AN: Hello, everyone. I'm curious, does anybody know if the Pups Save A Sports Day episode is now out? I know most of the episodes aren't starting again until August (At least where I am) and I want to know if the episode can at least be seen online. I don't mind paying 2 to 3 dollars to see it on google watch or whatever.

Anyway, hope you're enjoying the story. We're about to learn some of the backstory of Travis's family and his history with the demons and such. More focus on him this time then Marshall.

Disclaimer: I don't own Paw Patrol

Ryder had to admit, he wasn't expecting the heir to the Lugna family to invite him to lunch much less at the expensive restaurant inside the hotel. Apparently, the entire meal was to be paid for by the hotel's manager, courtesy of the rich boy in front of him. Ryder had often been called smart, genius, and would even admit he had a small fortune thanks to his parents and his inventing skills. It had been hard interacting with people his own age due to the fact he was so much more mature then them, not to mention fancially better off. The only one who never treated him as such was Katie, his best human friend.

Now for the first time, Ryder was in the presence of somebody much higher than him. Travis Lugna must have realized this as he put down his menu and smirked. "You know, I don't bite."

"Sorry, I'm just a little surprised by all this," said Ryder, giving a smile of his own before taking a sip of his coke. "To be honest, I wasn't expecting you to visit me."

"Well, when somebody leads a bunch of pups in transformer gear to save my city from a situation where lives are stake I feel like I have to make an appearance," shrugged Travis as he the waiter came by. "I'll take the steak sandwich and fries. Hold the pickles."

"BLT with fries. Extra mayo," ordered Ryder as he nodded the waiter in thanks. "So why come visit me?"

"Well, I guess a part of me wants to thank you for helping those people before I got there," said Travis as he drank his water.

"Got there?" asked Ryder before his eyes widened. "Wait, you were the guy in that suit?"

"It's called the Navan suit," answered Travis. "It's named after the Navan Fort, a famous land mark in my family home of Ireland. Many myths are born from that area including such warriors like Cathbad, Lóegaire, and Cú Chulainn. My grandfather designed the blueprints, but my father was the one who made the armor into a reality and upgraded it. I've enhanced it and trained with it, but that was the first time I used it in combat."

"I owe you for saving my dogs. They're like family to me," said Ryder, smiling.

A brief smile decorated Travis' face but there was a glimmer of sorrow in his eyes as well that Ryder noticed. "I figured you to be a good person, Ryder. I'm glad my judgement was not displaced," commented Travis. A serious frown then decorated his expression as he leaned forward. "Now I'm afraid I have to tell you that I wish you not to get involved again if such an event happens." Ryder raised an eyebrow in surprise. "I've read about your exploits. You're a talented leader and I'm sure you will go far in your life, but this is something beyond your understanding. This is strictly a Costal City issue and I would like to keep it that way. I don't want to risk your life in this situation."

"My team and I can handle anything," said Ryder, firmly.

"This beyond firefighting, catching thieves, exploring temples, and stopping a volcano," said Travis. "This is dealing with things beyond the natural forces of the earth."

"You mean supernatural," pointed out Ryder, leaning back on his chair. "Like magic and demons?"

Travis didn't say anything. He just sighed and muttered, "Tell me, Ryder. Do you believe in God?"

"I don't belong to a specific religion, but I do believe he exists," answered Ryder.

"Well, you are right. But of course since there is a God there is also The Devil," whispered Travis. "Demons aren't just myth in a book or some cartoonish character that's imp like and holds a pitchfork. He is real. His minions are real. His worshipers are real. There is nothing good about them for all they touch turns rotten and into ash." Travis leaned forward. "They come in all forms, sizes, shapes, and powers. Each of them slowly working their way out of hell and into our world to do nothing but commit evil. That person I killed sold his own soul for power to destroy and kill in the name of the demon that granted it to him."

Ryder didn't say anything, but the cold and serious glare that made him start to feel sweat down his brow. "And you stop them?"

"My family has been fighting them for generations. Since the days of St. Patrick," whispered Travis, leaning back. "I'm the last Lugna and the last hope this city has."

"But this only has more questions. Why you? Why not just invade the world? Why don't more people know about this?" asked Ryder. It was only a small of them that were in his mind. He needed to know more information in case these demons started appearing in Adventure Bay. He then froze as he thought about what Marshall said to him in the last fire. So he was telling the truth…

"The reason I am able to do it I cannot tell you because it's a family secret," answered Lugna, playing with some necklace that was hidden in his shirt. "All you need to know is that God choose my family to do this duty and I will not family him nor those of my blood who are long gone. Second, demons cannot cross over into our world by mere whim. They must be summoned and even then the process is rare to work. Unfortunately, Costal City is a big haven for demon worshipers and the ilk they worship." Rubbing his hand across his head, Travis continued. "As for the third, well the government and certain people do know they exists, especially in this city, but he government knows how to keep things silent from the public. And most wouldn't believe it anyway. Better this way since you can image the chaos if word got out about demons running about."

"I guess that makes sense," agreed Ryder. You had people argue and fight over religious beliefs as it were, why add more to that? "But I'm involved as well now."

"Just because you and your dogs fought one black magic users doesn't me-"

"One of them saw a demon," said Ryder, interrupting Travis who looked him straight in the eye. "It was before we left home. A series of arsons were going around town. Marshall-" Travis closed his eyes "-went into save a pup inside a fire. He saw what he claimed is a demon try to kill them both but he escaped."

"… and you're sure Ma… you're dog saw this?" asked Travis, now interested as he did his best to ignore the name.

"Yes, and I trust him with my life," reassured Ryder with a smile. "Out of all my dogs, Marshall is the most honest."

The food had arrived, but upon hearing the name of his former dog, even if it was a different one, made Travis lose his appetite. He motioned for Ryder to dig in as he refocused on what he had heard. Demons in Adventure Bay? Why would they go there? Can't have been summoned, the Gabriel System would have picked it up. Must be something else…

"If you want, you can meet with him for details. Marshall I think wants to thank you for saving him personally," mentioned Ryder as he continued to eat.

Travis closed his eyes. "Thank you, but that won't be necessary. I think I have all the information I need. Just please be careful and good luck in the tournament." He got up and was about to go when Ryder called him.

"We'll see each other again, right?"

"I have no doubt we will," said Travis before he left.

It was only seconds later that Ryder realized he left without eating a single bite.