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

Recording 3

Hey there.

Blight here.

It has been approximately a week since my last recording. The scientists are getting more and more excited in their experiments on us, that worries me. A lot.

Physically, I feel slightly different than when I first arrived at this place. I've felt...lighter, I guess? I'm not really sure if that makes any sense, but my body feels like it's less of a burden then before. It's like the weight of my own skeleton and muscles have been what's holding me back, and now it's just...not.

It's probably just because I'm thinner now thanks to the 'food' they feed us, though.

Anyways, guess who's visiting us today?

A rough voice sounded through the speakers, though it has a childish tone to it.

?: Hey, Blight! Whatcha' doing?

Blight: Hey, Rex. Can you tell me why you're here again?

Rex: Hugo is on duty. He can't play with me, so he told me to come play with you guys! See? He cares about you!

Blight: Wants an easy way to spy on us, more like.

Another voice came through the speakers, this time a female voice that can be recognized from the last recording.

?: Blight, lay it off him. Tell the people who will listen to this who Rex is.

Blight: Yeah, about that, Trix...

Beatrix: *groans* You talked about them without me?! Come on, Blight. You know that I need to stick around listening to your recordings to prevent you from describing everything negatively.

Blight: I do not see anything in this place that can be described positively.

Beatrix: *sighs* Whatever. Come on, Rex. Let's go...play.

Rex: But...I think I saw one of those things Blight has in his paws a while ago in the storage. Did you steal it, Blight? Stealing is bad, Hugo said so.

Blight: Umm, no...? I, uh, picked it up from the ground.

Rex: I should check with Hugo, maybe they lost it or something.

Blight and Beatrix: NO!

Blight: Umm, we're planning...a surprise!

Rex: A surprise?

Facepalm sound in the background.

Blight: Umm... Yeah, a surprise.

Rex: What's the surprise?

Blight: Umm... If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?

Silence

Rex: Cool! I love surprises! Come on, Beatrix. Let's play while Blight prepares his surprise!

A few seconds past

Heh, 'stealing is bad'. Wonder how bad it is compared to torturing living beings?

They let Rex visit us from time to time, though I'm pretty sure it's just to spy on us. Of course, Rex is way too trusting to realize this.

Rex is a nice dog at heart. He's strong and tough, so he'd probably get a good living being a police dog or something. However, here he is, being a tool to a dangerous organization while being none the wiser of their operations.

I can sit here telling you how cruel life is and how unfairly the world works for hours on end. But that'll bore you, because I'll be simply telling you what you've already heard, what you've already known.

Whatever, not my problem anyways. I might sound heartless saying that, but I have my own issues to deal with.

Anyway, as I said. Something big's going down soon, I just feel it.

Footsteps in the background

What the...? I'll have to cut his short.

They're back.

*Recording End*

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"Get out of the cell, GO-30!" one of the scientists yelled from outside Blight's cell.

"I have a bloody name," Blight growled, hating his code with a burning passion. "I thought we're done with your 'testing'."

"We're done when I say we're done," the scientist said. "Now get over here and let me bind you first, don't want you escaping now, do we?"

"Go to whatever hell you believe in," Blight snarled as two guards tied his paws up and bound his snout.

"Personally, I'm more of a fan of Christianity." the scientist smirked at the wolf. " Though, I'm quite a fan of the Blood Fiestas in Spain."

"Don't antagonize the wolf, Robert," one of the guards said. "You of all people should know how many chemicals you've injected in it."

"I will not be lectured by the likes of you, Derik," Robert said. "I am fully aware of the potential danger that the wolf might pose. Now if only we could get the obedience chemical mix right..."

"My name is Dean," the guard grumbled.

"That's what I said," Robert waved dismissively.

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Same old test tube, same old scientists, same old wolf. Blight never liked this part of the facility.

Granted, he didn't like any part of the facility, but he disliked this part the most.

A needle pricked deep into Blight's skin. He didn't flinch, didn't twitch, didn't even let out the slight yelp of pain he did in his first few days. He wouldn't give the scientists the satisfaction.

He overheard the conversation outside the tube. Another difference he had noticed since he came here is that his senses have become sharper. His eyes discern images better than before, and his ears could pick up things he would have never heard before.

"He has exceptionally high radiation readings..."

"But how? We haven't exposed him to any highly radiated objects before..."

"Perhaps when he crossed the storage room..."

"Devices that release high radiation in the storage..."

Blight tuned out the rest of the conversation the scientists were having. He didn't understand what they're saying, the same way he didn't understand why they would trap him in the tube for 'experiments'. Humans are weird.

Suddenly, a device entered the testing tube. It was black and a wire connected two sides of the device, Blight will eventually learn that it's called a taser. Without warning, it moved forward and shocked Blight with 50, 000 volts of electricity. Strangely, though it hurt, Blight seemed largely unharmed by the shock.

The experimentation lab, however, was another story.

A massive electromagnetic pulse got sent from Blight's body, instantly popping out all lights in the room, bringing it into a blanket of darkness. Computers were crashed and devices malfunctioned. No electronics survived the blast.

Despite all that, the scientists whooped in joy, rejoicing at their success. The files may have been corrupted by the EMP, but no doubt they can recover the information lost by simply doing research on the wolf currently in the testing tube.

Blight, on the other hand, was experiencing something...different.

He sees everything as normal, but he feels things he never felt before. Almost like he's gotten a sixth sense.

He sensed the computers in the room, feeling their existence using a sense he never knew he had. Or at least one that he never actually had. Not just computers as well, he can feel the lightbulbs on top of him, the devices the scientists used to experiment on him, even the cell phones said scientists carried with them, Blight could feel them all.

As the guard escorted him back to his cell, Blight felt the recovery of the electronic half a second before they actually switched back on. And as electrical devices recovered from around him, Blight felt, on an instinctual level, he could do something with them.

SNAP!

"What the...? I thought that blackout was over!" one of the guards holding him complained as the light bulb above him flickered off.

"Nah, it's only an electrical jump," the other guard said. "The other lights are still on."

A second later, the lights returned.

"See?" the second guard said before yanking at Blight's chain roughly. "Come on, wolf. Move!"

Blight only barely snapped out of his stupor. It wasn't an electrical jump, he did it. Blight didn't know how, but he's the one who turned off the light bulb before returning it to his regular state.

His newfound abilities would've had some great implications, but Blight shuddered in fear at the thought of more experimentations on him.

Blight knew that this couldn't go on.

It's time to escape.

And so, the great escape shall commence.

Probably after the next chapter, though. We'll see.