The large brown dog, a Belgian Malinois, stood over Da Vinci as she struggled to be free. When her brother and sister burst in, The large dog turned his gaze towards them. Giving the painter the opportunity to grab a nearby spray can.

"Aah!" The dog yelped as paint was sprayed in his eyes. Dylan and Dolly ran over to overpower him while he was blinded. The older dog managed to knock Dylan against a wall as Dolly tried her luck.

"We can't overpower him, don't let him bite you," Dylan yelled at his sister, who dodged a strike from the mad dog's paw. "We need to figure something out here," Dolly told her brother as the dog was struggling with the paint in his eyes.

The dog knocked over paintings, as Da Vinci watched the fight unsure of what to do next. Dolly kept trying to evade, looking for a way to take out this vicious animal. Da Vinci's studio was getting trashed as the painter watched completely helpless.

Dylan jumped up again to help his sister. The pup managed to jump on the dogs back, and bit down on the back of the dogs neck. He tasted blood, but the dog seemed unfazed as he tried to shake Dylan off.

Dolly went for his knees, hearing a crack as the foreleg she bit broke from the pressure. The dog howled in pain as he threw Dylan off his back. Dolly used the moment to try to pin the dog down, for the first time gaining a true advantage.

Da Vinci was cowering in the corner, and Dylan looked to be out of it. Dolly noticed and almost as quickly as she got an advantage she found herself on her back. The dog had her pinned to the floor.

"You seem to enjoy getting in harm's way, I wish I could enjoy you more. But, I must finish my job, the name's Benjamin," Benjamin spoke to Dolly in a voice that sent chills down her spine as he placed his jaws around her neck.

Tears formed in her eyes as she felt this was it. Dolly's dreams, her family, and anything she loved would mean nothing. She was terrified and thought about how Dimitri 2 must of felt, hopeless and scared.

She could feel the jaws begin tightening around her neck. She wanted to beg him to stop, but Dolly knew it wouldn't do anything. She wondered what was better, to die in the arms of a loved one, or killed by the jaws of a monster.

"Get your jaws off my sister!" Another voice yelled into the room, Dolly recognized the voice as Dante. Ben released Dolly from his jaws to look at the new arrival, and received a face full of debris for his troubles.

It seemed to hit him with enough force to push him backwards. Ben lost his balance as he slipped on a paint brush on the floor. When he fell backwards he hit the window with enough force to break it, falling outside of the house.

Dolly took a moment to catch her breath, looking over at Dante who looked shocked at what had just happened. Dylan got to his feet, blood on his muzzle from where he bit and a little bruised up.

Da Vinci hadn't moved from where she was, and seemed to be processing what just happened. "Did we just kill someone?" Dante asked, shaking as he saw what had transpired. "It was in self defense," Dolly reassured him, though even she hated the thought of killing someone.

"Let's gather our heads, we still have Hunter to deal with," Dylan told his siblings, as he shook his head. "You alright, Da Vinci?" Dylan asked the painter, she merely nodded. Dante walked over to the window, Dolly got up to stop him.

"No, Dante. Don't look it'll make it worse, just stay calm," She said as her brother wanted to look for the body. She hugged the goth and said, "But, thanks for saving us bro. You have no idea how much you mean to me."

"Dolly, I'm just glad I could save someone I loved this time," Dante admitted while she continued her embrace. "Same here, bro," Dolly told him as Da Vinci and Dylan joined the hug. The embrace felt like it lasted forever, no one wanted to break it.

Downstairs, Dawkins waited on Pearl as he sat unnerved at the sounds upstairs. He had heard crashing and thrashing, then there was silence. The pups were whimpering, as they hid from whatever danger had infiltrated their home.

It was then door knob started shaking, and then it was pushed against violently. Pearl wasn't there yet, and he knew it. He gulped as he remembered Hunter sucking him and his siblings up, but this time would be different.

Dawkins wondered what time Doug and Delilah got home, he didn't think to ask. "Come on, open the door, I only wanna play," the voice of Hunter spoke and scared Dawkins out of his wits. His other siblings hadn't arrived downstairs yet, and he was worried.

