Disclaimer: I do not own PAW Patrol or any of its characters. I only own Blight.

Skye

I am most certainly not okay by any definitions possible.

It was a miracle that I wasn't put to sleep like the rest of the PAW Patrol, but I suppose being small has its perks.

The dart had missed me by a hair, though I was too stunned at the moment to capitalize. If it wasn't for Blight, I would've been knocked out in a much more painful fashion.

The wolf had dodged the dart that was flying towards him and quickly tackled me away from an incoming baton. When I snapped out of my shock, the wolf ran away and motioned for me to follow his lead. We ran past a few guards, and more than one tranquilizer dart had gotten too close for comfort. But eventually, we managed to exit the factory and escape our pursuers.

All the while, I was extremely concerned for my friends. What would happen to them? If Blight was telling the truth about how ruthless Blood Rend can be, I fear for their lives. I didn't want any of them to end up in one of those test tubes we saw back then.

When things eventually calmed down a bit, I expressed my concerns to Blight.

"I wouldn't worry if I were you," Blight said. "After all, they used tranquilizers. If Zane wanted to kill them, their blood would be staining the floors of his factory as we speak."

"Geez, you're doing a good job at comforting me," I shuddered at the image. "You sure that you're a hacker and not a poet?"

"I'm not your freaking mate, girl," Blight rolled his eyes. "It's not my job to comfort you. It's my job as your ally to tell you the truth about the direness of our situation, and the truth is just that. Worrying about your friends won't prevent them from getting killed right now of Zane wants them dead. All we can do now is focus on what to do next."

"What do we do next?" I asked.

"That depends," Blight suddenly took on a bitter tone. "How likely is it that your boyfriend will betray me?"

It took me a moment to realize who he's talking about. "Chase? First off, he's not my boyfriend-"

"Could've fooled me..." he muttered under his breath.

I ignored him. "-and second of all, he would never betray his friends. Chase is loyal to a cause, he'll rather die than betray one of us."

"I know," Blight replied simply. "I'm not asking if he'll betray you, Skye. I'm asking if he'll betray me."

Suddenly what Blight implied became clear to me. Blight never considered any of us as actual friends. Allies, sure. But friends? That's a bit of a strong term for a group of pups you've met for only a day, especially since one of them had been explicitly clear on not trusting him. But Chase siding with a criminal against him?

"I know what you're thinking," Blight interrupted my thoughts. "But you underestimate how convincing Zane can be. Not to mention the number of crimes he can prove that I've committed."

"Just to be clear," I said warily. "Are you actually guilty of any of them?"

Blight stared at me for a whole second before responding. "Well, if we're using the term 'crime' here as in acts that are against the law set by bureaucrats, then yes. Yes, I am."

This time, I was the one staring at him.

"Geez, it's not anything they didn't deserve," Blight rolled his eyes. "Stealing their 'research equipment', sabotaging their drug transport operations, hacking their documents, and I may or may not have killed a few particularly bad people along the way."

"Trust me, nothing they didn't deserve already," Blight growled. "Especially the ones I've killed. If anything, they deserved to suffer even more."

I sighed. "You can't just kill someone if it isn't for self-defense, no matter how bad they are. You could've just handed them over to the cops. After all, no one-"

"-should be able to decide the fate of another individual without a proper trial?" Blight chuckled. "Chase told me the same thing before."

"Tell me, Skye," Blight stared at me straight in the eyes. "Do you think I enjoy killing? Do you believe that I think its fun? To take away the life of a living person? To take away their future? To potentially rob an innocent soul of their loved ones?"

I flinched away from the wolf's glare.

Blight blinked at my reaction before turning his head away. "Sorry."

I looked at Blight curiously. Although the wolf had acted remorseless about the death of Daniel (Chase told me the story), I could tell that he genuinely didn't enjoy it, nor did he like it in the slightest.

"He won't," I finally said.

"What?" Blight turned to look at me.

"You asked me if Chase will sell you out," I explained. "He won't. Chase might not seem to like you, but I know him well enough to know that he'll never work for Zane if he's as bad as you claim. I trust him."

Blight looked at me thoughtfully, "Okay, question two then. Why should I help them?"

"What?"

"Why should I risk my neck to help them when I could instead, say, blow the factory up?" Blight asked, his expression betraying no emotion. "It would still help me complete my goal of taking down Blood Rend, would it not?"

This time, I didn't hesitate, "Yeah, helping them will be riskier than using that plan of yours, but I'm going to save them, with or without you. And if you actually try to blow up the factory that my friends might be in," I glared at the wolf. "You'll have to worry about someone other than Blood Rend."

Blight stared at me, but this time I didn't flinch.

"That's a good enough answer for me," Blight chuckled. "That question was supposed to be rhetorical anyway."

"You mean you'll help me?"

"It'd be a cold day in hell before I abandoned my allies," Blight grinned. "Besides, I trust your judgment of your friend. If things ever come to it, I can escape him easily enough anyway."

"Awesome!" I perked up. "Come on! They could be waiting for us right now!"

"Hold your horses, girl," Blight chuckled. "Contrary to popular belief, rushing headlong into enemy territory won't do any good. For you anyway, it would do a lot of good for your enemies."

"What then?"

"For now," Blight looked up at the sky, which is beginning to darken. "Sleep on it. The most untrained pup would be more useful than a tired one. It's been a long day, get some sleep."

I wanted to protest, but was cut off by a yawn. "What about the others?" I said tiredly, despite my best efforts to stay awake.

"I already told you, worrying about them won't do any good," Blight replied. "Sleep. Your friends depend on you staying awake when you bust them out."

Before I could reply, my eyelids snapped shut as I drifted off to dreamless sleep.

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Blight stared at the female cockapoo that lay asleep next to him.

He didn't understand her trust. No, not her trust for her friend.

Her trust for him.

Despite the wolf confessing about the crimes he had committed, she had not run from him in fear. Despite him implying that he may not save her friends due to 'inconvenience', she had accepted his help, not even fearing betrayal.

Of course, that was only a joke on his part, though his jokes were not generally well-received. But still...

Blight's thoughts shifted to Chase. The German Sheperd had witnessed Blight killing Daniel with his own eyes. Blight had fully expected him to refuse to help him after that, or at least called the authorities on him, and yet...

The wolf stared into the night sky and chuckled quietly, it had been a long time since he met someone who made him fully think about his actions.

Blight's thoughts were interrupted by Skye's movements, the small pup was shivering in the cold.

The wolf looked around and saw a clothing store on the other side of the street, unguarded.

Blight grinned. Hopefully, the store owner wouldn't mind him borrowing some clothes to be repurposed as blankets.

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After I woke up, refreshed, Blight tossed me my pup pack that I left in my helicopter and barked at me to follow him.

Sheesh, be nice to someone and suddenly you're moving too slow for them.

I noticed that I've been sleeping under a jacket the whole night, must've pulled it over myself in my half-conscious state. Although I wondered what a perfectly good jacket was doing in a dark, uninhabited alleyway.

Before I could ponder this further, however, Blight barked at me again forcing me to leave the questions behind to follow the wolf.

Boring chapter, I know. Just needed some filler before the great heist can commence.