Marshall Gone Missing: A PAW Patrol Movie

PAW Patrol The Movie (also known as PAW Patrol The Movie: Marshall Gone Missing and/or PAW Patrol The Movie: Marshall No More in some territories) is a Canadian/American animated/family/comedy/adventure film based on the hit Spin-Master/Nickelodeon Canadian animated series, PAW Patrol created by Keith Chapman. It is rated PG, and its produced by Paramount Animation, Nickelodeon Movies and Spin Master(or Allspark Pictures if Hasbro bought the PAW Patrol franchise), and distributed by Paramount Pictures. It's from the director of the first two Stuart Little movies Rob Minkoff, and from producers of The LEGO Movie Dan Lin, and Forrest Gump Wendy Finerman. It intends to be the second Nick Jr show to have a movie released in theaters after Dora and The Lost City of Gold. The film will mark the return of the original voices of Marshall, Chase and Rocky: Gage Munroe, Tristan Samuel and Stuart Ralston. The movie is to be adapted from the acclaimed fanficiton, "Marshall Gone Missing" by HavocHound and the idea of PAW Patrol having their own movie was thought up by a then 20 year-old named Otha Bland II while he was reading the fanfic. With Bland II planning to also wanting co-direct while writing the screenplay with HavocHound.

Summary
After being very rude to their Dalmatian friend, Marshall is emotionally wrecked, decides to quit the PAW Patrol and run away, hoping that Everest and Jake can keep him in hiding until the pups regret what they've done to him. After learning about his undetected departure, the five pups must find their runaway friend before he gets into any type of trouble and danger. And while during the mission & search-party, each of the pups look back at a time, even during their early years where Marshall was a hero to them.

Story
Marshall knew that when he was younger, he wanted to be a rescue pup. He had heard stories about how is parents always saved lives when they were top firepups back in the old days. When he met Ryder and the other Pups of Paw Patrol, it seemed like a chance to follow in his parents paws and be a great firepup as well. Marshall was proud of his accomplishments, but today wasn't one of those days. It was actually one of his really bad klutzy days.

Already he broke a farmer apples, caused the mayor to get into an accident, and maybe peed in a bush that was home to a wet squirrel. On his way home to the Lookout, he felt like a cloud was hanging over his head and ready to pour. I can't do anything right. Seriously, all I've done today is mess everyone's day.

"Hey, Mawshall." said Zuma as he turned around and saw him along side Chase, Skye, and Rocky by a volleyball net. "Wanna play some volleyball, dude?"

He kicked the ball over to Marshall, who stopped and stared at it. As much as he loved to play, he didn't think that his bad luck streak was going to help. "I don't know."

"Come on." said Rocky, shaking his tail. "Just pass the ball."

Marshall smirked and nodded. "Okay! Check this move out!" He knocked the ball into the air with his nose and jumped up for a spike. Closing his eyes, he brought his paw down as hard as he could and heard the sound of something crashing which made his heart sink. Uh oh.

Opening his eyes as he landed, he saw that all four of his friends were wrapped up in the net and hanging in the air. Marshall gave a nervous smile and stepped back as his friends glared at him. "PERFECT!" screamed Chase angrily before the ball came down and hit him on the head, bringing the four down with a crash. This is the first mistake he couldn't counter with a joke

Marshall quickly stopped the ball from leaving the area before turning to the others who were helping each other out. "Sorry about that guys. Want me to help you out?"

"NO!" they shouted, making him step back.

Chase growled. "I think you've done enough for ONE DAY, MARSHALL!"

"Okay! Okay! Sorry!" said Marshall, whimpering.

The others looked at each other with less angry expressions, but before anyone could do anything, Rubble rushed out of the Lookout. "Guys! The new Apollo the Super Pup cartoon is on!"

This instantly brought a cheer to all the pups and they barked with joy. Each of them made their way towards the Lookout, but before Marshall could enter, Rocky stopped him with his paw. "Hey, you made the mess. You got to clean it up." He pointed to the volleyball equipment.

Marshall nodded in understanding and rushed towards the mess. He first gathered the poles, deciding to bring them inside first, and took them with his mouth. Just as he was about to turn an put them in the shed, he suddenly found his paw on the volleyball that had rolled over. "Woah!" he shouted, the ball rolling under his feet as he began to spin and roll around. The poles in his mouth were starting to come loose as he tried to gain a sense of balance. He found himself rolling into the living room from the outside door where the other pups were laughing at the cartoon on the big screen.

Marshall tried to give off a warning, but he finally lost his balance and fell forward with a big crash. Even worse,the poles flew straight out of his mouth and towards his friends. "Look out!"

The pups turned around and gasped before ducking as the pole sailed over them. Marshall sighed in relief upon seeing his friends unhurt, but gasped when the pole smashed into the TV, breaking it and shutting the cartoon off for static.

Everyone got up and gasped in horror upon seeing their TV ruined, but then that quickly changed to rage when they glared at Marshall who was doing his best to look like an invisible mouse. Cowering before his friends, Marshall knew he screwed up big time, and unlike his previous mistakes, this is the second one he couldn't counter with a joke.

"Sorry!" he whimpered.

"Sorry?! Sorry?!" shouted Chase, growling at the firepup. "All you ever do is say sorry! You could have hurt us with your clumsy attitude! Even worse, you broke the TV! Can't you do anything right, Marshall?!"

"Now we'll never see the how Apollo saves the day!" shouted Rubble, who looked more angry than ever. None was more of a fan of the Super Dog than him. He growled, a rare feat for the usually kind and gentle bulldog. "Why can't you just be like the rest of us and not mess things up?!"

"I… don't mean to…" whined Marshall with tears appearing in his eyes.

"SHUT UP! IT doesn't matter! Every day! Every time! You always screw things up! I don't even know why you're in Paw Patrol if all you do is make disasters all the time!" screamed Skye, getting the nod of approval from the others.

"Sewiously dude, NOT COOL!" screamed Zuma, shaking his head before turning away.

"Maybe you should go AWAY and mess with someone else's fun!" shouted Rocky before following Zuma.

The rest follow suit, with the last being Chase, who Marshall couldn't believe was even doing this. They had been best friends since they first met and was the one who Marshall cared about the most. "Chase… do you really see me like that?"

"Marshall… sometimes you really are an annoyance!" said Chase, shaking his head.

That was too much for Marshall, he just started crying and ran out of the Lookout as fast as he could. Chase froze when he saw this and was about to call out his name, but stopped and shook his head. Maybe he'll finally stop being so clumsy…

Still, a part of Chase wondered if he went to far.

Hiding in his doghouse, Marshall never cried as hard as he did in his life until now. Hugging his pillow, he continued to sob into it as felt his heart shattered into pieces. His own friends, the pups he worked and played with for years hated him. Hearing such awful things his so called friends had said about him; he could still hear them in his head. Even Chase, who was like a brother to him, called him an annoyance. They hate me. All of them. And worse of all they're right.

How many times had he been a klutz and ruined their games or fun? How many times did he screw up on a mission? He was a walking disaster, and it was better for everyone if he wasn't around. Removing his head from his tear soaked pillow he glanced at a photo of him and his parents, dressed in firefighter gear. Who am I kidding? I'll never be a great as Mom and Dad. I shouldn't even be in Paw Patrol.

Marshall stood up and walked outside where he saw Adventure Bay, the town that had been his home for years. He had protected and helped so many people here, but it looked like it was all over now. If my friends don't want me, then maybe I should live somewhere else. Away from Paw Patrol. Some place they'll never find me.

He glanced over towards the nearby snowy mountains and came to a realization. That's it! I'll just live up in the mountains! It's got snow, cute penguins, and I can still help people by finding lost skiers! Plus, Everest and Jake live nearby and they don't hate me. Maybe I can convince them to keep my location a secret from the others.

With his mind set, Marshall began to begin packing for his new life.

Dog treats. Chew toys. Food and water bowls. Blankets. Winter Gear. My pup pack. Looks like I got everything, thought Marshall as he wrapped them all up and put them in his trunk.

Marshall tossed his uniform away in the trash, got on his firetruck and turned it on. He stopped himself from hitting the gas pedal and turned towards the tower for one last look. The Lookout had been such a great place to live, and being part of Paw Patrol were some of the best times of his life. Ryder had been a great owner, and the best big brother ever. Chase was his best friend, and always looked after him. Everyone else was like family to him, and he thought their days as friends would never end.

Until now.

"Good bye, Paw Patrol!" sobbed Marshall before he pressed the gas pedal and quietly left the Lookout.

Hours had passed since their spat with Marshall and the other pups were bored out of their minds. They had told Ryder that the TV was broken, and he said he would get a new one. That still meant no Apollo or even Pup Pup Boogie, another thing to be angry at Marshall about. Currently, they were each doing their own thing to stave off the boredom. Rocky was reading a book about Thomas Edison, Rubble and Zuma were napping under a tree, Chase was doing pushups, and Skye was flicking a rock back and forth.

"Ugh! So bored!" whined Skye was she rolled onto her stomach and glanced at the sky. It looked like there wasn't going to be any bad weather so it gave her an idea. "I'm going to ask Ryder if I can fly today," she said as she got up and headed to the lookout.

"Kay…" said Chase and Rocky, while Zuma and Rubble just snored.

While watching Skye leave, Chase stopped doing his pushups and turned to Rocky. "Hey, Rocky… do you think we were a little harsh on Marshall?"

Rocky paused in turning a page before sighing. "Maybe, but can you honestly tell me you haven't always wanted to yell at him for his mistakes?"

Chase stayed silent, but his gut was telling him that something was wrong. He got up and stretched his legs."I'm going to talk to him."

He didn't even wait for a response, he just rushed to the other side of the Lookout where Marshall's dog house was. But when he arrived, he grounded to a halt at the sight of nothing. The firetruck was gone, as was Marshall. "Marshall? Marshall?!" Chase cried out, but there was no response. Concerned, he taped is communicator tag for Marshall. "Hey, Marshall? You there?"

No response.

"Marshall?"

When he got silence a second time, Chase felt that worry in his gut grows even more. "Guess he's still mad us… or maybe Ryder has him doing something." He quickly called for his owner.

Ryder was just about to finish the latest level off his space shooter video game when a call from Chase came in. Pausing, he accepted the message and saw Chase's face on the Puppad. "Hey, Chase. What's up?"

"Ryder, sir, have you seen Marshall? His truck is missing, and I can't find him," said Chase, looking around in worry.

"No, I haven't. I'll call him up and see where he is." answered Ryder as he turned off Chase and called for his firepup. A few seconds later, he saw Marshall, driving in his truck.

"Hello?" asked Marshall, a bit surprised he was being contacted.

"Hey, Marshall. Where are you? The pups are looking for you," said Ryder. Upon hearing this, Marshall closed his eyes before growling much to Ryder's surprise. "Marshall?"

"I DON'T CARE! Tell the other pups I'm done being a bother to them and they don't have to worry about me anymore! If I'm such a annoyance like they said then I'm better off on my OWN! I'm done with them and Paw Patrol!" sobbed Marshall.

Ryder gasped as he held the pad with both hands. Dozens of questions entered Ryder's head, but the first thing to do was to calm Marshall down and get him to explain. "Marshall, you can't quit. There there. The team needs you. Look, just come on home and we'll sort this out."

Marshall shook his head as was still crying. "Sorry, Ryder, but I made up my mind. I'm a lone pup now. I… I'm going to miss you. Thank you for taking care of me. Marshall out… for the last time. Good bye."

The communication was cut as Ryder stood there, still in disbelief. He tried calling Marshall again and again, but nothing. Marshall had cut him off. As Ryder tried to think about what to do, Skye came up on the elevator with a smile. "Hey, Ryder? I was wondering if I could go flying since it's a great day."

"WHAT DID YOU GUYS JUST SAY TO MARSHALL?!" shouted Ryder, turning around with an enraged look. Skye gasped and whimpered upon hearing her owner's furious yelling. "ANSWER ME, SKYE! NOW!"

"We… we were just enraged that he messed up the TV. And we may have…" Skye shivered and felt her ears fatten as Ryder's glare got harsher and harsher. "… t-told him he was a burden to the team… and said he… screwed up a lot… among… other things."

Ryder rubbed his temples and did his best to stay calm. Getting furious right now would not solve anything. He needed to get Marshall home and he needed the rest of the pups to help, even if they were the ones that caused this. "Well, I hope your happy, Skye! Because Marshall decided to run away!"

"Run away?!" shouted Skye in horror. "I… I didn't think he'd take that bad! It's Marshall! He's always happy!"

"Would you be happy if your best friends called you worthless and insulted you?! Breaking your spirit?!" asked Ryder.

"NO! YOU WOULD DEFINITELY NOT SKYE!" screamed Ryder in fury.

Skye lowered her head in shame. "We… I… oh what have we done… Marshall…" She shook her head. "We have to get him back, Ryder! He's part of our team!"

"And we're gonna get him back, Skye!" Ryder pressed the button of all the Paw Patrols.

Skye just sat there, praying that Marshall was alright and they could fix their mistake. Oh, Marshall. I'm so sorry. How could we have said those things?

"PAW PATROL! GET YOUR BUTTS UP TO THE LOOKOUT RIGHT NOW!"

The rest of the pups knew something was wrong by the tone of Ryder's voice and the urgency behind it. None the others decided to do their usual call out and rushed as quickly as they could towards the elevator. On the way, Rubble looked around and asked, "Hey, where's Marshall?"

"He's not here." answered Chase, as they entered the doors. "Even his truck is gone. I hope nothing happened to him."

The four reached the elevator and waited. And waited.

"This is… weird…" said Zuma, looking around. "We're all still standing. Usually, when Mawshall's here we're all on our backs."

"Yeah, without him it just seems… empty," second Rocky.

The others just nodded in agreement and whimpered as the elevator started to move. Getting into their uniforms, they jumped out and lined up next to a downtrodden Skye as Chase stood in attention. "Paw Patrol, ready for act… tion…" Super Spy Chase's voice died down as he and the other pets were met with an enraged Ryder. Gulping, Chase finished, "Um… Ryder, sir?"

Ryder, with his arms crossed, stayed silent for a bit before shaking his head. "PUPS, I AM VERY ANGRY WITH ALL FIVE OF YOU!"

"What? Why?" They asked except for Skye.

"Because I had to find out that you five insulted and bullied Marshall earlier for making a mistake!" shouted Ryder.

The others winced as Rocky whispered, "We… were just angry."

"Well, I hope you're happy because your angry words have forced Marshall to run away!"

The four pups gasped as Skye cried. Chase, turning white, pressed his communicator tag. "Marshall! Come in, buddy! Please!"

The others tried their tags as well, but they got nothing. Zuma shook his head. "Mawshall wouldn't wun away! He loves being a Paw Patrol! He loves us!"

"But… we were really hard on him…" said Rubble, doing his best not to cry. "He must think we hate him!"

"What have we done…" whispered Rocky.

Chase, to everyone surprise, turned around and began hitting his paws on the elevator. "Stupid! So stupid! How could I have said that to him?! I just called him an annoyance! An annoyance! What kind of leader AM I?! What kind of friend AM I?!" Chase screamed in misery before falling on his haunches and tearing up. "How could I have said those things?!"

Ryder walked up to him and held him, letting the super spy pup wail on his shoulder. As mad as he was at them, he knew that they were just as hurt as he was about Marshall leaving. The others were just as emotional as Chase, and seeing the strongest of them act like this brought the seriousness straight home.

Rubble gulped as he wiped the tears from his face. "What are we going to do? We don't know where Marshall is!"

"What if we never see him again?!" shouted Skye with worry.

"We have to find him!" shouted Rocky, stepping forward, "And we have to tell him how much we care about him! We have to say we're sorry!"

"Right you are, Rocky," said Ryder, getting up and grabbing his pad. "We need all paws on deck for this one. Each of us will be splitting up to search for Marshall. Zuma, you check the beaches and water. Rubble, check the outskirts of town like Yumi's farm. Rocky and I will check the town. Chase, you and Skye check the forest and mountain area. If any of you see or get a hint of where Marshall is, call us."

The pups didn't even bother to shout out their catchphrase, the situation was just too serious. All they could think about was Marshall and his safety. Ryder headed for the pole towards his ATV, while the pups went through the slide and into their respective vehicles.

As he was ordered, Rubble had taken off for the outskirts of town in his search for Marshall. Along the way, Rubble did his best to resist crying until he had separated from the others. When he did, he finally unleashed the waterworks. He didn't like anyone seeing him cry. It was bad enough he was the youngest out of the group, even younger then Everest who had only been a Paw Patrol member for a few weeks, but he didn't want to be seen as a cry baby. However, this was one moment he could let go of his desire to look more grown up. Guilt hung his heart by the neck as he wished he could take back what he said about Marshall. He was a great pup, and a great Paw Patrol member

By the time he finished crying, he had arrived at Farm Yumi and Al's barn. The recently married couple had agreed to help find Marshall by searching their fields. It had been half an hour since then, and Rubble had been calling for Marshall without stop, even trying his communicator tag.

Stopping his bulldozer in front of the farm, Rubble looked around again for any sign of the dalmatian. Suddenly, he gasped with joy upon seeing what looked like a cloud with puffs of black dots between a stack of hay. "I only know one dalmatian that has that look!" He joyfully drove his bulldozer to the hay pile and used it to move the hay, only to realize that it was one of the cows instead. "Hey! Your not a dalmatian! You're not even Marshall!"

The cow rolled its eyes before walking away. Rubble sighed before dropping the hay back. He's not here. Maybe I should check the other areas. But what if he's already long gone from Adventure Bay?

The thought that he could never see is buddy again made Rubble whimper. I can't believe I said those things to him. Sure, he screws up, but all of us do. Even me. Heck, I screwed up a lot when I first joined.

"Okay, Rubble, you can do this," Rubble muttered to himself as he leaned forward from his seat. It had been a week since he had officially joined Paw Patrol. While he hadn't been sent on missions yet, it gave him plenty of time to learn how to use the bulldozer Ryder had given him as the new construction pup.

At the moment, he was still getting used to the controls and trying to lift a large hill of sand as practice. Turning his truck, he howled with the engine roaring as he shouted, "Rubble on the double!" he pressed his paw down on the gas, only he felt his bulldozer head backwards instead. Gasping, the bulldog realized he had left the stick in reverse. "More like Rubble is in trouble!"

