(A/N) You know what? Screw it! Here it is! I cant hold it in any longer!
Alright before we start this journey, let me say some things.
First, this is a adaptation of Indiana Jones and the Temple Of Doom. I was watching it one day and came up with this because I thought, what the hell. I try it.
With that being said, they're going to be major differences from the movie and the fic. Some lines may be different, Ill have some stuff added. Some roles are not in here, (like Willie) and i may add some stuff.
Also, Im not going to make the characters be stand ins of the characters from the movie. That's not the intention of this fic. Chase is going to be Chase and Marshall is going to be Marshall. I trying to make it seam like that this actually happened to them and did not just take the novelization of Temple of Doom, and just pasted Chase and Marshall in it and call it a day.
Also, I am not up to date with Paw Patrol yet. At the time of this release, I am only up to half of season 2. So if there is any continuity errors in here, Im sorry. Ill try to get through the series as best as I can.
With that said, here it is. Please, Enjoy Paw Patrol and the Temple Of Doooooooooooooooooooom!
Disclaimer: I do not own Paw Patrol or Indiana Jones. This is just a tribute to one of my favorite movies of all time, with two of my fav pups of all time. a great combination if I might add.
Paw Patrol And The Temple Of Doom
Sean Thames
Chapter 1: Bubba's Deal
Sticksburg, 2015
The night was booming all around Bubba's nightclub. Dogs of all breeds were having fun in a sizable room, eating, drinking, and dancing the night away. Tables were full of friends, couples, and some that were only there for the show. The show in question was a song and dance number performed by the hottest act in the circuit, Skyler. A golden retriever who some will believe, has a voice of an angel. She was pretty popular with the males who would drool at the sight of her, wishing they would be her mate.
Even some females who would dare be on the other side, would often fantasize about her.
After a bit of waiting, a gong sounded signalling that the performance was starting. The stage in the back center of the club was lit up with orange and yellow lights, matching Skyler's coat. On the right, was a statue of the dog Glare, a hero to the city of Sticksburg. Behind it, was the gong that sounding off to start the song. To the right of it, was a band stage with podiums in front of every musician. The was a conductor of course, and a handful of different instruments from trumpets, to clarinets, to a drum set. The main stage was decorated with lions with one big lions head that acted like an entrance and exit to the backstage and club. The head slowly opened up and out came dancers with males and females of a handful of breeds. The males with sailor uniforms on, and females with colorful dresses with all of them having the color of blue and white. They pose around the lion and howled the melody of the song. Then on cue, Skylar came out in a beautiful blue black and white dress that could pass as her wedding dress minus the lack of a head piece. The club erupted with howls and whistles from males and even some females. The crowd then silenced when she started singing in slow tempo.
Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
The tempo speeds up, as the dancers start bobbing their bodies to the rhythm. All the male dancers then posed around Skyler while bobbing to the song, waiting for their cue.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes.
Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.
She then moves to the right and nuzzles a male to the right of her, as she starts to sing the chorus.
If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
She then moves back to the center.
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.
As she sustains the last note, the dancers around her begin tap dancing around her. She joins in, as they make subtle and aggressive taps.
They all pose side by side with Skylar in the middle and tap in place, moving and swaying left to right every now and then, and salutes. She then turns around and shakes her tail, earning jeers from the audience. At that moment, they all get into a line with Skylar at the front, facing the first in line. She then starts bobbing and weaving through the line, eyeing each sailor until she gets to the end. The females then get in line, as they tap in place as Skylar then starts moving down the line while spinning slowly at first, and gets faster as she goes down the line, earning some applause and cheers from the guests. The group then dances around her again, this time with everyone involved, as they tap happily but with authority to the beat of the song. They then get into a platoon formation with five lines, with four dogs in each line. They then start to sweep their legs with every step. They then turned to face the left and started to tap in place again but with some bounce to it. The dancers turned around and shook their tails until they started orbiting Skylar again. After orbiting for a minute or so, they all covered the stage in formation with Skylar front and center. The back ups sang without Skylar as she eyed, smiled at the enthusiastic audience, and winked.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes
Skylar then turns around to face the backups and is immediately impressed with their performance.
If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!
Skylar then turns back around against the audience and joins in the singing
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes…
The backups stand side by side as Skyler sings the last lines.
Oh Anything goes!
She sustains the last note as the backups do a moderate amount of tapping until the music stops with them posing on all fours, signaling the end of the song.
