Paw Patrol: Separate Ways

(S-2) Chapter 1 "A Warm Welcome"

Ryder stood his ground against the two men in suits, he was worried that they were after his pups but thankfully they weren't.

At least not those pups.

"I'll answer your questions just as long as you tell me your names and why you're here." Ryder persuaded.

"Fair enough. I'm Agent Rich and this is Agent Ramirez, Federal Bureau of Investigation, we're looking into a case about a German Shepherd named Chase, sources say that he was a part of this little posse, so if you have any information regarding it, you have to tell us." Agent Rich stated.

"And if I don't?" Ryder asked.

"Then the Paw Patrol will be shut down, no more funding, no more rescuing cats or whatever you little pups do." Agent Ramirez answered.

Ryder looked at Rocky, who nodded in agreement about the situation.

"Alright, but the pups are coming with me." Ryder stated.

"Of course, the extra help would be useful in this investigation."

"Rich? What're you doing? We can't trust these pups!" Ramirez pulled aside.

"You know what they had, they were close with the Shepherd, they can help us nail this guy!" Rich stated. "Besides, what's a kid and his little pups gonna do?"

"Guess you're right, alright fine." Ramirez agreed. "All of you, in the car."

Ryder hopped in the rather large SUV with the pups as they still had their gear on from earlier.

"Check out the gear, Ramirez, just like Decker's." Agent Rich examined.

"Uhhh, who's Decker?" Marshall asked.

"We'll answer your questions when we get there, it'll be some time before we do however." Agent Rich stated. "Just get comfortable."

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Hours passed as Chase walked around the city, looking for his way back to a place he used to call home, rain started to drizzle down as the pup sighed in annoyance, he wasn't going to dodge the rain by standing directly in it. The pup decided to hunker down under one of those umbrellas that some restaurants have for outside dining.

The Shepherd thought to himself.

Was it really going to be worth it? What if he didn't even make it there before he just bites the dust?

The pup looked through his small duffel bag, noticing the picture of him, Ryder, and the pups huddled together.

"It's worth it." The pup sighed to himself.

He realized that not doing anything wasn't going to help him, the Shepherd decided to keep going, pushing through the rain.

As more time passed, walking through crowds of people, some strays noticed the Shepherd, eyeing his bag.

Chase immediately had a bad feeling, he knew he was being followed but decided to not confront them yet.

After some time, he led them into an alleyway.

"Look what we got here fellas. Hand over the bag, mutt." The lead stray ordered.

"Not a chance." Chase sternly stated.

"I don't think you know how things work here. You don't hand over that bag, there's gonna be an accident, a big bloody messy accident." The leader advised.

"Let's just get this over with." Chase tightened the bag around him as he got into a defensive position.

"Looks like he wants to do this the hard way boys! Get him!" The strays rushed Chase but couldn't land a hit on him, he was too fast for them, he managed to scratch the leader as he got away from the strays.