Chapter 7: Skye-High Rescue.
(Special Thanks to User: JamesFan51, for the title name!)
After a while, Skye manages to reach the cockpit room, in which she saw the Duke and Jean-Claude in the controls. Well, Jean-Claude was doing most of the flying.
Skye hid herself and looked around, until she saw the cage with Everest and Tracker inside, which was next to the door the whole time.
As Everest caught sight of Skye, her face lit up. She motioned to Tracker that they're being rescued, and his face lit up as well.
Skye motioned them to be quiet as she "sssssllllllllooooooowwwwwwllllllyyyyyyy" crept towards the cage.
"I'm gonna get you guys outa here!" Skye whispered.
"Thanks a lot Skye!" Everest whispered back.
"muchas gracias Skye!" Tracker whispered.
Skye carefully undid the lock on the cage, but when it unlocked, it gave out a loud...
CLICK!
Skye got startled by the sudden noise, but as a result, the lock fell off her paws and clanged loudly as it hit the metallic floors, drawing the attention of both Duke and bird.
"What's that noise?" The Duke asked out loud as he turned his chair around until he caught sight of Skye.
"Ahh, well, well, well! If it isn't the small pink flying pup... uhh, what's her name- oh yeah, Skye." The way the Duke said her name set Skye off the edge.
"Uhh, uhh..." Skye stuttered, trying to keep her composure.
"What do you want with Everest and Tracker?!" She asked as sternly as possible.
"Actually, I have nothing to do with those pups, now that I have you!" The Duke pointed to Skye.
"After you took the gem AND foiled my plan, I ought to put a stop to you and the PAW Patrol from foiling my plans once and for all! Ahahahaha!" The Duke announced.
"You won't get away with this!" Skye said angrily as she kicked the cage door open.
"Everest, Tracker! Get out now!" She told them, and in a split-second, both pups ran out of the cage and to the open door.
"No! They're getting away!" The Duke cried out as Tracker managed to get outside the cockpit room, before Jean-Claude pushed a button to close the door.
And before Skye could get out, the door shut in front of her, trapping her with the Duke and his eagle.
"Oh no!" Skye exclaimed as she turned around. She screamed as she saw Jean-Claude flying towards her.
Skye tries to escape, but the eagle corners her.
"Ahh! Please don't hurt me!" Skye screamed as Jean-Claude cawed in front of her face.
But at that point, she let her guard down, and immediately, the Duke grabs her and throws her in the cage and locks it.
"Hey! Let me out!" Skye said angrily.
"And let you ruin my plans again? I don't think so!" Said the Duke, laughing evilly. Skye steps back, a little scared as Jean-Claude cawed loudly again.
Everest and Tracker runs through the metallic hallway of the jet, hoping to find a decent exit for them to escape. Then, Tracker remembers something as their pup tags flash, indicating that there's a signal.
"Everest, we should call for help."
"Great idea! At least our pup tags are getting a signal now." Everest replied as she activated her pup tag and she and Tracker hid just in case.
(From my POV)
I was closely monitoring the surroundings of the jet to see if there was a husky and chihuahua sticking out of an opening in the jet.
Just then, my monitor flashed and showed a pup tag with a teal background with a symbol of a silver pine tree. Out of curiosity, I tapped the screen and it showed Everest, with Tracker behind her.
"Hello! Who are you?" Everest asked.
"Oh, I'm Paul, honorary member of the PAW Patrol. And you must be Everest and Tracker!"
"Si!" Said Tracker. "Are you coming to rescue us?"
"Yup! Just find an open hatch and It'll lead you right towards your jets. Once you're on, I'll free you guys. Got it?"
"You got it!" Everest and Tracker replied in unison.
A few seconds pass, then I see both pups climb down from the open hatch and onto their respective jets.
"Okay Paul, we're in! Now what? Our jets are still trapped!" Everest radioed me again.
I didn't respond immediately. I was still thinking what to do.
