(S2-C14) Neglected Revenge

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Everest tiredly opened her eyes, slightly confused about when she had fallen asleep. For some unknown reason, her head was in extreme pain, so much so that she had trouble even thinking straight. "M-Marshy?" She whispered as she sat up, assuming he would be next to her.

Instead, the husky received nothing in response. At first, she realized it was probably because she was outside still, so she rubbed her eyes and got a better look at her surroundings. But that's when she realized she wasn't even at the lookout, instead, it seemed like she was in some old warehouse.

Everest was starting to get scared, realizing she wasn't at her home. She had no clue what was going on or where she was. But she was alone, and her being alone was only half the issue. She knew if she was alone, that meant Marshall was too, and she was of course concerned about him. If he wasn't with her or at least knew she was safe, it wouldn't end in his favor.

"H-hello? Is anyone there? Marshy?" She called out. She sat there in silence waiting, hoping to hear anyone, but naturally, the only one she really wanted to hear was Marshall. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like she was getting what she wanted.

Starting to realize that no one was there to help her, Everest went to the door, but no matter how hard she pulled or pushed, it wouldn't open. It was locked. By now, it felt like her head was spinning. None of this made any sense. One second she was about to go to sleep with Marshall, then the next she's trapped in some unknown building.

"Something wrong?" Someone asked. The husky stopped struggling, paralyzed with fear. She knew exactly who that voice belonged to, it was one she hadn't heard in a while, yet it always provoked the same feeling. Everything was slowly starting to make sense now, but that didn't make it any less frightening.

"Y-you....What do you want? If you're about to ask me to go back with you, I-I won't, especially after what you've done." Everest whimpered nervously. Just as she figured, a larger, darker husky walked up to her, wearing a devilish smirk on his face.

"Oh please, I've moved on from that. I have different plans now. And don't say that like I've done much to you. I mean, you're still alive, aren't you?" Damian taunted, trying to get under her skin as much as he could. It was working.

"Shut up. Y-you've done more than you could imagine." The female snapped, thinking of all the pain he had caused for Marshall. She knew there should be no way he'd know about it, but it was something that had permanently changed the dally's life, and it was by no means a good change.

"You sound like you're trying to hide something." The darker husky observed as he got closer to Everest, who had forced herself into the smallest corner she could fit in. Unlike last time, she knew how easily she'd lose in a fight, and she also knew how big of a risk Marshall was at. The fear in her mind had completely taken over her body, not to mention it seemed like Damian was on to her. "Like...Marshall's PTSD, perhaps?"

Everest felt her heart drop the second she heard his words. Somehow, he knew about her love's biggest weakness, and in a way, her's as well. The dally meant everything to her, so naturally, she would do anything to protect him, especially in the state he was in now.

"H-how do you know about that? A-and, why should that matter?" She questioned worriedly, her tail slipping between her legs in fear. Damian smiled at her but didn't answer immediately, as if trying to think of a response.

"Let's just say, I have some help. I've gotten rather close with someone who knows a lot more about the Paw Patrol than I do. And as far as why Marshall's condition matters, well, you'll see sooner than later." He responded, moving away from the husky.

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