Season 4 Episode 21: RESCUE KNIGHTS AND THE TOURNAMENT! THE FINAL DUEL BETWEEN ARRBY, CLAW, AND SWEETIE!

August 18th, 2030

The team sat in the stands except for Sweetie and Arrby. Those two pups came in on horses, looking very proud of themselves. "Arrby, when did you learn to ride a horse?" Chase asked.

"Captain Boss Mister Sid and I stayed with a farmer for a few months one time! The two of us learned how to ride horsies back then! It's also where I learned how to coax them, that's how I was able to get them and the royal carriage onto our pirate ship." Arrby explained.

Sweetie gazed at the pirate pup with love in her eyes. "You're quite talented, you know that?" Sweetie flirtatiously giggled.

Arrby blushed and looked away. Both of their steeds whinnied in a snicker like fashion, causing the rest of the team to laugh. "Young love." Skye sighed.

"The two of you dudes make a cute couple!" Zuma chuckled. "I agree!" Rocky grinned.

Sweetie now blushed. If she was human, her cheeks would be rosy red in embarrassment. "H-Hey!" Sweetie shouted.

Trumpets then sounded. "PRESENTING THEIR ROYAL MAJESTIES, KING FREDERICK AND QUEEN ISABELLE OF THE NATION!" Someone announced.

"Barkingburg has a king and queen?" Ben questioned.

"Well, the princess isn't doing any ruling of the kingdom herself, is she?" Sweetie smugly pointed out.

The King and Queen came up with Bethany. "Mother, Father, I'd like you to meet the Rescue Knights." Bethany said.

"Oh? How intriguing. I'd like to see these protectors of Barkingburg myself." King Frederick mused.

"As would I. Such a brave group of people deserves to be rewarded." Queen Isabella agreed.

Ben stood up and bowed. "Thank you, thank you! We're happy to help you and your daughter, Your Highnesses." Ben earnestly said.

The main six pups and Ryder followed suit, bowing to the rulers of the kingdom. The king and queen looked around, as if they were searching for someone. "...Where? I see two people and six dogs. Where are the Rescue Knights?" The queen asked.

"Uh… right here, Your Highnesses." Chase spoke up.

The king looked down with disdain at the German Shepherd. "...Bethany. You…" The king growled.

"You named six canines KNIGHTS?!" The queen shouted.

"...Eight, actually." Beth mumbled.

"ONE WAS ENOUGH! That Claw pup went off the deep end, how do you know that these savages won't go the same way he did?" King Frederick protested.

"Huh?" Marshall murmured.

"What do you mean?" Rubble asked.

"...Don't you dare compare my family to that monster, you…" Ben started to snap.

"We're not like Claw!" Skye interrupted.

"Yeah! Claw isn't like us." Rocky added.

"Claw used to be a good pup…" Sweetie lamented.

"I still doubt these puppies are capable of protecting the kingdom." The king snorted.

"Why don't we show you in the tournament, Your Majesties?" Arrby chimed in.

"The tournament?" Queen Isabella asked.

"We'll compete and show you that we're just as capable as people are of performing knightly duties and protecting the kingdom." Arrby answered.

The king stroked his beard as he considered this. "Hm… well, allowing you mutts to compete will be a spectacle, that's for sure… I'll have the Earl amend the rules to allow you to participate." King Frederick mused.

"He already had, I made him." Bethany piped up.

"Well, the tournament is in about an hour. You two will probably be the only pups participating." The king commented.

"Make that three pups partaking in the tournament." A voice announced.

The group turned their heads to see Claw standing there, and the PAW Patrol immediately pressed their paws to their pup tags, transforming into their Rescue Knight armor. "Claw." Sweetie snarled.

The Doberman raised his paws defensively. "I'm only here to be in the tournament. I'm not here for the Duke." Claw told them.

"Really?! This isn't some sort of scheme that ends with you taking over the kingdom?" Chase scoffed.

"HE KICKED ME OUT." Claw angrily hissed at Chase.

"…He what?" Sweetie asked.

"He abandoned me. He stuck me with a needle, took some of my blood, and then threw me out of the castle. I have NOWHERE left to go. The food that a dog can eat in the Dragon Highlands is scarce. I'm going to win this tournament and win my freedom here back!" Claw howled.

The group looked at each other. "Very well, but if you call your dragon, he will be executed." The Queen threatened.

