A/N: A little violent for Marshall, huh? The reason for that approach is because I always find Marshall being the victim, so I was like "I'll hop on the MxE Bandwagon, but if I do, Marshall gets to be a bad guy at least once." This time roles are reversed, with Marshall in the hot seat. It's a unique approach that I want to try out. I haven't come across anything about it being a bad idea, in fact I think I scared a few people from what I can gather in the reviews. Oh and I get that losing his temper was a lame excuse, but I don't have any reason to change it. So deal with it.

Enjoy!...or at least try!

Welcome to Chapter 3 of Hearts of Ice and Fire


Ryder ran to Chase and fell to his knees. His first pup was a broken and bloody mess on the ground. He lost all control of his emotions seeing one of his pups in such pain and agony. The boy ran a hand through Chase's fur. It was caked with blood and sweat, which matted it down from it's traditional length. Chase's heartbeat was rapid, and consistent; maybe 180 beats per minute. The ten year old looked at Marshall.

"What happened?" The words came up in a desperate croak. "I heard the screaming too."

Marshall looked at Ryder, then at Chase, then back to Ryder. "Umm..I-I don't know." He felt his life falling apart, since he just lied to his leader. It felt wrong. "We were talking and I….ran to my pup house for a minute. I heard him screaming and I came back to find him like this."

"But who would do this to such a kind pup? Even for a tough and serious pup, Chase would never hurt anyone. It was never in his nature, even when you and him were little. He was always generous and used words rather than claws," explained Ryder.

"Someone who Chase might have arrested in that past? Maybe they got out of jail or something and they tracked him down," guessed Marshall.

"I swear, when I find the monster who did this, I'm gonna rip him limb from limb," threatened Ryder.

Marshall whimpered and tucked his tail between his legs. I'd do anything to keep him from doing that to me. Ryder noticed this and placed a hand on Marshall's head.

"What's wrong?"

Marshall gulped. "I've just…I've never seen you like this before. I guess it kind of scared me." In reality, he was scared of what Ryder was to do with him once he found out that his trusted fire pup brutally hurt his police pup.

Ryder patted Marshall on the head. "You're right, I'm sorry I scared you. I'm just so, so mad that someone would do such harm to my pup."

"We'll find the person or pup that did this, and we'll bring him to justice." Please just arrest me now!

Ryder nodded and returned his gaze to his injured pup. "That can wait. In the meantime, we need to get him to Katie's. She'll know what to do and how to fix him," he mumbled. "Can you take him there? While I…try to process all of this."

Marshall couldn't believe it. Ryder was trusting him to take Chase to Katie's. But to Ryder, Marshall was a good pup and wouldn't harm anyone. "You can count on me, Ryder." He ran to his pup house and transformed it into his ambulance and brought it close to Ryder. "Help me get him in the back."

Ryder and Marshall gently lifted Chase into the back of the ambulance and laid him gently onto the gurney. A tear dripped from Marshall's eye and landed on the gurney. This is all my fault. If I hadn't of lost my temper, I wouldn't have hurt Chase like I did.

Ryder hugged Marshall, knowing that it was hard on the pup to see his best friend in this state. "He'll be okay, he's a fighter. Chase will pull through, I promise."

Marshall nodded and shut the doors of the ambulance. "I'll be back once I get a full medical report on his condition."

Ryder nodded. "Be safe and keep in touch." He sighed and gulped. "I have to inform the team."

Marshall whined. "My suggestion: don't give it to them all at once. I'll be in touch." With that, he set off to Katie's, the regret and discomfort of lying to Ryder was finally settling in. But he knew that if he came forth and told the truth, he would probably be taken off the team and possibly sent to puppy jail.

"Chase, I hope you can forgive me for my actions." He knew that his friend may never walk again with how badly he broke his back legs. "What if he is never the same? It would all be my fault."

He crossed the Adventure Bay bridge and saw Katie's shop right ahead of him. He eased off the throttle and let his rig come to a slow stop. He may have hurt Chase, but he didn't want to hurt him anymore. As he turned off the engine, the doors busted open and Katie came out.

She looked scared and prepared to go to work. "How is he?" she demanded.

Marshall shook his head. "Not good, both back legs are broken and maybe a few ribs. I didn't get to do a full examination yet." He didn't know how badly Chase's internals were, but he could tell that it probably wasn't good.

Katie nodded her head. "Okay, lets get him inside and get a full examination."

They pulled Chase's gurney out and let the legs deploy. They pushed him inside and into Katie's makeshift emergency room for animals. "Alright, let's get this started. Marshall, get him on an IV. I'm gonna examine his body."

Marshall nodded as he did as he was told. He got a bag set up and was about to push the needle into Chase's arm, but he stopped to watch Katie. Her facial expression wasn't exactly what he wanted to see.