His bulldozer continued to move backwards until it slammed into a tree, nearly knocking the wind out of Rubble. Moaning, he turned it off and sighed, "I'm never going to get this down."

"Hey, Rubble! What's going on?" Rubble turned his head to see the Paw Patrol's fire rescue pup, Marshall, walking towards him with a smile on his face. "Hey, you're trying out the bulldozer Ryder made. How's it working?"

"It works fine, it's me that's not working right," sighed Rubble, sinking into his chair.

"Really?" asked Marshall, jumping up and landing near the bulldog. "What's wrong?"

"I keep screwing up. I wanna be a Paw Patrol member so badly, but every time I try to do work this thing I keep forgetting something," said the saddened pup. "Maybe I'm not cut out to be a construction pup."

"Hey, don't think that. If Ryder thinks your perfect for the team then I trust him. Besides, everyone screws up. I even did when I started using my fire truck," said Marshall, putting a paw on Rubble shoulder.

"What did you do?"

Marshall blushed and chuckled. "Every time I used my ladder, I used to always come down riding on my butt. It got really sore and red, to the point where I could have been named Marshall, the Red Butt Pup."

Rubble snorted before laughing out loud, imagining the sight of such a thing. "That's so funny! Did you get better?"

"Oh, I did. But I still fall on it occasionally. While also getting in a ton of other crashes as you well know," pointed out Marshall.

"Like this afternoon when you slipped on Zuma's marbles and slammed your head into Ryder's pizza?" asked Rubble.

"Yeah, but that was worth it for the pepperoni," said Marshall, rubbing his stomach and licking his lips at the memory. "The point is, we all screw up a bit. You just need to keep practicing, and you'll be awesome in no time."

"Okay! Let's give it another go!" shouted Rubble. He turned on the bulldozer and this time remember to put it in drive. Pressing forward, Rubble grit his teeth with determination as he lowered his large blade and began scooping up the sand. "Yeah! I did it!"

The two dogs began to bark with joy until Marshall gasped. "Wait, Rubble! You forgot to stop the blade!"

The two watched as the scooper continued going up until it reached the top and tipped the sand to pour on top of them. The two dogs held their breath until they were covered in a pile of sand, head down. Popping out of it, they looked at each other and just laughed at the sight of themselves.

"Hey, when you're done. Do you want to watch Apollo the Super Pup with me?" asked Marshall.

Rubble tilted his head. "Who's Apollo?"

Rubble chuckled at the memory. True to Marshall's word, he did get better as time went on, and was just as good as the rest of his friends. He then whimpered again when he realized that he had insulted the very pup who had given him the confidence to be who he was today by calling him a screw up. But Marshall's helped saved the day so many times, even with his screw ups. Yet I yelled at him, all for messing up my favorite cartoon that he introduced me to!

A cartoon was just a cartoon. It could be seen again, even on demand. But a friend was irreplaceable.

Vowing to never see another Apollo cartoon until he found Marshall, Rubble continued on his search.

Zuma had searched every beach there was in Adventure Bay, but no luck in finding Marshall. None of the people or animals on the beach had seen him either. That left only the ocean and nearby islands to search for his buddy, but Zuma doubted Marshall was at any of them. Granted, any of the islands would have been a great place to run away, but Marshall would have known that Zuma could have tracked him down with his hovercraft.

Deciding to report in, Zuma hit his communicator tag for Ryder. "Zuma here. No sign of Mawshall. I'm gonna twy Seal Island and any of the other neawby ones."

"I doubt he went there, but we can't leave no place unchecked. Search where ever you can, Zuma. Ryder out."

Zuma sighed as he heard arfing and turned to the right to see Wally the Walrus waving at him, fish in his mouth. "Hey, Wally. Have you seen Mawshall?"

Wally shook his head, but in turn threw the fish out of his mouth and hit Zuma straight on the snout. Zuma shook it off and Wally caught it again. "Ugh, thanks anyway, dude."

Wally arfed goodbye as Zuma began to wonder about Marshall again. If Marshall had run away, their words must have been a lot harsher then they mean to be. Zuma didn't hate Marshall, he really cared about him a great deal. He was brave, funny, and always willing to be helpful.

As the second youngest, he saw all his peers as his big brothers or sisters. Chase was the responsible big brother. Skye was the graceful sister. Rocky was the smart brother. Rubble, despite being younger than Zuma, was the playful little brother. And Marshall was the fun big brother. The kind who could keep you smiling no matter what. And with Ryder acting like a father figure to them, it was like having a family.

And we huwt our family by huwting Mawshall, thought Zuma.

Turning his head, he noticed a boat rental shop that brought Zuma back towards his first mission where he saw just how awesome Marshall was. Not to mention how dedicate he was to his duty as a firepup.

Although he had been hoping his first mission as a member of Paw Patrol would be big, Zuma didn't expect it to be this big. An electrical fire had caused a boat rental shop to catch fire, and the entire team was needed to handle it. Marshall took the lead by using his fire truck to spray water at the building while Chase kept the growing crowd away from danger. Skye was keeping an eye on things in the air, being mindful of the smoke, while Zuma and Rocky were in charge of making sure the nearby boats didn't catch on fire.

Zuma was surprised by how calm the team was. They had only been operational for a few months, but they were acting like pros. Zuma, having only been around for two weeks, couldn't help but be impressed. While Rocky was using his tools to unhook the boats and tying them to the hovercraft, Zuma was ordered to bring them to the other side of the bay as far from the fire as possible.

"That's the last one, Wyder!" said Zuma, calling his new owner. He watched as Rocky tied the rope of the last boat to the harbor.

"Great job, Zuma and Rocky! You guys head back here and-"

'Help! Help! That's my store!" shouted the voice of a woman. Zuma activated his view screen on his tag and saw a blond woman talking Ryder. "That's my shop! Oh my gosh! My son's in there!"

Both Zuma and Rocky gasped at the thought of a kid inside that huge fire. Zuma had never seen a fire as big as this one before. If a human is in there…

"Ma'am! Which floor is your child on?!" asked Marshall, running into view.

"Second floor, by the back of the house!"

Marshall looked to be in deep concentration before a look of determination appeared on his face. "Arf! Oxygen mask!" a red mask settled onto Marshall's face as he turned to Ryder. "I'm going in, Ryder. Have someone else take the hose, and keep spraying the shop!"

Ryder nodded. "Okay. Marshall, you head inside, and find that child. Be careful."

"Ready for a ruff ruff rescue!"

"Zuma, you and Rocky head back here to help with the fire."

"Green means go!"

"Let's dive in!"

Rocky jumped back onto the hovercraft as Zuma went full speed ahead. Along the way, Zuma couldn't help but worry if maybe Marshall was in over his head. "Hey, Wocky? Will Mawshall be okay?"

"It's Rocky and Marshall, Zuma," said Rocky.

"Sorry, my speech inpaiwment is something I've had to live with," replied Zuma.

Rocky nodded. "Anyway, Marshall will be fine. He's been training to do this ever since he was born. He'll be okay. Despite his goofiness, he's a good firepup."

Zuma barked in agreement and soon made it to the closest harbor with the flaming shop close by. Before Zuma could follow Rocky out, an explosion from the shop nearly blew the pups off their paws as a giant fireball shot out into the air. "Holy cow! Did you see that, dude?!" shouted Zuma.

"Yeah, but Marshall was still in there!" shouted Rocky with horror.

Pressing his tag, Rocky called out, "Ryder! Is Marshall okay?!"

"I don't know! I'm trying to get in contact with him! Skye, where did that explosion come from?!"

"Second floor! And I could see that fireball all the way up here!"

Zuma gulped. If it was really that big then did that mean that Marshall and the child were..

"*cough* *cough*Marshall here! I'm okay!"

Both Zuma and Rocky sighed in relief upon hearing their teammates voice. Ryder then spoke. "Marshall, what happened?"

"It's my fault. I had to dodge a falling piece of wood, but I knocked over a gas can. The explosion blocked my exit, but I found the kid. He's okay, but we need to find a way out before we run out of air."

"Can you see any way out?" asked Ryder.

There was a brief pause before Marshall answered. "Yeah, I think I have a way, but I'll need Zuma's help!"

"What do you need me do, Mawshall?" asked Zuma.

Marshall giggled. "Sorry, still getting used to hearing my name sound like that. Anyway, there is a window in the kids' room that's right over the water. We can jump in and Zuma can bring us to land."

"Sounds like a plan. You hear that, Zuma?" asked Ryder.

"On my way!" shouted Zuma as he turned his hovercraft back on and made for the store.

Although the flames intimated him, Zuma wasn't going to be a scaredy pup when his friend needed him. He reached the end of the rental where the flames hadn't touched yet and saw the widow Marshall was talking about. Tapping his communicator, Zuma said, "Marshall. I'm here!"

"Great. Watch out below. Arf! Ax!"

The sound of a window smashing alerted Zuma to the window where he saw a red ax smash it up, giving Marshall a clear path for the water. The kid, a blond boy who had to be around seven years old, was right beside him. Getting an idea, Zuma cried out, "Arf! Buoy!" The front of his hovercart opened and shut out a buoy with a line into the water. "Mawshall! Have the kid jump into the buoy!"

"Good idea, Zuma! We're gonna jump! Three! Two! One!"shouted Marshall as he and the kid jumped.

The kid screamed a bit but he managed to land perfectly in the buoy while Marshall splashed into the water next to him. Spitting out water, Marshall pushed the kid to the hovercraft where he climbed in.

"T-thanks for rescuing me… can I get to my mom now?" asked the kid.

"Sure thing, little dude," said Zuma with a smile before turning to Marshall who shook himself dry. "Dude, that was awesome!"

"Thanks," said Marshall with a smile. He tapped his tag. "Marshall here. We got the kid, Ryder. We're coming back to bring him to his mommy."

"Great work, pups. See you soon."

"Glad to see your still one piece. I thought you were gonna break your promise for a second there," said Chase, trying to sound professional, but Zuma could detect a hint of worry.

Marshall chuckled. "Don't worry, Chase. I never break my promises. Marshall out."

"What pwomise are you talking about?" asked Zuma.

Marshall turned to Zuma and said, "Eh, nothing. Just something we did when we were younger. Let's get back to shore. I got a fire to put out."

"You're still up for mowe? Aren't you tiwed?" asked Zuma.

"Is the fire still burning?" asked Marshall with a grin. "Then so am I!"

He was a hewo that day, thought Zuma with a smile as he gazed at the newly repaired shop. And not just that day. The time he sacrificed his chance to be Wowld's Fastest Firepup. The day he won the basketball game for Adventure Bay. And when he saved those kitties all on his own. Mawshall's been hero through and through.

Marshall wasn't just a firepup. He was the most awesome firepup ever.

Zuma only hoped they never lost him as he continue his way towards Seal Island.

Marshall sighed in relief as he came out from behind the tree. "Nothing like a pit stop after a long drive. And this time no angry squirrels." He had made good time so far on his journey to Jake's mountain and decided to stop for lunch. Reaching into his bag in his truck, he dragged out some dog bisects and began to eat. "Hmm, honey flavored. Rubble's favorite."

He frowned upon thinking of his… former friend and thought about how much fun he and the other pups used to challenge Rubble to eat as much as he could. For a little pup, he sure ate a lot and made a lot of messes when he did. Marshall chuckled, thinking on the day Ryder took the to their first public restaurant and Rubble end up eating the entire buffet in an hour. Good thing it was all you can eat.

Marshall shook his head. "No, don't think about them anymore. They don't want to be your friend, so you don't need to think about them."

He packed the food away, finding himself no longer hungry. Maybe I just need a good rest. That's all.

He lay on the grass and closed his eyes, hoping to get some Zs before hitting the road again. It was actually kind of nice to be sleeping in the wilderness instead of the Lookout. No sound of Ryder or the other pups doing what they were doing. Not even Zuma, snoring beside him. The two of them curling next to each other in case they had a bad dream. Zuma always used to have those so each of the team slept next to him in his first weeks at the Lookout.

Marshall began to slowly lose focus and fell into a good sleep, but never noticed the tear dripping down his cheek.

Failure was something Rocky couldn't stand. Whenever one of his inventions didn't work or he got something wrong during a mission, he took it hard. It wasn't that he was a perfectionist; he was okay with messing up on things that didn't seem important like a game or competition. But failing somebody close to him, that was the worst of it all. His dislike of failure all stemmed back to his days at the orphanage for pets. Every day he would try his hardest to get adopted by a family looking to take a pet home with them. And every day he failed.

For a long time, Rocky didn't think he would ever get adopted until one day, when he was cleaning up the orphanage like he always did, he met Ryder. The mixed breed had been collecting trash outside the orphanage to use for his inventions when he saw Ryder checking said inventions in Rocky's room. He explained what each of them did and had fun playing with Ryder. Ryder quickly offered Rocky a place in the Paw Patrol as their recycling pup, as well as a home to live in. That was the happiest day in Rocky's life.

Paw Patrol was his new home, and the pups were his new family. And Rocky promised on the day he arrived at the Lookout that he would never fail his new family.

And yet here I am, looking for a friend who I failed horribly, thought Rocky as he watched Ryder ask Alex and his friends at the playground if they had seen Marshall. The pups had fought before, even argued at times, but they never had something like this happen. Looking back, Rocky couldn't help but realize that their words were way too harsh. Yeah, Marshall's clumsy behavior did mess things up a lot, but he was still a good friend. Besides, everybody on the team had their quirks. Rubble was always trying to act more mature to compensate for being the youngest. Zuma had his speech impairment. Skye and Chase's obviously had crushes on each other, but neither could admit it. And Rocky himself was afraid of water.

The more he thought about how foolish he and the other pups had been, the more it drove Rocky to find Marshall and apologize. If only it were that easy.

They had been driving through town all day, yet there wasn't a single sign of Marshall. They had asked other residents from Katie to Mayor Goodwill, but they hadn't seen him. The Mayor promised to get all the townsfolk to look for him, but Rocky was pretty sure Marshall was long gone from Adventure Bay. He wanted to tell Ryder, but he was too nervous to.

Throughout their search, Ryder barley say anything to Rocky, and his angry face from earlier was still fresh in the pup's mind. Ryder had been disappointed, scolding even if things got too rough, but never as angry as he was when he learned what they had done. It made Rocky feel even guiltier by the fact that he had failed his owner, the one who gave him his new life.

Still, despite his fear of angering Ryder further, finding Marshall was a top priority. When Ryder came back to his ATV, Rocky sat in his recycling truck while rubbing his paws. "One of Alex's friends said they saw Marshall's fire truck heading down Church Street. Let's see if any of the shops have seen him."

"Ryder?" asked Rocky just as his owner put on his helmet. "I don't think we'll find him in Adventure Bay. He's had hours ahead of us, and considering some of the people we talked to said they saw him heading in the direction of the exit to town, I think it's safe to assume he's long gone from this location."

Ryder rubbed his chin before nodding. "You make a good point. Chase and Sky are in that area, so we'll join up with them."

"Do you think he's heading back to his parents? Where do they live anyway?" asked Rocky.

"Somewhere down south of the state. If we don't find him in the evening, I'll alert them," said Ryder, getting on his ATV.

Lowering his head, Rocky asked, "Ryder? Do you hate us for what we did?"

Ryder looked at Rocky with shock before he shook his head and gave a sad smile. "Rocky, I could never hate you pups. You're my best friends. I'm just upset that you would say that to Marshall after everything he's done. Why did you say those things anyway?"

"I don't know. I guess we were just angry that his mistakes kept breaking stuff," whispered Rocky. "It's not a good excuse, I know. I bet he hates us."

"Marshall would never hate you pups. Don't you remember when he took care of you when you got bullied?"

Rocky's eyes widen at the memory.

Heading back home on three good legs was a pain, but it was better than depending on a badly injured one. Rocky winced as he felt the bite mark on his right front leg hurt worse as he walked up the hill towards the Lookout. Each time he or something else touched it, it would sting like crazy to the point where Rocky was nearly in tears. It wasn't as bad as the shiner on his left eye though.

As he reached the front of the Lookout, all he had to do was get to his dog house and avoid being seen by the other pups. Thankfully, they were all focused on Chase testing out his new Super Spy outfit and gadgets.

Rocky was about to sneak away when Marshall noticed him and rushed over. "Hey, Rocky. Wanna see Chase use his suction cup boots?"

"Uh, maybe later. I'm just gonna go to bed," said Rocky, doing his best to have his face being seen.

"You okay? You seem kind of off. Hey, where's your hat? You were wearing it when you went out earlier," pointed out Marshall.

"I lost it. Now, if you excuse me," lied Rocky as he tried to move away from Marshall.

Marshall gasped. "Lost it?! Don't worry! We'll use Chase's nose to find it!" Before Rocky could do anything, Marshall reached out for his injured leg and jerked. Rocky yelped in pain before falling to his side whimpering.

"Rocky?! Are you okay?!" screamed Marshall before he noticed the shiner on Rocky's eye. "Woah! What happened?!"

"HELP!" wailed Rocky, unable to take the pain anymore.

"NO! Guys! Rocky's injured!" shouted Marshall, getting the attention of the others. They all rushed over and gasped at the sight him.

"What happened?!" asked Rubble.

"I swear I just touched him and he was suddenly in pain!" answered Marshall.

"It looks like he got beat up!" shouted Skye.

Chase tagged his dog tag and shouted into it. "Ryder, sir, we got an injured Paw Patroler who needs help! It's Rocky!"

"I'm on my way, Chase! Keep him still 'till I get there!"

Chase walked over and put a paw on Rocky's shoulder. "It's okay. Ryder's coming."

Rocky nodded as he hoped his owner could fix this.

"Feeling better, Wocky?" asked Zuma as the gang watched Ryder finish wrapping up his leg in the medical room. Beside the leg brace, Rocky had an ice pack over his hurt eye that he held with his good paw.

"Yeah, much better." replied the injured pup.

Ryder rubbed Rocky on his back and asked, "Rocky, how did you get injured? I took a closer look at that wound and it was definitely from a bite. A dog bite specifically."

"You mean someone attacked Rocky?" asked Skye before growling. "What kind of jerk would do that?"

Rocky cried in pain, but Ryder held him in his arms and began to pet him. "It's okay, Rocky. You can tell us."

Rocky hesitated, but sighed. Knowing that they weren't going to drop this he decided to come out and say it. "It was Butch, Crash, and Sharper. They ambushed me, called me a chump, beat me up, and took my hat."

"Those three? I should have known," growled Chase, who looked ready to tear something apart with his teeth.

