Welcome back, here's chapter 3!

Blood bound? I haven't heard about that in a long time. I thought it was just a myth I thought to myself.

"What exactly does blood bound mean?" I asked, curious.

"You don't know? It means that I have the power of a sibling" Rocky clarified, confused.

"Then where is your brother if you can use his power?" I asked once more. Rocky flinched, slowly looking away. "I'm sorry, did something happen to him?"

"Yes, he's dead. Chase, in order for a pup to be blood bound, a ritual needs to be performed. A spell must be spoken and one has to kill another for it to work" Rocky answered, tears forming in his eyes.

"Wait, but that means…" I started when Rocky started to bawl.

"I-I killed by brother Chase. I d-didn't know. I w-wish I hadn't" Rocky cried, tears flowing down his fur. I cradled Rocky in my paws. I felt the pain that Rocky felt, slowly digesting what he had said.

"Rocky, can you start from the beginning? It all seems so sudden" I asked and he nodded.

"It all started with a prophecy. The powers of disaster would be born in the form of twins, and their powers combined would destroy the world. The villagers knew this prophecy well, and had been wary ever since it was uttered. When we were born, our parents kept me and my brother safe. They knew that if we were to go out, we would be killed. So we lived our lives in secret, gaining our education and knowledge in hiding, taught by the little knowledge our parents had. After a period of time, it seemed that we didn't contain any powers, let alone powers of disasters. We were then able to go outside, and as soon as we did, we were bombarded with villagers as soon as they saw us. They grabbed us by the scruff, tied our paws together, and bound our muzzles. Our dad tried to stop them, but we were powerless and our dad couldn't do a thing. We are carried away, blood rushing to our heads, and we cried along the way. They brought us to an unknown place and went down a set of stairs towards a musty hallway."

"We were then thrown in a prison cell, and finally unbound our paws and muzzle. My brother and I were scared, and had no idea what they were going to do us. That's when my brother had that glint in his eyes. He busted down the door with a stream of water, and we both sat there surprised. It was the first time that he had ever used his powers, and it scared us even more. It meant that the prophecy had slowly unveiled before us. We quickly got out before anyone noticed, and tried to run back to our home, back to safety. However, we had no idea where we were. It was our first time out, and knew nothing about the land. We knew that if we were seen, they would take us back, so we tried hiding. We looked trash cans, bins, dumpsters, boxes, anything that could have given us shelter. However, we smelled smoke in the air. We quickly rushed to where the smoke was, and found that our home had been burned down with our parents nowhere to be found. We were both horrified, and we jumped out, calling to our parents. Of course, the villagers tried to grab us, but we didn't stop. I felt a power growing inside of me, and as soon as they laid a hand on me, they got shocked instantly. It had started to rain momentarily, and thunder and lightning began to strike."

"The flames had been put out in the downpour, so we dove into our house. We found that everything had been burnt: beds, furniture, decorations, all of it burned to a crisp from the fire. Finally, we saw them. Our mom and dad tied to a pole, both charred to a crisp. We stared in horror and cried. They had burned our parents alive, all because we were born. I couldn't believe my eyes. Even though we posed no threat to the townsfolk, they still killed our parents in retaliation. A rage built up inside of me, and I howled in rage. The thunderstorm outside worsened, and audible lightning strikes could be heard outside. My brother and I headed outside and found that the town had been set aflame by my lightning strikes, but I felt no remorse. Let these people burn I thought. After what they did, they did not deserve to live."

Rocky took a break, taking deep breaths and trying not to cry. I watched as he rubbed his eyes and looked down at his paws, his eyes filled with sorrow and regret. Then, Rocky continued.

"Even though I had set the town aflame, my brother had put it out with his rain. We did major damage, but thankfully no one was killed. We had proven to ourselves that we were the disasters the prophecy had foretold, and needed to leave before anyone found us. Unfortunately, we were caught by the villagers while trying to run away, and they threw us into another cell, one that was much stronger and could withstand immense magical power. Even with our powers, we weren't able to break through. Our powers were just too raw and unconcentrated. All be could do was let out all of our energy before tiring out and falling unconscious. We soon found ourselves bound in chains and forced against the wall. I glanced over to my brother who was struggling to get free. We could move our paws so that they could touch, but we weren't able to get far."