She felt his chest and gut. "Alright, he has three broken ribs. Two on the left and one on the right. He has major bruising in his gut region, maybe even a few lacerated organs." She moved down his legs and gave the same look. "Both legs are broken at the waist. He might even have spinal damage, but I'm hoping for the best."

"And if there is any spinal injury?"

Katie shook her head. "He may never walk again. He'd be confined to a set of wheels for the rest of his life. But that's if it's major. The minor stuff we can fix through surgery and rehab, but that takes time."

All because I had to get mad at him. This shouldn't have happened. "I wish I could have prevented this," Marshall said, placing a paw on the gurney and staring at his beat up friend. "He didn't deserve any of this."

Katie placed both hands on Marshall's shoulders. "You got him here, so that I can care for him. You've done enough to prevent him from dying. That's the best you could do." She moved up to Chase's head and examined it. "Slight head trauma, maybe a concussion. Too early to tell how severe though."

"What if it's bad?" Marshall asked.

"He might have possible amne-," she started to cry. The emotional strain was too much for her. Seeing her best friends best friend on the table was too much to bear.

Suddenly the phone started ringing, and Katie quickly picked it up. "Katie's Veterenary Clinic and Pet Store, Katie speaking," she greeted as cheerfully as she could. "Oh hey, Ryder…..yes, Marshall got here with Chase…..yeah, he's right here." She held the phone for him to pick up.

Marshall slowly took the phone in his paws and held it against his ear. "Ryder?"

"Hey, pup. How you holding up?" Ryder said softly.

Marshall sniffed. "I'm doing what I can. How's everyone else taking the news?"

Ryder didn't answer. He only sighed.

"You didn't tell them, did you?"

Ryder sighed again. "I don't know how to break the news to them. How do you tell family that one of their own is in critical condition?"

"I don't know, but.." Marshall felt like coming clean. He wanted to accept the fact that his stupidity nearly cost his friend his own life.

"But, what, pup?" pressed Ryder.

"It's nothing, honest," Marshall lied. "You want to get the full examination report?"

Ryder didn't respond.

"Ryder?"

Ryder was quietly sobbing on the other end. Two sides of him were split. One side wanted to know and the other side didn't. "Sorry, I just…still can't believe what's going on. Yes, I'd like the examination report."

"Are you sure? Because I can bring one back with me on paper and you can read it to yourself," suggested Marshall.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Okay then. What do you want to know first?"

"The little injuries followed by the worst."

"Well, umm," Marshall said. I did this to Chase. I should have these down by now. "A few little cut's and scraps on his legs and body. Slight head trauma. Severe bruising. Three broken ribs. And finally….-" he paused to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Just say it, please," Ryder begged.

"…both of his back legs are broken at the waist. Possible spinal damage. We won't know until Katie does a cat scan." Marshall could hear Ryder crying his eyes out on the other side. He imagined him curled up into an up right ball, slowly rocking back and forth.

I did this to him! I should be put in jail! What kind of a pup does that to their best friend? I don't deserve to be in the PAW Patrol anymore. "They need to know, Ryder. The team needs to know. Call us in, please."

Ryder sniffed on the other side of the phone. "I'll call you all in a few minutes. Just….just let me be alone for a little bit. I need to process this all."

"Very well, see you soon." With that, Marshall hung up the phone. He looked over at Katie, who was wiping tears from her cheeks. "You okay?"

Katie nodded. "Uh huh," she responded. "Just a little upset and emotional right now. What did Ryder need?" She grabbed a tissue and blew her nose, which did a fantastic job clearing up her sinuses.

"Just a check up. See how he's doing," Marshall said, dipping his head to Chase. "I told him everything. He needed to know. I wouldn't lie to him." But he already did lie about something. I'm a fraud, I shouldn't even be here.

"You're a good pup, Marshall. Ryder's lucky to have you."

Marshall felt happy because of her praise, but he was hiding real pain deep down. If only she knew the truth. "What's next?"

"Well, I need to set the broken ribs or else they won't heal properly. Then we need to do a cat scan to check on his legs and spine. Hopefully it's just a bad break in the legs. After that, we go into surgery and fix him. When all things are said and done, he's on medication and a road to recovery." But her look changed to sorrow. "That's only if everything goes smoothly. It's a fifty-fifty chance of him not pulling through."

"He'll be fine. I'll make sure of it," Marshall reassured.

Katie took a deep breath. "Ready to begin. I'm gonna need a hand or two."

"Let's do it," said Marshall taking a step towards Katie, when his pup tag beeped.

"PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!"


I'm updating this story like mad! I have so many ideas popping up in my head and I can't contain them. This whole story is being planned out fairly quickly, if I don't stop this behavior, the story will completed by the end of next week. Of course, that's not my plan.

Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying this story. I know Marshall is the bad guy, but this is Fanfiction, anything can happen. I'll see you in the next one.

AtlasWolfActual Out!