Zuma's POV:

"Ready for action, Ryder, sir!" said Chase as everyone got in line, awaiting their commands.

"Thanks for rushing over, p- UPS!" said Ryder, his voice getting immediately and unusually shrill at the end of that sentence. I covered my ears to shield them from them painfully shrill sound. "Hmmm......," I thought, "Something's not right. Ryder's voice has never gone THAT high before. Matter of factly, I don't think I've ever heard anything that high-pitched before except-"

"Psst! Zuma!" whispered Chase, snapping me out of my thoughts. Everyone was now looking at me, noticing that I was looking down at floor instead of at Ryder, no doubt curious as to what I was thinking about. "Sorry," I said, "I was just pondering about.... erm.... stuff. To myself." Ryder looked down at me especially peculiar, almost as if I had done something.... wrong. The very word sent shivers down my spine. "About what, Zuma?" Ryder asked, staring down at me with a blank expression on his face. We all then just sat there in silence, for what felt like forever, before I finally responded. "Nothing important. I'm sorry, Wyder." I said, a shameful tone now taking over my voice.

"Ummm..... Ryder," Chase interrupted, "Not to be rude, but isn't there an emergency that needs our attention?" he said, his face showing that passion of his to always want to help people. It was that same passion of his that pushed him through all of their missions. Then, by pushing himself, he was able to push the pups through the same missions. "Oh, yes, the emergency," Ryder said, looking back up towards all of the pups, a devious chuckle leaving his mouth as he did so. I was pretty sure something was wrong at this point, but I felt too ashamed and scared to say anything to the other pups. "About that."

All the doors around us suddenly locked.

"I lied. For now," he said in a quiet yet evil tone. "What do you mean for now?" Chase said, now starting to question the very words himself as they rolled off his tongue. His voice now sounded a bit angry. "Well, if you must know so badly," Ryder paused, his voice now carrying a suspiciously happy but evil tone, "I'll let you have the pleasure of finding out first-HAND!" Ryder said, his arms suddenly stretching out, exposing a dark gray metal where they originally joined just moments ago. Lunging for Chase, Chase quickly rolled opposite of the direction of the rest of the line to avoid being grabbed. The rest of us quickly scattered about the room as the outstretched arms turned towards the line of us, missing all of us..... except for one. "SKYE!!!" Chase yelled to the top of his lungs, the hands taking hold of Skye.

"Ohhh, your shrieks of terror are just music to my ears, Chase!" "Ryder" said in an evil-like voice, his arms retracting back to their normal length..... with Skye in them. I quickly darted in terror under the small green coffee table in the middle of the circle of bean bags. I watched as Ryder continued to speak. "But, unfortunately," Ryder said, a devious grin now stretching as his face as he closed his eyes and paused, "I'm not just stopping at a "cuddle" with your little precious Skye!" he said, his eyes reopening. He was holding Skye by her underside with both arms as she struggled and grunted as she tried to get free. He then, without moving his arms or hands, extended his thumb to his mouth, exposing the dark gray metal where the thumb and his hand were once connected, as his thumb started to transform...... into a dog whistle.

"Oh no," I thought as he put it to his lips and blew.

The sound itself sounded and felt like it was ten times greater than a regular dog whistle, and as he blew it, I and the rest of the pups (Except for Skye) covered our ears from the ear-splitting pain. "Please, I'm sorry!" Skye began. "Just make it stop!" Skye said, her magenta eyes now filling with tears as she began to softly cry. "Please, just make it stop!" she continued to sob. She then began to repeat the words "make it stop" softly while crying, almost as if in a trance, as the dog whistle continued to blow for about another 30 seconds. "Great! Now that I've gotten your attention, Skye, I suggest you be a good doggie and stop squirming! Or else!" said "Ryder" as the whistle (and Skye's "trance") began to stop, "Ryder," with his arms still wrapped around Skye, extended his right hand toward the back of Skye's head, exposing the dark gray metal where his hand and arm were just previously joined together while doing so. He then dug his fingers into the back of her head, and after a small whimper from Skye, he proceeded to the next step of "The Plan". His hand, along with the rest of his body immediately after, started to implode as it compressed itself into a small, gray, metal box with a red button-shaped light protruding a little from the rest of the box, attaching itself where "Ryder's" hand had once laid on Skye's head as the small metal box stopped rattling now, completely formed as it stood there on her head. Skye then fell to the floor, but this time, not even a sound was heard from her as she laid there.

Rocky's POV:

I was standing behind the glass elevator, which I knew wouldn't be much help as far as being cover goes, but as long he can't see me," I figured, "he won't try to reach for me." All the others just stood in their hiding place for a moment, stunned at what just happened. That is, everyone except for Chase, who had quietly stood there, watching the entire thing in horror, not saying a word until now.