"Who are they?" asked Ryder.

"They're three dogs that live at the junkyard near town. They're always causing trouble. Like stealing food, knocking over trash cans, or bullying dogs smaller than them," answered Rubble.

"Yeah, they've made wun of my speech all the time," said Zuma, lowering his head. "They… they say I talk like this because I'm… dumb."

"They what?!" shouted Chase and Ryder.

"Okay, I've had enough of these three. We have to do something to them, Ryder, sir!" shouted Chase.

Ryder gentle put Rocky on the medical bed and nodded. "Right, these three want to keep hurting our friends. I say we teach them a lesson, and get Rocky's hat back. Am I right?"

The pups all howled with anticipation as Rubble jumped up and said, "I know where those creeps hang out!"

"And I can use my sniffer to sniff them out!" said Chase as he followed Rubble out of the room.

"Wait for us! I got to see this!" shouted Skye, followed by Zuma.

Ryder was about to follow when he noticed that Marshall wasn't moving. "Marshall? You coming along?"

The dalmatian glanced at Rocky who was nursing his eye before turning to Ryder with a smile. "You go on ahead, Ryder. I'm going to watch over Rocky."

"Okay. Be back as soon as we can," said Ryder before exiting.

Marshall barked goodbye before jumping onto the bed and taking a seat next to Rocky. "Are you feeling better?"

"Not as bad as I did before, but better, thanks," muttered Rocky.

There was a long silence between the two as neither said anything to the other. Rocky wished he was just alone so he could do something, but without his good leg or his eye, he was limited. Worst of all, I can't read or invent. This stinks.

"Why did you try to hide your injuries? And the fact you were being bullied by those jerk dogs?" asked Marshall.

"I…" Rocky closed his eyes and shook his head. "It's not the first time I've been bullied. Back at the… orphanage, I read a lot and was very smart. But the other pups made fun of me for being smarter than them. So they used to make fun of me or hit me. Not as bad as this though." Rocky sighed as he thought back to the place he had known more than half his life. It was full of bad memories and he didn't like thinking about them.

"That wasn't nice of them," said Marshall, putting a paw on Rocky's shoulder. "But you're not at the orphanage anymore. You're here in Paw Patrol with the rest of us. And we always look after each other, right?"

"Right." said Rocky. "H-hey, Marshall? Not that I don't appreciate it, but why did you ask to stay behind?"

"I felt you could use some company. Besides, I did hurt you after all," said Marshall, as he hopped off and wagged his tail. "Do you want to do anything? Eat? Play a game?"

Rocky chuckled. "I think I'm limited in what I can do, Marshall." He gentle waved his hurt leg and raised his ice pack of his eye a bit to show. "I doubt I can even read."

"Hmmm," thought Marshall, as he scratched his ears. He then gasped. "What if I read to you? That way you can still enjoy the story!"

Rocky was a bit taken back by this but smiled with joy. "You really do that for me? Thanks!"

"What are friends for? Now what book do you want?" asked Marshall.

"… and thus the four musketeers held their swords over their heads and shouted, 'All for one and one for all'. The end!" read Marshall as he closed the book.

Rocky barked his approval at Marshall's reading. The firepup had played each role as best as he could, even doing a few imitation of the sword fights. If anything, it made the story even more interesting and hearing it read to him was an experience he hadn't felt since the caretaker at the orphanage first read to him as a pup. It was one of the few good things he was fond of at that time and it was that caretaker who inspired his love of reading.

"That was such a cool story. I really like D'Artagnan! He was so brave!" said Marshall, who jumped around. "Hey! Maybe we should dress up like Musketeers! You, me, Chase, and Rubble can be the four heroes!"

"What about Zuma and Skye?" asked Rocky, amused by the idea.

"Well, I'm sure Zuma won't mind being Rochefort or Cardinal Richelieu, and we can have Skye be Milady De Winter!" suggested Marshall.

"You do realize Skye will bite your ears off when she learns you want to make here a villain," chuckled Rocky.

"Well, that will only prove my point." laughed Marshall.

The two pups continued to laugh until they heard the others arrive home and were greeted by them when they entered the medical room. "We're back, and mission accomplished," said Chase with a satisfied smirk.

Rocky gasped upon seeing Ryder carrying his hat and cheered when it was placed back on his head. "Thanks, guys. What happened to the bullies?"

"Oh, they'll be tied up in my next for a while. Good thing I have plenty of extras," said Chase with a snicker.

"Yeah, those three were begging and crying for us to let them down when we left them," laughed Skye.

"I already called Mayor Goodwill about them and she said they'll be sent to the pound for their actions," explained Ryder. "Maybe a few months there will straighten them out."

"Good widdance! That's what I say!" said Zuma, laughing until his stomach started growling. "Um, can we have lunch Wyder?"

"Sure! Come on, pup!" said Ryder as he turned to Rocky. "I still need you to rest here for a few days, Rocky. I'll bring your dinner to you."

"Okay," said Rocky as he watched the other pups head out. He then cried out, "Hey, Marshall!" When the pup turned around, Rocky smiled and said, "Thanks for being a good friend.

"No problem!" said Marshall, before he turned around and accidentally bumped into the wall. "Ow. I'm okay."

Immediately, after the memory ended, Rocky started crying and jumped into Ryder's arms where his owner hugged him. "I… I totally forgot… how could I… how could I…" Rocky buried his head into Ryder's chest and still cried his eyes out. "I'm horrible!"

"Rocky, it's okay. Don't cry. You made a mistake. I promise we'll find Marshall and we'll be back together as a family," assured Ryder.

Rocky sniffed and nodded. "Okay."

"You know, you're the reason he asked to be trained as our medical pup," said Ryder, smiling as Rocky looked up at him with surprise written on his face. "He said he didn't want to see you or his other friends get hurt so he worked extra hard to help you guys if you go injured."

"I… I never knew…" whispered Rocky, shaking his head "But that's Marshall for you. Always wanting to help someone.

I was wrong. We were all wrong. Marshall is our heart as a family. He's not a dope or annoyance or a klutz. He's our friend and so many of us depend on him, thought Rocky, wishing he could just see Marshall tripping and crashing into something. Anything to just get this guilt off his chest.

"Guys? Zuma here! There's a big storm heading towards Adventwure Bay! It looks weally bad!" said Zuma from the puppad.

Ryder answered the call and forwards it to all Paw Patrol members. "Thanks, Zuma. Everyone! We have to be careful. If this storm gets too big, we'll be in just as much danger as Marshall might be. Zuma, head back to shore and meet up with Rubble to check the rest of the nearby outskirts. Rocky and I will try to meet up with Chase and Skye."

"Ryder, sir, we should also call Everest and Jake. Just in case he's heading up the mountain!" suggested Chase.

"Great idea, Chase. Over and out," said Ryder as he turned his puppad to Everest's tag and pressed it, Everest appear on the screen with Jake right beside her.

"Hey, Ryder! What do you need?" asked Everest with a cheerful smile.

"Everest, we have a big problem. Marshall's run away and we can't find him!" said Ryder.

Both Everest and Jake gasped. "Dude, that's terrible. Why did he run away?"

"It's a long story, but we need your help in finding him. Can you check your mountain if he's there or on his way?" asked Ryder.

"We'll do our best, but Ryder," Everest started looking nervous, "there is a big snow storm coming and combined that with the thunderstorm coming from your end, it's gonna make it very hard to find Marshall."

Rocky and Ryder both looked at each other with grim expressions on their faces. Rocky decided to answer this time and said, "Please help us, Everest. It's me and the other pups fault that this happened. We want our friend back."

"We'll do our best. Over and out!" cried Everest before they called out.

"Think we'll find Marshall before the storm starts?" asked Rocky.

"I hope so, Rocky," said Ryder as he looked towards the coming storm.

When Marshall started his runaway journey into Jake's mountain, a lot of questions plagued his mind. Most of them were about the Paw Patrol and whether or not it was right to abandon his duties like that while also abandoning the people who depended on him. He also wondered if his friends really did hate him or was it just a heat of the moment? Plus, there were his parents. He could have gone to them easily or even ask Ryder to just go home, but he felt too ashamed to face his parents as a failure.

But the biggest question that was on Marshall's mind at the moment was if he made a wrong turn somewhere. The mountain area he was traveling in was unfamiliar to him, and he had been on this mountain a lot in the past. Great, another thing I'm not good at. Following the stupid road.

He turned to his left and saw the growing storm in the distance, which made his tail shiver. If he didn't find Jake's soon, he was going to have to hold out against the storm. Maybe… Maybe I call Ryder. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

It meant facing the consequences for his actions, and his former friends, but Marshall knew it was smarter than ending up in the middle of the storm with no protection. Just as he was about to press his dog tag, he gasped upon seeing a family of bunnies hopping in his truck's way. "Woah! Look out!"

Turning the truck to the right, Marshall and his truck flew off the path and started going down hill. Sharp rocks scattered everywhere as Marshall bumped and jerked in his seat, doing his best not to get motion sick. He tried pressing the breaks, but the ridge was too steep. "I like rocky road, but this is ridiculous!"

Marshall then gasped when he saw what the hill was leading him too: a deep cliff with a one way ticket to puppy heaven. He tried pressing the brakes again, but they refused to budge. Marshall's scream echoed in the valley as the fire truck reached the edge and began to plummet to his doom. Without thinking, he cried out, "Arf! Ladder!"

His latter opened up from behind and Marshall turned around, jumping on to it as it continued to extend while he climbed up as fast as he could. When he reached the end, he jumped as high as he could and grabbed the ledge of the cliff, saving himself just in the nick of time. Grunting, he climbed up and lay on his back, panting over and over again. "That was too close….'

CRASH!

Marshall's heart sank as he opened his eyes and carefully peered over the cliff. He whimpered upon seeing his prized firetruck smashed and on fire. Even worse was everything that he owned was down there. His food. Clothing. Gear. All Marshall had with him now was his collar.

"No! I really did it this time!" said Marshall in somber, shaking his head. "How could this be any worse?!"

Just as soon as he said that, a crash of lighting echoed in the air as rain began to fall down on him. "Of course."

Like any pilot, Skye hated flying in rough weather. Still, she was a professional and wouldn't let herself get held back in her mission to find Marshall. Skye never told anyone, but she used to have a crush on Marshall when she first met him. That was until she thought they were better off as friends. Marshall was nice, but he wasn't boyfriend material for her. Although if her girl intuition was correct, she suspected Everest might have a thing for him. Instead, she decided to set her eyes on… someone else. Skye sighed as she glanced down at the road below her. Chase, in his Spy Mobile, was focused on one thing: finding his best friend.

Chase's expression told everyone that he was worried the most. The fact that he even completely dropped his professional attitude, screaming at himself while crying for his best friend, showed how much he really regretted his hateful words at Marshall. Not that Skye didn't regret her decision either. Especially, after what Marshall did for her that one time against some trouble from her past.

While the pups were free to do whatever they want, within reason, Sunday was patrol day. That was the day, Ryder split the group into three teams of two to watch for any dangers or emergencies. However, due to a late night rescue that required all of the Paw Patrol, except Skye and Marshall, only one group was out today. The rest had been given the option to sleep in; even Chase, who normally loved patrol day.

And so, geared up in their puppacks, the duo headed out to do their weekly patrol. Skye actually tried to remember a time when she hung out on patrol with only Marshall, but couldn't recall. The only two pups she ever went out alone with was Chase, because of… reasons. And Zuma because she saw him as her kid brother, even if she was shorter than him.

"So what do you want to do? Check out the farms? The beach? The playground?" asked Marshall, jumping up and down like a newborn pup, wagging his tail and panting.

Skye saw his adorableness. He was cute, and nice, but Skye wanted somebody more mature. Someone like Chase…

"Thinking about Chase again?" asked Marshall, surprising her and laughing when he saw her both blush two circles of bright pink and giggle at the same time. She didn't know how him of all pups knew of her crush on their leader pup, but at least he didn't blab it out. "I don't know why you don't tell him. I'm sure he'll accept."

"But he doesn't seem to notice me like, you know, a girl. I mean, he's always so serious about being a police dog that he'd probably be too focused on that to even… like me like me," answered Skye.

Marshall snorted and did his best to hold his laughter in. "Oh… jeez…"

"What?"

"Nothing," said Marshall, laughing out loud. "Nothing." He then stopped and tilted his head upon seeing something across the street. "Hey, what's that?"

Skye turned across the street where there was an empty parking lot usually, only it had something that Skye hadn't seen in a long time. A series f pink and decorated trailers and moving can with the words "Dog Beauties of USA". She didn't know why they would be here of all places since Adventure Bay was a small town and not a city like LA or New York. Probably,just here to rest before moving on.

"Hey, didn't you used to be a model?" asked Marshall, asking Skye as they got closer.

Skye sighed. "Kinda. My entire family is in the dog modeling business. My sisters are huge stars in Europe, and my mom and dad were big back in their day. They're retired now. I used to do it, but I realized it wasn't for me. I wanted to get into flying."

"So what happened?" asked Marshall, sitting down.

"One day, I saw a small plane and got inside. I accidentally activated it, but I was able to control it. I spotted a fire in a building with a mother and her baby on the roof. I landed, got them to safety, and my exploits were reported on TV. Ryder soon contacted me and asked if I wanted to be part of Paw Patrol. Took me all day to convince my parents, but they let me go," explained Skye, thinking about that day with was the day she felt alive for the first time in her life and could really do something. All the photo shots and dress ups weren't that exciting to her. She felt like a doll, living a life she never wanted.

"Do you want to check it out? Maybe it has some of your old friends." said Marshall.

Skye shook her head. "Nah, I wasn't close to anyone. Let's just continue with patr-"

"Oh my gosh, Tina. Look who it is!" shouted a snobby sounding voice.

Skye's eyes widened before she shut them down and cursed in her head. Oh no. Not them. Anyone but them.

Slowly turning around, Skye saw a poodle with a fancy haircut and a diamond pink dress and a golden retriever with curled fur wearing a light blue dress with a tiara on her head. Suddenly, Skye felt like she was under a spotlight in a tight dress and couldn't breath as everyone stared at her. Again. The two smirking dogs walked up to scare Skye and confused Marshall.

"Well, look what we have here. It's our old good pal Skye," said the poodle.

"You know them, Skye?" asked Marshall, but Skye only kept her head down low.

"Oh, we know her alright. I'm Tina, and this is Bebe. We used to be best friends. Isn't that right Sky-Cry?" teased the retriever.

Skye turned away, biting her lip as she remembered that awful nickname. That name which took months to forget. "Leave me alone."

"What was that you little cry baby?" asked Tina.

Growling, Skye screamed, "I said leave me alone! And don't call me that! I'm not a little scardey pup anymore!"

The two fashion dogs laughed and shook their heads before turning to Marshall. "Has Skye never tell you how bad she was as a model? How she always posed wrong, or knocked over stage equipment. Let's not forget that time she fell off the stage once, hurt her knee, and cried cried cried."

"Only because you pushed me! You always were bullying me around!" shouted Skye, looking ready to attack them.

"You can't prove anything," said Bebe, before looking at Skye's clothes and rearing back in disgust. "Ugh, and I see your sense of style has only gotten worse. Look at what you're wearing."

"This is my wing gear. I'm a member of Paw Patrol. A rescue pup. I do far more good in the world then you two fuu-fuu's ever do," countered Skye.

"Oh, please. You in Paw Patrol? I bet you're just their servant or something. There is no way, they would take cry baby like you, Sky-Cry," said Tina.

Skye was about to say something, but Marshall growled first. "You... are... WRONG! Skye is our friend, and she's one of the best flyers I've ever seen!" Standing in front of her like a knight, he continued, "Skye has saved so many people with her flying skills that we couldn't do half of our rescues without her! She's brave, smart, graceful, talented, and fun to hang out with! A lot less than I could say for you two UGLY'S! "

The insulted dogs gasped and growled. "Watch it, fire boy. We happen to be the top two models of our industry."

"Then the industry stinks if it thinks you two are beautiful. Skye has a beautiful spirit, and that's more important than any makeup, dress, or jewelry you wear!" shouted Marshall.

Marshall… thought Skye, who felt her heart skip. She never had anyone ever stand up to her like that.

"What are you? Her boyfriend?" asked Bebe.

"NO! But I am her friend! And as her friend, I feel inclined to do this!" Marshall said before opening up a can of "violent beatings" and angrily screaming "CATCH THESE PAWS CHUMPS!"

Skye watched as Marshall was beating up her two bullies viciously. The two screamed in pain and despair as the the force of Marshall's blows ruin their perfect appearances. They ran away, calling for assistance while crying like babies. Skye and Marshall laughed as they saw the whole thing, the former wishing she had a camera to record this and put it online. It would be the perfect revenge against those two for everything they had done to her, but this was enough for now.

"That was so awesome!" shouted Skye as she rushed over and licked a blushing Marshall. "Thanks for standing up for me."

"What are friends for?" replied Marshall, putting his water cannon away. "Let's continue with the patrol, shall we?"

"Let's," answered Skye as they continued down the street, an extra skip in her walk.

Marshall had helped her deal with her old bullies, and she repaid him by bullying him back with the others. She felt unworthy of being his friend and swore she would do everything she could to bring her friend home. She glanced down where she saw Chase and found him stopping in the middle of the road. Pressing her communicator tag, she called Chase. "Did you find something?"

"Yeah, I found a bunch of tracks! It smells like Marshall's truck!" said Chase on the other line.

"Really?! That's great!" shouted Skye as hope began to fill in her chest.

She quickly contacted Ryder. "Ryder! We found tracks of Marshall's fire truck!"

"Great work, pups! We'll try to head up to your location, but this storm is getting pretty rough," said Ryder. "Hang tight until we get there."

"But Ryder, we need to find Marshall! He could be miles ahead! Any time we wait will waste any chance of finding him!" shouted Chase.

"And what happens if you get get lost in the storm as well? It's best if we do this together."

"… can I at least use my drone? That way I can stay on the search and still stay put?" suggested Chase.

Deciding to support Chase, Skye quickly said, "I'll be with him at all time, Ryder. Don't worry!"

"Alright, just be careful. Ryder out. Good luck, Chase," said Ryder.

"Super Spy Chase is on the case! Drone!"

As Skye came down for a landing, she saw the drone shoot out and fly in the direction of the tracks. Landing down, she rushed over to Chase, being mindful of the rain, and saw him concentrate on the drone screen. She didn't say anything as Chase concentrated, but she could see the worry in his eyes.