The guests blast the stage with thunderous applause, cheers, and whistles, as the dancers went back into the lion's mouth while Skylar stood there taking in all the attention. Smiling so much her cheeks could burst.
She looked into the crowd and then up at the balcony, and found a german shepherd with a black and white tux on, with a big smile on his face. Though the one dog she was supposed to be looking at, was her supposed mate. A boxer/lab mix with probably the biggest smile on his face. The owner of the club, Bubba. With his pups all around him, barking in appreciation. She winked at him as she started to move past the table.
"I'll be back in a minute sweetie!" she says to him, as he nods in return.
She climbed up the stairs to meet the german shepherd, being careful to make sure Bubba and his pups couldn't see her. When she was sure he was not watching, she went up to face the german shepherd. They both smiled at each other as they hugged. They then let go and faced each other again.
"You were amazing up there." the shepherd started.
"Thanks, I try." She replied with a twinkle in her eye. "You don't look bad yourself."
"Well, I try." He said back at her.
She chuckled at that last retort as she gazed into his amber eyes.
'Darn! If only he was available!' she thought.
Skylar had only known him for about a year at this point. Him and his friends found her from the streets of Adventure Bay, and helped her become the dog she is today. Having sold out shows everywhere, she often credits the Paw Patrol for building her confidence to be out in the wild and sing in front of hundreds of fans. Since then, she has been eternally grateful for the pups. Skylar has also really admired the german shepherd. A very particular and stuck up pup with a heart of gold ten times over. She often wondered what it would be like if she was his mate, but that has always been a fantasy, considering that his heart was with another girl. Plus, she already had her own real mate with a certain construction pup back at home in Adventure Bay.
"Um Skylar?" The german shepherd asked, confused. "You there?"
Skylar snapped back into reality when she heard the question.
"Huh, oh sorry. I dozed off there for a second." She replied. "Um, what were you asking?"
"I was asking where Bubba was sitting." The shepherd repeated.
"Oh, oh yeah." she answered, as she looked around the club trying to remember where the dog in question was until she spotted him still sitting below them with his pups waiting impatiently for their guest to arrive.
"Right below us." She finally revealed. "He's sitting with his heirs. I'll be over there in a sec."
"Ok." the shepherd replied.
She started walking to the back but before she got there, she turned to him with concerned eyes.
"Hey!" she called
"Yeah?" the shepherd replied.
"Be careful." Skylar said.
"Only if you will." He replied, as he smiled at her.
Skylar gave one back as she walked away, leaving the shepherd alone. The male eyed her until she disappeared into the back with worrisome eyes. He didn't agree to having her involved in the mission, especially since she was inexperienced in this sort of thing, but his owner insisted and repeatedly stated that she was essential to the plan. At first, he didn't understand, but he was sweet talked into it when Skylar insisted herself to help. Taking his mind off of her for now, he walked down the stairs to the floor of the club.
He looked around until he spotted the lab mix in question. He went over slowly eyeing not just Bubba, but the others circling around him which were apparently his pups. He knew he had to be careful with him. Bubba did own the club fair and square, but he also knew that Bubba wasn't very known to play by the rules of the law. It has been rumored that he has his dirty little paws in all sorts of drug cartels. Only thing was that nobody could touch him due to his tricky ways to destroy any trace that might lead to him. The shepherd had to swallow his pride and not do anything that would threaten Bubba's freedom, as much as he wanted to so badly. He hated criminals. Especially clever ones who know how to get away with murder, literaly.
He got to the table and stared at Bubba, While also keeping his eyes peeled on his pups as he sat down and greeted them all.
"Good evening Bubba." The shepherd said sternly.
Upon the greeting, Bubba noticed scorned as if someone just double crossed him. His pups took notice as they all eyed the brown shepherd with their paws on their holsters. Ready to strike at the slightest trick to screw their father. Despite this sudden surprise, Bubba relaxed and kept his cool.
"It was my understanding that your owner Ryder would be here." Bubba grimly said.
The shepherd noticed the tension rising as he kept his eyes on Bubba.
"Ryder couldn't make it." He replied back. "He sent me in his stead."
"It was at that moment that Bubba returned the icy stare that the german shepherd was giving him. His pups are still ready to pounce.
"You're a police pup!" Bubba shot back. "Please forgive if me and my pups are... Suspicious."
The shepherd knew he had to ease the tension quickly, Ryder's plan would fail before it even got off the ground. He took a deep breath and chose his next words carefully.
