Chapter 4: The Master Plan

Ryder struggled against his ropes. Mark, President Clifton, and Jack, Jr did the same thing. Mr. Yamamoto pointed his gun at the four.

"Stop struggling. It won't help your situation," the terrorist said.

"What do you hope to accomplish from holding us hostage?" yelled Ryder through gritted teeth.

"Simple. It's two words. World. Domination."

"Good luck with that. My friends are right outside the Lookout and they'll come to save us," said Ryder.

"You mean these friends?" said Mr. Yamamoto as the bunker door opened, revealing all of Ryder's friends captured by Gahami. "Nice job, Gahami."

"Ryder! Thank heavens you're not hurt!" yelled Katie. Ryder blushed.

"Gahami, lock the prisoners in the giant cage," ordered Mr. Yamamoto.

"Ryder? Where are Chase and Skye?" said Marshall from the cage that he, Rubble, Rocky, and Zuma were locked in.

"I don't know pups. But I do hope that they're safe," said Ryder.

Asad walked up to Mr. Yamamoto. "Who are Chase and Skye?" he whispered in Mr. Yamamoto's ear.

"Chase is a German shepherd police pup and second in command. Skye is a tiny whiny Cockapoo who is the aerial pup. Both of them make a great team and are the only ones who can ruin my plans. I want you to find them and bring them to me, dead or alive."

Meanwhile at City Hall...

Mayor Goodway had rushed back to City Hall through all the chaos. She saw everything happen. From Ryder escorting President Clifton into the Lookout to Chase leaving to the black car pulling in to the plane crash. News cameras flooded near the Lookout as the nation watched in horror as the President was confirmed to be held hostage. She ran into Chase and Chickaletta fell out of her purse.

"Chase! Where are you going?" the mayor asked.

"Skye's in there!" said Chase, pointing at the Lookout. He turned around and continued towards the Lookout. Mayor Humdinger ran by too.

"Oh, hi Mayor Goodway," he called as he strode by. "Gotta go save the PAW Patrol!"

"Oh okay. Huh. Mayor Humdinger helping the PAW Patrol. Wait! What?" said Mayor Goodway. Chickaletta clucked.

Chase finally caught glimpse of what was left of the Lookout. He screeched to a halt and gasped. Mayor Humdinger also stopped and gasped. The Lookout was a mess, though still in tact. The front yard was all black and covered in flames from the plane crash. All the pup houses were on fire and there seemed to be no way to enter through the front sliding doors.

Chase finally thought of an idea as he jammed his pup tag. "Skye?! Are you there?!" he yelled in a panicky voice.

"Chase!" came a furtive whisper. The voice, all to familiar to Chase, belonged to Skye.

"SKYE! Thank God you're alright! Where are you? What's happening? Where's Ryder? Where's the President?"

"Chase! One question at a time!" whispered Skye. "I'm locked in a cage somewhere in the Lookout. I don't know where Ryder or the President are, but I'm sure they're in trouble. Can you please hurry and rescue me? I can't open the cage and fire is spreading closer and closer to me by the minute!"

Chase took off running, no, sprinting at top speed before Skye could finish. He couldn't bear to live with himself if Skye got hurt, or worse. In no time he and Mayor Humdinger arrived at the Lookout. A cloud of smoke billowed over the sky all over Adventure Bay.

Chase gasped when he stepped onto the front yard. Dead bodies were scattered everywhere, many belonging to Marines. Blood stained the grass. The remains of the plane were engulfed in flames.

Chase reached the front doors of the Lookout without getting burnt. He looked around desperately, trying to find a way inside to rescue Skye. Just then, Mayor Humdinger spoke up.

"Chase, if you stand on top of me, then try to jump onto the balcony," said the mayor, directing at the balcony above them.

"Great idea! Then I can work my way down into the Lookout." He mentally prepared himself for what he was about to get himself into. Don't worry, Skye. I'm coming to rescue you.

Chase looked at Mayor Humdinger. "When I get up there, go find Mayor Goodway and tell her to bring in reinforcements."

"You bet," said the mayor as he crouched down so Chase could hop on. "Good luck, Chase. Stay safe and save the day."

Meanwhile, Ryder studied the terrorists holding him and the President captive. They were tall and muscular, and Middle Eastern looking. Probably Iran or Afghanistan. He noticed in his peripheral vision a slip of paper that said, "PLAN." He studied it as best he could. It was a step-by-step process. It read:

Step 1. Go to Adventure Bay

Step 2. Locate the President of the United States

Step 3. Capture the President and kill anyone who interferes

Step 4. Order the President to remove soldiers from Iran and threaten to drop atomic bombs on many world landmarks.

Step 5. Take over the world

Ryder thought the plan was rather broad, but who was he to argue with intelligent Iranian terrorists. He looked to his right and saw another piece of paper. This one read, "LANMARKS TO BOMB." There was a long list of important landmarks that the terrorists planned on bombing. It read:

1. Adventure Bay and vicinity

2. Statue of Liberty, New York City

3. Christ the Redeemer, Rio de Janeiro

4. Big Ben, London

5. Eiffel Tower, Paris

6. Brandenburg Gate, Berlin

7. Colosseum, Rome

8. St. Basil's Cathedral, Moscow

9. The Founders, Kiev

10. The Parthenon, Athens

11. Blue Mosque, Istanbul

12. Dome of the Rock, Jerusalem

13. The Pyramids, Giza

14. Burj Khalifa, Dubai

15. Tiantan, Beijing

16. Singapore Flyer, Singapore

17. Petronas Towers, Kuala Lumpur

18. Opera House, Sydney

19. CN Tower, Toronto

20. THE WHITE HOUSE, WASHINGTON, DC

Ryder was shocked by the list. The last place, the home of the President was in all caps. Also, these guys appeared to be Muslim. But they planned on bombing the Dome of the Rock, a holy shine for Muslims. Ryder wanted to tell someone, but he'd be shot if he opened his mouth. All he could hope was that Chase and Skye were alright.