but her tears still steadily rolling down her face. 

"You SON OF A BITCH! YOU JUST WANTED A REASON TO USE THAT TOY AGAIN!" I said, wiping my tears from my 30-second bawl just seconds ago. 

"Perhaps. But it doesn't matter now. I've seen her suffer her fill of that. Though just so you know, you wouldn't have had too much fun with her anyway, as she screams way too much." it said, laughing as it continued, "And that was with a toy! Yea, well at it would've been good moans and screams if she willingly did it with me! Ahhh well. What's down is what's done. And as long as your a good German Shepard, nothing else will happen to her...... for now. Now, where was I....." the figure said, trying to remember. "You were gonna play a "bonus" round as the final part of the game" I believe?" said "Ryder" in the real Ryder's normal voice.

"Ahhh yes, great job again! Now I'll be sure to let you stay turned on for the next two days! Now, Chase. I have only a question for you. And you better hope you answer correctly. So here's the question: Would you do anything for Skye, even if it means risking your own life for her?" it asked in a now serious in tone. I hesitated, not wanting to answer. Ryder then undid the straps and grabbed Skye by her underside as he walked over to the left side where the table screen-wise and opened the door again, holding Skye out the helicopter. You only have 3 seconds to reply."

3....... 

2..... 

"Chase..." Skye said, becoming increasingly worried as I stayed silent. 

1..... 

"Please Chase, say something!" Skye yelled.

"Yes, I would," I said through gritted teeth, a death stare on my face as I did so. None of the other pups said anything, as they had been told not to. "Figures," it muttered. "Though I don't know what you see in this furry mutt they "supposedly" call a Cockapoo."

I was going to say something in defense of Skye, but I didn't want to risk it. "However," the figure said, "that's not the response I wanted to hear." it said, as "Ryder" let go of Skye. At the same time, outside the Lookout, I heard Robo-Dog pull up outside in the Paw Patroller. He had honked, but I was too busy watching Skye fall in horror, with a long scream escaping from her mouth as she did so.

"CHASE! HELP!" she screamed as she began to fall out of audible range of the camera. Well, thanks for playing, PAW Patrol and Adventure Bay! That's all for tonight! Until next time, that is." it said as the transmission ended. Robo-Dog barked for me and the others to come to Paw Patroller, which had been turned into the Mission Cruiser. As I and the other pups slid down the slide, Robo-Dog positioned an air mattress under the slide so that we would land on it instead of the ground. Once on the ground, however, I and the other pups raced in and quickly put on our Mission PAW gear. 

As I got my three-wheeler as I said, "Robo-Dog, go as fast as you can and follow me to Main Street. NOW!" I said as I took off ahead. Robo-Dog barked that he understood and followed behind me as I headed toward Main Street. "Skye, do you read me?!?!" said Chase as he tried to contact her using his pup tug. He wanted to make sure he wasn't already too late. He heard a blood-curdling scream from the other end.

"Yep. She's still alive." I said, rubbing my left ear. It was peculiarly sensitive to high pitched sounds, like her bloodcurdling screams. "Don't worry though, Skye! "I'm coming for you!" I said as I stopped at the place where she was going to land on Main Street. "Landing Pad! Ruff!" My landing pad ejected and blew up just in time, as Skye was about 4 feet from the ground.

"Whew!" I said, though upon looking at her injuries up close, but as they started moderately bleeding again, I began to run to the nearest garbage, losing the rest of the contents of my stomach as I hurled yet again. "She's ok," I said, still a little nauseated. "C-Chase," she said weakly, exhausted from all her screaming and struggling and torture. Her eyelids were opening and closing, with them staying closed longer each time she closed them, as it was a struggle for her to even stay awake.

"Skye, PLEASE, just stay awake! For me! I just have to go get-"

"Me?" said Katie, almost as if on cue. "How did you- 

"Get here so fast? Well, I saw what happened on TV, and as I saw her start to fall, I figured you, the PAW Patrol, and Marshall might need my help. She then grabbed Skye and wrapping her in some soft towels and quickly carrying her to her Paw Patroller.

"Katie," I said, concern in my voice, "Please, just.... be careful with her," I said, trying not to cry as I looked at Skye. "Don't worry, Chase," she said, "I won't let you lose her."

"I know," I said. "But I just...... couldn't live with myself if I knew I could've done something to help her. To save her. And if I had lost her......" I said, with tears beginning to fall slowly down my now soaked fur. "It'll be ok, Chase. I promise." Katie said. "Maybe..... but I know one thing for sure," I said, tears still falling as I put a serious expression on my face while frowning, turning towards the sun as it set on the horizon, lighting Main Street with a beautiful light and dark orangish color.

"I will get revenge. For me. For Skye. For Ryder. For the PAW Patrol. And for the rest of Adventure Bay."

No matter what it takes.

Note: Well, that's the end of another great chapter as the suspense returns! Now, due to Tropical Storm Harvey and its potential to affect the western Gulf Coast states, including Mississippi (which is where I live), and because it is my duty as a certified NWS Storm Spotter to report during severe weather to my local NWS office, I will probably not be posting anything this weekend UNLESS I can get up to 300 views before the end of Friday night. However, seeing as this is my longest chapter yet, I will be sure to check through this chapter and update any and all spelling and grammar errors over the weekend. I am truly sorry for any spelling errors, and I promise that Chapter 4 will be error-free! Until then, I just want to thank all of my readers and followers for reading (and enjoying) my first fanfic, and for the 173+ views I have on it! I truly put a lot of time and effort into this story, and I'm glad to see that it's paying off. I'm always up to chat, and questions or comments are welcome in the comment section. And, for those of you that live on the TX or LA coast, be careful, and please evacuate when directed to, as Harvey is forecast to become a Category 2 or 3 major hurricane, with SIGNIFICANT flooding and storm surge! So I give my blessings to you all to stay safe, and I would like to again thank Iluvskye for all of her constant encouragement and advice! It really means a lot to me! Well, Until next time ~ Chris B.