Author's note: The title is very much subject to change, I just need something down and that was it. If you have a better one let me know. Relationship wise, anything will go, IF I decide to do them in this story. We'll see and find out. Play Your Symphony may have another chapter next week, it just depends on how fast I can get my IAs and EAs done.
Chapter 1
"Hi Katie." A familiar voice. A voice, who's sweetness was dramatic irony. In this place, a lush filed of green stretched as far as the eye could; trees as tall as they could grow; moss spewing up from the earth to wrap itself around everything. The clouds dark. Only letting the sun shine through little holes. "Katie?" a familiar voice. A voice, who's sweetness was dramatic irony. In this place, stones of symbols stood high and straight. Some weathered by time, some overgrown. All engraved letters. "Katie..." Katie stood in front of one. She was dressed relaxed and in loose clothes. She stared at a stone - Here lies Ryder – it said; nothing could be made out from it. It was dulled by time, faded by moss.
"Alright... let's go." Katie had turned around and saw a Cockapoo, smiling as big of fake smile as she could.
"Are you alright?" The pup asked. Katie nodded her head and stretched out a smile.
"I'm fine. We better get back to the lookout, before anybody makes a search party and comes looking for us." Katie chuckled a little at her own joke, "Let's go, Skye." Skye nodded her head. They were off. They walked down rows of stone that dotted the the plains. They both took them in, looking at each and everyone that their eye could see. They eventually came up to a steel stone brick wall, split open by a metal gate. Above it was a frame, an old one. Words were written on it "Adventure Bay Graveyard." out in front of it was a parked car. They had made their way over to the car and pulled open the doors. A loud vibration was heard. Katie looked to her side and pulled out her phone. "This Katie speaking."
"Oh, thank goodness you were here Katie!" A loud and obnoxious voice was heard.
"What seems to be the problem, Mayor Goodway?"
"Chickeletta went missing! I need you and your pups to help me find her!" A smile stretched across Katie's face.
"Alright! We'll find her! Remember: No job is too big, no pup is too small!" She had hung up. Katie pulled out the bottom of her phone; a multi colored button stood up. Her finger hovered over it. She pressed it.
Ryder woke up to the sound of a blaring alarm. The sun was shining bright through the cracks of the blinds covering his window. He looked up and through his partially covered eyes, and stared into the white, sun-colored celling. A smile stretched across his face. He rolled over in his bed to check the time. 7:00 it read.
He got up off of his bed and gave his body a good stretch. He licked his lips and proceed out of the room. Making his way down a long hallway and into a room with shelves, stacked to the highest point. Bags and boxes of miscellaneous content sat up top there. Pulling a bag off, Ryder had made his way back into the center of the lookout. Up against the wall were six bowls. Scoops full of kibble were poured into each bowl, one at time.
A line of pups started to walk in through the front door. Some happy, some mad; some tired, some sad; some hungry, some confused. "G' morning guys!" Ryder said happy as can be.
"Good morning Ryder." The pups said in a blissful unison.
"How did you guys sleep?" Ryder asked, making himself a hot cup of milk.
"I slept amazing!" said a mix-breed.
"That's nice Rocky."
"What about the rest of you?" Ryder had a bowl filled to rim with ice-white flakes, he placed on the table, pouring in the cup of hot milk.
"I slept alright." A German Shepherd answered.
"Any-" Ryder had cut himself off. He looked over the shoulders of a spot pup. The pup's head hung above a dish as red as the collar around his neck. "Are you alright, Marshall?" He asked. Marshall had shook. He looked up to see the young leader smiling with eyes of question.
"Wha?" He asked.
"I asked if you were alright." Ryder said. He walked over to Marshall and crouched down and started to pet the pup.
"I'm—I'm doing… alright…" Marshall's eyes had closed and him along with it. He fell face first into the bowl. Ryder laughed at the pup's struggles, giving him one last rub before he got up. He walked over to his counter and rested his arms, "Anybody else?" Silence was loud. No one spoke.
"Stop asking us and tell about your day." said a cockapoo, smiling aggravation, "Why are you so happy this morning?" She asked.
The young leader shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. I just am." He said. He walked over to Marshall again, and ran his hand down the sleeping pup's back, "How could I not? Especially if I have the greatest team of best friends a guy could ask for." All the pups smiled except one. He phone rang on the side of his leg. "Who is calling me?" He asked, pulling it out from where it laid.
"This is Mayor Goodway! Ryder I need you and your pups to come over to the bell tower, Chickaletta is back up on top of it!"
"Okay! We'll be over as quick as we can!" He ended the call and slid out his the bottom of his phone. A button appeared glistering in the sun light. He pressed it.