"Fine. I don't need Sparks to win anyways. Fetch me a horse to ride!" Claw growled.

The knights then began to prepare for the tournament. When it was time to announce the competitors, the Earl began to give a rundown of the participants. "May I present! Sir Howard of Hoppingtown, Sir Nigel of Nikingville! Dame Sweetie of Barkingburg, and Sir Arrby of Barkingburg!" The Earl exclaimed.

"Announce me too!" Claw hissed at the Earl.

"Oh, yes. AND CLAW, THE DISGRACE. BOO!" The Earl shouted.

The crowd started to boo Claw as well, and the former knight glared at the Earl with murderous intent. The tournament then started, with the pups surprisingly outperforming both humans in the tournament at capture the flag, soccer, and archery. "IN A STUNNING UPTURN OF EVENTS… THE HUMANS HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED!" The Earl shouted reluctantly. Cheers were heard from the crowd as they encouraged the pups.

"May the best knight win." Claw solemnly said.

"AS SWEETIE SCORED THE HIGHEST IN ALL OF THE PREVIOUS EVENTS, AND SINCE THERE'S AN UNEVEN NUMBER OF COMPETITORS, SWEETIE WILL AUTOMATICALLY ADVANCE TO THE FINALS OF THE TOURNAMENT!" The King cried out to the crowd.

"Looks like it's down to just you and me, Sir Claw, sir." Arrby courteously said.

"…Arrby, I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't know that you were afraid of fire. I… I know I'm not well. If… if I win, I want to start over and be your friend again." Claw pleaded.

Arrby picked up his lance with his pup pack and swung it around tentatively. "Hey, we're still friends. We just had to fight each other a bit. After the tournament, I'll happily start over!" Arrby told Claw.

Claw smiled as he hopped on his horse and Arrby followed suit. "COMPETITORS, TO YOUR PLACES!" The King shouted.

"May the best knight win. Of course, it's going to be me!" Claw chuckled.

"Don't count your dragons before they hatch!" Arrby giggled before he got on his horse.

The two of them went over to opposite ends of the jousting arena before they nodded their heads. "MAY THE JOUST… BEGIN!" The Earl announced as he blew the trumpet to start the match.

The rules of the joust were simple. The pups would attempt to hit each other with their lances over the course of eight rounds. One point would be awarded for hitting the chest of the opponent, five points would be awarded for shattering a lance, and ten would be awarded for knocking the opponent off of their horse. As the horses ran towards each other, Claw raised his lance and struck it hard against Arrby's armored chest plate, causing it to shatter and netting him five points. "CLAW HAS TAKEN AN EARLY LEAD IN THE FIRST ROUND!" King Frederick announced.

Arrby panted as he recovered from the force of the lance blow. "Come on, knight, do better. Give me a challenge." Claw snickered.

Arrby sighed in happiness as he gazed at the Doberman. The demeaning comment merely bolstered his resolve. As the second pass started, Arrby urged his horse forward and made it go faster, catching Claw by surprise as the dachshund tapped his lance against the chestplate of the former knight. "ONE POINT FOR ARRBY IN THE SECOND ROUND! A GOOD START BUT ARRBY HAS SOME CATCHING UP TO DO!" King Frederick declared.

Claw smirked as the third pass began. "Good, show me what you're capable of." Claw goaded, and the two charged at each other on horseback, with Arrby deciding to go harder with his strike, managing to hit Claw's chest with enough force to shatter his lance.

"FIVE MORE POINTS TO ARRBY! NOW CLAW IS THE ONE WHO'S BEHIND!" The queen exclaimed excitedly.

"Now we have a REAL contest." Claw grinned as the fourth pass kicked off, their equine steeds whinnying as they ran by the fence separating them.

Claw swung his lance, but it was a second too late as Arrby hit him in the chest once more and shattered his lance again. "ARRBY SCORES ANOTHER FIVE, BRINGING THE SCORE UP TO ELEVEN! NOW THAT WE'VE PASSED THE HALFWAY POINT, WE WILL NOW SWITCH FROM ONE AND A QUARTER INCH THICK LANCES TO ONE AND A HALF INCH LANCES!" The Earl shouted.

The lance rows were swapped out, and Claw picked up his lance as he began to growl. This match was about to get red hot! As Claw and Arrby ran at each other, Claw leaned forward and used his pup pack's pincer arms to slam his lance against Arrby as hard as the mechanical arm could manage, which knocked Arrby off of his horse and sent him to the ground. The crowd gasped, and the other pups in the audience were worried. "Dudes, isn't that against the rules?" Zuma questioned, not familiar with the rules of the joust.

