After reflecting on Chapter 13 a bit, I've realized that I've created a plot hole. Marshall was featured prominently last chapter, yet he was just in the hospital in Chapter 10. So we'll just say that Marshall was given a clean bill of health somewhere in between Chapters 10 and 13 (a span of about three days), meaning he is fully healed.

(Ryder's POV, earlier that day)

At first, when Ryder woke up (after the machine had done its purpose), he didn't feel any different than when he blacked out earlier. However, when he tried to move, he found he couldn't.

A few minutes later, Jim entered the room. "Hello, Ryder."

There wasn't any rope around his mouth, yet, when Ryder tried to speak, his lips wouldn't move.

"You shouldn't be needing these anymore." Jim said as he cut Ryder's ropes.

"I know how you're feeling right now. I've gone through this, too. Powerless in your own body."

Powerless in my own body?! Ryder thought.

"You do know what's happened, right? Well, if you don't, I'll tell you. You've been… hypnotized, I guess you could call it. The term isn't an exact fit, but for an untrained mind, it gets the message across. As you've probably figured out by now, you can't move your body at all. Yet your brain still works fine. That machine just disconnected your brain from your body. And do you know who now controls your body? Well, anyone of authority here at the WAWO. The only way your body can do anything is if it receives a direct order from a high ranking WAWO official. To prove it, I'll give you one. Ryder, stand up."

Ryder, or at least his body, stood up. Ryder (the mind) was both amazed and terrified.

Jim moved in close.

"You know, Ryder, it didn't have to be this way." He said, in a low tone. "You could have joined us willingly. Then you would still have some free will. But after you refused, after all that you saw, I couldn't just let you walk out. You would tell for sure. So, though it is regrettable, this is how things must be. Now follow me."

As his body followed Jim, Ryder's mind was thinking.

Stuck in my own body. Powerless! Oh no… what if I spend the rest of my life like this? I'll go insane for sure, trapped in my mind.

Ryder's body followed Jim into a large room.

"Wait here." He said. Then, smiling, "It seems we have some visitors. I'm going to greet them."

But just before he left, he gave Ryder some orders. Ryder's mind was in other places, so he didn't really hear them.

A few minutes later, Jim came back in the room, and a few seconds after that, a group of WAWO guards walked in. They were carrying the Paw Patrol, and…

KATIE?!, Ryder thought, How did she get here? How did they even find me? They shouldn't have come.

Jim rambled on for about a minute, but his last sentence Ryder had to listen to.

"Oh, don't believe me? Well then, why don't you step forward, Ryder?"

Ryder stepped forward and spoke words he never thought he could.

"It's true, pups. I never needed you, and I finally have a chance to get rid of you."

How… could I say that? Ryder couldn't exactly cry in his mind, but he did something like it.

As the guards carried the Paw Patrol away, Chase verbally berated Ryder. He didn't blame him.

After they were gone, Jim turned to Ryder.

Ryder's face was rigid, with a neutral expression, but there was something very interesting on the edge of his right eye.

A tear.

(Paw Patrol POV)

The guards weren't very gentile as they threw the pups into their cages and the humans into their cells. But they were gone soon enough.

Chase had cried in front of Skye before, but he never showed emotion of a sad sort around the other pups.

But this was an extreme circumstance, and Chase wept very openly for a very long time. Of course, he wasn't the only one that did that.

Every pup was mentally destroyed, with the humans not faring much better. No one spoke for at least 5 hours.

Finally, Chase spoke, though it was barely audible.

"What… what did we do wrong?"

That was all he said. He was too exhausted to say more.

No one responded. It wasn't a question meant to be answered.

Over a day passed, but nothing happened. No one spoke. No guards came in.

Until one did. He went right to Chase and picked him up. Chase didn't protest, but Skye did.

"Hey! You! Where are you taking him? Put him down!"

The guard walked out without flinching.

"Chase…" Skye whimpered. "Why did they take him?"

(Chase's POV)

The guards brought Chase to a fairly large room. There was a machine in front of the chair that Chase was put in, but Chase didn't react. In fact, he didn't really even think. He didn't have the will.

For a split second, though, something caught his eye. It was a pup. Not one he had seen before. Black, with a shiny coat. Deep purple eyes.

But soon his mind reverted back into nothingness, completely unresponsive. It was the deepest form of depression.

A man walked in. The same one that caught Chase and Marshall trying to sneak in.

"Hello, Chase."

Chase said nothing. He barely even noticed Jim.

"Nothing to say? Well, I guess that's fine. We'll make this nice and quick."

Jim messed with the machine, and Chase blacked out.

By the way, with this chapter, this is the 18th longest Paw Patrol story on this site, based on words. Thanks to those that are still sticking with me.