Disclaimer: I don't own Bolt. Disney/Pixar do.)

The Objective

Meanwhile at Biological Experimental Test Animals Inc or B.E.T.A…

Near an undisclosed location laid a huge underground bunker/testing facility that was used for all sorts of inhumane testing on animals and people alike. Itwasliterally kept clean and sanitized for the sole reason of keeping these test subjects in the best possible condition. A labyrinth of misery and terror for the unfortunate test subjects inside that were locked in cages, freaks of nature never meant to see the light of day; and neverdid, they were executed. Those "lucky" enough to be of use to the organization were put to use. They were always being tested on in the name of research. The bunker itself was a testament to how tidy they were. The white walls of the rooms sparkling clean, the tiles on the floor so clean they reflected a lot of the light coming from the ceiling. The employees there worked for one reason only…to further advance the Tools of War program, for they saw much potential in using animals to further any foreseeable war. The person who owned this facility was just as much a mystery. But he was mainly found in the main monitoring room near his office; where all the latest equipment in radar, tracking, communication, and intelligence gathering computers storing loads of gigabytes of information for later use. Sitting in his chair behind his dimly lit room so no one could see his face. He went by the code name of Genesis.

"Sir. We have news from the Rover team." A B.E.T .A scientist said as he entered the dimly lit office.

"Yes. I've been expecting Frank to call. What's the news this time?" Genesis asked in his usual grated voice.

"They've found the missing experiments." He said.

"Really? Remember what happened last time they "found" the experiments? If I hadn't paid off the police to halt the investigation we would be in deep trouble. Those were normal family pets. Are you sure he found them?" Genesis asked.

"He says Milo told them sir." The scientist said.

"Milo? Oh yes…. the traitor. Did they get rid of him?" Genesis asked.

"Sir yes sir. As ordered." He replied.

"Good. Where are they now?" Genesis asked.

"Recon. They want to make sure it's them sir." He replied.

"I asked where, not what they are doing." Genesis asked, obviously annoyed at the scientist's incompetence.

"A small little rural town in Pennsylvania. They say the dog's owner used to be a Hollywood star. But due to circumstances we don't know where she settled down." He replied.

"What's this girl's name?" Genesis asked.

"Penny…. Penny Smith." He said.

"Who's my good boy?" Penny said as Bolt dropped the stick.

Bolt wagged his tail happily as he continued playing fetch.

"Good job boy." Penny said as he brought her head to his and she kissed his forehead.

Bolt licked her cheek, as Penny giggled and patted him on the head.

Mittens was on the porch looking at them playing. She yawned and noticed Rhino was outside his ball. "Why are you outside your ball?" Mittens asked.

"Well, it got pretty boring rolling around everywhere. Plus, it was getting really hot inside that thing." Rhino said.

Mittens turned back to watching Bolt and sighed. Rhino decided to climb on Mittens back and watch.

Penny threw the stick, but this time it was different. It was a bad throw, and it was heading for the street. Mittens noticed this and ran as fast as she could after Bolt. She had to stop him. Rhino's paw grabbed Mitten's tail so he wouldn't hit the ground below.

A truck that was unexpectedly heading right for Bolt wasn't noticed until Penny's eyes looked on in shock and terror that was about to unfold before her very eyes. The second Bolt caught the stick, he got hit by the truck.

"BOLT!" Mittens yelled as she ran to his side

Hours later…

Bolt hazily woke up in a veterinary hospital.

"He'll be fine Mrs. Smith. He just needs to stay with us tonight." The doctor told Penny's mom.

"Are you sure?" Penny's mom asked.

"Just a little concussion, nothing serious." The doctor replied.

With that they reluctantly left the vet. Bolt was really confused. "They left me here?" Bolt said to himself.

"No. They only left you here because they needed to make sure you are okay." The poodle beside him in another cage said.

"Who are you?" Bolt asked.

"Name's Pepper. You? " She asked.

"Bolt." Bolt said.

"Hmmm…I think I've heard that name from somewhere." Pepper said.

Then it suddenly dawned on her. "Oh my gosh…your Bolt from the television show. I never thought I'd see you around these parts."

"Oh. Well, after that incident with the fire at the studio, Penny and her mom decided Hollywood wasn't the best option and decided to move to a quite peaceful looking small town." Bolt said.

"Oh yeah, I remember that. That made national news. You're a hero and inspiration to many." Pepper said.

"Do you smell that?" Bolt asked.

"Smell what?" Pepper asked.

"It smells really funny. I've never smelt anything like it." Bolt said.

"Huh? The only thing you could be smelling is the strange liquid stuff used to knock out dogs prepped for surgery. But that's down the hall. That's a good ways away. How could you smell that?" Pepper asked.

"I don't know. How did you know where the surgery room was?" Bolt asked.

"I just came from there. I think I know where it is. That and I saw this German shepherd go in there with a gunshot wound. Must have been a police dog." Pepper said.

Bolt yawned. He was feeling pretty tired after getting hit by a truck and the drugs he was currently on to sedate the pain.

"Base this is Rover Squadron. We found him. We're at the hospital." Frank said into his wristwatch communicator. He was wearing civilian clothes over his hi-tech armor.

A mouse snuck into Bolt's cage and woke him up. "Time to wake up!" Mole said.