I'm back once more with another chapter of the Power Inside. I can't seem to maintain a consistent time to write, so uploads may be often or few and far apart. Anyways, I hope you enjoy chapter 8!

I woke up in Jake's cabin resting on the sofa. I yawned and stretched. My head was pounding, leaving me with a massive headache. I groaned as I looked around and found Jake and Everest outside with Ryder and the pups. I needed answers. I opened the door and was greeted by a blast of cold air. I shivered as I walked up to the group.

"Oh, Chase! You're up! How are you feeling?" Ryder greeted.

"I'm feeling fine, just have a small headache" I answered passively.

"We all came after Jake informed us that he found you lying in the snow unconscious. Marshall found nothing wrong with you, so we let you rest." Ryder informed. I was unconscious in the snow? So then what had happened wasn't a dream. I actually used it. I shivered again. I tried to recall what had happened after I stated the command, but my mind was blank, just like the last time. I still had no control over it.

"Chase, you must be cold, let's get you back home where you can rest properly." Ryder suggested as I only nodded. Ryder beckoned that I get on his ATV while he told the pups that he was sending me home. The pups waved goodbye as Ryder drove me down the mountain and back to the comforts of the lookout. After arriving to my room, I noticed that my papers were cleaned up and put back into the drawers, and my crumpled old yellow paper was no longer on my desk, but tucked away in my desk once more. Did the events last night happen? Was it all a dream? Instead of collapsing onto my bed, I headed outside to the room where the fight broke out. Everything was neat and tidy, as though nothing had happened. Now that I thought about it, the pups and Ryder were very calm earlier. Plus, Ryder wouldn't leave me here if the lookout was attacked.

I shook my head. It didn't happen, I dreamed it all up. But then why was I out on the mountain, and why do I have this headache? Then I remembered: Rocky was injured, he had to be in the infirmary. I rushed down and opened the double doors where I found Rocky lying on the bed with a book in his paws again.

"Hey Chase, what brings you here? Do you need something?" Rocky asked when I came in, setting down the book.

"Yes, I was wonder- wait, you aren't surprised that I'm back?" I inquired about Rocky's calm state.

"What do you mean surprised? You never went anywhere last time I checked." Rocky answered.

"So you don't remember anything about a fight going on in the lookout or that I was pupnapped by a gang of wolves?" I questioned further, seeing if Rocky would remember.

"No, I don't think anything like that happened. Then again, I was stuck in here all day" Rocky replied with a giggle.

"You didn't hear any crashes or bangs outside?"

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Chase, if I heard something, I would've said something about it." Rocky stated, getting slightly annoyed at me. So Rocky didn't know. Then was it all a dream? I think I'm going crazy. Nothing happened. I just somehow wandered onto Jake's mountain. I waved goodbye to Rocky as I left the infirmary

"Besides, I'm also a wolf, and I'm sure I wouldn't have attacked the lookout" Rocky called out from the infirmary. I froze in my place as Rocky shouted that detail. Rocky is a gray wolf? The ones that I was "prophesied" to kill off? There was no way that I could kill another team member, especially after what Rocky had to go through with his previous family. I shook my head. Rocky didn't even know about the wolves attacking, and the other pups didn't seem to be very worried about the attack either. I started to question whether or not the attack really did happen. It could've been a dream.

I walked back to my room and lay in my comfy bed. It was nice to be back in my own room after a night of being up in the mountains, and who knows how I got up there. Ryder must have an explanation, but beyond that, I needed to learn how to control my powers. After passing out in the snow, I needed to gain control, or else everyone would be in danger. Then, it hit me: Rocky had a book on powers like mine, he almost nailed it the last time he confronted me about it. Maybe it would also explain how I could control it. I had to get that book.

I hopped out of my bed, stretched, and ran back to the infirmary. I found Rocky asleep with the book on the counter next to him. He was mumbling in his sleep, something about copying and seeing, and was tossing and turning a whole lot. I quietly pawed up to Rocky's bed and gently grasped the book in my mouth, slowly pulling it off the table. The old book tasted putrid in my mouth, and could barely hold back a gag reflex. I left the infirmary as quick as I could before dropping the book and rinsing and gulping massive amounts of water. Man that book was old.

