Chapter one
Lost and Found
Hi, I'm Rocky, a former member of the PAW PATROL and this is my story, so I'll give you my background, ever since I was a kid I've been teased about being a "mutt" but I've come to terms with it.
I don't remember my dad very much and probably never will, My mom tried very hard to take care of me, but in the end she decided that it was best if I joined PAW PATROL so that's where she left me.
When I first joined the patrol, I was constantly teased and made fun of because of the whole 'mixed breed thing' until eventually they stopped...at least most of them.
For a while I worked with paw patrol, fixing things as needed and necessary, but little did I know that while on a routine call one fall day, everything would change...
"Alright I'll need Chase, Marshal, and Rocky for this mission" Ryder asks
"Chase is on the case!"
"I'm fired up!"
"Green means go!"
We shouted, then took the slide out to our vehicles and followed Ryder to the scene of accident. When we arrived we found that the dam for adventure bay had a leak in it
"Ok Marshal, we need your extension ladder right there"
"Ok Ryder" marshal swung his extension ladder to the crack in the dam
"Good, Rocky we need you to climb up the ladder and fix it"
"You got it Ryder!" I said
I climbed up the ladder with ease until I reached the crack, I went to work fixing the leak and crack when I felt a strong cold breeze on my back, I looked up to my amazement to see a rain storm forming, a moment later I heard a deep rumble behind the thick wall, so I put my ear up against it and heard something with power rushing towards the dam, my heart sank
Flash flood
"Ryder! Marshal, Chase get to higher ground!" I shouted
They looked at me then heard the rumble of the flash flood before making a mad dash for the high ground
I tried to climb off the ladder but by the time I reached the ground it was too late. The flash flood hit the dam with all it's power and it collapsed like an eggshell, I was swept away under the current
"Rocky!!" Ryder yelled
Unfortunately at that time, that was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
When I finally woke up I was scratched, bruised and in water, soaked from head to tail but I didn't care, I was alive and that's all that mattered.
"No wonder I hate water so much" I said to myself
I pulled myself up onto the river shore and began licking my scratches when a boy, about 14 years old walked up to me...
"Hey boy, you ok?" He asked in a soft tone of voice
I tried to say something but couldn't, I could only sit there and whimper. the boy knelt down beside me and looked at my tag on my collar...
"Rocky, that's a cool name"
He flipped the tag and tried to read it
"Well Rocky, I can't read your information but by the looks of it, you had a tough time yesterday"
I nodded my head
"Yeah, really tough" I agreed
The boy stared at me
"You...you...you can talk!" The boy shouts in disbelief
I then realized that the river might have carried me a bit farther than I first thought
"Yes I can talk, why wouldn't I?"
The boy stared at me watching my every move, after he determined that I was friendly he asked me another question
"Oh, well, do you know where your home is?"
"Home?" I asked
"Yeah, home. You do have one...don't you?"
Well I had a head quarters and a dog house but I don't really think those are considered "homes."
"Home? Not really, no" I answered
The boy gave me a good look, and when he finished a spark appeared in his eyes
"If you don't have a home, you could come live with me in my home" the boy asked
A home? for me? No one had ever offered anything like this to me. I looked up the river then turned back to the boy
"I'll tell you what, if no one comes looking for me in one month, I'll be your dog" I told him
To tell you the truth, I didn't ever want to go back with the paw patrol again! I just wanted to move away as far as possible and live a life filled with adventure, excitement, and...love.
I tried to get up only to stumble back to the ground. I looked at the boy
"By the way, I never learned your name" I asked
"James" he replied
"So...James, you won't mind helping me up...will you?"
"Of course not"
He bent over beside me and picked me up into his arms, I was still a pup at the time so it really wasn't that hard, he then carried me all the way to his house down the river
When we arrived, James set me down on the wooden front porch
"Okay, you wait here while I go ask my dad" he told me
He turned around and walked inside. The debate went on for about 15 minutes before his dad(with a little persuasion from James mom)finally caved in and let me stay for a while until someone came for me
"So what are you gonna call him?" His dad asked
"Rocky" James replied
His dad stared at him with a blank face
"Rocky?"
"Yup, Rocky"
"Man, dog names keep getting weirder and weirder" James dad mumbled to himself but believe me, I heard him.
The next morning James was up and as part of the agreement with his dad, he had to hang up "found dog" papers all over the town. And when we were done I sat on the front porch and waited, and waited, and waited for someone from the paw patrol to(unfortunately) come pick me up...it never happened
"Did they really forget about me that fast?" I would think to myself at night until finally the long month was over, I had found a permanent home and I was there to stay.