"We were bound to the wall for days, not being fed and had no sunlight filtered in. A notice was pinned on the wall which read that we were to be executed in five days. We were contained somewhere in isolation, and who knows how much time was left until we were going to be killed. Soon, a thought came by me. I remembered something that our dad taught us; a spell that could help us when dire situations came around. The blood bound pact. At the time, we had no idea what it was, and we thought that it was a dire situation. We didn't know the true meaning and power behind the spell, all we knew was that it could help. And so with the limits placed on our movements, we began the ritual. I had spoken the spell that would start the bound. A light glowed from us, and we stood there in awe. We were surprised that the spell even worked."

"Finally the last part came into play. One of us had to slit the other's throat, and the spell would be complete. We had no idea that slicing the throat meant death, and so my brother volunteered for me to cut his throat. I gulped and nodded, trying to reach my paw over to his vulnerable neck. Once I pierced the skin, I drew a line in his neck and retracted my paw. When I did, my brother's head fell, and his eyes closed. I felt a rush of power transfer to me, and I broke the chains off of my body. I was amazed that the spell our dad had given us worked. I quickly walked over to my brother and broke off his chains as well, but he simply fell to the ground. I shook him, telling him to wake up. I thought he was pulling a prank, but I knew that he wasn't that kind of pup. I shook him harder, tears starting to form, and they fell as I hugged him, hoping he would wake up. After a while I finally realized what I had done. I had killed my brother to gain power."

Rocky started to cry, and tears flowed down his cheek once more. He tried wiping his tears, but it just kept coming. I handed him a cloth, and he thanked me while blowing his nose. His story had so much emotion, that it had made me cry as well. I couldn't hold back and started to cry with him. Even though I was cradling Rocky, I felt my paws lose strength and I set him down, wiping away my own tears. I couldn't take it anymore, but I had to last through it, If I didn't, what kind of friend would I be? Rocky continued.

"As I cried, my anger for the townspeople grew more and more. The flames in my heart grew to an extreme blaze and I went wild. I set my dead brother down and busted open the door with ease. I found someone guarding the door, and he tried to halt me. Next thing he knew, he was dead on the ground, fried from my electricity like a chicken. I broke out of the building and looked up at the sky. Dark clouds began to form and soon after it poured hard on the town. I made sure that I finished what I had started. I struck the town with the powers from my brother and flooded the place, making sure no one could survive. I struck lightning bolt after lightning bolt at whoever or whatever came in my way, and I took out buildings that were standing. I practically flattened a whole village when I was done.

"Even though I had gained this power, I started to fear it. I had no intention of harming anyone, but the rage I felt had overcame it. I knew that this power was not something a single pup should do, and I promised myself that this power would never surface as respect for my brother and for the safety of others. From then on, I buried my brother on a hillside, and swore to him that I would find a better life than what the prophecy had predicted. I wanted to show the world that my brother and I were not the disasters we were thought to be, and so I ended up here in the PAW Patrol, where I built up my reputation as a pup who helps and builds, not hurts and destroys."

Rocky finished his story with a sigh, and dug up a picture from under his bed. It had four dogs in it, one was Rocky, the other was presumably his brother and the other two must have been his parents.

"I recovered this after I destroyed the town. I found it intact underneath some rubble and took it with me as a memory. I sometimes stare at it for hours, wondering how it could've been different if I hadn't had powers, or if I hadn't killed my brother. I regret everything I did back then" Rocky cried. I gently patted his head. The tears I had dried up and I had a clear mind. I realized that he felt the same pain as I did a few nights ago, and we most likely had the same nightmare. I knew that I could relate, but I didn't want Rocky to know, at least not yet.

