The Legion of CLAWS

Prologue

A mid-sized pup sat in a dark location with dim lighting. The dark surroundings matched the pup's darker coloration. Most of his fur was a very dark shade of brown, including a mask-like patch of fur around his orange eyes. His paws and underbelly were more of a light brownish color, and his claws could be visibly seen sticking out of those paws, looking lethally razor sharp to boot. The pup had a black color, which was old and worn. It stood in stark contrast to the glowing space rock hanging from it where a pup tag would normally have been.

"And now. . ." the pup said with a smile as he raised his paw to touch the meteorite, "Empezamos. . ."

Harold Humdinger sat at a desk within his uncle's secret lair in Foggy Bottom Bog, busily drawing away at a set of blueprints, his only light a lamp set up on the desk he was using.

Without warning, Mayor Humdinger himself stepped in with his Kitten Catastrophe Crew in tow. "Harold! I asked you to clean my kitties' litter boxes!"

Harold rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah. You asked me. I didn't have to do it. I've got more important things to do, like perfecting this newest invention of mine."

Mayor Humdinger got so flustered and upset that his face turned red, much to the amusement of the kittens.

"More important things! More important things!? I've been busy trying to find out some way to humiliate Mayor Goodway and those meddling PAW Patrol pups, while all you do is sit around doodling! Now I am ordering you to clean out those litter boxes!" Mayor Humdinger shouted.

"No," Harold said without turning around, sounding more annoyed than anything else.

Steam came out of Mayor Humdinger's ears, and he stomped over towards his nephew. Two steps forward, a black hole suddenly appeared right under his feet. He let out a strangled yell as he fell in, right before it closed behind him. The kitten all mewed in surprise, only for another big hole to open up underneath them, and they all fell in.

Harold finally turned around, and looked at the empty room in confusion. Getting up out of his chair, Harold walked forward and asked, "Uncle? Kittens? Where did you- AHH!"

Another hole opened up beneath him, and in he fell as well.

Within a high-tech garage, the Cheetah worked on her vehicle. The car was raised up high on a hydraulic lift, and she was busy plugging in various plugs to attach gadgets to its underside.

"There. . . this supersonic sound emitter should take care of any disgusting canine opponents!" the Cheetah said malicious, a cruel grin on her face, "Once those pups get an earful of this, they'll regret the day they ever met the- EEEYAAAAAH!"

Down she fell into a black hole that suddenly appeared underneath her.

Within the Palace of Barkingburg, Sweetie the royal pup sat on a pillow across from the Princess of Barkingburg.

The Princess took a sip of tea and said, "Oh what a pleasant cup of tea for a rather pleasant day, isn't it my precious poochie?"

Sweetie held onto a forced yet convincing smile and nodded. "Oh yes indeed, Princess," Sweetie said with a tilt of the head.

The Princess giggled and said, "Well, I'm sure the kitchens are down with our crumpets. I shall go fetch them, my darling little pup!"

The Princess got up and skipped out of the room. As soon as the girl left, Sweetie immediately scowled and said, "Ooh, I cannot stand these puppy tea parties! And I cannot stand being second to that annoying princess!"

Sweetie then reached out and picked up her mechanized squeaky toy frog and whined, "Oh why, Busby? Why must I always be humiliated by that blasted PAW Patrol!"

Suddenly, a black hole appeared underneath the pillow Sweetie was sitting on, and she, the pillow, and the toy all fell down into the hole and vanished without a trace.

In a cavern, Claw walked back and forth as his dragon Sparks lay snoring rather loudly.

"I just. . .don't. . .get it!" Claw said angrily as he marched back and forth, "I have mastered a dragon! No other knight has done such a thing before in Barkingburg history! So why am I not being heralded as the greatest knight that ever lived?"

Claw turned sharply to continue pacing, only to fall right into a black hole that opened up in front of him. The hole closed, silencing his cries just as Sparks began to stir. The dragon blinked his eyes and looked around, only to shrug and go back to sleep.

The Duke of Flappington scowled as he stood holding a bow and arrow. He aimed the bow at a large image of a group photo of the PAW Patrol taped up against a stone wall. He then let the arrow fly, and it stuck Skye right in the nose.

Jean-Claude the eagle sat on his shoulder, and the Duke held out a hand so the bird could take an arrow in his beak and drop the shaft into the Duke's hand. Right as the Duke notched the arrow, a black opened up beneath them, dropping them both down into the hole with a squawk and a yell.

In an abandoned diner in the middle of the desert, Hubcap growled impatiently at Gasket as she welded something on his motorcycle.

"When are those mods gonna be finished! How am I supposed to demolish Moto HQ without those rock launchers I thought of!" Hubcap complained.