After hauling the crusty book back to my training room, I sat at my desk piled with books and flipped it open. On the first page, it showed a caution statement and the paragraphs were crossed out. All I could make out was "Be wary of the one that sees, the one that knows, be careful of the one that copies and the one that controls." That was what Rocky was mumbling about, what he had found about the pups with powers like mine, I must be one of these, I thought. The one that sees or knows sounds nothing like me, I can barely even remember what happens during my powers. The one that copies also doesn't sound like my power, but the one that controls almost matches. I flipped to the next page where I found multiple pages ripped out, all within the chapter 'caution'. I gasped as I remembered the sheet I was given, the yellow page that foretold my prophecy. I quickly ran back to my room and rummaged through my desk before pulling out the yellow sheet and ran it back to the book. It matched almost perfectly with the tears and rips, meaning that my prophecy and this book were related. I counted 3 additional ripped pages from the book, which meant that the other pups, the seeker, the knower and the copier, most likely also have a sheet with a prophecy.

I dove into the book some more, discovering more about the other powers, describing powers beyond comprehension. The seeker could find anyone with a scent, the knower could reveal secrets with a single touch, the copier could use any ability with a single glance, and finally the controller could manipulate anyone with a single taste. That had to be me. A single taste of blood was all I needed. I ruffled through the pages until I finally found my section. Most of the details were very vague, how all I needed was a taste of some substance and they could control anything I wanted. It wasn't entirely true, I could control anything that was physical, but I couldn't manipulate minds or speech. I read on and finally I found the section labeled 'DANGER!' Finally, something that seemed to be useful. The book described an ultimate move that was invisible to the naked eye, something that could wipe an entire army within a second. The only downside was that the user most likely loses control, and will be drained of any energy they had.

I sat in disbelief. A power that I had that could murder the whole city with was uncontrollable. The section ended with a warning that if encountered, just hope that you were on the pup's good side, else you will be killed. Still not very helpful. I shut the book after reaching the end. Even though I gained a lot of knowledge about the other three powers mentioned, it didn't help me in the slightest on how to control my power. Suddenly, I heard uneven pawsteps outside my door followed by a quiet knock. I opened the door and found an injured Rocky standing there looking quite frazzled.

"Have you seen my book? I couldn't find it anywhere" Rocky asked, panicking a bit.

"I borrowed it to read since I was bored and curious, why?" I responded calmly. Rocky gave a huge sigh of relief.

"It's one of the only books that I was able to save from my old home. I couldn't understand it before since these powers seemed too unreal, but now I can make a good amount of sense from it." Rocky explained. He limped over to my desk and retrieved the book.

"Bleh, it always gives a bad taste in my mouth" Rocky spat.

"Tell me about it" I giggled.

After Rocky had left, I sat back down behind my desk, contemplating what I should do. The book told me nothing about how to help or calm down my power, especially about my final ability. Then, I got an idea. If I possess one of the four powers, then there must be someone out there with the other powers. I need to find them and get help. Finding them wouldn't be an easy matter though, it could take days, weeks, months or even years to locate them. Suddenly, a light clicked in my head. The one who seeks must be Tracker. His power matches the text, the one who can see with a sniff. I had already talked to him about controlling his power, though. He sought Rocky for help. It's possible that Rocky could help me.

I walked back to the infirmary where I expected Rocky to be, but I found the room empty. Where is Rocky? I walked up to his room where luckily I found his door closed. I knocked on the door, and a voice called to me to come in. I entered and I found Rocky with his nose buried into the book, wait, no, a sheet of paper. A yellow sheet of paper. My blood froze. I forgot to take out my prophecy, and now Rocky knows about it.

"Oh, Chase! Look what showed up! A prophecy of some sort, and for the one that controls too! The one that has the least amount of information suddenly has more! Where in the world did it come from?! I need to study it more!" Rocky yipped with excitement and glee. I was teetering on the edge of almost strangling Rocky again. How could I be so stupid?

"So what did you find out about it?" I asked through clenched teeth, holding back the urge to attack.

"It repeats a good amount from the book has already told, but the one phrase I can't seem to let go of is the bond that this pup forms. 'A bond so strong and true,' which is different than what the book stated as being on the pups good side. Does that mean it isn't if you anger the pup, rather if you are his friend or family?" Rocky noted. My anger and frustration melted away. Family. The one that I killed with my power.

"Rocky, I don't think that's correct." I offered, which Rocky dismissed with a wave.

"How would you know if that's correct?" Rocky challenged. I grimaced, holding back from telling him that I had the power, and I knew first hand that it wasn't that way when I killed my family.