"Come on, Marshall. You have to be somewhere…" muttered Chase. "I have to find him. Have to find him."

"Chase… "said Skye, putting a paw on his shoulder. "We will find him. I promise."

Chase nodded in thanks as he went back to his drone screen.

Marshall normally liked being wet, but not this kind. After a grueling climb, the poor pup was forced to brave the mountain through the harsh storm. He was almost at Jake's mountain by the sight of the winter frost back just a few miles away. Still, he needed a place to rest and wait for the storm to calm down. He had tried contacting for help, but his tag was damaged from the fall he took. Even if he wanted to call for help, which he did, he couldn't.

Teeth chattering, Marshall braved his way through the rain and cold winds, hoping the lighting didn't hit him as he made his way further up the mountain. "Need to find… someplace to rest…"

He then noticed something nearby and gasped with joy. "A cave!" It was big and looked to be very deep. Putting extra energy into his legs, Marshall made into the cave and sighed in relief upon feeling the rain stop hitting his fur. Shaking the water off, Marshall walked in a bit deeper, but made sure not to go too far since it was completely dark and he had no flashlight.

"It's really big. I wonder if this was used by somebody at one time," said Marshall as he sat down and yawned. "I'm beat…"

The events of the day were finally hitting Marshall as he felt his sore body start to shiver again and his stomach growl. He had no food. No clothing to keep him warm. And he was alone.

Alone.

Marshall had never been alone before until now. He always had his friends or family with him. But never just himself. When he was with his friends he always felt warm, safe, and happy. Now that he was alone it was cold, dark, and scary.

"I don't like being alone!" wailed Marshall. "I want my mom and dad! I want Ryder! And… I want my friends! I want them so much! I want to go home!"

He didn't care if the pups hated him or he was a klutz, he wanted to be back home, curled up with his best friends by the fire. He wanted Ryder to give him his teddy bear. He wanted Chase to lay beside him and keep him warm like all the other times he had gotten cold and lonely.

He tired hitting his collar again. "Ryder?! Chase?! Anyone?! Please, find me! I… I need help! I wanna go home! Please!" He cried again just as the roar of thunder echoed. Or at least… he thought it was thunder.

Marshall heard a growing growling noise as he looked up and saw, standing on its two feet, was a giant, angry, black bear. Marshall felt his entire body freeze up as it raised its sharp claws.

A second later they came down upon him.

Marshall's brain finally kicked in just as the bear's claws was about to knock his face off. He quickly ducked and rushed forward, straight between the bear's legs. Marshall didn't dare stop running until he found himself smacked face first with the wall. "I'm okay." he said before hearing the roar of the bear again.

It was coming straight for him and Marshall didn't know what to do. Spotting a few rocks, he grabbed them with his mouth, lifted them in the air, and turned around before kicking them straight at the bear. A few made a direct hit the bear's face, including the eyes, which forced it to shut them, but it didn't stop him. Gasping, Marshall rolled out of the way just as the bear smashed head first into the wall, causing its nose to bleed. Marshall didn't even notice his collar getting loose and falling off.

He hissed, but now wasn't the time to reflect on his pain. He had to get out of the cave and fast. The problem was still the bear, it was now swiping it's paws and chomping it's teeth everywhere and made it difficult to get out of the cave.

Any minute it was going to open its eyes and eat him for dinner. Marshall tried to think of a way to get out of this, thinking back to what Ryder taught him about bears during their trips into the woods. If you see a bear… you… punch it in the nose? No, that's sharks. Climb a tree? But there are no trees! Play dead? His eyes widened. Play dead! That's it! Good thing I happen to be the best Paw Patroler at that trick!

Grasping his chest, Marshall let out a few gags and coughs. "Ugh! You got me! Cave spinning! Vision is getting dark! Feel… so cold…" Marshall gave out one last cry before spinning round and landing on his back, all fours laid out in the air. He even lopped out his tongue for good measure.

The bear finally stopped and stared at the 'deceased' pup that was in his cave. He walked over, sniffed Marshall a few times before grunting and turning away. The bear, in turn, saw the shiny red collar an grabbed it while heading deeper into his cave to examine it.

Marshall, opening one of his eyes, saw the bear preoccupied, and slowly got up. He tiptoed as best as he could towards the entrance, but a loose rock he hit alerted the bear. Marshall quickly fell on his stomach, eyes closed, and rump raised while trying to act as limp as possible. The bear raised an eyebrow before shrugging and getting back to focusing on its new toy. Sweating the sweat off his brow with his ear, Marshall got up and quietly walked 'till he was outside of the cave, but then lightning flashed and he yelped.

Realizing his mistake, Marshall got back on his back and held his paws on his chest lying as straight as possible. The bear, now curious again, walked up to Marshall and started sniffing him again. This time, however, Marshall felt a sneeze coming and did his best to continue holding it in and play dead. Or else he was dead for real.

But it was too much and before Marshall knew it, he sneezed in front of the bear's face. His snot entered the beast's eyes and it roared in fury before being ready to attack. Marshall tried to move, but painful screams echoed in the cave as it is biting and clawing him over and over again. Still, Marshall pressed out of the cave, running as fast as his adrenaline could push him although maimed.

The rain was coming down harder. Skye had convinced Chase to move his vehicle under a tree, saying that three seconds of not watching the drone wasn't going to be life or death. With the protectiveness of the trees covering them, Skye shook herself dry and warmed herself up with a blanket Chase had in his trunk. She watched him continue to stare at the screen, controlling the drone with a look of pure concentration.

She only hoped that Marshall was keeping himself warm and dry in this weather. Marshall may have been silly, and a klutz, but he knew when to be serious. And a storm like this is much too serious.

Skye wasn't the only one thinking this as a call from Ryder soon alerted both of them. "Guys, the storm is getting too rough. We have to head back to the Lookout. "

"We're not done yet, Ryder, sir! Marshall is out here! I can feel it!" shouted Chase.

"Chase, I know you're worried about him, but this storm is getting worse and I don't want to have two more pups missing. Come back to base, that's an order."

Skye turned to Chase, who looked to be torn on what to do. Chase had always followed Ryder's orders and disapproved of anyone else questioning their leader. He was a by the book guy in everything from missions to games. And now his heart was torn between to do what he wanted and obeying his orders.

Closing his eyes, Chase shouted, "Ryder, sir?! With all due respect, I cannot obey that order! SO, CHASE OUT!"

"Chase, wait!" cried out a Ryder's voice before Chase silenced him, turning off his communicator tag.

He turned to Skye and said, "You should get going. Don't want Ryder to be angry at you too."

Skye shook her head, her mind already made up. "No, I'm staying with you, Chase. I wanna find Marshall too."

Chase nodded before sighing and getting back to his screen. "Ryder's going to scold me when I get back, but I don't care. I'm not letting Marshall out of my sights. I'll chase him round the world if I have to."

"He's really that important to you, huh?" asked Skye, walking over to his side.

Chase's expressions softened as a smile stretched across his muzzle. "He was my first pup friend. I didn't have any back when I was little. My dad, Ryder, and his dad were all I had until I met him…"

Chase didn't know why his dad wanted him to meet this dog family, even if they were old friends. It wasn't that he was scared. Not Chase. He was just unsure. He never bothered making friends with other pups because of how big they were or how weird it felt being with other dogs. Especially since most of them had two parents while he only had one.

Not that his dad wasn't great. He was the best police dog in all of Adventure Bay. Even in his old city before he moved and met his mom he was famous. To Chase, his father was everything in his world. How he acted, what he said, what he believed in. All of it Chase absorbed like a sponge.

Plus, he had friends. Human friends like Ryder and his brilliant dad. They were his family, even if they were different species, and Ryder had been there for him ever since he was born. He didn't feel there was any reason to for him to meet his family, especially their son.

The only reason he was not pushing the issue was because one of them was his Dad's old teammates from his day as a Rescue Rover, the first multi-dog rescue team that Ryder's dad once lead. While the old team split up, and went their own separate ways, his dad and the dalmation that was coming had stayed close over the years. Everyone else had drifted way.

Chase watched as his father licked the last of his fur on his head, claiming he was satisfied with the grooming. "Ugh, do you have to do that, Dad? It's embarrassing."

A much larger german shepherd with deep green eyes and a small scratch on his cheek chuckled. "Sorry, Chase. Can't have you scaring our guests' way with your ugly bed head. Now you remembered to put all your toys away, right?""

Chase walked over to the entrance of the Lookout and tried to find any he missed. "Yup! Got them all, Dad!"

His dad gave him a proud smile before both of them heard the sound of a car honking. "That must be them right now. I'll go get the Professor and Ryder."

His father left the room to head upstairs while Chase gulped upon the thought of having guests in their home. They rarely ever got any, but there was a first time for everything, huh? He walked outside and saw a huge firetruck coming into their parking lot. Chase wagged his tail and barked as the red engine blew its horn. Two adult dalmations, one male with small spots and a female with fluffy big spots, jumped down from the top of the trunk. A group of firefighters all waved at the two before the fire truck took off.

The two adults turned towards Chase and gave him a warm smile. "You must be Chase, right? Trigger's son?"

"Ugh, yes sir!" said Chase, standing tall and trying his best to look proper.

The female chuckled. "Yup, it's his son alright. I'm Misty, and this is my husband, Blaze."

"Nice to meet you, Chase. Your dad said you were a clear cardboard version of him and he wasn't kidding. Except your eyes. You got your mother's eyes," said Blaze, walking over and rubbing his paw over Chase's head.

Ignoring the head rubbing, Chase leaned forward eagerly upon hearing the last part. "Did you know her, sir?"

"Your father and I met her when we had to respond to an emergency with our team in this town. He fell in love with her at first sight. After the team split up, he decided to come back here and woo her over. Rest is history as they say," explained Blaze. He then looked around, trying to find something. "Honey? Where's Marshall?"

"He was with us when we got dropped off." said Misty, looking around.

Figuring that Marshall was their pup, Chase was about to suggest searching the area when a voice cried out, "Look out!" Chase turned around only to have his eyes widen at the sight of a dalmatian pup around his size, trying to ride a skateboard.

While deading right towards him.

Chase was knocked back as both pups sailed into the air. Chase landed on his back, but that was nothing compared to the dalmatian pup landing on top of him. The two groaned before the other pup shook his head and smiled. "Sorry, about that. I'm Marshall!"

"Chase, get off of me!" said the german shepherd pup.

"Sorry. " said Marshall, getting off as the two adult dalmatians chuckled. He looked up at the Lookout and gasped. "Wow! This is where you live?! You must be the coolest pup ever!"

"Uh, thanks," said Chase, blushing. He then noticed the skateboard. "Hey, where did you find that? I thought I put that away?"

"Oh, it was right by that tree over there. I was gonna carry it over, but I slipped and fell before I ended up riding it. It was really fun!" explained Marshall with a bounce.

"Looks like someone forgot to clean up their toys," said Trigger as he walked over, Ryder and his dad beside him. Ryder's dad was very similar to his son in both facial features and hair style with one main difference. He looked not only more mature, but also had a beard and glasses while wearing a lab coat. Chase whimpered at the thought of displeasing his father, but to his relief he got nuzzled instead. "Relax, Chase. It was a silly mistake, but a harmless one. Plus, I think Marshall here enjoyed playing around with it."

"Hi, Mr. Trigger! It's a honor to meet another member of Dad's Rescue Rover team!" said Marshall, wagging his tail.

"And you are just as much the bundle of energy your mother complains about," chuckled Trigger, making Marshall blush.

He turned to the other dalmatians and his smile grew as he hugged them as if they were family. "It's good to see you, Misty. You too, Hothead."

"Still never gonna let go of that nickname, huh?" teased Blaze as he slapped paws with his old teammate.

"Old habits die hard," answered Trigger.

"Good to see you again, Blaze. The years have been kind to you," said Ryder's dad.

"Thanks, Professor. Wish the whole team was here. Shame we're all so far away now," said Blaze, with a sigh.

He turned to Ryder and smiled. "Well, if it isn't little Ryder. All grown up. Last time I saw ya you were only about as tall as I was."

"Good to see you again, Blaze. Wanna come on in? We got snacks already lined up," said Ryder.

"Snacks?! Oh, boy! I'm hungry!" shouted Marshall, zipping over upon Ryder ending his sentence.

Chase's own stomach growled as he let out a chuckle. "I'm hungry too."

With that said, the group headed inside to enjoy eating and talk about old times.

Naturally, while listening to their parents talk about the good old days was fun sometimes, a pup could only be entertained for so long. So when Ryder asked if he could go out and play with Chase and Marshall, the two pups eagerly begged to do so. After getting a yes, the two went out and played ball.

"Watch out, Chase! This one's coming to you!" shouted Ryder as he threw the ball high into the air.

"I got it!" shouted Chase as he headed towards a tree, leaped up, bounced off it, and grabbed the ball in the air. He rushed back to Ryder, placed the ball next to him, and barked.

"Good boy, Chase," said Ryder, scratching Chase by the ear, much to the pups enjoyment.

"Pass it to me, Ryder!" shouted Marshall, jumping up and down.

"Okay! Go long, Marshall!" cried out Ryder as he threw it to the dalmatian pup.

"Here I go!" shouted Marshall, rushing out to get the ball. However, he didn't notice where he was looking as both Chase and Ryder saw him heading for the professors parked truck.

"Marshall! Look out!" shouted Chase.

"Huh? OOF!" cried out Marshall, as he hit the truck and fell on his back. Eyes rolling, he muttered, "Did anybody get the license plate of that truck?" When he shook his head, he saw it in front of him and read,"XY34-9NAE. There we go!"

The ball, meanwhile, had bounced into the bushes nearby. "I got it!" shouted Chase as he ran over to the bushes. Emerging from them, he found the ball nearby and was about to grab it when his nose picked up something. He sniffed the ground, and before he knew it, he sneezed. "Achoo!" Sniffing, he looked around. "Is there a cat here?" Curious, he decided to follow the scent. Before long he came to a nearby tree and heard a meow. He looked up and to his surprise there was a scared light purple kitty with a collar. "Oh no. That kitty is stuck up there." He turned around and started barking as loud as he could for help. "Hey! Over here! Ryder!"

Before long, Ryder and Marshall rushed over with worried expressions. "What's wrong, Chase?"

"Look, there is a kitty up in that tree!" said Chase, pointing upwards.

"How are we going to get her down?" asked Ryder.

"Wait! I got an idea!" said Marshall, running away.

Chase decided to keep a focus on the kitty for now. "Easy there little kitty! We'll get you down!"

A few seconds later, Marshall came back with an old ladder in his mouth. Spitting it out, Marshall said, "I remembered seeing his in the garage. We can use his to rescue the kitty!"

"Great idea, Marshall. I'll hold the ladder while you climb up," said Ryder as he positioned it above the tree. It was just barely long enough to reach the branch.

Marshall jumped onto the ladder and slowly began to climb up. "You sure you'll be okay, Marshall?" asked Chase.

"I will! I've been doing this since I was two!" said Marshall as he slowly climbed up the ladder. He reached he top where the kitty was hissing at him.

"Woah, there. I'm here to help you. Let's get you down so we can get you back to your owner," reassured Marshall. The kitty looked hesitant, but soon jumped onto Marshall's face, nearly causing him to all. "Ah! I can't see! I can't see!"

"Marshall, hold on! You don't want to lose your balance!" said Ryder, which made Marshall hug he ladder.

"I AM SCARED! I can't see anything!" wailed Marshall.

"Hold on, Marshall! I'm coming!" said Chase a he got up the ladder and started climbing. He gently grabbed Marshall's tail. "Now slowly come down as I drag you, okay?"

Marshall nodded, the kitty wobbling on his head, as Chase slowly guided him down the ladder until they were at the end. The kitty jumped off Marshall's head, much to his relief, and into Ryder's arms as the two pups landed on the grass. "It's okay… um," he looked at the collar, "Callie. You're safe now."

"What's all the commotion?" asked Ryder's dad as he and the other dogs came over to investigate.

Marshall, jumping up and about, rushed over to his parents. "Mom! Dad! We just saved that kitty from that tree! All three of us! We were like one big rescue squad like you were back in the day, Dad!"

"Is this true, Chase?" asked Trigger, turning to his son.

"Um, yes, sir," answered the pup, nervously.

Smiling, Trigger walked over and padded his son on the shoulder. "Look like you got your old man's spirit, huh? I'm proud of you, Chase."

"Really?!" asked Chase with a big smile before he realized how he acted and straighten his position. "Uh, I mean. Just doing the right thing, sir."

"And we're proud of you too, son," said Misty, nuzzling her own boy. "You boys sure made a good team with Ryder here."

"Maybe some day you'll have your own Rescue Rover's in the future, huh?" tease Blaze.

"That would be cool! Hey, Chase, you wanna be rescue pups when we get older?!" asked Marshall. "I'd really like to do it with my best friend at my side!"

"B-best friend?" asked Chase with wide eyes. "I'm your best friend?"

"Yeah, you don't want to be?" asked Marshall, looking a bit hurt.

"N-no! I want to! You're my best friend too, Marshall!" shouted Chase with a smile. The two pups laughed and hugged each other before following their parents back to the look to call the owner of the cat.

Skye couldn't help but laugh. "Callie was your first rescue, huh? I guess it shouldn't come to a surprise since we rescue her so many times."

"Yeah," chuckled Chase. "Marshall and I grew closer as we met more and more. Our dad's didn't want to lose touch with each other like they had with the other members of Rescue Rover so we saw each other almost every week. I think that day was also the day Ryder decided he wanted to forum Paw Patrol with me and Marshall as the founding pups. Of course, we didn't really start getting into rescues until you and Rocky joined."

"Whatever happened to the rest of the Rescue Rovers? Besides your dad and Marshall's dad, I never really hear much about them," asked Skye.

"The rest… just fell out of touch. Never were seen again. It's one of the things Ryder wanted to do differently with Paw Patrol. Start it when we were pups so our bonds as friends could last longer. Most of the Rescue Rovers were adults when they started, but our dad's were teens. That's why they bonded easier." Chase bit his lip and turned back to his drone screen. "I didn't want that to happen to our team. That's why I'm so upset at myself for what I did to Marshall. Not only because he's my friend, but also because I want us to be friends forever. All of us."

Skye looked at Chase with a warm smile. He acts tough all the time, but deep down he has a big heart.