Gasket lifted her welder's mask and rolled her eyes. "Oh sure. That you thought of."

Dwayne looked disappointed and said, "Aww, I thought those were for playing fetch with them. Like, one of us launches the rocks while the rest of us fetches them."

Hubcap stomped his paw and said, "NO! We don't play with the Moto Pups! We crush them!"

Gasket muttered under her breath, "Like how you constantly crush your motorcycles with your horrible driving and crashes- EEEEEK!"

Gasket suddenly fell down a black hole that opened up underneath her.

Hubcap's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "What! What's going ooooooooooonnnnnnnn. . ."

After Hubcap fell down a hole of his own, Dwayne shouted, "Hey! Wait for me!" and jumped down after him.

In her lair, Ladybird studied a diagram that depicted the floorplan of the Adventure Bay museum.

"Curses to that little brat Harold and that blasted Copycat!" Ladybird complained to herself, "If it weren't for those two, that meteorite would have been all mine!" She then huffed and glared hard at the floorplan, "How am I supposed to rob this place without superpowers?"

All of a sudden, a hole opened up beneath her, and she fell in with an almost bird-like cry.

Within her news van, Hailey Daily applied make-up to her face and nodded to her reflection. "Okay, time to get out there and find a new story! Maybe a new PAW Patrol rescue. Or maybe even a Mighty Pups rescue! Wouldn't that be great, Mr. Nibbles?"

The cat rolled over in his bed, rolling his eyes and meowing with disinterest.

Hailey walked over and petted her cat, saying with a smile, "Well, we can only hope, right? You just relax here while I work now. See you later, Mr. Nibbles."

The second Hailey left the the van, Mr. Nibbles stood up and said mockingly, "Wouldn't that be great, Mr. Nibbles? I'll tell you what would be great!"

With a flash of light, the cat now stood in his purple supervillain costume. He smiled wickedly and said, "The Copycat finally defeats the Mighty Pups once and for all! That would really be great! Muahahahahah-*ack*cough*. . .hairball. . ."

The Copycat stepped forward, only to fall yowling into a black hole that opened up right in front of him.

Out at sea, the Swashbuckle Sloop sailed onward with its two sole occupants. Sid Swashbuckle stood on deck, looking through a spyglass as he admired a marina full of small private yachts.

"Ooooh, I must have those yachts! All of them! I NEED them more than anything else right now! Yarr" Sid said as he admired the vessels.

Confused, Arrby cocked his head and said, "Really? All of them? But we already have a ship. This one."

"Doesn't matter! I need to have those yachts! Now fetch, Arrby!" Sid insisted with finality.

"But Cap'n Boss Mr. Sid Sir, even if you want a new ship, why do we need more than one?" Arrby asked, still unsure about the request.

"Belay that, first mate! I need a fleet of yachts now! Yarr! Now!" Sid shouted as he pointed towards the marina with his free hand, "Now, set a course for those yachts!"

Before they could get any further, however, a black hole appeared on the deck right underneath them, and both Sid and Arrby fell in.

"YAR! We be going down!" Sid exclaimed and Arrby howled fearfully.

In the outskirts of Puplantis, a lone merpup swam alongside a yellow squid. He scowled as he pressed a set of seashell headphones over his ears, trying to block out the singing of the merpups around the city.

Suddenly, a large black hole appeared in front of him. McSquidly's eyes widened, and he looked to see that his merpup friend Moby was utterly unaware of the black hole in front of him. So caught up in his anger and frustration with the singing, Moby didn't notice the portal that had appeared in front of him as he glared down at the seafloor as he swam.

McSquidly grabbed Moby's tail with a pair of tentacles to pull him back, but it was too late. Moby had already swam headfirst into the black hole, after which he was promptly sucked right in, with McSquidly in tow.

The large group of villains all fell out of their respective holes, landing all around a large oval table in what appeared to be an underground room.

"Bienvenido, supervillains," a confident voice said.

Everyone looked at the speaker, and the sharp clawed dark German shepherd stepped out and took his place at the head of the table.

"Chase?" Sweetie remarked quietly.

The German shepherd's face twitched, suggesting that he heard the royal pup. But he didn't acknowledge it, and instead said to the room at large, "I have brought you all here because we are all amigos, because we all have the same enemigo. We all hate the PAW Patrol, and if we work en junto, we can defeat them once and for all."

Mayor Humdinger had landed hard on his butt, and he quickly stood up flustered and said, "Excuse me! You drop us through some portal without the slightest warning or dignity, and you expect me to work with you? I don't even know who you are!"

"Me llamo Swift," the German shepherd said as he flashed his sharp claws at the Mayor.