"No, it's not. Claw just scored ten points." Ben said.

"What?! Why is there a bonus for knocking the opponent off their horse?" Marshall cried out.

"There's only a penalty if you actually hit the horse, and that's instant disqualification." Ryder remarked.

With the score now 15-11, Arrby had three more chances to take the lead.

Claw scored another point with a gentle tap to Arrby's chest with his lance in the sixth round. The pirate pup got back on his ride and charged forward once more, breaking his lance on Claw's chest plate and getting the game tied up. This was the last round. Score 16 to 16. Whoever scored the next point would advance to the finals. "YAHHHHH!" Claw howled as the horse trotted forward.

"AROOOOO!" Arrby barked as he went straight at Claw, their lances swinging wildly. In one decisive blow, Arrby was flung off his horse's back once more.

"AND WITH THAT, CLAW ADVANCES TO THE FINAL ROUND!" The King shouted.

The team ran over to Arrby and checked over him. "I'm fine, I'm just…" Arrby panted as he recovered from the brutal defeat.

"I'll avenge you." Sweetie promised.

"Thanks…" Arrby chuckled weakly as Marshall carried him to the sidelines.

"Let's get you some food." Marshall told him.

Claw glanced at Sweetie as they got on their horses. "Shall we go begin the final match?" Sweetie asked.

"Eager to lose, just like your boyfriend, are we?" Claw snickered.

Sweetie blushed as she heard this comment. "H-he's not my boyfriend!" The white West Highland Terrier protested.

"You sure act like he is." Claw teased.

"So? What does it matter if I have feelings for him?" Sweetie shouted as they mounted their steeds, pup packs grabbing their one and a half inch lances.

"I just want to make sure that you're happy." Claw answered as their horses began to run down their lanes.

The lances connected, with Sweetie's lance tapping Claw's chest plate and gaining her the first point of the match. "And why should my happiness matter to you?!" Sweetie sneered as the second pass started, the horses charging towards each other.

In anger, Claw swung his lance wildly, shattering it against Sweetie's shoulder armor and boosting his score to five. "Because I love you!" Claw snapped, baring his fangs in fury as they picked up their lances and ran at each other for the third spar.

"What does your love for me matter now? I no longer reciprocate those feelings for you, Claw, not after the royal petting zoo incident! You're selfish and you don't think about what others truly want!" Sweetie exclaimed as she swung her lance with as much force as she could muster, knocking Claw off of his equine ride and pulling into the lead by six points.

"That was the old me! I'm a different pup now! And I don't care if you love me anymore! I just want to see you being happy!" Claw growled as he and Sweetie started the fourth pass, using his lance to knock her off her horse and regaining the lead. 15-11. The lances were swapped from one and a half inch long to one and a quarter inches. "I know I don't deserve to be your partner! Arrby is caring and kind and loyal and his soul is much purer than my own. I think he will be a fine male for you to spend your life with!" Claw announced as he and Sweetie charged at each other, his lance shattering when it came into contact with her armored chest.

20-11. "You've made peace with us?" Sweetie asked before the sixth round began.

"I have. You've learned a lot and you've grown. I don't want to be the bad guy anymore. I just want a life in Barkingburg." Claw answered as they charged towards each other.

"May the best knight win then!" Sweetie declared as their lances shattered each other, causing the pass to have to be redone.

The sixth pass retry ended with Sweetie knocking Claw off his horse, 20-21. Sweetie swung her lance with precision, swiftness, accuracy, and perfect timing, knocking Claw off of his horse in the seventh and the eighth final passes. "THE SCORE IS TWENTY TO FORTY-ONE! SWEETIE WINS THE TOURNAMENT!" The King exclaimed.

Claw sighed as he watched Sweetie get given the golden gauntlet trophy. "Now, I call for the execution of the terrorist and traitor, Claw!" The Earl sneered as he pulled out a crossbow and nocked an arrow in it.

"NO!" Claw shrieked in fear.

His cry of terror reverberated through the air and awakened his sleeping steed, Sparks, who flew to his aid. The six main Rescue Knights ran to get their vehicles as Claw began to glow. "STOP… TREATING ME… LIKE THE BAD GUY… WHEN YOU'RE THE REAL MONSTER!" Claw screamed at the Earl as he transformed into a dragon and breathed fire on the bald man, charring him into nothing but ashes.