"You have nothing to worry about Bubba." The shepherd carefully stated trying not to seem hostile to them. "Yes, I am a police pup, but I have no jurisdiction over here. Nor do I have a reason to arrest you. You're completely safe from me. I'm just here to make the deal."
Bubba eased at that comment, but continued to stare at the police pup. His pups took their paws off their guns.
"Doesn't matter!" Bubba replied sternly. "As long as you have the software."
The software in question was the program Ryder uses to operate the Paw Patrol's tech. The shepherd didn't know why Ryder would ever give up his secrets for anything, but this was sort of a last minute thing for him to be there.
Acknowledging the statement, the shepherd stared directly at Bubba's eyes.
"You know I do." he said. He then looks at one of Bubba's pups. A female lab bearing the name Smut, who had her paw right paw bandaged. "Last night one of your pups tried to get the software, and ended up paying a very steep price."
Smut started to growl at the shepherd as he said the next sentence.
"Unfortunately for you, she's not a very talented fighter." he stated
Her growl grew louder as Bubba lifted up a paw to silence her. He then turns back to the shepherd.
"You've insulted my Daughter." Bubba stated gruffly.
The shepherd smirks.
"No, you've insulted me." He shot back.
Smut showed her teeth and barked at the shepherd and went back into a loud growl.
The shepherd continued to smirk.
"What?" he said, looking for her, "Ready for round two?"
At that moment, Smut almost jumped at the shepherd and bite his throat out, if it hadn't been for Skylar appearing from behind the group, completely unaware of the tension between the two parties. She goes next to Bubba and nuzzles her head against his face as he licks her face. The sight nearly made the german shepherd vomit.
"You were amazing tonight." He happily stated, licking her slowly.
Skylar was close to vomiting herself, barely keeping it together as Bubba drenches her in licks. She then eyes the shepherd.
"Uh, Bubba? Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" She asked.
Bubba instantly stops, as he remembers about the well dressed german shepherd.
"Oh forget about him," He said, ignoring him as he goes in for another lick. "You're the only thing that matters now."
"Buuuubbaaa!" Skylar wined, very annoyed at this point.
"Oh alright, aright." Bubba stops and lets go of Skylar. Freeing her to sit down to his right. "This is Skylar, the voice of an angel."
Skylar blushed a little bit at the complement.
"As I heard" the shepherd stated.
"Skylar," Bubba called, grimly. "This is Chase. A police pup from the famous Paw Patrol."
Skylar looks at Chase with surprise.
"Oh really," Skylar responded, as she finally sat down. "I heard of them. But I thought the Paw Patrol were too busy saving little kitties from trees in Adventure Bay than to be all the way out here in Sticksburg."
"You forgot about the Chickens." He jokes.
Skylar almost cracked up at Chase's joke but Bubba seemed unaffected by it, as he looked at Chase with no expression.
"Chase here is delivering a very important item to me?" he announced as he looked over at Smut, who proceeded to aim a gun at Chase. "Right now."
Chase immediately saw the gun and went on red alert. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a server's tray being pushed by their waiter who brought them their drinks.
"Oh really? And what is this i… Whoa!" Before she knew it, Skylar was pulled close to Chase as he stuck a fork from the server's tray, into the side of her dress.
Bubba growled immediately as Chase stared at his daughter.
"Put the gun away buddy." Chase ordered. Causing Bubba to nod at Smut to put the gun down.
"I suggest you give me what you owe me." Chase added, as he smirked. "Or anything goes."
Chase then pressed harder on Skylar, making her yelp and growl at him.
Bubba, feeling as if he had no choice, pulls a pouch of his pocket, and slams it down on the turntable. Skylar then turned it around to where the pouch was in front of them.
"Open it up." Chase demanded, not taking his eyes off of Bubba.
Skylar picked up the pouch and opened it up. She poured the contents in her paw which turned out to be some gold coins. Chase, not satisfied, smirks and looks back at Bubba.
"The diamond Bubba," Chase stated, disappointingly. "Deal was for the diamond."
Skylar put the pouch with the coins back on the turntable and spun it around to Bubba. Bubba, regrettably, pulled out what looked to be a piece of cloth that was wrapping something hard, from his inside pocket. He then slams it down on the turntable, and spins it around to Chase and Skylar. Skylar then proceeded to pick up the cloth and unraveled it, revealing the golf ball size diamond. She stares at it with awe before she yelps again due to Chase pressing the fork in her dress harder, making her drop the diamond into Chase's paw. He finally lets go of her and proceeds to go in for a drink.