"Skye!" Chase said as he darted towards her. "Are you ok?" he asked, a worried expression on his face. "Yeah," she says in a weak and sobful voice as she got up, wiping away her tears out of her fur. "I think so." Suddenly, her legs started to wobble as they gave way. She fell to the ground, looking around with droopy eyes before becoming unconscious.

"Hmmm..." said Zuma, now emerging from under the table, but approaching with caution. "That was...... weird how Skye just fainted like that." "And I'll bet it has something to do with that box on her head!" Zuma said as I and the others trotted over towards him and Chase. The red light on the small gray box suddenly lit up as Chase lay there next to her, a tear falling to the floor from his now tearful eyes. "Hey, Zuma!" Rocky said as he approached me. "Hey, what's up, Wocky?" Zuma replied. Well, I have a question to ask you, if you don't mind. "Sure!" "Anything for my best buddy!" said Zuma. "Well....... it's about what happened earlier, y'know, with uhhh..... you and "Ryder." Zuma's slight tone of happiness disappeared as a nervous tone began to fully emerge in his voice as he spoke. "Ummm.... well ok." "What did you want to know?" Zuma said in a shaky voice. "Well, I- "

Before I could finish my sentence, Skye began to moan to herself, turning on her back and kicking her paws into the air. Chase, who was looking down at the floor, a tear falling from his eye while he sat beside her, looked up at her, wiping the tear from his fur. "No, no!" "Leave me alone!" Skye quietly mumbled to herself. "Get out of my mind! Get out of my body!" Skye said, speaking a little louder now. Everyone was now crowded around her, wondering what was going on. "Oh, but this isn't only your body anymore!" she said, imitating a familiar evil voice: "Ryder". "Leave her alone!" Chase said in a loud and angry voice. "Oh, but I can't, as I need her now," Skye said, now getting up, her irises now red instead of magenta, still imitating "Ryder's" evil voice, "and apparently WAY more than you do, too!

Chase then pinned "her" to her back and attacked upon Skye saying this, biting her right front leg. Skye's irises suddenly switched back to magenta, however, and as Skye looked at Chase biting her leg, she suddenly exclaimed "YEOW!!! Chase! What are you doing? And why are you biting me?" Skye yelled in her now normal voice, with her leg and his teeth now stained with her blood. Chase realized that he just did this, and as he leaped off of her, he exclaimed "Oh, my gosh, Skye! I am SO sorry! "Ryder" was controlling you and he insulted me and the insult was about you and, and, and- "Woah, Woah, Woah, Chase!" Skye interrupted, trying to hold back the tears from the pain in her leg. "It's ok, it's ok. But for right now, I really need you to calm down before you have an anxiety attack. So, just breathe in, and breathe out for me. Oh, and could you please get me some bandages before I bleed- to death!"

"Quick, Marshall, get some bandages!" Chase yelled. Marshall, who was still standing there, shocked at everything that was happening right now, replied "O-Ok, Chase. I'll be right back, then," and he went and grabbed some bandages from a compartment near the big screen in the blue control bar. Marshall quickly came back with a first aid kit in his mouth, seeing as he didn't have his medical pup pack. He then walked over to Skye and wrapped her leg up. "She'll be ok, but I hope you didn't forget about that, that....that thing! On her head!" he stuttered.

Suddenly, Skye's irises turned red again and she jumped up and kicked Chase in the process, making him go flying toward the glass. He landed with a force so powerful that it almost broke the glass. "Damn it!" (I and all the other pups (Except Chase) gasped at hearing this word, as it came from Skye's mouth). I was really hoping that you would go through the glass! Oh well. Maybe next time. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go. There's some important business "Skye" and I need to attend to."

It was then that Chase looked as if he finally realized that monster WAS Skye now, and as if now he was trying not to cry from the immense pain in his back. But now he knew that if he tried to hurt him, he would hurt her too. "And if you try to follow me," Skye said, still imitating "Ryder's" evil voice, "I will make sure that "twinkle-toes" here doesn't make it out of this unharmed," Skye then walked to the slide, jumping on it, going down into vast Adventure Bay, with me and the pups watching with apprehension as she slid down the slide and took off in her wings.

All while Chase just laid there, his back still against the wall, the fur on his face now soaked with tears as he silently cried to himself, not only because of the pain in his back, but probably because of the pain in his heart too........

Note: Well guys, that's the end of the second chapter! It may be hard to believe, but the third one is gonna be even better! But you'll have to wait until next Saturday - Sunday to find out! And I just want to dedicate this chapter to GPKFanSmokeScreen30 ! Why? Because he was the only one to vote on the first chapter! But I do want thank everyone for the 72+ reads on this story! It means so much to me! Until next time ~ Chris B.