A beep on the screen alerted the two of them. Chase barked with excitement. "The drone found something! It's getting closer and…." Suddenly Chase's expression turned to one of horror as he slowly began to lose all color in his face. "… oh no…."

Skye looked at the screen and soon shared a similar expression.

The drone had found Marshall's fire truck… smashed, burning, and no sign of Marshall.

By the time Marshall finally found a cave up in the frosty mountains that was safe and bear free, he was on his last legs. Exhaustion and pain had finally kicked in when he first touched the snow, and the wounds he had gotten earlier didn't help. He had done his best to clean them with his tongue, but without proper first aid he wasn't going to last much longer.

Lying in the cold, icy floor of the cave, Marshall did his best to get warm by huddling his body into a fetal position. His whimpers echoed among the cave has he lay there hurt, cold, and tired. He had no way of getting out of here, especially with the snow storm that was outside. It would take all day to get to Jake's without his truck, and he doubt he could survive out there without a way to properly heal himself and stay warm.

And worst of all, he had no means of contacting Ryder or the others for help. Even if they were searching for him, they had no way of finding him. He left no clues of where he was going.

There was no more denying the one thought in Marshall's mind that made him more scared than he ever had in his entire life.

I… I… I'm going to die…

He had the thought of his upcoming demise. He didn't want to die, but what other option was there? He was going to either starve, freeze, or bleed out. Only a miracle could save him, and with the day Marshall had he doubted any miracles were going to be coming for him. No, it was best to make peace with what time he had left and get ready for his end.

I'm going to miss everyone. I'm so sorry, Mom and Dad. I love you. I love you both so much. Ryder, I just wish I could tell you how much you meant to me as an owner and a friend. Rocky, Zuma, Rubble, Skye. All of you were the best friends I ever had. I'm sorry for all the mistakes I made, including this one. Forgive me. And Chase…

Chase.

His mind drifted back to a single day where he showed his dedication to his best friend. He flashed back to two pups in a graveyard. A promise between two young boys who became brothers in that very moment.

I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise, Chase. Good bye my love. thought Marshall as he felt his eyelids grow heavier and heavier.

With his vision going darker and darker, he saw a bright figure heading towards him from the edge of the cave. It was tall, and look to be stretching out its arms.

An angel? Come to take me away to puppy heaven?

Marshall closed his eyes and accept his fate as he was lifted from the cold, dark earth and carried into the air. He felt warmth wrap around him as a smile decorated his face.

His suffering had finally ended.

Chase drove his car like hell itself was behind him. He was sure Skye was telling him to slow down, arguing he was going at dangerous speeds. He didn't care to listen to her or focus on anything else. All he cared about was getting to that crash site, and finding Marshall alive or any hint of where he was.

He wasn't dead. He refused to believe he was dead. Marshall promised to him that he wouldn't die and put Chase through that feeling of misery and loss again. He knew how much that promise meant to them both, and all he could think about was the day when that promise was made.

"Aim! Fire!"

Twenty-one guns fired into the air as taps were played by the trumpeter. Police squads of over a dozen districts, including the small one in Adventure Bay, saluted as the officers slowly took the American Flag off of the closed casket. Chase wanted more than anything for them to open it again so he could look at his father one last time, even if it was the stiff image of his face that would never again open its eyes. The flag was folded as twenty-one other police dogs all howled in mourning for their fallen brother.

Everyone had told Chase over and over again, his father died a hero, protecting an innocent from a bank robber's gun. Chase didn't want a hero. He wanted his dad back.

He was still denying it, even in his heart. His dad was immortal in his eyes. He wasn't suppose to die. Heroes never die, they come back after the day is saved. Always.

He felt his entire body go numb as his father's human partner walked over with the flag in his hands and presented it to Chase. He stared at it for at least a minute, unable to even lift his paws or stop himself from crying. Ryder's dad eventually took it, and placed it next to Chase, who watched the casket sink lower and lower into the ground until there was a thud.

Oh no. That was it.

His father was gone just like his mother.

He was alone.

At that moment, Chase ran as fast as he could through the cemetery. He ignored the calls of Ryder and everyone out there as they called out his name. He didn't want to listen to them, saying that things would get better. It would never get better. How could it when the last of his parents were dead? Losing his mother was hard, but she died when he was only a few weeks old. All he could remember of her was just the summer smell of her fur.

His father had been the only parent in his entire life and now he lost him. Blinded by tears and grief, Chase found himself slipping on a loose root and fell into a pile of mud. He didn't bother getting up. He just laid there and still sobbed. He wished he could sink into the earth itself and join his father in eternal sleep. If this is the only way to end this pain in his heart.

"Daddy!" Chase cried as he closed his eyes, haunted by the peaceful face of his now deceased father.

Chase didn't know how long he lay there in the mud, but time meant nothing to him at the moment. The sun was setting, he could tell that much. If anything, he didn't mind just resting here forever. Someone will come looking for me. Maybe bring me back to the Lookout. Chase didn't want to go back. Not when so many memories of his father were there. Of course, that begged the question of what he was going to do now?

"Chase?! Hey, Chase?!" shouted a voice in the twilight.

Marshall? thought Chase, ears perking up. He slowly got up from the mud, his uniform is a complete wreck as he saw his best friend emerge from the bushes. Panting like he had been in a three hour marathon, Marshall took a moment to gather his breath before he turned to Chase with a relieved smile.

"There you are! Everyone's been worried!" shouted Marshall a he rushed over and hugged Chase. Despite Chase not hugging back, Marshall nuzzled is best friend. "Come on, let's head back. Plus, I think my parents are gonna get angry at me for running off like that to look for you. "

"Leave me alone, Marshall!" whined Chased as he turned around. "I'm not going back! I want to be alone!"

Marshall whimpered as he stared at his best friends back. "Chase…" He lowered his head. "I'm sorry you lost your dad. I liked him a lot, we all did. My parents, Ryder, Mr. Ryder, all of those police units there? They loved your dad too, and he was an inspiration to all of them. I understand that-"

"UNDERSTAND?!" shouted Chase as he tackled Marshall, pinning him to the ground. "You don't understand anything about how I'm feeling, Marshall! You still have a family! My dad was my entire family! With him gone I… I'm ALL ALONE!" Chase continued to vent his rage. "I NEVER KNEW MY MOTHER! She died soon after I was born! Dad's always been there for me, and I wanted him to watch me grow up like a police dog, but he can't because some trigger happy bank robber killed him! Who do I have left, Marshall?! WHO?!"

"YOU HAVE ME!" shouted Marshall, pushing him off, much to Chase's surprise. Getting up, Marshall barked before shouting, "Darn it, Chase! You still have family who loves you! Maybe we're not related by blood, but…" his expression softened as his eyes began to get misty, "… you are a brother to me, Chase. And I love you like one."

Chase sobbed harder than he ever had before. "MARSHALL! WHY DID DAD HAVE TO GO?!"

Marshall said in misery, "Calm down. Calm down. It's alright. It's alright. I hate seeing you like this, Chase. I wanna help you because your pain is my pain. I may not have been Trigger's son, but he was an uncle to me. We're all hurt by his death, Chase. Maybe it's different from your pain, but we still are sad."

He walked over as his heart was breaking and hugged his best friend who cried louder. "Don't cry. Please. Do you know what puppy heaven is?"

"NO!" said Chase, who cried himself into hyperventilation and although he had heard of it.

"It's a place where good dogs go when they die. A place of peace and eternal happiness. Your parents are there, happy, and they are looking down at you right now. Watching you, always," said Marshall as he gave Chase a small smile. "I had a grandmother who died before I met you, and when she was gone I was sad too. My mother told me that all of us will see her again when we go to puppy heaven, but we have to wait for it to come. We have to live good and happy lives because that's what they would want us to do. Calm down please. It's okay. Please don't cry."

"They do?!" sobbed Chase. "But… I… I miss them so much! How can I move on?!"

"By moving on with us together, Chase. If you let us." whispered Marshall.

Chase started feeling better. "Do… do you really want to be my brother?"

"Only if you let me." replied Marshall.

Chase felt so much better. His eyes were red and swollen from crying. Chase thought long and hard about it before he nodded. "Okay, but I want you to promise me one thing."

"Anything!" said Marshall, wagging his tail.

"Don't die before I do." Marshall looked a bit taken back, but Chase continued. "I don't care what it takes, but I don't want you to die before I die. I can't… I can't go through another loss, Marshall. Please."

Marshall was silent for a bit before he smiled. "I promise. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye. Wait, should that be hope not to die in this case?"

Chase chuckled as a real smile, the first in many days, appeared on his face. "Yeah, it would."

The two looked at each as they held their paw out and touched each other. "Brothers?" asked Chase.

"Brothers!"

By the time Chase reached the wreck, the fire was all but gone thanks to the ongoing rain. He leaped out of his seat and began barking over and over again.

"Marshall! Marshall!" shouted Chase as he ran around the area, trying to find even a fur of the spotted dalmatian. Every time he turned his head, he grew afraid that he would see a dead body somewhere on the ground. He sniffed the air, trying to get a scent of Marshall but he could barely get anything. The fire had to have burned it away. Thankfully, he didn't smell a decaying corpse.

"Chase!" shouted Skye's voice as he saw her land nearby on her helicopter. She rushed out, looking both furious and worried. "What the heck is wrong with you?! You could have gotten yourself killed the way you were driving!"

"I was trying to find Marshall!" shouted Chase, defending his actions.

"Look around you, Chase! Marshall is… is…" Skye began to choke on her words while getting ready to tear up.

"NO NO NO NO! HE'S NOT DEAD!" shouted Chase so loud that even the thunder above was muted by his scream. "Marshall is not dead! He wouldn't break his promise! Never!" Nostrils flaring, he saw that Skye looked at him with fear and was shivering. Sense came back to him as he shook his head and looked away in shame. "I'm sorry, Skye, but he can't be dead. There is no body. No smell of death. And look at the way the truck has crashed; it had to have come from above."

Skye did indeed look at the truck, which had landed front first into the earth. Looking up, she saw a cliff right above it. "Arf! Wings!"

Her jet pack opened up from her puppack and she flew up towards the cliff. Chase watched her fly up as he cursed himself for yelling at her. His father told him the most important thing for a police dog was to remain calm and professional at all times. And I haven't done a very good job of that have I?

Chase felt exhaustion slowly overcome him. Everything that had happened in the last few hours was slowly breaking him, and he didn't know how much more he could take. But I have to keep going. I have to find Marshall! He had to find Marshall, apologize to him, knock him on the head for leaving, and then hug him and say how much he loved his brother.

"Chase! I found paw tracks! Marshall must have jumped out of his truck before it crashed!" shouted Skye's voice on his communicator tag.

At that moment, Skye's voice was like that of an angel of hope. Chase barked and replied, "Great work, Skye! I'll be up there in a moment!" He turned to his puppack. "Ruff! Zip line!"

The compartment for his zip line opened up and he shot it at the cliff before using it to bring him up. Reaching the top, Chase carefully climbed up until he reached the road where Skye was waiting for him. He saw the tracks and sighed with relief. "He's alive, Skye. He's alive."

Skye smiled and nodded. "Then let's keep looking."

"Wait!" said Chase, making her pause and look at him. Nervously, he rubbed the back of his neck with his paw. "I… I'm sorry I yelled at you. It was wrong."

Skye gave a small smile before walking over to Chase and nuzzling him. "It's okay. You're worried about Marshall. We'll find him, Chase."

Chase blushed a bit, but soon reminded himself he was on a mission. Now was not the time to be thinking of such thoughts. He lowered himself to the ground and began to use his nose to follow the scent Marshall's tracks had left. He found himself making for a nearby cave not too far from where they landed.

It was dark and very deep, the kind of caves he and Jake sometimes liked to explore on occasion. "Ruff! Flashlight!" His compartment opened and his tool instantly flashed a beam of light into the cave where it fell upon something.

Upon seeing what it was, both pups froze at the sight of a large bear, but upon seeing what was in its mouth, Skye screamed.

It was Marshall's tag. Bloody and chewed up.

The bear roared in fury.

Before Chase knew it, he was screaming and charged forward.

For the first time in his life, Rocky did not care about getting wet, even if it means finding Marshall. When the storm was too much for any of them to handle, Ryder had ordered all pups back to the look out much to their disagreement. They all wanted to find Marshall, especially in this storm. Nevertheless, he gave an order and they obeyed. It had shocked them all when Chase told Ryder to pretty much forget it and took off on his own. The very same Chase that always drilled them everyday into obeying Ryder's every command.

Now they had both Marshall, Chase, and even Skye to worry about as it appeared she decided to follow him. Rocky wondered if she did it because she wanted to find Marshall, or because of her feelings for the police pup. Everyone in Adventure Bay knew that Chase and Skye had a thing for each other, but neither of them had the courage to admit it.

Still, if there were any two pups who could find Marshall it was them. The rest could only wait for their return. Zuma constantly paced around the living room while Rubble was focused on the driveway outside, hoping to see or hear a car coming. Rocky had learned the value of patience early at a young age, but he was finding it hard to not just grab his truck and continue the search.

Even if meant getting wet.

"Wocky?" sobbed Zuma. Rocky did his best to smile at the pup. A long time ago, that speech of his annoyed him a bit since he couldn't say his name right. Over time he grew used to it and saw Zuma as the little brother of the team next to Rubble. "D-do… do you think Mawshall hates us?"

The idea of Marshall and the word "hate"never once crossed Rocky's mind except for maybe flying. But with the fight earlier in the day playing in his head, he couldn't lie and think that there was some truth in Zuma's question. "I don't know. Don't cry."

"I don't blame him," whispered Rubble, looking away from the window. "We said such horrible things to him. Over a stupid show…"

"I don't cawe how long it takes and I don't cawe how angwy he is at us! I'll make it up to him, I pwomise!" cried out Zuma. "I just want our family back!"

Rocky walked over and hugged his friend who was still crying on his shoulders. "I'm sure Chase and Skye will bring him back. Everything will be okay."

At least, Rocky hoped so. He couldn't help but get a bad feeling in his chest that something bad had happened.

Chase's war cry echoed across the cave like a demon unleashing it's rage. From the entrance, Skye saw her friend ran towards the bear with blood-lust in his eyes. She knew what it was all about. She had seen the bloody collar and, with it, began to paint the image of an eaten up corpse. Doing her best to avoid the bile growing in her mouth, she saw Chase slide underneath the charging bear. Turning around, he barked and jumped, biting the bear in the tail.

The beast howled with pain as it tried to shake Chase off, but he refused to let go. Using his paws, he pushed himself onto the back and started biting as hard as he could at the neck, his german shepherd's teeth ripping fur and flesh out.

Skye didn't know what was scarier. The bear or Chase. She had seen Chase act violent before, mostly against the occasional thief or bully they had to deal with. But this was the first time Chase looked like he was fully willing to kill. Still frozen, Skye watched in horror as the bear finally got wise and made for the wall of his cave. Turning around, he slammed his back against the rocky surface. Chase cried out in pain before slipping down, dazed and bleeding around his ears.

Seeing his attacker down, the bear got up and raised it's sharp claws. The bear next starts clawing and biting Chase over and over again.

"Chase!" shouted Skye, before turning to her puppack. She may have lost one friend, but she wasn't about to lose another. "Arf! Arf! Wings!"

Once her wings came out, Skye flew as fast as she could towards the bear. Normally, she wouldn't dare attempt to do this in such a narrow space as a cave, but it was better than losing two pups in one day. The bear's attention was caught as Skye began to zip around the bear, barking at it. It roared and tried to bite her with his teeh, but she was much too nimble for it.

Getting an idea, she headed towards the exit of the cave while shouting, "Come and get me you evil killer bear!"

The bear roared in anger and chased after her, reaching the edge of the cliff path that lead to a long way down. Skye took to the air even higher as the bear continued to roar at her.

"Hey!" shouted a voice, catching the bear's attention. It turned around and saw Chase, back on his four paws, growling at the bear. "Bark! Net!"

His net launcher emerged from the puppack and fired, the net wrapping around the muzzle and face of he bear. Blinded and unable to roar, it leaned on its hind legs in confusion while swiping in the air. "This is for my brother you murderer!" shouted Chase as he charged forward. With a loud cry, he tackled the bear right in the chest. Skye watched with waited breath as the force of the blow pushed the bear off the edge of the cliff, hurling it into the dark chasm below.

Skye didn't stop watching the falling bear until she could see it no more and turned away, trying not to visualize the gory fate. Instead, she focused on Chase, who looked at the location of where the bear fell while taking deep breaths. He then quickly turned back into the cave.

Landing back on the ground, Skye retracted her wings and headed forward, eying a large puddle of blood that smelled just like…

Skye rushed in, but paused upon seeing a sight that was extremely bad to see. Chase held Marshall's blood covered collar that was starting to mix with the tears that were falling from his eyes. Slowly, he looked up at Skye with a pleading face. "Please tell me."

"Tell you what? What's wrong Chase?" asked Skye sadly.

"Tell me this is a dream… tell me this isn't' real… and that when I wake up Marshall will be in his dog house. Washing it... and then tripping on his hose and spraying Rocky again. And we all just laugh because that's Marshall being Marshall." whispered Chase, as he lowered his head. "Please, Skye… tell me… tell me he's not dead."

Skye slowly walked over to Chase and nuzzled him, holding him closer to her as she felt the collar between both their chests. "Chase… I'm so sorry… I'm so so so sorry… He's dead."

She closed her eyes as she felt him breath heavier and heavier, hyperventilating worse with each breath. Until at last he unleashed it all in a painful scream.

"RRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!"

Chase starts smacking the walls of the cave before throwing his boots and puppack to the ground.

Chase fell to the floor, cradling the collar as he openly bawled. Mud, blood, tears, and rain decorated his defeated face as he screamed, "NO! NO! He promised! He promised! Marshall! Marshall! Please don't leave me! I'm sorry! I'm sorry for everything! You're not an annoyance, you're my brother! Don't leave like Dad did! Please! I love you! Please! I love you! Please! Please! Please!"

Never before had Chase look so broken in the eyes of Skye. The once strong and capable leader that she always admired, even before her feeling for him, left her speechless. It was like looking at a little newborn, alone and scared in a world of nothing but darkness. His sorrowful cries rang even in Skye's soul as she does the best she can to comfort him, but it is no use.

Nothing she said could heal this. She wasn't sure if anything could heal this. Marshall, her comrade, her friend, was gone forever and nothing would ever be the same. Paw Patrol would never be the same.