"Claw, what have you done?!" Sweetie shouted as she and Arrby ran to the pup-turned-dragon.

Claw turned his head to her with a grim expression on his dragon muzzle. "I vanquished the monster. He won't ever hurt another pup like he hurt me." Claw darkly said.

"Hurt another pup…?" Arrby asked.

"You remember all the bruises and scrapes that I had when we were younger, Sweetie? How I told you that they were from training? That was a lie! The Earl gave me those injuries!" Claw angrily spat, smoke coming from his nostrils.

"He… he what?! Why didn't you tell me the truth? Or anyone else?" Sweetie cried out in horror.

"I DID! I TOLD THE PRINCESS! I TOLD MY PARENTS! AND THEY COULD DO NOTHING TO HELP ME, BECAUSE THIS STUPID KINGDOM DOESN'T TREAT US GIFTED CANINES THE SAME AS THEY DO PEOPLE!" Claw angrily said, slamming his massive paws into the ground.

"Claw, calm down, please!" Sweetie pleaded.

Claw took deep breaths. "I… I can't…! My head… it feels heavy… " The Doberman that had become a dragon groaned.

He let out a loud roar and began to flap his wings before he took to the skies. Sparks also roared as he looked at the crowd. Then, the Rescue Knights appeared, each of them in their vehicles, all of which were in dragon mode. And then… the vehicles began to merge together. Rocky and Zuma's vehicles became the feet and legs, Skye's and Marshall's turned into the torso and head, and Chase and Rubble's vehicles became the arms. It was incomplete without Arrby and Sweetie's vehicles, but it would be able to fight Sparks. "Rescue Knight Megazord, ready for action!" The six primary PAW Patrol pups exclaimed.

"Go and calm Claw down! Once you've knocked some sense back into him, then go get your vehicles and fly them over here to combine them with the others!" Ryder ordered the Dachshund and White West Highland Terrier.

Sweetie and Arrby nodded their heads as they activated the pieces of the Mighty Meteor that were contained in their pup tags. Their paws glowed magenta and black as Sweetie summoned Excalibark from her pup pack, and the two pups flew into the air, chasing after the knight that was once their friend. "Please, Claw! Calm down!" Arrby pleaded as the three of them rose into the skies.

"You turned her against me!" Claw snarled to the pirate pup.

"Sorry, Sir Claw, sir, but you kinda did that yourself." Arrby responded.

"You will not take her from me!" Claw hissed at him.

"Sir Claw, your anger and your lust for power have already done that. You've let the Duke of Flappington twist your mind, until now... now you've become the thing you swore to protect the kingdom from! A bad guy!" Arrby pointed out.

"Don't lecture me, pirate. I see through the lies of the monarchy! I'm not a pussy, unlike you. The Duke and I will bring peace, freedom, justice and security to my new kingdom!" Claw roared.

"Your new kingdom?" Sweetie scoffed.

"Don't make me kill you, beloved." Claw sneered.

"But Sir Claw, sir, our allegiance is to the Kingdom, to Barkingburg!" Arrby protested.

"We won't let you destroy it!" Sweetie exclaimed.

"If you're not with me, then you're my enemy." Claw growled.

"…Then so be it." Sweetie sadly said as a tear streaked down her face.

"FOR BARKINGBURG!" Arrby and Sweetie shouted together as they charged towards Claw.

Claw unleashed a stream of fire at the two mighty pups, but the duo were undeterred: they combined their powers together, mixing their telekinetic and magnetic abilities to divert the stream of fire around them and remaining unharmed. Arrby plucked a lamp post out of the ground and flew at Claw, whacking him in the head with his improvised weapon. The transformed dragon let out a bellow as he felt the impact of the lamp post, attempting to burn Arrby to a crisp with his fire breath. The pirate pup put his reflexes to good use and darted out of the way, while Sweetie snuck up from behind and slashed across Claw's back with Excalibark.

As Claw flailed from the sudden blow, his tail slammed into Sweetie, sending her hurtling through the air. Claw reached out with his dragon arms, flapping his wings as he flew to Sweetie so he could grab her. Arrby tossed the lamp post as if it were a lance or a spear, nailing Claw in the chest and knocking him down. "Come on, Claw!" Sweetie pleaded as she swung Excalibark and sent a golden beam of energy at him, hitting him in the chest and drawing blood.