"Rocky, if we had known, we would've been there for you, no matter when or where. We are always here Rocky, just like your family. We won't have anything hurt you, I promise" I soothed, Rocky smiled and stood up.

"Boy, look at the time, we must've missed dinner!" Rocky joked, his tears staining his fur. It was true, it was almost nine at night, and we hadn't even eaten dinner.

"I'm not really hungry. Why don't you go without me?" I told Rocky.

"I feel the same. C'mon, let's find the other pups." Rocky agreed. We got out of Rocky's room and headed towards the rec room. We thought that the pups were watching Apollo like the other nights, but we didn't find them inside tonight. I cocked my head in confusion. Usually this was the time they should be here. Where could they be? As I walked in with Rocky, we found that there was a note there. It read, "Hey Chase and Rocky, we know you like your time alone together, so we didn't want to disturb you guys. Ryder left some food in the cafeteria if you guys are hungry. If you want to join us, we will be in driveway playing ball." Me and Rocky blushed. Together? Us? They must be joking.

"That's the last time that's going to happen" Rocky stuttered.

"Agreed."

We joined the pups outside, who were in the middle of a soccer game. Once they noticed us coming out, they rushed towards us.

"How's it going? What were you two doing inside?" Zuma asked.

"We were just talking, that's all" I responded. "Isn't it getting late? It's about time we all get some sleep."

"Yea, we've been out here for a long time now. Let's go in" Skye commanded. The pups followed her inside and we tailed behind. We got into our rooms and I decided that I needed a shower. I couldn't get Rocky's story out of my head. His suffering, it was so similar to my own that it was almost creepy. I needed something to relax my mind. After getting out of the shower, I dried my fur with a blow dryer. My fur poofed up and I sighed. I remember why I didn't like showers.

I hopped onto my bed, and after doing a few circles, I set my head down to rest. That night, I had one of the worst nightmares yet. Once more I saw my family dying in front of me, but I also saw Rocky and his family beside my own. I watched as Rocky slowly creeped up to me and raised his paws out. I tried to grab it, but he yanked it back and slowly got up.

"This is what you did, and you will pay for it" Rocky growled, and jumped at me.

"Stop!" I howled and Rocky froze, falling to the ground. I needed to wake up. The more I dream, the worse it gets. Wake up!

Suddenly, my alarm goes off and I jolt awake in a pool of sweat. I slap myself a few times, making sure I was fully awake. I can't go on like this. This nightmare gets more and more crazy and intense. I howl in anguish in my room, not caring if I woke up the others. Suddenly, I hear pawsteps outside my door.

"Chase, you okay?" Rocky asked.

"Yea, I'm fine" I lied.

"Are you sure? Can I come in?" Rocky asked again. I opened the door and he walked in with a concerned look on his face.

"Chase, you have bags under your eyes and there's a literal pool of sweat on your bed. What's going on here?" Rocky huffed.

"I had a nightmare, that's all" I replied nonchalantly.

"Was it because of my story? I'm sorry if it kept you up. I knew I shouldn't have told you about it." Rocky growled, beating himself up.

"No, it wasn't! It wasn't the story. The truth is…" I started and stared at Rocky who was looking into my eyes. I couldn't tell him the truth, Not yet I can't. I need to think of an excuse, quick. "The truth is that... I... had a nightmare because... uh, of Skye?" I replied.

"What? Because of Skye? I thought you loved her?" Rocky asked, getting more and more suspicious.

"Yea, Skye kept saying bad things about me after the fight, and I guess it caused me to have nightmares" I lied, flinching hard at my own lie.

"That's not like Skye, are you sure?" Rocky questioned and I nodded. "I'll go tell Skye to stop bugging you then."

"No! It's fine, really! You don't have to do that!" I told Rocky frantically.

"If she really did insult you, then it would be right to tell someone, like Ryder" Rocky argued, and walked off.

"No! Wait! Please don't!" I screamed. What have I gotten Skye into?

And the end is here! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I was planning to go one way for the end, but decided to go against it. I hope you like this ending better, and like always, Comment, Grammar, Thanks for Reading!