Only you | Chase x Sweetie Fanfiction

C24: Power of me

"What did you say?" Sweetie said, looking at him.

"You won't find him in a million years. And by that time he will slowly rot in the cage together with Skye." Tracker laughed. "Maybe they will-"

The sound of falling speaker drives echoed throughout the whole room. 

"Got tired of your talking. Come out here and fight like a proper dog!" Timur shouted as Tracker walked away from the place behind the wall.

"We need to find Chase and Skye," Sweetie said. "Now."

Sweetie looked around for something looking like a gate, door, or trapdoor. Nothing was visible to her.

How how how...Skye was one of the pups radiating a special scent, which Sweetie tried to remember from her head, but with no luck. And catching Chase's scent has failed too. She looked around again, and she saw chained up Rubble, Sid, and Claw next to Ryder.

"Do you think you could turn off the lights?" Sweetie asked, as Timur nodded, and shoot down the light bulbs. 

Sweetie slowly closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. 

The bits and drips of power from you, give the all you can, to find me my beloved.

As she finished, her paws glowed in a bright white color, and she levitated slightly up, a small gush of wind blew through her fur. 

Oh yes! Sweetie suddenly immediately caught the scent of her partner and pointed towards it.

"There." She said, still with her eyes closed. After that, the only thing that was heard was a loud bang, and bricks falling onto the ground.

She slowly descended down to the ground and opened her eyes.

"They should be the- oh." She instantly paused, as a bunch of guards came out of god knows where. They were armed and held the weapons made for Barkingburg's guards.

What now? These weap- "Hello boys." Timur walked closer to them. "Mind if we walk through?"

No one replied, and Sweetie mentally facepalmed. The guards put their swords in attack positions and started moving closer to him.

"That's a no?" He chuckled and ran towards them. In mere moments every guard was on the ground, taking the last breaths of their lives as their own blades were stuck in either their throats or right through the chest.

Sweetie didn't want to tell him anything, so she just walked passed them and into a larger room, where she immediately saw Chase, hanging down from the ceiling in chains.

"Chase!!!" Sweetie ran towards him, and she immediately noticed he was unconscious. "Oh no, what have they done to you?"

"The same that will happen to you." They heard behind them. 

It was Tracker, who finally came out of his hiding spot, and on his back was a large laser gun. 

"How many weapons you all are going to use on us?" Sweetie asked, clearly irritated by everything at this point.

"Everything, if you won't stop," Tracker said. "Yield, and I will let them go."

"Yield to you? You must be crazy. I'm not someone who you can order around." Sweetie started. "I gave you a chance to leave them, and us alone by coming here almost alone."

She took a few steps closer to him.

"So you think I can be ordered around? This all started because I was ordered around! I didn't kill you because I gave you a chance to stop all of this." She said.

"That's a lie! There's no way YOU can kill me." Tracker laughed.

Sweetie's paws started glowing in radiant purple color now, and she again took off the ground. Tracker, despite being scared, didn't walk back to safety. He just stood there.

And that ended him.

A large needle-shaped object penetrated him, ripping his throat and other organs, and coming out of his tail.

"I told you I am not someone that can be ordered around."