Arrby flew behind the dragon and saw the glow of the Mighty Meteor coming from the pup pack on the dragon's back. "SWEETIE! I see a piece of the Mighty Meteor! It's in Claw's pup pack!" Arrby yelled.

"How are we supposed to remove it?!" Sweetie asked as Arrby was smacked by one of Claw's wings and thrown backwards, before flying up to regroup with his mate.

"We gotta incapacitate him somehow, then pull the pup pack off of him!" Arrby mused.

Sweetie wracked her head as she tried to think of a way to incapacitate the dragon, then it hit her as she looked in the skies. The white west highland terrier flew up to Claw's head and unsheathed Excalibark, levitating it in such a way that the light from the sun would refract off of the blade and directly into Claw's eyes, blinding him. Claw roared in pain as his vision went pure white, and he closed his eyes, shutting them tightly as he flapped his wings to keep himself aloft. Silently as possible, Arrby and Sweetie flew over Claw's head and to his back, once again combining their powers to pry the pup pack with the Mighty Meteor piece off of his body.

The detransformation was instantaneous, and Claw returned to his normal pup self, unconscious as he plummeted to the ground. Arrby swooped in and caught him, before taking him to the castle infirmary. Sweetie accompanied him, and they draped a blanket over his sleeping form as the royal veterinarians began to attend to him. The two pups glanced at each other and nodded before they ran to their vehicles. The other Rescue Knights needed them if they were gonna defeat Sparks.

The other six pups weren't having as much luck against their dragon. As the team struggled to pilot the Megazord, Sparks sprinted towards them and headbutted the giant robot, knocking them backwards. "Wocky, how do we piwot this thing!?" Zuma frantically shouted.

"Hit the up arrow button!" Rocky replied as he slammed his paw into it, causing the mech to take a step forward.

Sparks snarled as he started rushing towards them for another headbutt. "What's this button do?" Marshall wondered, pressing the fist button and seeing their giant robot throw a punch, which connected with Sparks's snout and sent the dragon flying backwards.

Growling as he got back on his feet, Sparks let out an enraged bellow before charging up a fire blast, his mouth glowing purple. "Uh, I think I got this…? Wings!" Skye cried out uncertainly as she pressed a button that had wings emblazoned on it.

Dragon like wings sprouted from the Megazord's back and spread out before they flapped and protectively covered the chest and head of the giant machine as the fire blast shot from Sparks's mouth, hitting the wings head on. However, they absorbed the brunt of the damage. "Yeah! I think we're getting the hang of this!" Chase cheered. They began to triumph too soon, though, as Sparks began to grapple with them, and the Rescue Knights Megazord struggled to fight back.

Things looked grim, but two blasts made Sparks loosen his grip and two mechanical dragons appeared: one black and one magenta. "Sweetie! Arrby!" The six pups exclaimed happily.

Sweetie and Arrby's dragons transformed into a shield and sword as they merged with the Megazord. Now properly armed, the Rescue Knight Megazord ran forward and ran its sword through Sparks, stabbing the dragon in the left wing. In retaliation, Sparks breathed fire, but the Megazord raised its shield and blocked it. After the stream of flame died down, Chase and Marshall had the Megazord throw the blade like a boomerang, cleaving off Sparks's other wing. Now without the ability to fly, Sparks had no choice but to stand on his hind legs and roar before charging the Megazord. Together, the pups commandeered the combined robot, making it raise its sword and charge it with energy before delivering a final slash that created a beam of power that cut through the red dragon and bisected it, the dragon's top and bottom half separating as it fell to the ground and turned to dust. "DRAGON… DEFEATED! RESCUE KNIGHTS WIN ANOTHER FIGHT!" The eight pups yelled in excitement as they celebrated their victory over the dragon.

As the excitement died down, the Megazord disassembled and the unconscious Claw was taken to the veterinary infirmary where he would be kept under close watch. The King and Queen mourned the loss of their friend, the Earl. The pups had triumphed today… but the threat was far from over.

The Duke of Flappington cackled madly as he poured Claw's blood into a beaker, which then flowed through several tubes and the liquid turned golden as the magic within Claw's blood was purified. It was then poured into the cast of an amulet and soaked in it. Now… the Duke had the power of the Dragon's Tooth, but far stronger. And he would use it to raze Barkingburg to the ground.