Chapter six: The End

Chase was tossed up into the container, and when he came back down to the floor it move slightly. Studying it closer for a moment, he realized it was set up kind of like that of a treadmill. The armored harness clasped around him and he knew what he had to do. He tested the floor to see if it would roll like the tread of a treadmill; the movement that resulted gave him the answer he was hoping for.

"Alright Harold..." Chase murmured to himself. "You want power... You got it!" Chase then proceeded to run on this tread and began to build up speed. Faster and faster and faster he ran, a mental speedometer entering into the yellow zone and he pressed harder and harder. The robot began to twitch and quake, the energy levels on the screen inside of it rising higher and higher. Chase was pushing himself nearly to his limit; but, still, he encouraged himself faster. That speedometer fully in the red zone, soon to break. Chase was beginning to glow the blue of his paws, enveloping his body and emanating in the form of a bright light. Chase let out a strained yell as the light burst, blinding all of them.

The light died down a moment later, everyone looked to see the robot laying decapitated on the ground. The shield around them gone and Harold dizzily recovering himself from the crash. The screens inside it were all black and powerless, Harold frowned and grumbled to himself; he had been defeated... again. As the pups drew closer, they gasped. Chase was laying inside the container, out cold; part of the container was bent out of shape open to them. The energy cuffs that held Ryder to the balcony finally dematerialized, and he jetted down to them. Jake lifted Chase out of the broken glass and bent metal, Ryder and the pups at his side. Each one of them fearing the worst...

Chase coughed a couple times coming back into consciousness, his body aching and his vision slightly fuzzy. The sensation on his body though was different and he realized he wasn't wearing his super suit anymore. Instead he was draped in his soft, sheriff star blanket. Blinking away the blurriness, he sat up; only to meet two deeply concerned blue eyes. Chase was startled by this and shot backwards. Laying flat on the ground, he peered up again, and realized it was just Marshall.

"Oh, hi Marshall." Chase sighed a bit hoarsely, as he sat up again. "What-.. happened?"

"You saved the day." Ryder answered, from where he sat next to the pup bed he'd been sleeping on.

"I did?" Chase asked, half surprised that his hunch was proven to be correct.

"You sure did, dude!" Zuma cheered proudly. "Harold's robot was totally knocked out after...whatever you did."

"We took down the shield system Harold set up around the Lookout, and then we had Harold cleanup his mess and hauled away the busted up robot.

"Really? But- how long was I out?" Chase asked, suddenly afraid to know.

"You've been out since yesterday..so- not long." Rocky reassured him, seeing the panic in his eyes.

"Oh." Chase sighed, relief washing over him.

"Yeah, you're good, dude." Zuma added, gently thumping the German Shepard's back.

"We were kinda worried about you there for a little while, though." Rubble spoke up. "After what happened yesterday, we were afraid you were really hurt."

"Well- I feel fine, I..think." Chase said, looking down at himself. "A little tired though." He had to admit, the heaviness on his body clearly affecting him, as he hopped back up onto the pillow.

"Tired? You looked exhausted, dude." Jake commented, studying the pup closer. "All that running really tuckered you out."

"Wait! So...what happened to the meteor?" Chase realized. "Did we get it back?"

"Yep." Rubble confirmed. "But..." the bulldog sheepishly looked away.

"What? What is it?" Chase stammered, a little worried now.

"The meteor's power is gone again." Rocky sighed, dropping his gaze.

"And we don't think it's coming back this time." Marshall finished in a slow, soft voice.

"Oh." Chase's gaze fell again. "And our powers?" He peeked up at them slowly. The pups quizzically looked around at each other.

"Actually we haven't tried to find out." Rubble said, half realizing this fact for himself.

"I guess we just figured, since the meteor was damaged, we wouldn't have our powers anymore." Marshall guessed. Chase stood up in surprise.

"How damaged?" He asked.

Chase and the pups stepped out of the Lookout doors and were met by the meteor sitting on its rolling cart on the concrete driveway. The giant space rock looked a rugged black, especially the cracks along which the glow had once been. The rock's surface was now rough and scratchy, almost like that of a fossilized volcanic rock. The dry, holey surface was fairly different from its previously smooth face; it looked totally different than the last time he'd seen it just a day or two earlier.