"You're too kind." Chase stated, as he went for the drink. Bubba and his pups were watching closely as Chase went to drink, but before Chase could get a sip, Skylar stomped her forepaw on Chase's, causing him to yelp and spill some of his drink.
"Will you look at what he did Bubba?" Skylar asled, showing Bubba the holes in her dress. She then glared at Chase. "He put two holes in my dress from Barkingburg!"
Chase, after cleaning up some of the mess on his tux, looked at Skylar and smirked. Skylar wanted to knock that smirked right off his face. But before she could perform the action, Bubba chimed in, obviously aggravated by Skylar.
"Skylar! Sit down now!" he barked.
Skylar then whimpered and did what she was told like a little pup that misbehaved at the dinner table. Chase felt the urge to come across the table on Bubba for yelling at his friend like that, but he kept his cool for the sake of the mission. He didn't want to let Ryder down.
Bubba then looks at Chase with annoyance.
"Now, you will give me the software." He demanded, with watching closely, looking for any reason to kill the smug german shepherd.
Chase smirks again, as he digs into his inside pocket.
"My pleasure." He stated, as he pulls out a flash drive and puts it on the table. "Here it is."
As Chase spins the turntable around, Skylar looks at it with disappointment. Then she looks at Bubba with the same eyes.
"You gave away a precious looking diamond for that little thing?" she says.
Bubba looks at her with excitement in his eyes.
"This little thing is the key to my success," he replied. "Inside this flash drive is Ryder's program that he uses to run his tech. Some say that this one program can operate the entire world from one computer. Now, I have his secrets!"
"Congratulations buddy." Chase chimed in, as he made another attempt to drink. This time, he succeeds, as he downs the drink. When he does this however, Bubba looks back at him with the biggest evil grin as his pups laughs at him. Chase looks up at them to figure out what was going on.
"And now Chase," Bubba started, with confidence. "You will give me the diamond."
Chase coughed a couple times before he responded.
"Are you trying to develop a sense of humor on me? Cause it's not working." Chase responded.
The group laughed more, as Bubba pulled out a small bottle with a blue lid on it. The contents of the bottle also looks blue, as it looked like it had just got out the freezer. He chuckles a bit, while showing it to Chase and Skylar. Chase sees it and is confused at first, but then his expression immediately turns to shock as he is able to piece together what that bottle is. Skylar looks at Bubba with confusion.
"What's that?" She asks.
Bubba inhaled a bit before answering. "Antidote."
Chase then looks at Bubba with concern.
"To what?" he finally asks.
"The poison you just drank Chase." Bubba answers while he joins in with his pups, laughing.
Chase then sniffs the glass he drank out of and it reeked of poison.
"The poison works fast Chase." Bubba informed in between laughs.
'I am such an idiot!' He thought, 'I should have known he'd try something like this.'
Skylar looks at Chase with an enormous amount of concern, as he puts the diamond he had, on the turntable and spins it to Bubba. Skylar gets up to help him, until Chase pulls her close again, and stuck the fork back in her side. But this seemed not to even faze Bubba, as he continued laughing.
"Bubba!" They both shout with horror.
"You know what? you keep the diamond," Bubba replied as he laughed. "I'll find another."
Chase knew he was screwed at this point. He could already feel dizzy from the poison as he let go of Skylar. He slumped a bit forward and started to breathe heavily. Skylar saw this and decided that enough was enough. She pulled out a gun of her own that she had been hiding just in case things went wrong. She points it at Bubba.
"Yeah keep laughing Bubba." She says, fury in her eyes.
Bubba looks at her with shock. His pups stop laughing as they see what's happening.
Chase, despite him falling ill, grinned as he said his retort.
"Where do you get these girls Bubba?"
"Skylar!" Bubba exclaimed, confused. "What's the meaning of this?"
Skyler smirks as she keeps aiming at Bubba, ready to strike.
"I have a confession to make. Bubba." She confessed. "Chase here is my friend. I owe alot to him and the Paw Patrol. They found me on the streets and gave me the confidence to sing on stage. Now I get to finally pay them back."
"S-Skylar." Chase croaked.
"Don't talk Chase. You need your strength to stay awake." She ordered.
"Skylar?" he said, clearly hurt. "You never loved me?"
Skylar shook her head regretfully. She hated lying to anyone for anything. But she owed it to the Paw Patrol to help them take down a criminal.
"Im sorry Bubba." She replied sadly. "I really am. Now please give Chase the antidote, and we can forget this even happened."
Bubba didn't listen, as he looked like he was about to cry.
