Chase was only going to inform Marshall about it. He didn't want to risk informing Ryder about the incident, otherwise he might not allow Chase to go to the location told. Ryder was always the responsible one anyway and Chase loved that about him, not wanting him to convert to something unrelated. As for the other pups, he had the most trust in Marshall, his best friend who would keep a secret, a secret and not disappoint Chase's wish that it solely stayed a private matter between the both of them.

Chase was pondering over the location given. He never heard of it before. 'Ralph's factory'. More like, 'Ralph's abandoned warehouse'. The German Shepherd was not scared, nonetheless and he proved it countless of times too. Everyone knew him as the wisest. Not in science, however or supreme intelligence. That was all Rocky related.

Chase called Marshall via his pup tag, as it lit up. "Hey, Marshall. Where you at? I need to speak to you."

Nothing was heard for a few seconds, but then Chase's hopes struck back up. "Oh, hey, Chase!" Marshall sounded excited, he also giggled. "I'm at the pup park with Skye. We're just having fun-"

"C'mon, Marshmallow!" Skye's voice was perceived in the background, she too giggling.

"Hey! I said stop calling me that!" Marshall then recalled he was speaking with Chase. "Oh, Chase. Maybe at a later time?"

"No. It's too important."

The Dalmatian asked Chase closely, slightly mocking him. "How important?"

"Like, code blue." Code blue was a thing they made between themselves, which meant 'emergency', that only the two of them knew privately. No one else.

"Oh." Marshall replied, in a short breath.

"I'll be right over-"

"Nah. That's fine. I'll tell Skye we'll hang out soon again. Marshall out."

Marshall hung up. He wondered what was so important. Chase used the words 'code blue'. He hasn't used them in a long time, therefore he knew it wasn't any messing around and that the situation must've been serious. Perhaps, more serious than Chase. He laughed and walked towards Skye.

She was sliding on the slide and reached the bottom as Marshall stopped walking and stood in front of her. "Hey, Skye. Listen, I hope you won't be too mad but Chase and I have this thing we must attend to so perhaps maybe we could hang out later?"

Marshall was expecting Skye to be sad but he was glad she understood.

"Sure! I'll see you later then...Marshmallow!" She sprinted, giggling as she went.

Marshall rolled his eyes. "I'll get you back!" He chuckled once and made way for the Lookout tower with his fire-truck, previously assembled by Ryder.


Marshall seen Chase by himself at his pup house drinking the water that was served by Ryder in the morning.

"Hey, Chase!"

Chase looked up and smiled. "Hey, Marshall. Glad you listened."

Marshall nodded. "Of course, you said it's code blue-"

Chase covered Marshall's snout with his paw and moved him towards his direction.

"Not so loud. Somebody might hear us." Chase whispered.

"Sorry." Marshall whispered back in a small bit of shame. "So what was the 'code blue'?"

"You might think I'm crazy but-"

Marshall shook his head. "Nah. You're never crazy and you never make jokes as far as I know. You can correct me if I'm wrong but that's the truth. You're always right." Chase grinned at his words.

"Okay. I received this anonymous voice through my pup tag. I didn't recognize the voice and I'm not sure where the location is from the caller but I think..." Chase sighed. "Maybe he's attempting to help us."

"He?" Marshall questioned, lifting his ears up.

"It was a male, as far as I know due to the low voice. However, he said he wants to help me by looking for a certain cure to which he gave me the exact location to where I can find the answers. Ralph's factory, about 12 kilometers from here, on the outskirts of Adventure Bay."

"Are you sure you trust him?" Marshall asked, unsure if Chase actually believed him or not. He didn't want his best friend to risk himself getting harmed.

Chase shrugged. "I don't know. Something about his voice convinced me."

"Okay, then. I'm also going-"

"You can't. He said go alone."

"Alone? But why would he-"

"Because he wants to be certain he can trust me. That's what he said. Look, if it's somehow a lie and I get into crap I'll contact you immediately but promise me you'll get Ryder to go with you. Don't go alone."

Marshall nodded once. "O-Okay."

"Thanks, buddy."


Marshall had a gut feeling that it was going to end bad. Of course, he wasn't gonna let Chase walk off without any help.

In the past, there used to be predicaments Chase got into without informing Ryder or the pups about it which usually resulted in Chase getting a timeout from Ryder that included no activities, excluding missions as they were a constant requirement to attend to. It occurred twice until Chase ultimately decided to tell them he'll attempt his best to tell them absolutely everything that was necessary.

Marshall knew this was a similar case to the other ones before, however this time Chase told Marshall. Chase was the pragmatic type, usually doing things realistically and not based on theories. Of course he didn't believe in fairy-tale stories, of course he didn't believe in things he couldn't see without proof. Chase wanted to convert it, due to Ryder's religion but he wasn't quite sure he should. Ryder never ihad an assertive personality in a negative way, as he hated persuasion but he was good at it.

