As they moved farther down the old warehouse, Liberty led the team through a series of twists and turns before ending up inside a small storage unit located at the end of the warehouse. It wasn't big, and it didn't have any windows or anything other than a large door that the team was able to break down fairly easily by tackling it enough to knock it off of its hinges, hoping to find some general supplies to clean their gear off with.
Instead, the storage was filled with crates and boxes upon boxes of ammunition stacked up neatly against the walls of the unit, along with some stains of blood on the walls and floor of the unit that were only visible when the team shined the flashlights attached to their weapons onto it due to how dark the entire warehouse is. There had been some kind of battle in the entire warehouse, but that didn't surprise the team. After all, all of Adventure City is basically nothing more than just another battlefield right now.
"What the fuck? This place looks like a war zone!" Rocky exclaimed as everyone took note of the various marks on the walls and floors, shining their flashlights around. The whole warehouse was covered in dust, dirt and blood, with bits of splintered wood lying scattered around, and broken weapons littering the area.
"No kidding, let's bunker up in this building and wait for morning to come around. We've been running on next to no sleep for a while and if we're going to find our missing friends, Marshall and Everest and survive the upcoming battles against the Cobalt Order, we need to be well rested." Ryder suggested as the rest of the team nodded in agreement as they gathered their things and began heading deeper inside the warehouse to settle in for the night, trying to ignore the explosions and other various sounds of warfare that echoed around them in Adventure City. They could only hope that wherever Marshall and Everest are right now in this battlefield, they're in a safe place. But that was unlikely, and the team knew that. But right now, hope was all they had. And they had to desperately cling to whatever fragments of hope they could find in a situation like this.
Because if they didn't have hope, none of them would make it out alive from the battles that were ahead of them. So they had to cling onto it and hold it as tightly as possible until they were given the strength and courage to overcome everything that was thrown at them. No matter what.
It didn't take long for the team to settle down in the abandoned warehouse, each member taking their sleeping bags that they used for nights that they slept outdoors while they were in Adventure Bay. It was a reminder of the peaceful lives they once lived before everything with Marshall and Everest's pasts came forward; of course none of that was their fault, but it was undeniable that the horrors of their past coming back affected a lot more than whatever was left of any sanity everyone had left.
All of their past experiences have made them realize that they cannot afford to lose themselves in the same madness and despair that plagued their memories for years, because the moment they lose their sense of self, the others around them lose theirs as well. They can't allow that, no matter what. They have to stay strong and hold onto themselves until they have regained their senses, even though it may seem impossible. If only they knew why they were losing themselves like that, what was causing them to fall into that abyss. What they had to fight through to be truly safe.
Or maybe it was just fear that drove all of these things in them. Fear of losing themselves like it did with their past selves; of having to endure everything and never feeling safe ever again in Adventure City or anywhere else in the world. They have already gone through too much to feel safe, there was nothing left for the team to do but to fight until the end now.
Because there is truly no turning back anymore; there isn't any going back to how life was before everything went haywire, the past that they can't stop living, because they can't stop thinking of it as part of who they are. And there is no way back to a future of blissful ignorance, and happiness again, but everyone had accepted that. For now, they had to find Marshall and Everest, and the other pups the two of them were fighting alongside.

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PAW Patrol: Blazing Avalanche || FF Book Three
FanfictionThis story is a sequel to Paw Patrol: Frozen Fire. It's been a few days since Marshall and Everest faced their traumatic past involving Ruben and Butch head on alongside the rest of the Paw Patrol and their closest friends in Adventure Bay. Ever sin...