Facing Fears

Chapter 2: Run Away!

Rocky's POV

Three Days.... I haven't eaten in three days because I was heartbroken. People tried to give me food but, I politely denied it. People started to worry about me and that I might die if I don't eat. But to be honest what's the point. I'm already gonna die might as well be today. I laid their on my old pupbed and did nothing. Until I heard barking and whimpering from the alleyway. I got up and went to see what was going on because it sounded like a pup getting hurt. I turned the corner and hid behind a big pile of garbage. I see a small young pup with gray curly hair, and he had dark brown eyes and I can tell he was young. Then right next to him was a mean looking old and wrinkly guy with a big van that says "Dog Catcher" I know exactly who that was! That was the person that killed my two older brothers!! I saw a name tag on his shirt that says "Mr. Faint" The man was trying to grab the little pup, but he kept running around and around, he seemed pretty fast for a young pup because he wasn't getting captured. I knew I had to do something, so I did a barking noise in the alleyway, and sure enough Mr.Faint heard.
"Your not worth my time you runt" said Mr. Faint as he ran out of the alleyway to find where that bark came from. I quickly walked over to the young pup who was still shivering and afraid. I walked up to him and greeted myself.
"Hi my name is Rocky, what's yours?

"H-Hi M-My N-Name is Tiny"

"So where is your owner?" Rocky Replied

"I don't have an owner, I'm a street pup" said Tiny.

"So am I" Rocky replied.

Until we heard footsteps coming from the alleyway again. I quickly turned around to find Mr.Faint again.

"Hehe Two Puppies for the price of one, both of you are coming with me."

At that moment he tried to grab both of us but we quickly dodge the attack. Then I screamed "RUN!!!!" Me and Tiny scattered away but the Catcher did not give up and ran after both of us. We tried a best to run as fast as we can, but the catcher has long legs so he's catching up pretty quickly. I looked back and he was right behind us, I reacted quickly and told Tiny to split up. So I went left while Tiny went Right. We both ran as fast as we can, and I was scared to look back but, when I did I felt to cold, wet hands wrap around my body. I squirmed but he held a very tight grip on me. I couldn't escape I didn't know what to do. The Catcher held me to his truck and threw me in a cage. The catcher quickly went in his truck and turned the engine on. I looked down as I started to tear up. Then I saw a figure at the window. It was Tiny. I waved goodbye to Tiny, he said
"Rocky Thank you for Everything!!! I will find a way to help you!!! Anyway possible!" Tiny Screamed

I looked up with happiness. I know I'm in Depression but at least I helped someone today. The trucked started to leave and I was on my way to a dogs worst nightmare. Full of untamed dogs and dirty beddings but, how is that different from where I started. Probably gonna die in here like my older brothers. Well this is the end, time to go to hell. Otherwise known as...... The Pound.