Rubble's eyes blinked open, and he heard pawsteps nearby. Suddenly, Bingo came into view. "Your okay!" Rubble slowly sat up. He was in his cold, concrete cage again. "You took a pretty hard hit to the wall. Probably only got a major concussion though. There wasn't any blood coming from you, so we figured you were okay." Rubble was sat up fully now, pain flowing through him once again. "They.. umm were going to kill you..."

Rubble's eyes grew wide with fear, "W-why?"

Bingo looked at her paws, "They heard you mumbling in your sleep... about how they left your collar... your a pet..." she sighed, "They kill dogs if their pets... they're weak apperatly, but then they heard words they wanted."

Rubble cocked his head to the side, fearfully, "What words?"

Bingo looked at him, "There were a lot of Ryder's, we figured he's your owner. We haven't heard many dogs named 'Ryder.'I also heard Skye, Chase, and Marshall. There was also some Rocky's and Zuma's. But the word they heard they wanted was..." she took a gulp, "Dont kill him Sylvia."

Rubble laid down in fear, "Th-they aren't going to hurt them right?"

Bingo shrugged, "Who knows... Socks wasn't very happy about you lieing to him... about not being a pet... but now that he can get to Sylvia, a pup that can really kill, it might help them. We get to go in the car! I've never been in the car before! I can't wait!"

Rubble looked at the other bulldog. Obviously she didn't know he could drive. She didn't know he was part of a team, and he would tell her, but... well... the cameras here just... Rubble tried to shake off the thought and change the conversation, "When do we leave?"

Bingo looked up at the ceiling, thinking, "umm not sure about that... but I do know we get real dog food so it makes it seem we were eating okay! Yum never had that before!" Rubble was surprised. She never had dog food before. "And, I've never seen the sky before until a couple hours ago when you hit your head. It was beautiful. T-the sky I mean. I never thought anything would be better than the sky. Having to stay in this filthy place for all my life wasn't my plan, but when my parents died, it was the only home I had..." she paused, making sure he was still watching. "Anyways... now I'm a guard, and I already told you how you become one."

Suddenly, Socks came into the cage. "So pet... you decided to lie to me..." he puffed his white chest out. Rubble quickly got up, pain spiking him in his back. He didn't show any pain though. Socks spoke again, "We are leaving in a couple minutes, get ready to show us where your friends are." Socks showed a cheeky, fake smile and glided out of the room.

Rubble looked at Bingo, "Your going to love the car. I've been in one multiple times before. It's... ummm... really fun..." Rubble only tried to make things more positive, not wanting to worry the pup about all the dangers. He remembers being in a crash. It wasn't as bad as the many Marshall, Chase, and Skye have been in, but it did put him in the hospital for a while. He hated the hospital, but he would gladly be there now.

He heard Socks bark, "Come on! Your going to be late!" They walked out of the cell and made their way to Socks. Socks had 4 other dogs with him, and 2 men were already in the car. They urged Rubble into a kennel, which he didn't mind getting in one. He didn't want to end up worse than he already was. The kennel was meant for a bigger dog, German Sherperd or Great Dane even. Rubble had smelt some dog food and immediately started munching it down like a monster. He heard Socks and a couple of the other dogs laugh, "He should really use those teeth in the fighting arena." Rubble whined, having the thought of killing Dozer on his mind. "Take us to this Sylvia..." Socks growled though the cage. Rubble gulped, forgetting that part.