Marshall suddenly heard a yell and without thinking twice, turned on his accelerator and sprinted to the sound of it. He was shocked to see Chase on the ground, clutching his leg in pain. Across him Rocky had his mouth opened in distress, unable to do something. Skye and Zuma also arrived, curious to perceive what happened.

"Rocky!" Marshall called out in anger, running towards Chase to help him up. "Woah, Chase, take it easy! What happened, bro?" Marshall put his shoulder against Chase's body and helped him stand on his four.

Chase started talking, grunting a bit. "Rocky accidentally hit me with his recycling-aagh-his recycling truck as he accelerated backwards. Luckily I managed to protect the rest...rest of my body."

Rocky leaped from his vehicle and walked towards them. "Marshall, I can explain-"

"No you can't! You literally done nothing! It was your fault, and yet you didn't provide any help."

"Marshall, buddy, I'm sure it was just an accident-" But Chase was interrupted by Marshall annoyance.

"An accident he has to make up for." Marshall glared at Rocky who took a step back.

Ryder turned up, wondering what the heck was going on from all the loud voices. "Pups what's going-?" He seen Chase hurt. He ran to him in an instant. "Chase, what happened?!"

Before Chase could provide a solid answer, Marshall once again intervened. "It was Rocky. He purposely drove back into Chase."

The pups gasped upon hearing this attitude. Ryder looked at Rocky, then back at Marshall.

"Is that true, Rocky?"

Rocky couldn't provide an answer for two reasons. He was afraid he'll make Marshall more angry if he 'made up' nonsense and that if he said the truth, it was a reckless thing to do.

Marshall seeing he won this argument, smirked and turned to glance at Ryder. "See? No answer. Honestly means he meant it."

However, Chase got up and spoke for himself. "No, sir, it wasn't intentional. If it was, I would've only spoke the truth, and anyways Rocky was just as shocked as everyone. I could see shame on his face, therefore it was accidental."

Ryder nodded. It was sufficient information. Chase was the one who got hurt, he was the one who said the truth, no one else, unless he didn't correct them. Ryder frowned at Marshall.

Marshall sighed, upon hearing Chase say the truth concerning the incident.

"Why did you lie, Marshall?" Ryder asked, also sighing at the end. "Marshall?"

Marshall not providing an answer walked away in frustration. Chase called out to him but he disregarded it.

"Are you fine, Chase?" Ryder asked, facing Chase.

"Honestly, I don't know anymore. Unfortunately I can barely stand on my left front leg which is a pain because I'm basically limping." He whimpered once with a saddened face.

Ryder knelt down. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you feel well again. Follow me."


Marshall was irritated due to the fact that Chase got injured in the worst time possible. How was he going to explore that place now? 'What was it again? Ralph's factory? Yes, that's it.' Marshall thought on how to resolve what just happened, how was Chase going to get there? The more he waited, the more impatient he grew with curiosity. The Dalmatian was confident it might be exactly what they were looking for.

Ryder mentioned that Dr. Wilson called him and told him that developing the cure could take months, even years before a conclusion was present. Whoever created it, might have the right ideas on an antidote accurately to cure the pups. The chances of that happening were pretty slim and Marshall did not doubt that.

An idea popped in his head as he was thinking. "What if I go visit that location..." Marshall said, thinking further without processing the information properly on whether that was a good idea or a bad one. "I'll do it. I'm sorry, Chase. I'll be back, I promise." The Dalmatian ran towards his fire truck, eager to arrive to Ralph's factory in a suitable amount of time.

"Marshall, what are you doing?" Skye questioned him, raising her eyebrows as she saw him sprinting at his vehicle and ignoring her completely. Without a second thought, Marshall initiated the engine and accelerated out of there. "MARSHALL!"

There was still no response. The only response Skye received was smoke coming from the fire truck's exhaust as it picked up speed. She sighed upon seeing him drift away across the bridge.

She wasn't going to keep it secret, she was going to inform Ryder about it.


"Ryder! Marshall left suddenly without a word!"

Ryder and Chase were in the lobby, both on cushions. Ryder was treating Chase's leg before Skye entered the room to pass the information to the boy.

Ryder looked at Skye in worry. "He didn't say anything?" Ryder sighed, wondering what was happening recently. "Forget him, Skye. I'm sure he's just trying to clear his mind to what happened today and maybe any other problems he had."

"But Ryder-"

"Go back to the pups, Skye. Seriously, I'm sure he's okay." Ryder replied, interrupting Skye from continuing. Skye didn't hesitate to obey and nodded.

As she was walking out, a thought passed Chase's mind.

'Well...crap.'


Just to give you guys a heads-up, next 2 chapters will be full of action and drama/suspense/tension. I had a blast writing the next 2 chapters and IF I get a decent amount of reviews on this chapter, I won't hesitate to release the next one on Wednesday! How nice of me!