"I was Ryder's first pup. I was born in an alleyway. An hour after that, my birth mom, called Margot, died. My own father (his name was Jared) hated me and I had no idea why. But when I was two months old, my older brother, Spencer, told me that mom died in childbirth.... my birth."

"A few months later, dad got married to my stepmother, Brooke. They had my little sister, Emily, who Emmy is named after. But one stormy night, a pack of large coyotes came to our home. Dad told me to stay low. I did as he told and ran with Spencer. Dad and Emily weren't as lucky. They both died trying to save the rest of us."

"When I was nine months old, I realized that there was no future for me as a street dog, so I packed my stuff and set off. I found a really tall building on my second day, and Ryder took me in. He asked if I wanted to be part of a new team he was creating, and I said yes."

Chase sighed and looked at Marshall. "I'm up? Ok, but fir-" Marshall was interrupted by a knock on the lookout door. Chase went to get it, and a familiar face greeted him. "Hey little bro... How have you been?"

A/N- in case you didn't catch it, Spencer was the pup at the door. Next chapter will be about Marshall's past. Peace out!