"I just have a feeling that it isn't like that, that's all" I lied.

"Well I still think that the bonds of family and friends are important." Rocky restated, standing fast to his view. "Oh, did you realize that Tra- wait, never mind" Rocky started, then held his tongue and dismissed the thought.

"I know about Tracker, Rocky. He's the seeker, isn't he?" I added, finishing Rocky's incomplete thought. Rocky's eyes widened.

"How do you know? Did he tell you?" Rocky asked. I nodded in response. "Then you must know who the knower is too."

"Am I supposed to know who he is?" I asked in confusion.

"It's Arrby! Remember how he revealed that you had a crush on Skye and you had no idea how he did it?" Rocky answered in giddy.

"That's right! I do remember that. Also, I loathe that pup" I replied with a growl after remembering what that pup did to me.

"Now we just need to find the copier and the controller. I think the wolf attack had to be from the controller, none of the other powers seemed to be able to cause the kind of harm the wolf sustained. That also means that the controller is somewhere here!" Rocky yipped, jumping up and down. "I can't believe that there are not one, not two, but three of these pups here! I can't wait to meet them!"

"Yeah, I can't either" I replied blandly. Rocky cocked his head to the side.

"How are you not excited about this? This could be revolutionary! We could - I mean, they could - be famous around the globe for this discovery!" Rocky emphasized.

"Well, what if someone already knows who the one that controls is, and is trying to keep it secret because they are not very happy about their power?" I asked. Rocky gave me a confused face.

"If I had that kind of power, I would use it to help the world, not keep it secret. Wait, do you know how it is?" Rocky asked eagerly.

"Um, sorta?" I answered hesitantly. Rocky suddenly looked as though he was a rocket ship about to take off.

"You have to introduce me! I want to know everything about his power!" Rocky begged, and his injury seemed to not bother him.

"I really can't" I swayed, hoping that Rocky would stop begging. Rocky got down on his knees and looked up at me with begging eyes, and I swore that I could hear Rocky whining. I never saw Rocky so desperate for anything, even when the tech fair rolled around. I sighed.

"Fine. I'll introduce you to him, just get up onto your paws, it's weird to see you like that." I sighed. Rocky sprang up like a springboard and started to blabber like a young puppy.

"You may not like this, but the controller pup is…" I started, and Rocky looked directly into my eyes. I could see the pure excitement and bliss to find another unbelievable pup. "It's me."

Rocky started with a smile, then it slowly formed into disbelief, and then evolved into confusion and finally into curiosity.

"No, it can't be. You? The one that hates using your powers?" Rocky laughed, hoping that I would say that I was joking, but I only nodded. Rocky stopped laughing, and his mouth wide open with disbelief. "Show me."

I took a deep breath and Rocky stretched out his paw towards me, revealing the fleshy paw pad. I slowly dragged my claw against the soft flesh and drew a tiny bit of blood. Rocky winced as I licked my claw. I felt energy and power flow into me, my mind started to become fuzzy. Even a small amount of blood could induce me to lose control. I held my composure as I commanded Rocky to sit, stand, walk in a circle and pick up his desk to move it to another corner, all of which Rocky did to his amazement.

After, I collapsed on the ground, my head still spinning. It was weird how I could control a wild wolf perfectly fine but not be able to control Rocky with a clear mind. Rocky quickly put a cushion under my head as I looked up at him. He looked at me with wonder, and started to ask questions. My vision blurred as I grew tired, and the questions that Rocky asked soon came as ambiguous waves rushing into my ears. Soon, I fell asleep on Rocky's floor.

As I started to wake, I found that I was not in my bed, rather, I was in Rocky's bedroom filled with gadgets and tools. I found Rocky next to me staring deep into my eyes.

"Oh, Rocky! You surprised me! Why am I here?" I asked groggily.

"You passed out on my floor. I brought you here so I could look after you" Rocky replied, which I could tell he had something else on his mind.

"You look like you have more to say" I asked, laughing.

"Well, I do have a few questions. No, a lot of questions, but first, you never answered me. For a pup that hates using his powers, why did you decide to hide this amazing power to yourself?" Rocky asked.

"You don't know what happened to me. I know you said friends and family had protection over my powers, but… but what I experienced was far from what the book had described. Rocky, I killed my family with my power."

It feels nice to finally get back into writing. I had changed the direction I wanted to go, and I'm glad I did. Anyways, Review, Grammar, Thanks for Reading!