"Woah." Chase breathed, stepping toward it. Placing a paw to it, the surface was dead cold; he could feel the lifelessness within it. It was truly spent, ne'er to glow again. Chase dropped his head; the meteor was fully depleted, probably taking their superpowers with it. He closed his eyes sadly; then after a moment, opened quickly them again. He stepped back and crouched down; summoning his super speed. Everyone was amazed, when he took off in a streak of blue and returned seconds later; after circling the Lookout once.

"Woah." They gasped together. Seeing this they all tested their paws to see if they would glow. And low and behold they all lit up, Skye swirled up into a whirlwind and Rocky's energy tools showed up.

"No way!!" Zuma gasped.

"How is this possible?!" Skye breathed, looking at Ryder. The boy wore a quizzical look on his face; taking out his pup-pad, he held up the screen to Chase, and the pups standing around him.

"Pups! It looks like the power of the meteor is still inside you." Ryder gasped, peering around his device; almost unable to believe it himself. A cascade of 'woahs', 'cools', and 'no ways' rippled amongst them.

"So our powers are here to stay?" Rocky asked hopefully.

"It sure seems that way." Ryder confirmed, slipping his pup-pad back into his pocket; an unmistakeably proud smile on his face.

"Cool!" Marshall grinned, but that smile was short lived as he thought more on it. "Wait, how is that possible?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well Chase seems to be glowing a little more then the rest of you pups were." Ryder said. "I think when he got hit with it a couple days ago the meteor's power was transferred to Chase because of it."

"So..." Rubble answered slowly.

"So it means that the meteor's power was drained from it and given to Chase, and the rest of you pups." Ryder explained.

"So-.. Chase is the meteor now?" Rocky recapped curiously.

"Something like that." Ryder shrugged. "And as long as the power stays within you... your powers will too."

"Cool!" The pups cheered.

"Guess we're still the Mighty Pups." Marshall smiled.

"And I, for one, am mighty glad about that." Chase beamed, smirking. And everyone shared a long happy laugh. After all that had happened, it was a huge relief to finally be able to laugh again. Nothing felt greater than to smile and be happy. And as the sun rose high into the early afternoon sky, the pups, Ryder and Jake retrieved their vehicles and drove the meteor to the Adventure Bay museum.

"Now that the meteor's power isn't there anymore, it should be safe to put it in the museum now; here for everyone to enjoy." Ryder said, as Rubble set it up into its brand new display.

"Fantastic Ryder!" Mayor Goodway chimed, admiring the space rock before her. "It'll go perfectly with all the other treasures displayed in here. A wonderful edition to the museum. And I'm so glad that you and the pups are alright, after what Harold Humdinger put you all through."

"Thanks Mayor. But Chase was to the one who really saved the day." Ryder smiled, gesturing to the German Shepard pridefully. "He was the one who stopped Harold's robot so we could get the meteor back."

"Oh, well in that case..." The Mayor grinned, strolling over to kneel down next to him. "Well done Chase!" She told him, scratching the pup proudly. "You're such a good pup!"

"Actually, they're all good pups." Ryder corrected.

"Good super pups!" Marshall added, sharing another wave of laughter.

"I say we spend the rest of the day celebrating." Mayor Goodway suggested, standing up again. "After all you did save the day after it seemed completely hopeless. That deserves a special treat! To Mr. Porter's!" The Mayor declared, pointing her finger in the air. The pups cheered excitedly, barks and howls acting as their celebration; as they bounded out of the museum. And out into the calm peaceful town, their home; Adventure Bay.

~Mighty Pups 2~

Well here it is... the final chapter. Sooo glade you guys enjoyed it. And thank you soo much for the wonderful comments, and thoughts you shared with me. So sorry that I couldn't use some of them, but thanks for the ones that I could. As always more stories, aside from this is one, are on the way. I actually currently have PP two stories in progress right now. One that I just recently started and one I've been working on for a little while. But I do I have other concepts to use, and if you have ideas for any new stories; please share them with me! I may not be able to use them right away and there's no garuntee I'll use them at all. But I always love to hear other people's thoughts and give advice if needed. Again thank so much for all the support! Thx!!!