"… I need to call… Ryder." said Skye to herself, figuring he and the rest of the pups deserved to hear the news. Pressing her communicator tag, she called for her owner.

"Skye?! Thank goodness! What happened?! Are you and Chase safe?!" cried out Ryder on the other end.

"R-Ryder…" whispered Skye, trying to find the words.

"Skye?"

"… M-Marshall's… d-dead…"

Another cry exited Chase as Skye winced. The other line was quiet as Skye waited.

"A-are y-y-you s-sure? Is there a-a body?" asked Ryder who is on the urge to vomit.

"W-we found his collar… and his blood… in a bear's cave…" said Skye, trying to not imagine the grim final moments of the dalmatian's short life. All she could hope was that he didn't suffer long and was at peace.

There was a long silence, only broken up by Chase's crying. Finally, Ryder said, "Are you safe?"

"We are."

"When the storm ends… come home…"

Skye started crying.

"Ryder! I'm sorry! It's all our fault, if we hadn't…"

"Skye… don't… just don't blame yourselves… please…"

Skye swore that before the call ended, she heard a heartbroken cry on her communicator tag.

Ryder looked at the puppad in his hands as tears from his eyes dripped down on the screen. Marshall was gone. One of his pups was gone.

He failed. He failed Marshall and the rest of the team. A part of him wanted to throw his puppad to the floor, head downstairs, and explode in anger at Rubble, Rocky, and Zuma for what they had did. It was their fault Marshall ran away! It was their fault he died! It was their fault they couldn't save him!

He didn't even known what he was going to tell Blaze and Misty. They trusted him to look after Marshall, but he let them down. He let their only son die. Not in the face of duty, but in the cold and harsh forest where he had been devoured by a bear. Ryder knew there was always danger when he stared Paw Patrol. His father even lost three different pups in Rescue Rover's before replacing them.

Ryder swore that would never happen with Paw Patrol, but that promise was now broken. They were more than a team, they were a family. This was even truer for Rocky, Zuma, and Rubble who didn't have parents like Marshall or Skye or Chase. And now they had to mourn the loss of one of their own.

Skye sounded all broken up, but he could also hear the loud cries of Chase. Marshall had been one of the key rocks for the police pup after Trigger had died in the line of duty. And now that he had lost another important figure in his life, what was that going to do to Chase mentally?

He didn't know how the other Pups would take it. Still, it was best to tell them now as delaying would help no one. Taking the elevator down, Ryder watched as all the zoomed towards him with anticipation.

"Did they find him?" asked Zuma.

"Is he okay?!" Asked Rocky.

He looked at all three of them while clenching his fist. He knew once he told them the truth, nothing would ever be the same for all of them again. "I'm sorry, pups… but we found Marshall's tag with a lot of blood on it… in a bear's cave." Their eyes widen with horror. "Because of this… Marshall has been declared… dead."

"NOOOOO!" shouted Rubble as he ran away, right outside. Ryder knew where he was going. Whenever Rubble gets upset he locks himself in his doghouse and refuses to come out. He didn't blame Rubble. In fact, Ryder himself wanted to lock himself in his room and just sob until he has no more breath.

"I… I can't believe it!" whined Rocky before vomiting and with tears in his eyes. "NOT MARSHALL! Tell me they at least found his body!" Ryder shook his head as Rocky began to cry. "Marshall… Marshall… I'm so sorry! I don't know if you can hear me up there, but I am so sorry!"

"W-W-W-Wocky…" whimpered Zuma whose lip as trembling as his eyes began to water. "You… you said… you said he'd be… a-a-allwright…"

Rocky shook his head and looked at Zuma. "I… I… I'm sorry. Marshall's dead."

"It's not fair….it's not fair! It's not fair!" screamed Zuma as he dived into Rocky's arms. "Wwwaaaaahhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh! Mawshall!"

Ryder turned away. He just went back to elevator and rode it all the way up. He could still hear Zuma's anguish bawling.

He couldn't do this. He needed help.

He turned on his puppad and called for his father. A few rings later, he saw his dad ready to greet him, but showed sadness when he saw his son crying. "Ryder? What happened? What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Dad!" whimpered Ryder as he fell to his knees. "I failed! I lost Marshall!"

All of Adventure Bay had turned out for the memorial at the Lookout. It had been decorated with black, white, and red banners with the Paw Patrol logo temporarily covered with a flag of Marshall's fire pup tag. The entire town, dressed for the occasion, had come together for this tragic event, even a few outsiders of Adventure Bay. Mr. Porter had been comforting his grandson, Alex, the entire time as he cried on his grandfather's shoulders. Captain Turbot had his hat off, placing it over his heart as a sign of respect while the other hand used a tissue to dry his tears. Farmer Yumi and Al held hands as they were crying and muttering in prayer. Fuzzy and his flock were nearby as well, the little goose being held by his mother as he tried to fly to the memorial statue in tears.

Ryder, who had been crying, had his father holding his shoulder for support while Katie was on the other side holding his hand. The pet groomer was sobbing her eyes out and her face was green because she is feeling ill from beholding Marshall's death. Even Callie was there, in a black collar and looking somber.

The saddest ones, besides Ryder, were two other groups: the pups themselves and Marshall's parents.

All of the pups had dressed up in their Paw Patrol uniforms, but with a black scarf wrapped around their necks as a sign of mourning. Words couldn't describe the looks on their faces that combined guilt, shame, and sorrow into one heartbreaking emotion. None of them hid any tears that flowed out, nor did they ever stop looking at the giant memorial statue of Marshall, which feature himed standing proud for all to see. The marble statue had a golden plate that read: "In Loving Memory of Marshall. A Proud Fire Pup of Paw Patrol. 'Just do my best. Forget the rest'".

The only ones missing was Everest, and her owner Jake. They tried to get a signal, but it was jammed by the storms. Ryder could only think how devastated they would be once they learned of Marshall's fate.

Mayor Goodway walked up to a small podium, wearing a funeral dress and shawl. Clearing her throat, she said,"We are all gathered here today in rememberance one of Adventure Bay's greatest heroes. He was brave, kind, and a faithful to us all. Marshall of Paw Patrol was not just another dog, he was part of our community; our family. He was a rescuer, a friend, and a son to us…" She turned to the weeping parents and their fire team who had come to support their dogs. Blaze was comforting his sobbing wife who held onto a picture of Marshall that was shot not long after he was born. Nobody knew what to say to the two dogs who had lost their only son.

If anything, the Paw Patrol wished they were hated by them instead of forgiven. They told them everything. How it was all their fault that their son ran away and met his death. They looked at the five long and hard as they awaited their punishment. In the end, they sighed and forgave them. They said Marshall would want them to, and they knew the pups never really meant for this to happen.

It still didn't stop them from blaming themselves. They even offered to surrender their dog tags in shame to Ryder, offering to be sent away to new owners, but Ryder outright refused. They were a family, and Marshall wouldn't want them to split up.

Even if I did say that though, that doesn't mean we won't have this hanging over us for the rest of our lives, thought Ryder as the Mayor ended her speech and gave the floor to Ryder.

Ryder squeezed Katie's hand before walking up to the podium. He stared at the crowd for a bit before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. "Marshall was… I guess it's hard to say what he was. Brave? Gentle? Happy? I think about that with all my pups. But the one thing I think about most when it comes to Marshall, from now and forever, will be his love." He opened his eyes and smiled. "With Marshall, he loved everything and everyone. He loved life to the fullest, and made sure to smile every day, showing how much he loved who he was and what he was doing. His love was something we all felt in our hearts when we were with him. He had a presence that made you think he was the rays of sunshine itself." He clenched his fist. "It's true that… it may seem like those rays are gone. However, I think if we remember who Marshall was, and that feeling of love we associated with him, then we can still feel those rays as he watches us from below."

Ryder lowered his head and turned away, he didn't want to see the reactions of his speech. He just wanted to look at the statue of Marshall. I'm gonna miss you buddy. If there is a heaven for dogs, you deserve it.

Ryder sighed before walking over to his father and Katie. He hugged both before turning back to the memorial. Getting the signal from the mayor, a bagpipe player began to blow into his instrument as Rubble walked forward with Chase, Zuma, Skye, and Rocky carrying a small casket on their shoulders. There was no body to bury, so they placed Marshall's dog tag in the casket along with a photo of him. Rubble, using his shovel, dug the hole in front of the statue and allowed the others to slowly lower the casket into the grave before he sealed it up with the dirt. When the last of the dirt was padded, the bagpipes ended and the crowd began to walk away. There would be no reception, just some time alone to deal with this new reality they were in.

Everyone eventually made their way to the Lookout, except for Chase, who stood there and stared at the statue with an emotionless face. Skye looked back at him for a bit before following the others inside.

The first thing Marshall felt as he slowly began to come into consciousness was the warm wrappings around him. He didn't feel any pain, nor did he feel cold. He tried to remember the last thing he saw and soon it all came back to him. Running away. The bear. The cold. His final moments. Did… did I die? He slowly opened his eyes, but didn't see puffy clouds or rays of unearthly light. Rather a warm cottage bedroom where he was under the covers of a warm bed and with bandages to cover his bite and scratch wounds. "Huh, not what I expected heaven to look like."

"Marshall! You're awake!" shouted a familiar voice as Marshall nearly gasped upon seeing Everest jumped onto the bed, wagging her tail. She proceeded to lick him a few times before she stopped and blushed. "Um, sorry about that."

"Everet? You're in puppy heaven too?" asked Marshall in shock.

Everest giggled. "I'm not dead. Neither are you. Me and Jake found you in a cave three days ago and brought you back here."

"I'm… not dead?" whispered Marshall as a smile began to grow on his face. He was about to jump up with joy, but he hissed and touched his wounds which was now bandaged up.

"Careful, you're still not fully healed," said Everest, forcing him back on his pillow. "You were really weak when we found you. You gotta take it easy."

Marshall nodded. "Thanks, Everest. I owe you my life."

"No problem! I'm just glad we rescued you! Arf!" said the husky with a smile, she then frowned before asking, "Hey, Marshall? Why did you run away? Ryder and the pups were really worried about you."

"T-they were?"asked Marshall in shock. Ryder he could understand, but didn't the pups hate him?

"Yeah, Ryder had them looking all day when we last had contact. Rocky seemed to be really upset, said it was his and the other pups fault and they wanted to apologize or something," said Everest.

"R-really?" asked Marshall as a tear dropped down from his eye. "They were looking for me? Where are they now?!"

"We don't know. My communicator tag isn't able to transmit due to the snow storm outside. We haven't had outside contact in three days. You're lucky we decided to search for an extra hour before having to turn in because of the intensity," explained Everest.

Marshall sighed and cursed the weather. More than anything he wanted to see his friends again, and go home where he belonged. "Will the snow storm be leaving soon, Everest?"

"Should be gone in a few hours, dude," said Jake as he entered the room with two hot cups. "Glad to see you back from dreamland, Marshall. For a second we thought you weren't gonna make it. Everest here didn't even move from your bed for a whole day."

"J-Jake!" hissed Everest in embarrassment which made the boys laugh.

Jake handed over Marshall a cup of hot tea, which the pup eagerly accepted. When he tasted it, however, he nearly gagged. "Eww, liver flavored."

"Oops, that's mine." Everest took the cup and began to sip it. "Mmmmm. Good."

Accepting a warm regular green tea, Marshall felt his inner body light up as he drank the tea. Jake put the tray away before he asked, "So Marshall, why did ya decide to skip down and head into the woods on your own?"

Blushing, Marshall, rubbed his paws and whispered, "Actually, I was trying to get here. I wanted to live with you guys for a while."

"Why? I mean, not that I'm happy that you'd want to hang out here for a bit dude, but why leave your friends?"

Marshall explained how that day started with him messing up everyone's day, and the big fight that he had with the other pups when he broke the TV. He talked about how he ran away, and all the bad stuff that happened along the way, including the crash and the bear. Everest gasped and hugged Marshall.

"You should really thank Everest. She picked up your tracks and we found you in that cave," said Jake with a rare serious look. "If we didn't find you, dude? I'm afraid you'd be cold and gone.

"Yeah," whispered Marshall, shivering at the fact that he was so close to death's cold touch and narrowly escaped it. He turned to a happy Everest and gave her a warm smile. "I really owe you, Everest. Thanks."

"Silly, pup." chuckled Everes, blushing. "But Marshall, I don't think your friends hate you. Rocky looked really worried and scared for you when I saw him. I'm willing to bet all my liver treats that every one of the pups were hoping to find you and apologize."

"R-really? You think that?" asked Marshall, hope filling his heart.

"I know so!" proclaimed Everest. "And as soon as the storm clears and we get a signal, we'll be able to get in contact with Ryder and the others."

Marshall nodded as he couldn't help but wonder what the other pups were doing right now. It's been three days. I wonder if they're still looking for me.

Chase still hadn't moved and was still traumatized. And it had been two hours. Skye felt like she was watching two statues at the same time. After the service, nobody was in the mood to do much. Ryder was with Katie and his dad up on the second floor. Rubble and Zuma were watching old videos of Marshall on the new TV they had. And Rocky was getting water for Marshall's parents who were silent in the corner like their world had come to an end.

It might as well be the end of the world, thought Skye as she thought about the future. With Marshall gone, who would be their fire pup? Would they get a replacement? The thought of someone taking over Marshall's spot invoked both fear and fury in her. No one would be able to replace Marshall. Ever.

Worried about her crush, she decided to take a chance and exited the Lookout. Walking up to Chase, who continued to stand there and look at the statue, she sat beside him without saying a word.

"Marshall would have loved it." said Chase without looking at Skye. A sad smile appeared on his lip. "Although, really it should be of him doing one of his silly acts. It seems more like him."

"Yeah…" said Skye, lowering her head. What I wouldn't give for one of those acts.

"I'm leaving Paw Patrol." whined Chase, closing his eyes and whimpering in somber.

Skye's eyes opened a wide as she could as she turned to face him. "W-what?! Why?!"

"Because how can I be a good police pup if I can't save my own best friend," whimpered Chase, as he stared back at his best friend's grave. "I hurt Marshall. I betrayed him. If it wasn't for me he wouldn't have run off like that, and got himself killed. I failed him as a best friend, a brother, and as a leader. If I can't help my best friend, or my dad, what good am I?"

"And what about all the people you have saved! All of those civilians who pass by and thank you for all the hard work you've done!" shouted Skye, shoving her face into his. "You think you're the only one that feels bad, Chase?! We all are responsible! We all said those horrible words! We're all going to live with it for the rest of our lives, but I'm not gonna quit! You do that and Marshall will never forgive you!"

"What do you know?! You have a family! I have nobody anymore! My Mom, Dad, and Marshall are all dead! My mother died giving birth to me! I told my dad to go to work that day instead of spending time with me, and he got shot! I told Marshall he was an annoyance, and he runs away only to be eaten by a bear! I'm a curse, Skye! Everyone I love dies because of me! I should… " He began to tear up as he turned away to hide his face. "I should just disappear off the face of the earth! That way, none of you will die because of me!"

"… Chase…" He turned around to a saddened Skye. "PLEASE... do... not... say... that."

"S-Skye." sobbed Chase, as he fell on his haunches.

"Please don't ever wish such a thing, Chase. I lost one friend I cared about, I don't want to lose another. I don't want to lose you. Out of everyone here, you're the one I care about the most." whispered Skye. "You think you lost those you care about? Ryder lost his mom in an accident. Katie's parents are divorced, and refuse to speak to each other. Rocky, Zuma, and Rubble are all orphans for a reason you know. And… we all lost Marshall. We all lost a precious friend. Not because of you and you alone. We all played a part in that loss, but maybe… maybe it just happened because it did."

Chase continued to cry as Skye continued to comfort him. "There there. I don't know if losing Marshall will ever heal, but I won't let this stop me from being what I want to be. A rescue pup. If you want to make your father, and Marshall, proud. You will keep doing what you can do to help people and prevent such tragedies from occurring. And remember," she walked up and nuzzled him, making him feel so much better. "We're in this together… especially me with you… because… Chase…"

She closed her eyes and sighed.

"I love you."

She heard Chase gasp, but a second later he hugged her and began to weep on her shoulders. "I… I love you too."

The two of them opened their eyes and looked deep into each other's gaze. Slowly, their muzzles began to inch closer…

Suddenly, their communicator links activated at the same time, snapping them out of the moment. The signal was directed to all of them. "Hello? Ryder? Pups? You there? It's Everest!"

"E-Everest? What happened? We tried to communicate with you, but we got static," said Chase, blushing as he and Skye inched a bit closer, their tails wrapping around each other.

"Sorry about that! The snow storm just cleared up! Glad we could get a signal! Listen, about Marshall…"

Both pups whimpered at the name, and the thought of their friend learning the sad news.

"Everest… Marshall's gone… we found his collar and blood… we just had his funeral…" said Ryder on his line.

To their shock Everest just giggled. "Well, that's where you're wrong, Ryder. I found Marshall! He's alive!"

"ALIVE?!" shouted not just Chase and Skye, but Ryder and all the other pups as well.

"Yup! See for yourself!"

The visual feed for the communicators came online and soon they saw what looked to be Jake's bedroom from their tags. Skye was sure her heart stopped, as did the others, as they saw a single dalmatian on the bed, nervously waving.

"H-hey, pups. How was my funeral?" asked Marshall, with a small smile.

The moment Everest hung up the call, Marshall felt a flood of emotions overwhelm him. Everyone had been crying, grateful that he was alive. His parents were there, holding each other as they told him they loved him. Ryder's face was the happiest he had ever seen. And then there were the pups…

They missed him. They were mourning for him. He thought they didn't want him, but he was wrong. They searched everywhere, even through a storm, to find him. He never heard so many apologies at once; he could still hear them in his head. Marshall wanted nothing more than to leap out of the bed, rush down to Adventure Bay, and hug them all until his front paws fell off.

But then he remembered how they hurt him. Yelled at him. His heart began to feel like it was in pain again. He could still remember those harsh words that drove him to do this. But they look so sorry.

He closed his eyes. He wanted to forgive his friends, he really did, but what if this happened again? Could he stay with Paw Patrol? Could he trust them? He had to make sure.

"Jake. Everest?" asked Marshall, getting their attention. "Can you do something for me?"