But then, as I ran my hand on my waist, I felt something in which I never noticed earlier. I pulled it out and I was now holding a pistol-shaped launcher.
The color scheme was similar to my suit. Silver but instead of black, it had a little bit of white. It may have been just a launcher, but it still works like an actual gun. There was also a touch-screen indicator on the side in which I can change ammunition.
In addition, I had a special magazine that can hold several kinds of projectiles, one of which could launch a net, just like Chase's launcher.
I knew it was the perfect tool, despite it being quite lethal from a certain perspective. However, I could change the ammunition, so that kind of calmed me down.
I switched to the bullet ammunition, opened my canopy, and aimed at the left strut's claw joint and fired. The bullet hit the claw joint and opened, freeing Everest. I did the same to the other strut's claw and it freed Tracker.
"Thanks Paul!" Said Everest.
"Gracias amigo!" Said Tracker.
"No problem! Now, time for me to rescue Skye from that Duke!" I replied before flying below the Duke's jet and positioning myself below the opened hatch.
"I'm coming for you Skye!" I whispered before climbing inside the Duke's jet through the open hatch.
Meanwhile, the Duke was examining the cockpit controls, when he noticed the indicator on the lower aft hatch was flashing, meaning it was opened.
"Huh, looks like those two pups managed to escape. But no one's gonna come back in!" The Duke said before pressing the button below the indicator...
...And in response, SLAM!
"Aw great! Now I got to find ANOTHER way out. If there is." I exclaimed, staring at the now sealed hatch.
The Duke was watching that moment in a security camera.
"Looks like another member's joined the PAW Patrol. Well, he's gonna join you as soon as I capture HIM too!" The Duke said in a volume where Skye could hear him clearly.
"Well, he's not gonna fall for it!" Skye retorted.
"Yeah right! Everyone says that, and still fall for it!" Said the Duke before heading out the door.
"Jean-Claude, please keep an eye on my prisoner here while I go capture that other boy!" The Duke told his eagle. Jean-Claude cawed in response.
"No, you can't!" Skye cried out while ramming herself against the cage bars in a desparate attempt to free herself.
However, Jean-Claude flew up to her and cawed at her, which was loud enough to make her stop scared and backed into the rear of the cage.
"Hurry up Paul! Don't fall for it!" Skye whispered to herself as the Duke exited the cockpit and the doors close.
I slowly tip-toed through the metalic hallway, launcher switch to the net ammunition and cocking my head from time to time.
Then, the Duke instantly appeared a few feet in fromt of me and called out,
"Well well well! Who do we have here!" The Duke said. I pointed the launcher at him ready to fire a net at him.
"Where'd you keep Skye?!" I asked.
"Hmm, afraid I can't tell you that." The Duke replied. I put my finger on the trigger, ready to squeeze it.
"I'll show you where!" The Duke once again said. The way he said it made me suspicious.
Then, I was pushed by my instincts to look up, and it's a good thing I did...
I saw a hanging net trap right above me, and before it could drop down on me, I rolled backwards, barely dodging it, then as soon as I came upright, I aimed the launcher at the Duke and fired.
(Slow-mo moment...)
What came out from the muzzle of the gun was an oval-shaped projectile, but halfway from hitting it's target, the projectile disintegrated into thin air and a large net unfolded from inside and...
(Back to normal...)
Successfuly trapped the Duke inside it!
"Hey, what gives?!" The Duke exclaimed as he struggled to break free.
"That's for trapping Skye, and Everest and Tracker too. Now you know how it feels!" I responded coldly before sprinting to the cockpit.
Skye was still being watched by Jean-Claude. The way the eagle was giving her a hard stare made her feel nervous. Until to the point she couldn't take it anymore and started whimpering loudly.
That is, until the cockpit doors open...
"Freeze whoever's in here!" I exclaimed, ponting the launcher to all sorts of directions, until I pointed at Skye.
"Skye!" I exclaimed again, pointing the gun down, even though it was still set to the net ammunition.
