My first story on ! *party horn* Anyway, I decided to do a PAW Patrol fanfic because I think the show is really interesting. I know it's a Nick Jr. show, but unlike some stuff they're putting on Nick nowadays... the show is actually enjoyable.

So I wanted to put an action twist on the series, without messing it up too much. One of the things that are different is that the characters will have different team roles (I'll mention that and more later).

The intro here is probably a bunch of nonsense, but hopefully everything will make sense in the next chapter. (I also suck at action scenes -_-)

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP US!"

A German Shepard ran up to the scene, seeing utter chaos. He was at the White House, and it was under attack. Helicopters chopped through the sky, robots with guns sliding into the White House from ladders. A few planes from above dropped missiles from above. Robots were also helping with shooting missiles towards the building. The German Shepard didn't even flinch when he heard an explosion seconds after.

He was soon joined with two other dogs: a bulky English Bulldog and a tiny Cocker Spaniel/Poodle mix. The Bulldog huffed, "How do we get in without getting shot? There's gunners everywhere!"

"We have to wait for our ride," the Shepherd replied calmly. "It'll have our own weapons in there."

The Cockapoo could barely stop moving around in her excitement and impatience. "It better get here soon! The bad guys will have the President by time we-"

Just then a large van pulled up beside them, barely a foot away from the group of dogs. The door slid open, and a grey mix-bred stood with a box of weapons/tools next to him. "You guys called?"

The Cockapoo rolled her eyes. "It's about time! Wait, who's driving the van?"

The front door opened, with a Chocolate Labrador Retriever at the wheel. "Dude, I'm the only one who knows how to drive."

"Only because of that creepy skill of yours," the Bulldog said.

The Retriever simply nodded. "Whight, a skill called talent."

The other dogs chuckled a bit, except for the German Shepherd. "Stop horsing around, guys! Grab your stuff and let's go!"

Everyone quickly turned serious and grabbed their preferred weapons; strappable guns, high tech goggles, and jetpacks. Once they got everything they needed, they rushed into the battlefield.

The German Shepherd and mix-bred were heading towards the White House entrance. "We're going in! You guys stop the helicopters!"

The Cockapoo, the only dog with a jetpack, flew towards the Bulldog and picked him up. The Bulldog did the same to the Labrador, although he had to pick him by the collar.

"Ack! Dude, can you watch it before you break my neck!?"

The Bulldog growled a few muffled words, not wanting to let go of his teammate.

"What?"

The Cockapoo flew upside down suddenly, and the Bulldog dropped the Lab on the tail of a helicopter. The Cockapoo barked, "You know what to do!" as she flew away.

He landed perfectly, and barked twice to make the guns appear out of his vest. He knew exactly what time it was. "Haha, cowabunga!"

Inside the White House, the Shepherd and mix-bred were running through the halls. The mix-bred had an important USB in his mouth. He hung his tongue out the side of his mouth, trying not to get the USB wet.

A robot stepped out of nowhere, pointing it's pistol at the mix-breed. The Shepherd jumped in front of him and lunged at the robot. He gave it a chomp on the head, and oil leaked through its "wound".

The robot dropped, and the mix-bred dog leaped over it. "I'm gonna find the main computer, in the President's office! It'll shut down the robots and activate the backup missiles!"

The Shepard nodded. "Alright, but we don't have much time. Only five minutes left before the countdown's over..." He turned and began shooting some robots who tried to sneak up on him. "And before the infestation begins!"

The grey mix-bred now had the biggest role, ironic considering he wasn't the leader. Nevertheless, he hurried into the President's office. However, the computer was nowhere in sight.

"C'mon, where is it?!" There was only two minutes left on the countdown! He desperately searched the room, knocking down books and papers.

"Hey, you got the USB in yet?" The Bulldog's voice came through his dog-tag, as it acted as a communication device.

The mix-breed lied, "Uh, yeah! It's just taking awhile to load..."

Thankfully he finally did find the computer- underneath a huge pile of business papers. Gee, I guess there's one downside of being president.

You know, other than being the main focus of a robot invasion attack.

He pushed the USB into the computer, with a minute left to spare. He watched nervously as the virus began loading on the device. 97...98...99...

Five seconds left, and the bar was still on 99 percent. The mix-bred prayed for it to finish loading before-

"Hey guys, is there anything I- WHOA!"

The mix-bred looked up and saw a Dalmatian falling down towards him. How he even got on the roof was beyond anyone, but that didn't matter.

The mix-breed jumped out the way, and the Dalmatian landed right on the computer.

"Download failed. Please try again."

That was basically the only thing all the dogs heard after that.

"MARSHALL!"

(EDIT: I forgot to mention Zuma's speech impandment. That spelling error in his line really isn't a spelling error :3)