The moment the call ended, everyone got into their vehicles and rushed off for Jake's mountain, sirens blaring. Chase was pretty sure that everyone in Adventure Bay was confused by this, but that wasn't important. What was important was that Marshall, his brother, was alive. Chase wanted to cry, he probably was, but he was too busy rushing head of the rest of the pack as they drove up the mountain.

Chase had so many things he wanted to say to Marshall, but most importantly was the apology. He didn't care if Marshall forgave him or not, he just wanted to hug him and tell him how sorry he was. He looked behind him and saw the rest of the Paw Patrol, Ryder's ATV, and his father's truck containing Katie and Marshall's parents. Looking up, he saw his crush, Skye, not too far behind him. He blushed thinking about how they confessed just moments ago and were about to kiss. Are we… boyfriend and girlfriend now?

He knew they had to have a talk, but only after they had talked to Marshall first.

Before he knew it, he reached the main cabin where Jake and Everest lived and was about to rush inside when the said pup and owner stood in front of the door. "Wow, dude. Can't go in there yet. We need to talk."

"Jake, you have to let me in! I need to see Marshall!" shouted Chase, growling and showing his teeth.

Upon seeing her owner threatened, Everest stood up in front of Chase and growled back. "He said to wait! If you actually use your head for a change you won't do something stupid like you did to Marshall!"

Everest continued to vent her anger. "ALL OF YOU LEAVE MARSHALL ALONE! AND ALL FIVE OF YOU SHOULD BE VERY ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES FOR MAKING MARSHALL RUN AWAY!

"What did you say?! I'm his best friend!" shouted Chase.

"At least I was a better friend than you six were!" shouted Everest.

"You don't-"

"Chase! Heel!"

Ryder's command instantly made him stop and sit down. He slowly turned around and saw how the others were staring at him with either worry or disappointment. Ryder walked up, shaking is head before he put his hand on his dog's head. "I know you want to see Marshall, but yelling at the ones who saved him isn't going to help."

Chase whimpered in somber as he looked at Marshall's saviors and bowed. "I'm sorry. You're right, Everest. I haven't been a good friend. I helped make this horrible mistake happen. Forgive me?"

Everest didn't say anything, but sighed. "I'll forgive you if Marshall does. Which leads us to what we need to talk about. I am very sorry for yelling at all of you."

"Marshall wants to talk to you in three groups," said Jake, shaking his head. "Dude's been through a lot and wants to get some stuff of his chest."

"Does he hate us?" asked Rubble, whimpering.

Jake and Everest looked at each other before the former answered, "We don't know. That's up to you guys to find out."

The five pups sighed and lowered their heads even further. Chase closed his eyes and realized that he might never get Marshall's trust again after what happened. Yet, we deserve it. Our actions caused all this to happen. If Marshall can't forgive me or the other pups, I'll… I'll just have to live the burden for the rest of my life.

"Whose going first?" asked Ryder's father.

"He wants his parents first." said Everest.

Without wasting a second, the two adult damatians rushed in to see their son followed by Jake and Everest.

"Mom! Dad!" shouted Marshall as he was tackled by his two parents. He laughed with joy as they nuzzled, barked, and licked. It made Jake and Everest smile as they watched the family. After the excitement had worn off, the two hugged their child. Marshall had a smile on his face. "I… I missed you… I thought… when I was going to die… I… I…"

"What were you thinking, Marshall!" shouted Misty in a tone that made everyone in the room wince. "You almost died out there! How could you do something so stupid as run away from your home?! If you were that upset, or needed to be away for a while, you could have told us and we could have taken you home! Instead, you almost… we thought you…"

Misty held onto her son as Blaze nuzzled his wife. "When we heard you died, we thought our world had fallen apart! We didn't know what to do! How could we have gone on without our baby boy?!"

Marshall felt the guilt in his heart stab him again and again like a knife. "I didn't mean to make you cry! It was stupid, and I'm sorry! I'll never run away again!"

"It's okay, Marshall." whispered Blaze as he hugged his son and smile. "You're safe thanks to Jake and Everest. That's all that matters. "

"Yeah. I owe them a lot." whispered Marshall, giving Everest a smile.

"In fact," he turned around and gave Everest a toothy smile. "Everest, you have my permission to marry my son. Welcome to the family!"

"What?!" shouted both Everest and Marshall, who blushed as images of them in a wedding ceremony entered their heads.

Misty rolled her eyes and swatted her laughing husband in the face. "Ignore him. He's being an idiot again."

"Just trying to lighten the mood."

Marshall giggled before sighing. "I'm really sorry I ran away. If you want to bring me home as punishment, I understand."

"Don't you want to stay with Paw Patrol?" asked Blaze.

"I…" Marshall lowered his gaze and wad crying. "I don't know! What if Ryder is upset with me?! What about the pups and what they did to me?!"

Blaze pup a paw on his son's shoulder. "Marshall, your friends were all mourning for you at your funeral just a few hours ago. They regret what they did and showed how much they loved you by looking for you non-stop. Did you know that they offered to be punished by us for what they did?"

"They did? Why?" asked Marshall.

"Because they thought they were responsible or your death," said Misty. "They submitted judgement to us. We could have done anything to them, but we chose to forgive them. Just one look into their eyes and we could tell they would have taken everything back that they said about you."

"I…" Marshall didn't know what to say, he just sighed and nodded. "I see."

Did they really regret it? That much?

After a long talk and a hug session with his parents, Marshall called for Ryder and his dad. Katie decided to stay behind, seeing as this was a family thing and she was only here for support. When Marshall saw his owner's face to face for the first time in days he jumped of bed and into his arms, laughing and licking him. Ryder, with tears on his, laughed as he hugged his fire pup harder then he ever could.

Ryder's father smiled and scratched the dalmatian's ear. "Good to see you're among the living, Marshall."

"Thanks, Professor!" said Marshall before he turned to Ryder and whimpered. "I'm sorry. I wasn't a good pup."

"What do you mean, Marshall?" asked Ryder.

"I ran away and worried everyone. Even worse, I made you all think I was dead. I'm so sorry." Marshall jumped off Ryder's arms and back towards the bed, his back facing his owner. "If… If you don't want me anymore… for what I did… I understand."

A surprise hug was the answer as Ryder whispered, "Do not say that Marshall. You're one of my pups. If anything, this is my entire fault. I'm responsible for you and I failed. I'm so sorry."

"Ryder, it's not your fault." said Marshall, turning around and shaking his head. "It's mine. I ran away."

"But I should have stopped you or known what the other pups did." said Ryder.

"I didn't tell anyone. I should have gone to talk to you."

"Stop." said Ryder's Dad as he got their attention. "The truth is there is a lot to be blamed for, but there is no point in thinking about it as it's all in the past." He put his hand on both pup and owner and smiled at them. "You two found each other and you've learned from your mistakes. "That's the most important part."

He turned to his son. "Ryder, did you not scold the pups for their actions and organize the best rescue you could to find Marshall? Never once giving up until it seemed all was lost? You did your best to rescue Marshall and showed how much you cared for him. But most importantly, you stayed calm when the situation called for it. And don't say you could have prevented this, your pups should have known better than to do what they did. And I have a feeling they know better now, thanks to this experience."

He then turned to Marshall. "Marshall, what you did was foolish, but we understand you were hurt. But never think that there isn't someone out there who loves you. You are family to me and Ryder, and he'll always be there for you. And I know you may be thinking the pup betrayed you, but friends fight all the time. They care about you. Did you now that Chase and Skye fought a bear together because they believed it killed you?"

"Wait, that bear?! The one that hurt me?!" asked Marshall, jaw dropping.

"Yup. Chase and Skye ignored my orders to come home cause of the storm and continued to look for you. They fought that bear and won, for you."

Marshall just sat there, stunned beyond all reason. His friends. They fought for him. The almost died for him. He closed his eyes and nodded.

"Ryder, I think I need to talk to the pups."

One by one, they all came in. Marshall sat there on the bed, doing his best to stay calm and not to lash out in anger or hug his friends in tears. He saw the nervous and guilty looks they were giving him, but he had to make sure. For a long time, there was no talking.

Finally, Chase stepped forward. "Marshall, we-"

"SHUT UP!" ordered Marshall, holding out his paw. Chase obeyed and stood down. Marshall closed his eyes. "Before we talk. Before you tell me how sorry you are. Before you do anything. Let me get something out of the way." Marshall took a deep breath and, for the first time in his entire life, spoke in anger. "YOU BETRAYED ME!"

The five winced, but continued to stand as Marshall let out everything he had been holding in for so long. "How could you say all those mean things to me?! After everything we've been through?! I TRUSTED YOU! I loved you all! I thought of you as family, and you stab me in the back! YES! I make mistakes! YES! I am a klutz! But at least I don't tell my friends they are annoyances or worthless!" He growled, showing his teeth as he got up and stood before the whimpering pups, who were already tearing up.

"I would do anything for you five! ANYTHING! Especially you, CHASE!" shouted Marshall glaring at the police pup. "I was there when your dad DIED! I was there for you all the way! You were my brother! And yet you yelled at me like I was… I was… some kind of criminal!" He screamed in anger. "I ran away because I felt that I wasn't needed by any of you and I almost died doing so! YEAH! Running away was stupid, but so was bullying ME!"

A furious Marshall growled and showed his teeth at the pups again, causing the five to finally start screaming and crying. Marshall did something else. He was also bawling.

Tears leaked down from his eyes as he lowered his head, wailing, "But… I can't hate you! ANY OF YOU! Every time I try, I just think about all the fun times we have had together growing up! All the missions we did, and the lives we helped! I think about how much we've grown close, and I want to believe that feeling is still there! I want to still love you five, even though you hurt me!"

Their ears perked as Marshall continued to wail, "I… I heard everything of what you pups did when I left! I want to know, right now from each of you, why did you do that?! Why go through a storm and fight a bear just to bring me home?! You made it clear you didn't think I was fit for Paw Patrol anyway!"

Rubble was the first to answer. "Because you're are buddy. Don't cry." They all glanced at him as Marshall continued to bawl. "What we did… it was stupid. Apollo was just a TV show, and we shouldn't have said those things to you, Marshall. It was wrong. We were wrong, and when we realized what we did…" Rubble said. "When we thought we lost you… it felt like… like nothing we would ever do would make up for our mistake. That nothing would ever be happy again."

"Rubble's right." said Rocky. "We're ashamed of what we did. There's nothing wrong with being clumsy, we've lived with it for so long and we love you for being you. When I thought you were dead, Marshall, I… I prayed that you were still alive. I offered anything to see you again, even drowning myself in water if it meant having you back." Rocky walked over and gently licked Marshall's cheek. "Do you remember when you took care of me when the others dealt with those bullies? You stood by me, and I let you down. I promise that will never happen again."

Before Marshall could answer, he was tackled by Zuma much to everyone's surprise. Zuma held him tight and didn't dare let go. "Please tell me it's real. Please tell me that you're still alive."

Marshall's expression softened as he gently rubbed Zuma's head. "Yeah, Zuma. I'm here."

Zuma said "When I heawd… heawd… I wanted… you… Mawshall…"

Marshall didn't say anything, he just hugged his friend and nuzzled him. "I'm alive, Zuma. You don't have to worry."

"I don't… I don't care if you fowgive us or not… I mean I would like it, but…" He rubbed his eyes and gave Marshall a warm smile. "Knowing your alive is enough for me… big bro."

"Zuma…" Marshall smiled and hugged Zuma. "I'm sorry I worried you."

"Marshall… I'm so sorry," whispered Skye as she got onto his bed and cried. "I acted just like those bullies from my past. When it hit me what I did, I just wanted to sink into the earth in shame." She started to tear up. "I saw… you're fire truck… your blood at the bear's cave. I thought… I thought I lost one of my best friends and it was all my fault. If I stood up for you, any of us, this didn't have to happen. It's all our fault! You shouldn't even be injured in the first place, you should have been with us at the Lookout!" Turning away, she lowered her head. "I… I don't deserve your forgiveness."

"Skye." whispered Marshall, as he closed his eyes and thought about his long journey. "Did…did you and Chase really fight that bear… for me?"

"Fought and killed." said Skye with a happy smile. "I… I never wanted to… but… I'd fight a hundred bears for you, Marshall."

A real smile made it to Marshall's lips as he then turned to Chase, who stood there as still as a statue. Everyone waited with awaited breath as Marshall got up and jumped down, walking over to the police dog. The two eyed each other, neither moving or saying anything.

The four nervously looked at each other with concern before Chase took a deep breath. "This is for running away and nearly getting killed!"

POW!

The four other pups gasped as Chase's paw smacked into Marshall's face, knocking him back. Chase sighed and said, "Your turn."

Marshall stunned face slowly transformed into a war cry as he charged at Chase, knocking him over. The two pups barked and began to ruff each other up, biting and slamming their paws against each other. Marshall kicked Chase off of him before ramming him into the wall. Chase yipped in pain before using his rear leg to kick Marshall in the gut and throw him off.

"MARSHALL! CHASE! STOP!" shouted Skye.

"What do you guys think you're doing?!" shouted Rubble.

The two pups ignored their friends and Marshall took off with Chase running right after him with an angry bark. They rushed out of the cottage and into the snowy fields outside much to the shock of the rest of the gang. Chase finally tackled Marshall and he bit his tail as hard as he could, making Marshall scream in pain. The audience as shocked by this as the pups ran out and Skye shouted, "Ryder! Make them stop!"

Ryder was about to, but his father stopped him and shook his head. "They need this."

"MARSHALL! STOP IT!" cried out Misty, turning to her husband. "Blaze, stop them!"

"No." he answered much to her shock. He stared at the fight with knowing eyes. "This… this is between them… as brothers. Like it was with me and Trigger."

Chase had taken some snow and thrown it in Marshall's face before smacking him a few more times with his paw before setting him up in a chokehold. Marshall gasped for air as he felt Chase's front legs wrapped around his neck. With all his strength, Marshall elbowed Chase in the gut, knocking him a couple paces back before biting his neck, dragging him down as he continued his attack.

The group watched in horror, except for Blaze and the Professor, as both dogs continued to tear each other apart to the point of bleeding. After a long period of trying to get on top, the two broke away from each other and started hitting each other with their paws again. One would make contact while the other countered with a blow of their own.

The audience's eyes widened as they saw Chase smashing on top of Marshall and choking him again. Marshall had his rear feet holding onto Chase's stomach as Chase was choking him and Marshall kicked Chase off of him with his rear feet again. Marshall and Chase both start sobbing loudly and they hugged each other.

Nuzzling each other, the two brothers sobbed loudly side by side, not from the pain, not from their brawl, but the pain being released from their hearts. Chase's uniform is torn and covered in blood from the brawl.

Naturally, there were some confused pups and humans. "I don't get it." said Everest, shaking her head. "They were ready to kill each other and now they're hugging each other like nothing has changed. Why?"

"Because they're brothers." answered Blaze, smiling at the scene before him. "True brothers will always love each other, even in the worst of times. Sometimes you want to hug them; sometimes you want to punch them. All the fighting was their way of talking, to saying what need to be said. All the emotion in each blow and now that it's all used up, all that anger and regret, they can heal" Blaze sighed as a nostalgic look in his eyes made him water. "Trigger and I did it all the time. Those two… they're just like us."

"So... he forgives Chase?" asked Rocky.

"He was going to forgive you all no matter what." said Blaze, laughing. "That's just how Marshall is."

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" sobbed Chase. "I love you, Marshall… always!"

"I love you too, Chase!" sobbed Marshall. "Sorry I almost broke the promise!"

"Forget the promise, Marshall!" said Chase between loud sobs. "Promise me that if I ever do something as stupid as call you an annoyance again you'll beat me up?!"

"Promise." whispered Marshall as he hugged him again. "I… I forgive you… All of you…"

"Thank you…"whispered Chase before grinning. "You know I went easy on you, right?"

"Yeah… big softie…" whispered Marshall before he sniffed the air and his eyes widened. Breaking the hug, he raised his eyebrow and stared at Chase with a suspicious smirk. "Why do I smell Skye's scent on you? Close to your mouth?"

Two bright pink circles of blush appeared on Chase's face. "Ugh… no reason?"

"Oh my gosh, you two kissed, didn't ya!" shouted Marshall, earning everybody's attention before they all turned their attention towards Skye who was just as bright pink as Chase.

"No! I didn't kiss her yet!" shouted Chase, eyes widening upon realizing what he said. "Uh, I mean."

Marshall was now laughing hysterically as he laid on his back, kicking in the air. The others soon joined him except for Skye who was shaking her head.

(Three Months Later)

"Hmmm." said Katie as she checked Marshall's side again, the rest of the pups and Ryder waiting in the medical room with them in anticipation. Smiling, Katie nodded, "Yup. He's good to go."

The pups cheered with excitement as Marshall pumped his paw in the air. "Yes. This pup's back in the game."

"Great to have you officially back, Marshall." said Ryder, scratching Marshall's ear much to his pleasure.

"Yeah, although it was funny seeing all us take turns in your uniform." replied Skye.

"I don't know. I think you looked kinda of cute in it." replied a grinning Chase, which earned him a peck on the cheek from his girlfriend.

"Ugh! Get a room!" said Zuma, rolling his eyes. "Three months as a couple, and you two can't keep your paws off each other!"

"What can I say? I can't get enough of her." said Chase, nuzzling Skye affectionately.

A beep on Ryder's puppad alerted everyone of a possible rescue mission as the owner opened the channel. "Hello .What's up?"

"Ryder! We got a gas leak in my store! Alex and I are already outside safe, but we need to stop it as soon as possible! Can you help?!"

"No problem, Mr. Porter," said Ryder as he raised his arm. "No job is too big, no pup is too small!" He turned to his pup team and smiled. "Paw Patrol! To the Lookout!"

"Ryder needs us." the six said as they made their way to the elevator.

Marshall jumped from his bed and shouted, "Wait for me!" Just as he exited, his paw got caught in a play rope and tripped. "Woah! Woah!" He bounced off a cushion, slammed into a wall and started to roll towards the elevator. "Heads up!"

"Uh oh." said the pups before they were bowled over by Marshall and ended up in a tangle.

Marshall said, "Sorry, pups. Guess this is proof that I'm all better, huh?"

The six laughed as the elevator rose.

Things were all better and back to normal again.