"Never heard of you," Humdinger said with a pout and folded arms.

"Neither have I!" the Duke of Flappington scoffed as he dusted himself off, "The very idea that a mangy mutt should treat me in such a way? It's an outrage! How dare you!"

Swift rolled his eyes and tapped the meteorite hanging from his collar. A hole appeared underneath the Duke, and he cried out as he fell through and then fell from the ceiling, landing flat on back hard.

The Ruff Ruff Pack all laughed at this, as did the Kitten Catastrophe Crew. Even Sid and Arrby had to laugh at the Duke's slapstick schtick.

Meanwhile, Harold rubbed his chin as he looked at Swift. "Hmmmm. . .so you have a superpowered meteorite. . . portal powers. . ."

Swift nodded and said, "Si. . .and not just portals. I can also make ventanas. ..One way windows I have used to watch the PAW Patrol, and you all as well without any of you even knowing."

"WHAT!?" Sweetie shouted in disbelief, "You've been spying on me? What right do you have to look in on me as if I were some common pup out in the public!?"

Swift tapped his paws, his claws clicking loudly as he did so, and he said, "After all of your humiliating defeats and failures, don't you think a little spying is worth my asistencia? Face it, you need my help."

Claw scoffed and said, "Oh really? And how could you possibly help us? You don't even have a dragon!"

Swift smirked and said, "Well, let me show how I can help." He then walked to his left, moving around the oval table, passing by Sid, Arrby, and the Ruff Ruff Pack towards the two biologically aquatic members.

Moby was flopping around nervously on the dry stone floor while McSquiddly had crawled into a convenient squid-sized fishbowl Swift had set out for him in advance. The merpup looked nervously up at the approaching German shepherd and said, "Stay away from me!"

Swift chuckled to himself and shook his head. "Moonlamp, on. Ruff-ruff!" he barked out.

A standing lamp slightly behind Moby switched on, bathing Moby in shimmering light. Swift then stepped over to Moby, who raised his paws to defend himself. Swift simply slapped his right forepaw against Moby's left forepaw, and with a flash of light, Swift's fish tail transformed into a set of normal land pup legs.

Moby gasped and exclaimed, "I'm a land pup again!"

"I studied the light of the Magical Mer-Moon, and created a lamp that creates light identical to it," Swift explained, "Moonlamp, off. Ruff-ruff!"

Moby jumped onto his feet and laughed, wagging his tail and shouted, "Yes! Yes! I'm a land pup and I'm gonna stay a landpup! Take that you stupid merpups!"

The Copycat, from the other side of the table, rolled her eyes and said, "Take that you stupid merpups. So what? You gave a merpup some legs and you can make holes. Why do we need you?"

Swift jumped onto the table and turned to Copycat, and he said, "You need me because I have something none of you have! In all honesty, I'm more of a jack of all trades. I'm not a super genius like Moby or Harold, but I can come up with clever ideas, such as the moonlamp I just showed you. I'm not a gadget expert like Gasket or the Cheetah, but I do know my way around a toolbox. Even my superpowers are a bit limited."

Harold leaned forward a bit and said, "I wouldn't call portals limited. I wouldn't mind having powers like that."

Swift turned to Harold and said with visible annoyance, "I can't travel through my own portals. I can't make them any bigger or smaller than they currently are. I also can't close them until whatever's inside them falls out and I can only make one entrance and exit at a time. Uy! The point is that my main skill is planning and tactics. Strategy. Figuring out how to lead a team to victory."

"Ooooh no!" Ladybird shouted, "I am not doing this again! I tried working with Harold and that annoying cat, and it was a nightmare!"

"That's because you had no plan and no direction!" Swift shot back at the woman, a fierce growl in his voice, "You three were never going to get along. That's why you need me to group you villains up in a way where you won't fight."

"That's why you need me," Copycat said mockingly, "Oh, please! Why do you get to be in charge? I'm waaaay smarter than any dog. And I'm the most powerful supervillain here!" He jumped up into the air and floated in a pink glowing tornado, and her forepaws glowed with red fier energy. "I have six powers! SIX! As long as everyone listens to me and does what I say, I can easily tell them exactly how to not only beat the PAW Patrol," he then landed back onto the table and posed stylishly with a smirk, ". . .but make me look good while they do it!"

Hubcap slapped the table with his forepaw and shouted, "Yo! I ain't ever gonna let some cat tell me what to do!"

"Relajas, Hubcap. He's not el jefe. I am," Swift said to the irate French bulldog. Swift then turned to the Copycat and said with a fierce look in his eyes, "Listen to me. . .I will not allow my plans to fail for any reason. Including arrogant cats. So I'm warning you right now, if you don't just hold your tongue and follow my orders, then I will tell the entire world your secret identity. ¿Comprende, Señor Nibbles?"