"Th-Then all those times we mated," Bubba whimpered. "It was fake?"
Chase coughed some more as he looked at Skylar with pure disgust.
"Wait, you mated with him?!" Chase exclaimed.
"It was for the mission?!" Skylar defended. "Now please be quiet while I fix this."
Chase was about to reply, until he suddenly started coughing up a storm.
"Chase!" Skylar yelled, as she took her eyes off the target to help Chase. Chase looked at her when he finally finished coughing. "Are you okay!"
"I don't know." Chase coughed up. But he suddenly dropped his concern for himself, when he looked at Skylar's chest with pure shock.
"What? What's wrong?" Skylar asked as she looked down at what Chase was looking at. She then freezes up, when she sees the blood on her chest flowing out.
Chase looks at Bubba's group as he discovers that Bubba's son, Chozo, who was on the right of Bubba, was the one who fired the gun. It had a silencer on it to not cause panic in the club. He slid it away in his holster as Chase looked back at Skylar with horrifying concern. Skylar looked at Chase, clearly scared of what will happen.
"Skylar!" Chase choked up, as he grabbed her.
Skylar looks Chase in the eyes as she collapsed in Chase's arms.
"Chase…" She weakly called.
Chase was now holding her, applying all the napkins he could find to apply pressure to her wound. Skylar then started to breathe heavily.
"Don't worry Skylar." Chase assured her. "I'll get you out of this! I-I-I'll call Marshall!"
Skylar looked at Chase confidently in his eyes, accepting her fate "There's not enough time." She started to breathe slowly. "I've been on many adventures with you and the other pups. I owe alot to you all. I guess this is the end."
"No, No Skylar! Please!" Chase begged. "What about your career? What about us?! What about Rubble?!"
"Rubble will be fine." She answered him. "I know he will."
As Skylar started to lose consciousness, she looked at Chase's amber eyes one more time.
"Te-T-Tell R-Rubble th-that." She started as she grunted her last words out. "I-l-love him s-so much."
She exhaled the last word as she went limp in Chase's arms. Closing her eyes as she went into an eternal sleep.
"S-Skylar?" Chase called with tears in his eyes. "Skyler? SKYLER!"
Guests all around them heard the commotion and looked on with pure shock. But Chase didn't care about making a scene. As to his knowledge, Skylar was the first member of Paw Patrol to die.
Even though she wasn't technically a member due to her career, the pups made her an honorary member when she started touring the U.S. But it did not matter to Chase. Member or not, Skylar was his friend, and now, she lays lifeless in his arms. He sets her down gently on the floor before glaring at Chozo, who was admiring at the work that he did.
"Don't be sad Chase." Bubba says evilly. "You will soon be joining her."
Chase got up to attack Chozo, but as he got up, he started swaying woozley. He had forgotten that he was poisoned.
"Too much to drink Chase?" Smut joked, as the group began hysterically laughing.
Chase didn't hear the joke as he was fighting to stay awake. He was losing the fight, as he felt like every breath he took, someone was squeezing his chest harder and harder. He swayed side to side and turned around where he suddenly started to fall. Thankfully, a waiter's cart kept him from falling face first on the floor. The cart had flaming shish kabobs the size of arrows from a big crossbow.
Chase could hear Bubba's group laughing as it mocked him. He took one more look at Chozo and felt rage. If he was going to die, he was going to take the bastard who took Skylar's life away, with him.
In one Swift movement, he picked up one shish kabob, and threw it like a spear at Chozo's chest. The shish kabob hit its target, as the laughing pit was suddenly screaming in pain, causing him to fire his gun blindly to the right as his life went away. Screams filled the club as dogs all around started to panic and quickly make it to the exits, causing chaos in the club. Chase ignored the chaos as he had only one thing on his mind. The antidote that was sitting on the edge on the table to the left of an enraged lab mixed dog, who just watched his son die right beside him.
Chase jumped onto the table, and reached for the antidote, but he landed so hard, it knocked the antidote off the table and onto the floor. Cursing at himself, Chase elbowed Smut in the face, causing Smut to fall backwards off the chair. As the club turned into a frenzy in the background, Bubba and Chase gave each other one last icy stare at each other.
"Bubba!" Chase growled through his teeth.
"Chase!" Bubba growled back, with pure hate in his eyes.
Chase made an attempt to punch Bubba right in the snout before he was suddenly picked up by the back of his collar and tux, by one of Bubba's cronies. He carried Chase and slammed him on top of another table on his back. Chase reached overhead, grabbed a glass, and slammed it into the face of his attacker, causing him to let go of Chase.