Rating
Rated PG

Cruel Humor

Emotional Thematic Elements

Some Action

Brief Language

Cast
Gage Munroe as Markus Michael "Marshall" Munroe, Dalmatian, Firefighter/EMT-pup, second-in-command co-leader of the PAW Patrol and Chase's best-friend & adoptive-older-brother. And the oldest pup. He is also the co-founder of The PAW Patrol with Chase.
 * Lukas Engel voices a younger Marshall in flashbacks

Tristan Samuel as Chason "Chase" Samuel, German Shepherd, Police/detective-pup, trusted, devoted, loyal & honorable team-leader of the PAW Patrol, Marshall's best-friend & adoptive-brother and Blaze & Misty's adoptive-son after the death of his father Trigger. And the third oldest pup. He is also the co-founder of The PAW Patrol with Marshall.
 * Justin Kelley as voices a younger Chase in flashbacks

Kallan Holley as Stella "Skye" Holley, Cockapoo, Aerial-rescue-pup, assistant team-leader, Chase's love-interest and Marshall's surrogate-sister. And the mid-older pup.

Stuart Ralston as Rocky Richmond Ralston, Mixed-Breed (possibly an Australian Cattle/Border Collie mix), Eco-pup, the smart-one of the crew, assistant second-in-command of the team, Marshall's second best friend and Zuma's best-friend & surrogate big-brother, and Marshall's surrogate young-brother. And 3rd youngest pup/2nd mid-older pup.
 * TBA as Rocky (flashbacks)

Shayle Simons as Zackary "Zuma" Thorne, Chocolate-Lab, Aquatic-rescue pup and Rocky's best friend & surrogate-baby-brother. And 2nd-youngest pup.

Devan Cohen as Ruben "Rubble" Cohen, English-Bulldog, Construction-pup, Marshall's third best friend, Zuma's second best friend, youngest member of the team and the surrogate little brother to the Pups Berkley Silverman as Everest "Evie" Silverman, purple Siberian Husky, Jake's pup, Skye's best friend, Ranger-rescue-pup, caring-soul of the team, Marshall's love-interest and the surrogate big-sister to the Pups. And the second oldest pup.
 * Keegan Hedley as voices a younger Rubble in flashbacks

Joey Nijem as Ryder Mason, PAW Patrol's head of command, chief-dispatcher, mentor and the Pups' owner.
 * TBA as Younger Ryder(flashbacks)

Katherine Forrester as Kathy "Katie" Forrester

Wyatt White as Alex Porter, one of the Pups & Ryder's close friends and honorary member of the PAW Patrol, and has his own team called "The MINI Patrol".

Scott McCord as Jake McCord, owner of his own snow-sledding & skiing resort on top of his own snow-mountain and Everest's owner.

Mel Gibson as Blaze Munroe, Marshall's father & Chase's adoptive-father, Trigger's best friend and former second-in-command of Rescue Rovers

Jennifer Aniston as Misty Munroe, Blaze's wife, Marshall's mother & Chase's adoptive-mother, medical-dog and former member of Rescue Rovers

Jeff Goldblum(originally Mark Ruffalo)as Professor Walker Mason, Ryder's father, police scientist and former mission-commander of the Rescue Rovers

Brian Bloom as Trigger Samuel, Chase's father(deceased), famous police-dog and former team-leader of the first & and now disbanded multi-dog rescue team, Rescue Rovers (flashback sequences only)

Deann DeGruijter as Mayor Goodway

Julie Lemieux as Cali

Jonathan Malen as Daring Danny X

Keith Chapman, PAW Patrol creator makes a cameo as himself. Sam Smith guest-stars as Goodway Bay's Pop singer dog, Bow Wow Pow. Jeff Garcia voices Tracker in the beginning of the film as well. the India Arie cameos as a funeral usher in Marshall's funeral scene. Captain Turbot & François Turbot, Marshall's gosling friend Fuzzy, Farmer Yumi & Al, Precious' Owner Julius & Justina Goodway all make small appearances in the film. Skye's big twin-sisters and fashion models named Buffy and Jacqueline Holley make appearances as well as her parents named Wayne & Janine Holley who are retired fashion models in her flashback. Butch, Snapper and Crash, dogs who bullied Rocky/Rockie appears in his flashback. Chase's deceased Mother makes an appearance in a photograph in his flashbacks. Jennifer Hale voices Tina a Rough Collie while Elizabeth Gillies voices Bebe a Bolognese, two fashion models from Skye's early days who bullied her. Robopup also make small appearances.

Production
Due to many teens and adults liking PAW Patrol,

Trivia

 * It is adapted from the acclaimed fanfiction, "Marshall Gone Missing" written by HavocHound.
 * Bland II states that he sees the fanfic, his movie idea is based off of as a Bromance story, and it is what a possible film adaptation would be.
 * It's to be the PAW Patrol's 1st Movie
 * It intends to be the second Nick Jr show to have a movie in theaters after the live-action Dora The Explorer And The Lost City Of Gold.
 * This would be the first time Marshall unleashed pain & anger towards the way his friends treated him.
 * The movie will give more on the PAW Patrol's origin by flashback from each Pup.
 * The movie would be about, hurt, regret, brotherhood and forgiveness.
 * The movie will feature tons of scenes of the pups crying.
 * The movie will show more of Chase's emotional side like from "Pups Save A Hoot".
 * The film will take inspiration from the 2003's Brother Bear, 1994's Forrest Gump and 1998's Simon Birch.
 * Marshall & Chase's brotherhood will be similar to those of Michael Jackson & Jermaine, Tod & Copper from The Fox & The Hound, John Lennon & Paul McCartney's best-friendship, Simon Birch & Joe Wenteworth from 1998's Simon Birch and the bromance between Kenai & Koda from 2003's Brother Bear.
 * This film will be adapted from the acclaimed fanfiction story, Marshall Gone Missing, by HavocHound []
 * Unlike the fanfiction, the movie will feature a prologue that would build up to the events in the film.
 * The film will hint more on the ship between Marshall X Everest.
 * This would be the first time there would be death and almost-near death in PAW Patrol. As in Chase's father getting shot by a bank robber while saving an innocent(offscreen), Chase pushing the bear off a cliff of the mountain, and Marshall almost dying after being attacked by the bear before being saved by Everest. Without it being dark and scary.
 * Despite PAW Patrol being a TV-Y rated show, some think a possible movie should be PG rated in order for older fans to also enjoy.
 * This would be the first time we see one of the pups' parents and Ryder's father.
 * This story is going to be more sadder & emotional than Disney/Pixar's Toy Story 3, Inside Out, The Good Dinosaur and Warner Bros' The Iron-Giant and MAX.
 * Though there would still be some happy moments during each pup's flashback sequence. Revolving around Marshall being a hero to them.
 * The beginning of the movie will be a homage and reference to Mighty Morphin Power Rangers The Movie. Where the 8 Pups along with Danny and Humdinger with his neurotic kittens perform skydiving for a charity event.
 * The opening titles to the movie will bear a small resemblance to the opening titles of Mighty Morphin Power Rangers The Movie.
 * This would be the first time God, Heaven & Christianity is ever mentioned in PAW Patrol and in any animated show in Nick Jr. History.
 * This will be the first time seeing Chase in so much pain, depression, anger & aggression; due to what he done to Marshall, scaring Skye when he screamed at her denying that Marshall's dead and threatening Everest despite her saving Marshall's life.
 * This will be the first time Everest gets angry due to the fact of the way the Pups treated Marshall.
 * The Pups and Ryder including Kathy(Katie) and Jake will have the last names of their voice actors & actresses, and original voice actors.
 * The idea of the characters having the last names of their voice actors came from a parody fanfic of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
 * It was the producer/writer/co-director's idea to give the Pups and Ryder including Kahy and Jake the last names of their voice-actors & actresses.
 * Gage Munroe, Tristan Samuel and Stuart Ralston will reprise their roles as Marshall, Chase and Rocky for the film.
 * The producers agree to bring back the original voices one last time for fans who miss them.
 * The flashback sequences will be in hand-drawn 2D animation.
 * Based on a tweet from a fan on Twitter asking about the idea of a PAW Patrol Movie, then Zuma voice-actor Alex Thorne said it would be great and has been rumored from a fan on Google+ to be discussing a possible movie with the producers from Spin Master.
 * Marshall's parents will become Chase's adoptive-parents upon the death of his father.
 * This would be a reference to another fanfic called The Broken Pup, by Broken-Mustang. Except Marshall's parents weren't named Blaze & Misty, and Chase's father wasn't named Trigger in that story.
 * Aside from Rubble's backstory from "Pups Get a Rubble", the other Pups' backstories will be included in the movie.
 * Rubble's flashback will be depicted as taking place after the events of the season 1 episode "Pups Get a Rubble".
 * Because Chase tells about how he and Marshall met when they were younger, his first flashback is more likely depicting them meeting when they were a lot younger and really little.
 * Meaning that both of them were still toddlers and puppies at their time when they met, with Marshall's spots appearing to be a little grey and not black yet, and Chase looking a little chubby and having droopy ears like some baby German Shepherds would.
 * Ryder's father Professor Walker Mason will be voiced by Jeff Goldblum, who is best known for playing Dr. Ian Malcolm in the Jurassic Park movies and David Levinson in the Independence Day movies.
 * The producer originally thought of Mark Ruffalo to voice Ryder's dad but decided on Goldblum feeling he would be a better fit for the character.
 * Chase's father Trigger will be voiced by Brian Bloom, who is best known for voicing Captain America from The Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes: The Animated Series
 * Marshall's mother & Chase's adoptive-mother Misty will be voiced by Jennifer Aniston, who Bland better knows as the voice of Hogarth Hughes mother from Warner Bros' The Iron-Giant.
 * Marshall's father & Chase's adoptive-father Blaze will be voiced by Mel Gibson, who's best known for the Mad Max movies and voicing Rocky Rhodes from Chicken Run.
 * Ryder's father's name was unknown in the original fanfic, so the producer decided on the name Walker for him.
 * The names "Marcus", "Stella" and "Ruben" for Marshall, Skye and Rubble came from toy packages that toys of the pups came in that included the names on the back of the packages. Except "Marcus" is respelled as "Markus" with a "k".
 * These would be depicted as being their real names.
 * The name "Chason" for Chase was created by a fan who combined the names "Chase" & "Jason" altogether. It is also a homage to Austin St John's character Jason Lee Scott, the original Red Ranger and leader from Power Rangers.
 * It was Otha Bland's idea to have the name Zachary(spelled Zackary with a C & K by him) to be Zuma's real name and that everyone just calls him "Zuma" as a reference to the beach of the same name in California according to IMDb's PAW Patrol trivia.
 * In the film, Rocky's full name will be Rocky Richmond Ralston as the surname referencing his original voice actor Stuart Ralston. This would also be a reference to the 3 R's, Reduce, Reuse, Recycle since all three names start with the letter R. His first name is sometimes spelled "Rockie" because Bland II claims it looks cooler spelled that way, and because the name "Rocky" has never been spelled like that before.
 * Chase's second flashback where he & Marshall had a bonding moment after his father's funeral were they become brothers will be a little similar to a deleted scene from The Amazing Spiderman 2, where Peter Parker meets his suppose-to-be deceased father months after Gwen Stacy's death & funeral.
 * This will be the first time one of the Pups is mention to have or had siblings and parents.
 * The film will show more of Rocky & Zuma in brotherly-bond; when Rocky comforts Zuma who is crying and worried for Marshall, and when he hugs him even more when Marshall is consider dead until Zuma falls asleep while still bursting in tears.
 * Although Everest won't appear in alot of scenes just like she doesn't in the fanfic, she still plays a very important role in saving Marshall's life and be in defense of him when she finds out their friends betrayed him.
 * Blaze and Misty's speech during Marshall's funeral as well as many people dressing up as him is similar to Peter Parker's Funeral in Spider Man: Into The Spider-Verse.
 * The scene where Everest and Jake save Marshall from the cave while he was thinking they were "Puppy Angels" is similar to Gene saving Hi 5 while he thought he was the "Hand Angel of Mercy" in The Emoji Movie.
 * Tracker will only appear in the beginning & ending of the film, and he will not have a big role. The reason for this is because since the movie is being adapted from the fanfic "Marshall Gone Missing", the fanfic was written before he was even created. But if the movie proves to be a hit for there to be sequels, then Tracker will have a big role with the others.
 * Bland explains the reason Adventure Bay changed it's name is because he felt the name of the town sound stupid and lazy. Feeling it would've made more sense if they rename it Goodway Bay, after the first mayor, Grover Goodway.
 * This movie will use 3D animation just like the TV series.
 * This could possibly be the first time the PAW Patrol took a dark and edgy direction, but still remaining lighthearted for younger viewers & fans.
 * According to a fan on Facebook, animator Don Bluth has stated that it's OK for kids stuff like movies or shows to be a-little dark as long as they have a happy ending and remaining lighthearted.
 * This has also been done before with the fifth season of Thomas The Tank Engine & Friends, Power Rangers In Space, and the 2003 & 2012 incarnations of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles in their animated shows.
 * Although it was never in the fanfic, it was Bland II's idea to have Marshall's parents adopt Chase as their own after the murder of his father Trigger and his mother's death. Having Marshall & Chase become adoptive siblings & brothers.


 * Bland feels bringing back the original voices to reprise their roles for a PAW Patrol movie would be a perfect treat for fans who prefer the originals over their replacements(despite Munroe & Samuel only voicing Marshall & Chase from season 1). And because it would be nice to hear them one last time or more if they agree to return.
 * The part where Marshall throws his outfit in the garbage is a reference to the 1967 comic The Amazing Spiderman #50 "Spiderman No More", by Stan Lee & John Romita, Sr. It was Bland's idea to include that in the movie as a brief tribute to Stan. Who Bland wished could've guest-starred in the PAW Patrol show when the studio had the chance.

Sequel Ideas
If the movie is successful, the producer/co-writer/co-director has ideas for sequels down below:

1. After saving his life a year ago and ever since she's been on the team & been a close friend to the PAW Patrol, Marshall & Everest have always had a crush on eachother, but have never revealed their feelings. But after Everest gets separated from Jake during a hike in the mountains and trapped in a cave when a snow storm hits, Marshall takes a risk goes on a journey to find and save Everest after he refuse to wait until the storm die down fearing she wouldn't make it if they did.(adapted from the fanfic "Frozen Fear" by Demberway

2. Despite going on many sea missions, Rocky still hates the water and sometimes finds it disgusting, which makes the pups and mostly Marshall being annoyed & sick of it. But when a tsunami-flood occurs, Rocky struggles to make a decision to finally overcome his aquaphobia in order to save his friends while experiencing anger problems.

3.Chase having trouble being the team's leader while they experience an electrical storm that puts the world in danger while trying to save his best friend Marshall who's been poisoned during a mission and find an antidote to cure him(idea based on Rescue Heroes The Movie).

4. The Pups explores Zuma's past and what his fear is while Rockie attempts to protect him from a past enemy that practically ruined his life before he joined the PAW Patrol(loosely-adapted from the fanfic "Zuma's Fear" by HavocHound, minus any R-rated language, and dark & gritty violence)

5.The team struggle to work together like they use to while Sweetie attempts to take over Adventure Bay and the world with an army of sentinel robots and turning Humdinger's kittens into monster mutant cats. And it's up to the PAW Patrol to go on a quest to possess a great-power, only if they are worthy & learn to act like a team & family like they always have.(idea based on Marvel's The Avengers(2012), Marvel's Guardians of the Galaxy(2014), Mighty Morphin Power Rangers The Movie(1995)and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2: Out of the Shadows(2016) )

6. Chase meets his long-lost big(but bad)brother named Swift who he never met and ranaway from his father when he was just a baby after his father tried to make his stop bullying and hurting people. Now he returns and hold the ones Chase love hostage. In order to prove himself to being the noble and trusted leader he is to his team & family, Chase must face numerous challenges, and overcome the loss of his father and the fears & demons that haunt him if he is to put his devious brother in his place.

"Fly" by Lucas Edwards and sung by Sam Smith
This is a song made for this idea by a frenemy of mines on Google+. Some of the lyrics have been changed over time but thanks to me, I was able to find the original lyrics. I hope you like it ;)

Lyrics: Verse 1 (song starts with guitars) Everyday, feels the same. (Oh oh oh oh oh!) Like a diamond, hiding in the clouds (Oh oh oh oh oh.) I know, I can grow better. (Oh oh oh oh oh) I just want to show you! Pre-chorus Cause families all we want All that we need! Cause without you I would be without hope! Chorus Oh, I want to show you my world, How to be in my world, You can be anything in my world, You can just fly-y-y-y! Oh, You can be my best friend, You can be my brother, You can be my bandmate, You can just fly-y-y-y! Verse 2 I remember, these good old laughs! (Oh oh oh oh oh!) I was, your comedian friend! (Oh oh oh oh oh!) I'm not afraid, I would stay close to you more then ever! (Oh oh oh oh oh!) I'm your Bestest friend of friends! Pre-chorus Cause families all we want All that we need! Cause without you I would be without hope! Chorus Oh, I want to show you my world, How to be in my world, You can be anything in my world, You can just fly-y-y-y! Oh, You can be my best friend, You can be my brother, You can be my bandmate, You can just fly-y-y-y! Bridge Remember when the sun came down? You holded my hand! We were not just brothers! We are also friends! (2x) Pre-chorus Cause families all we want All that we need! Cause without you I would be without hope! Chorus Oh, I want to show you my world, How to be in my world, You can be anything in my world, You can just fly-y-y-y! Oh, You can be my best friend, You can be my brother, You can be my bandmate, You can just fly-y-y-y!

Studios

 * Spin-Master(or Allspark Entertainment, if Hasbro bought the franchise)
 * Mikros Animation
 * Nickelodeon Movies
 * Paramount Pictures
 * Paramount Animation

End Credits
Ending titles by Dylan Storyboardartist

Soundtrack
The film's original score was composed by Alan Silversteri and Randy Newman.Disc 1
 * 1) "PAW Patrol Theme Song (movie remix) by Fall Out Boy
 * 2) "Fly" by Sam Smith
 * 3) "Signal In the Sky (Let's Go)" by The Apples In Stereo
 * 4) "All I Know" (From Disney's Chicken Little) by Five For Fighting
 * 5) "PAW Patrol Theme Song (extended version) by Scott Simons
 * 6) "Turn Down for What" by DJ Snake, Lil Jon
 * 7) "Strange Things" (From Toy Story) by Randy Newman
 * 8) "Bug Hunt" (Noisia Remix)" by Skrillex
 * 9) "William" by Justin Bieber
 * 10) "Hello" by Lionel Richie