I saw Jean-Claude next to the cage. That's when I pointed the gun again, this time on him. I fired the net and it trapped Jean-Claude successfuly. Afterwards, I ran in front of the cage and took out a Swiss Army Knife and pulled out the lockpick tool.
"Hold on, I'm gonna get you out!" I said while fumbling with the lock.
"T-Thanks Paul!" Said Skye, still recovering from the scare by Jean-Claude.
"B-But..." Skye began as the lock clicked and the cage door opened.
"What is it Skye?" I asked calmly.
"H-How a-are you NOT scared of that evil Duke?!" Skye asked, very panicked and stuttering.
"Well, if you really want to know..." I reached inside my pocket and pulled out something.
It was a blue-beaded rosary.
"I keep this with me every time, 'cause every time I face something that others might get scared of, I have no reason to be scared, because I always believed God is always there with me, and always keeping me safe in times of peril!" I explained holding out the rosary.
How Skye looked at the rosary, her pink eyes gleamed with motivation. It felt like she now knew there was someone far more powerful than any force of evil she may face, including the Duke perhaps.
"Thanks Paul! Thanks so much for reminding me!" Skye said, tears filling up in her eyes.
"What can I say, I always try to live within a Christian Standard, as my mom always says." I replied, wiping the tear off her eye.
Then she tackled me to the floor and hugged me, and I hugged her back.
Just then, the cockpit doors opened...
"Hey! Stay right there with my prisoner!" The Duke cried out.
I desperately tried looking around for an exit, when I saw the elevaror that leads to the rooftop terrace.
"I don't think so Duke of Flappington!" I retorted, throwing down a smoke screen and exploded, causing the Duke to cough and fan the smoke away.
By the time the smoke cleared, me and Skye were now going up to the rooftop terrace.
Me and Skye got to the rooftop terrace and there was another control panel there, and there I saw a golden scepter wielding the two fused gems.
I quickly grabbed the gem, leaving the scepter in its place and put it in Skye's side pocket.
"This gem's safe with you Skye." I said as I zipped the pocket shut and patted it subtly.
"Okay, but how are we gonna get out." Skye asked.
I thought for a while and I radioed Ryder secretly. Then without warning, I grabbed Skye and was about to throw her off the jet.
"Ahh, what're you doing Paul?!" Skye exclaimed.
"Do you trust me Skye?!" I asked her sternly.
"Hm, I do!" Skye responded.
Then, I nodded and deliberately threw her off with all my strength.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Skye screamed. Just then, she lands on something soft.
She landed on her jet.
"Phew!" I exclaimed.
Just then, I heard a DING from the elevator.
"Stop right there boy!" Said the Duke.
"Um, this 'boy' has a name, and his name's Paul!" I said as I too, deliberately jumps off the roof, sending myself into a free fall 25,000ft to the ground.
I then looked at my wrist and saw a small touch-screen panel, just like Ryder's. I tapped a jet icon, and a few seconds later, I landed on the soft cushion of my cockpit seat.
Paul: Haha! Like the free fall Skye?! *I close my canopy bubble*
Skye: Yeah, but just so you know, I was NOT ready to plummet down the ground without my propper jet pack.
Paul: Well, least you have your jet!
Skye: Yeah you're right.
Just then, something nearly hit me from behind.
"What the?!" I exclaimed.
Then the thing turned around, and headed straight for me again. I managed to make a sharp maneouver, barely avoiding it. I turned around as well, and saw all the rest of the PAW Patrol pups' jets surrounded by the Duke's eagle drones.
"HAHAHA! I got you now you pesky pups!" The Duke cried out from the larger jet.
"Oh no you don't..." I whispered. Then cried out,
"Activate rescue mode!"
Instantly, the color scheme of my jet turned from silver and shiny black, to silver and grey. Then, my wings folded outwards, showing an armament of dual launchers, one on each wing.
"If it's a dogfight you want, then it's a dogfight you're gonna get!"