Chase got up from the table and faced a hound dog, who punched him in the snout. Chase staggered backwards and turned around and blindly punched forward, not noticing that he punched a poor waitress, making her fall to ground with everything on her tray spilt on her.
'Whoops!' he thought, but before he could check on her, he was picked up again by two dogs. They lifted him up, and put him on the waitress's cart belly first. They then rolled him towards the band stage. On the way there, he saw the antidote and tried to grab it with his paw, but missed as he crashed into the band stage, knocking the podiums and instruments everywhere.
He got up and surveyed the club, looking for the antidote. He could barely see the floor as it was covered in paws and bodies from the panicking dogs running and screaming for their lives. He finally spotted it in the center of the floor in front of the main stage. He locked his eyes on it and dove into the floor. He slid on his belly as he got closer to the bottle, holding out his paw to get it. But just as he was paw tips away from it, somebody else's paw kicked it away without knowing and Chase lost sight of it. He crawled to the front of the stage, careful not to get kicked or run over by panicking guests.
Bubba was standing next to his deceased son barking out orders.
"That son of a bitch killed Chozo!" Bubba screamed. "Paint this club with his blood!"
Chase got up and swayed side to side as dancers came out of the lions mouth, unaware of what was going on. They then screamed when they saw Chase and ran for the exits. Chase's eyes started to get heavy. He had to get that antidote before he drops dead. He looked around for it but instead, found more of Bubba's mutts going down the stairs as Bubba barked out orders. He then jolts to the front of the Glare statue, as one of the mutts starts throwing knives at him. Chase did his best to dodge each one as they hit the statue. Chase grabs a cymbal from a drum set and throws it like a frisbee at the attacker. It hits its target right in the mouth as the mutt staggers back and knocks over a bowl of ice, covering the floor with ice particles.
Chase looked down with absolute confusion as he realized now it was going to be more difficult to spot the antidote. On top of that, balloons started falling from the ceiling. As he frantically looked for the bottle, he started to get more woozy and tired as he grabbed a glass of water, and splashed himself to keep awake. He got on the floor, and started moving ice away with his paws to find the antidote. He had another coughing fit before he saw more of Bubba's mutts approach him and started throwing punches and kicks at them to go away. Though he tried his best, the poison now started to weaken him at an alarming rate as his vision and hearing were fading.
The mutts took advantage of this by attacking him all at once. Chase fought vigorously, but it was too much as the mutts stated landing hard blows everywhere on his body. Chase's breathing slowed down to gasps as he tried to get away. He managed to get up and saw a punch on its way to his face. Thinking quickly, he dodged to the right making the punch hit the mutt behind him.
As if he suddenly got super lucky like hitting the jackpot at the casino, Chase managed to dodge more attacks making the mutts knock each other out. He was suddenly tackled to the ground by the last mutt on his right side.
The mutt turned him on his back, and started raining down punches on Chase's face. He tried to block them, but each punch made him get closer and closer to passing out. Having been satisfied with the damage, the mutt proceeded to show his teeth, and chomp down on Chase's neck to finnish the job. But at the last second, Chase grabbed the ice bowl on the floor next to him, and popped the mutt in the side of the face, knocking the mutt out.
Chase got up slowly as the poison and the savage beating he took, took a toll on him. Chase took one look at the statue and finally saw the antidote laying in front of it. Immediately, he ran to it, picked it up and smiled
'Finally' he thought.
But that smile faded when he saw Smut run down the stairs with a tommy gun.
"Your time is up Chase!" Smutt announced as she started firing.
Thinking quickly, he vaulted over a railing on the other side of the gong as bullets ricocheted off the walls and gong. He then spotted a sword and picked it up.
'I sure hope this works' he thought, as he ran up behind the gong and cut the ropes. The gong fell down with a thud and started rolling to the far left. Chase got behind it and used it as a shield as he moves with it to stay behind it. Bullets ricocheting off of it, as Smutt laughs like a mad pup.
The gong finally reached the window and shattered it, allowing Chase to escape through it.
'I hope Marshall's there' Chase says to himself, as he jumps out the window. He bounced off awnings slowing him down until he grabbed the last one and hung in the air. He looked down and saw nothing but the street.
"Come on Marshall, Where are you!" He thought as he tried his best to hold on to the awning.
(A/N) Annnnnd Cut! yeah i know i know. I technicly already uploaded this chapter, but hey, Chapters 2,3,and 4 are up soooooo not a total loss right?
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