Paw Patrol: The Hunger Games

Letting go

Sylvia and Claw sat in a tree as two dogs started to set up camp early in the morning looking to sleep after a sleepless night.

Claw and Sylvia made eye contact. Claw raised up a knife and pointed at Sylvia. She picked up hers and pointed at it causing Claw to nodded.

He did a half jump and pointed down at the two dogs. One was a unbelievably big Cane Corso and the other was a much smaller Rottweiler but still bigger and stockier than your average dog.

Sylvia looked wide eyed at the two and looked back at Claw nodding her head not wanting to have anything to deal with the two giants. Claw rolled his eyes and silently climbed down to another branch.

She unwillingly followed trying her best to not get killed. She looked with shivers down her spine as they sat 10ft above their heads.

Claw shook his back like a jaguar ready to jump onto its prey. Sylvia silently shook her head and mouthed every word that meant no in the English dictionary.

Claw launched himself down towards the Rottweiler missing miserably. They quickly grabbed and pinned Claw ready to beat him to a pulp.

"Damnit." Sylvia mumbled as she jumped off closing her eyes midway down.

The slick sound of the blade entering something whispered through the air. "AGGGHH." The Rottweiler yelled as he let go of Claw and reached for his neck.

Claw escaped from the Corso's grasp and Sylvia started rubbernecking to the Rottweiler.

A low growl came from the dog almost 3 times Sylvia's size. She turned around to see Claw getting flung into a tree.

The Corso picked up a nearby branch and shoved down his throat. He gagged not being able to do anything against the overwhelming strength.

The Corso snapped his neck and turned to finish off his partner. She was nowhere to be seen.

Boom!

*Gasp* Marshall jumped up from his sleep and putting his paw on his chest. He looked into the air and saw that the Corso added another kill to his name. A nice looking Doberman was the victim to a broken neck.

"He's on a tear." Marshall mumbled as he looked left to where Gasket should be. His eyes widened as he instantly stood up. "Gasket!" He called out not caring for what the consequences could be.

"Gasket!"

He looked at the ground to see if there was any prints that could help him. He walked into an open field where a crate with a parachute was. "What the?" He mumbled as he watched it from a far.

He ignored it and continued his walk for another 20 minutes. The sun slowly rose above the trees sharing its rays and lightening the area.

Marshall jumped in his spot as another boom went off. He fell to his knees at what he saw. He dug his head into the ground and tears fell from his eyes like a waterfall. "AGGGHHHHHH"

He curled his paw up and slammed it onto the ground. "WHYYY WHY WHY!"

He inhaled and wiped off the tears and snapped his head up to the killers.

It was a female husky somehow wearing a beanie. He scanned through the board and felt slightly more at peace. Her cause of death, stab through the heart which meant it should've been fast.

Pictures and memories flooded his eyes, then the drive to the government building and signing himself up.

He turned back around and ran to the crate in the middle of a field. The metal door slip open with ease as Marshall pulled out a backpack and shoved it with food and water. Next to it was a sword and small dagger.