And The Beat Goes On
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Chance just been through the weirdest day of his life (for now) but right now, he just wanted Jake to breathe.
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Chance just has been through one of the weirdest day of his life.
There was giant lizard monster attacking the city. Okay, that isn't too weird but it definitely different from his regular superhero stuff.
Then he got turned into a mutant frog. Okay, that was weird. No matter how much crap he had to deal with in the past. That was definitely weird.
He had no idea how to explain the feeling of being a mutant frog.
He was stronger and faster. He could swim without fear that followed him since he was a kid.
The world became sharper, colors brighter, and the smells stronger. The world was alive and he wanted.
His thoughts were twisted with instincts to hunt, to kill, and to be free. He felt in rage that this thing…this cat pinned him down. He wanted to tear off his skin and rip out his heart.
He wanted and it was blinding. He had no other thoughts. Now, that his thoughts were clear. It scared him to be so out of control like that. He had bigger problems right now.
He had to get back to Jake.
His gut was telling him something was wrong. Sure, everything looked liked it was going back to normal. The whole creepy jungle thing was slowly disappearing and the water level started to drop. He needed to move. He didn't think. He just jumped into the water.
His body shivered when it hit the water. It was strange to have a fear that scared him since childhood. Suddenly, it just vanished.
There is a benefit of being mutant frog.
His head broke the surface of the water and he looked around.
Where is he? Come on, Jake…where are….
Crud!
Crud!
His eyes dropped from the wall to the water.
Crud!
He drove under the water and hoped to god that he wasn't too late.
He refused to panic as he pushed through the cloudy green water. A little voice was mumbling in his ear about how long a cat stay up the water without oxygen and all of that stuff he didn't want to hear.
Then he saw it out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to see something black fall fast.
Jake!
He started to swim toward Jake. Once he grabbed his arms, he started dragging him to the surface.
Crud…you really need to lose some weight, buddy.
Once he reached the surface, he dragged Jake onto the ledge of a nearby building.
He did all of that First Aid stuff that they taught in the Academy.
Look over the cat. Check for a pulse and check for breathing.
He didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out that Jake wasn't breathing. He started doing what months of training and Jake bugging the crap out of him to do a refresher.
He just started doing.
"Come on, buddy. Don't do this to me," He said as he did compressions on Jake's chest.
For few moments, there was nothing.
No movement. No breathing. Nothing.
Don't you dare die on me, buddy?! Who is going to help me save the city? Who is he going to have the stupidest competition over everything? Fight over the last bit of milk? Who is going to be there to watch stupid tv and endless make fun of it?
Don't do this to me!
"Please…" He said
Somehow that turned out to be the magic word. Jake started to cough.
He felt the tension rush out of his body.
The city was alright. Jake was alright. He wasn't a mutant frog anymore.
That was enough for him.
End
A/N: I want to thank everyone for their reviews as I try out a new fandom. ^_^ Read and review if you wish.