The Copycat was speechless.

"WHAT!?" Mayor Humdinger shouted in disbelief, "The Copycat is Hailey Daily's pet cat!?

The Copycat blinked his eyes once, then hung his head and sighed. "Okay. . ."

Swift then laughed and said, "¿Qué pasa? Don't be sad. Don't you know that this entire plan depends on you?"

The Copycat's head shot back up and his ears popped up as well. "It does?"

"Si, si!" Swift said with a nod, "You are the estrella of the whole operation. But we'll get to that later."

Swift turned and walked back to the head of the table. He then turned and addressed the table at large, "Well then, our team is the perfect size for taking down the PAW Patrol once and for all. All we need is a perfectly timed plan meant to divide those pups and then conquer them. And I have that plan. I'll give you the rundown quick, and then we'll hammer out the small details. First off; Sid, Arrby, Moby, and McSquiddly will attack Puplantis and create chaos. They'll also kidnap Skye's cousin Coral to really cause a panic."

"Its treasures shall be all mine!" Sid shouted enthusiastically.

Moby rubbed his paws together and said, "Yes! All I have to do is add my genius to that plan, and I'll finally be able to raise it to the surface so it'll be free from their annoying singing once and for all Muah-ha-ha-ha!"

"Next; Sweetie, Claw, Sparks, Ladybird, and Jean-Claude will attack Barkingburg Castle, making sure to kidnap the Princess," Swift said.

"As long as we don't hurt her, that's fine by me," Sweetie remarked as she lay down on her pillow while petting Busby with her left forepaw.

"Por supuesto," Swift replied, "Third; the Cheetah and Harold will attack the jungle. There's a tribe of monkeys there led by a monkey queen named Mandy. We'll need to cage that monkey as soon as possible."

The Cheetah sat up straight and said, "And I can build my racetrack there after we've won!"

"Again, por supuesto," Swift said with a nod, "Fourth, the Ruff Ruff Pack, Mayor Humdinger, and the Kitten Catastrophe crew will invade Adventure City and go on a looting spree. Also, there's a long haired dachshund there named liberty. She needs to be captured as soon as possible."

"WOO-HOO! Roadtrip!" Dwayne howled joyfully.

Mayor Humdinger stroked his mustache thoughtfully and said, "Hmmm. . .Adventure City. . ."

"I know what you're thinking, Humdinger," Swift said slowly, "And yes, I could easily see, in another reality, you becoming its mayor through some sneaky underhanded means. But you'd probably end up letting the power go to your head and screwing it all up so badly that the PAW Patrol is actually forced to finally arrest you. You are muy muy lucky this is not that reality."

Humdinger frowned and said, "Wait it, dog. If we're going to be working together, then you owe me some respect."

Swift nodded and said, "Lo siento. You're right about that. Please just trust me and we will all be fully satisfied and content once this is all over and we have succeeded."

"HEY! What about me!" shouted the Duke, "How dare you skip over me like I don't even exist! Do you know who I am, you filthy mutt!"

Swift didn't even bother turning to look the Duke's way as he replied, "I've watched you. I've seen what a failure you are. You can't even pilot your own vehicles, you steal all the credit from your eagle. Not to mention you're a backstabber and work horrible with others. So I think it would be best if I just kept you locked in a jail cell for the time being. Goodbye, Duke. I'm sure Ladybird will take good care of your eagle. . .and your eagle drones for that matter."

Another hole opened beneath the Duke, and he cried out in rage and dismay as he fell in. Jean-Claude looked down in surprise at the spot where the hole was, slightly surprised to see his master so easily disposed off. However, Ladybird was suddenly right at his side and carefully stroked his feathered head.

"Well, well, well; aren't you a fine, handsome specimen!" Ladybird said, completely smitten with the noble looking bird of prey, "What great plumage! What strong, powerful talons you have!"

Jean-Claude couldn't help but smile, appreciative of the compliments and gentle pampering. He decided that the Duke would be fine for a couple of days. The timeout would probably do him good, anyway.

Swift looked at his team and said, "This is a great day for all of us. For today, we come together to defeat the PAW Patrol as the Legion of CLAWS!"

Author's Note: I wanted to create a Legion of Doom type scenario for the PAW Patrol. I needed a leader for it, so I decided to use an early famous PAW Patrol villain OC for it, namely Swift, a Hispanic German shepherd created by Lancewing. He's the perfect character to lead all of the villains in this scenario. I've got some big plans up ahead and I hope you enjoy it.