Could she be the one? ( Paw patrol fanfic )

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 of  50, commence!

Third Person POV: 

A familiar canine jolted up from her doze, startled by the sudden deafining noise that came from her left. Her eyes squinted to adjust to the light, carefully blinking. "Huh?" She said with a raspy voice due to the time of not using it. Then it Hit her. The events played in her head like a video. She looked to her left, expecting to see someone watching her, but no one. A single tear rolled down her cheak as she thought something that was not even true.

Did they abandon Ronda because she was a handfull?

She slowly stood up, and shivered. 'Maybe I should take my blanket with me...' She thought. She grabbed her purple blanket. Her fotsteps and faint breathing were the only sounds in the room. It was all quiet. All too quiet...Until a police siren went off, startling poor Ronda. She waited for the deafining noise to fade. Something caught her eye. Something blue. Her full body turned to the object, reavealing that it was Chase's beanie. Ronda started walking towards it, without thinking. Her eyes focused on the object, she reached it, and pulled it off the hook.

Her eyes followed every single detail on the piece of cloth. She shook her head, snapping her out of her bizzare trance. She dropped it. She then immediatly ran out of the tower. Blanket in her mouth she ran. 

Until she reached the forest, she dropped down sweating, and parched. She looked around, wondering where her idiotic mind had taken her to. 

In the middle of nowhere.

She was... Lost.

She curled up into a little ball, shivering even with the warm blanket on her. She then stayed completely still. She heard a voice...Two voices.

"Ah, come on ya coward, theres no stupid ghosts."

"Ha! Says the one who jumped into my arms when they snapped a twig!"

"Ugh, shut up."

"Well at least we are catching dogs for good."

That sentence stabbed through Ronda's timid little heart, making her shake in fear. One instinct told her to run away, the other told her to stay where she is. She then could make out to human figures, walking not far from her. 

"Wait, Tony, is that a dog?"

"It is!" 

The figures got close and closer, making Ronda's hearbeat increase by each step. "Come here, little doggy, I got a treat for you!" the taller person who Ronda assumed was Tony. He actually had a treat in his hand as he pulled it closer to Ronda's face. It was fresh beef, Ronda's faviroute type of meat. Her stomach emerged a low growl, licking her lips. ' Dont do it Ronda!' One voice in her head. 'Ah do it, you'll snatch it and run away.'Said the other. Ronda followed the second voice and snatched it. Though, how fast she ran, she got hooked arond her pelt. The metal rod pulled on her throat, suffocating her.

Ronda tried to wriggle her way out of it, but it only seemed to get tighter. Then she let it out...  She put her mouth in an oval shape and screamed the words as loud as she could: HELP!

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                                          With Ryder and the Pups.                                                                                                          _____________________________________________________________       

Chase perked up hearing a loud voice, calling: Help. "Ryder sir, I hear somone in the forest calling help!" He said as he tugged on Ryder's pants. "Ok, Chase, let's go. Sorry, Katie, someone needs our help." Ryder said as he winked. "Okay, Ryder, see ya later!" Katie said as she giggled. 

Tbh....

Hey! I'm so happy i updated, yet again, i'm so sorry i never updated this book for a while :]