"There's the missing car we've been looking for, and I think that was the one who took it," Dawkins heard Pearl say from outside, he sighed in relief as he felt he was saved. About that time the door burst open revealing Hunter's form. Dawkins gulped as he stood stiff.

He started whimpering at the sight, not knowing what to do. He was not a fighting pup by any definition. Yet, his whimper turned into a growl and he wondered what he was doing. This was an odd feeling.

"Back off!" The inventor growled at the intruder, who began approaching him. He noticed his four siblings had finally made their way to the stairs. He continued growling at Hunter who seemed unfazed.

Dolly got up on the railing and slid down, jumping at Hunter with teeth bared as Dylan ran to help. Hunter's attention was on Dawkins, when the skater he fell back from the momentum. Dolly had pushed Hunter back outside, but she wasn't done.

It was something in her, pushing Dolly to put her jaws around Hunter's neck. She wasn't sure what was driving it, could it be anger or maybe a primal desire. This was what Dylan wanted, but would he have followed through with it?

"Now, Dolly don't do anything rash. I can take it from here," the voice of Pearl registered in Dolly's mind. For a moment, she closed her eyes and let herself think. What would this solve? She asked herself.

She thought of her family, how it had once been whole. It was now empty once again, and yet she couldn't bring herself to do the deed. She wanted to tighten her jaws and taste the blood, she wanted to finish off a threat to her family.

"Come on, Dolly," Pearl told her again as Hunter seemed to be perplexed. She let go and got off him as officers came to arrest him. They took him away, and Dolly sat at the door crying at what had transpired.

Dylan came over and began comforting her. "They'll take care of the body of the other dog," Dylan told her as he hugged her. The two siblings stayed in the doorway for a moment, Dante and the others eventually joined the hug.

The family finally could enjoy a sense of peace, something they hadn't had in the entire week. The silence was only broken once their parents approached. "What has happened here?" Delilah was the first to speak, and awaited a response.

"Hunter came to kill us, we managed to get the police involved," Dylan admitted to his mother. "Did anyone get hurt?" Doug asked and Dylan shook his head. "We managed to keep ourselves safe," the pup didn't mention the dog, but he felt it didn't matter.

The family began cleaning up the house, everyone too exhausted to speak. Once they finished, they said their goodnights and went to bed. Going to sleep proved difficult, but eventually every pup gave way.

The morning came and Dolly awoke, Dizzy and Dee Dee beside her, She smiled as the sun shone through the window. The warmth hit her face, as she turned over and hopped out of bed.

She went downstairs, and watched as Dylan was trying clean and dodge pups at the same time. She had a mischievous grin on her face, as she approached. "Hey, Dylan. I think it's time for breakfast!" She yelled as a wave of pups swarmed them and in a moment they were in the kitchen.

Dylan almost wanted to yell, but couldn't help a chuckle as his family was starting to act full of life again. He didn't want it to change for the world, as he and sister filled food bowls. He sat down in his usual spot next to his sister.

"Everyone accounted for?" Delilah asked once everyone was seated. Looking around the table. "Everyone but Dante, where is he?" Dolly said looking for the goth and trying to figure it out.

"He told me he'd be a minute," Dawkins shared with them, the skater wondered why that could be. About that time, an older dalmatian pup walked down, a natural coat and all. Everyone at the table was surprised.

"Run out of fur dye again, dear?" Delilah asked the now naturally colored pup. "No, mom. I just felt like being my natural fur color today," Dante admitted with a goofy grin, the entire table was speechless at the sight.

Dolly went over and hugged her brother, who returned the embrace. "So, should we expect this change to be permanent?" The skater asked her brother, who seemed happier. "At least until I get bored," Dante joked which led to much laughter around the table.

The doorbell rang, and Dolly decided to get it. "Well, hello. Just the pup I wanted to see, how's it going?" Fergus said pulling Dolly into a hug. "So, I hear there was commotion last night?" The fox told Dolly, who nodded and smiled.

"Hunter tried to attack last night, but fortunately no one was hurt. Well, no one on our side anyway," Dolly told Fergus, the last part made him chuckle.

"At least you guys are alright, I wish I could've helped. Unfortunately, I was busy causing a ruckus on the other side of town," Fergus told the skater and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Ferg, you can be a pain, you know that?" Dolly asked and chuckled, she let the fox kiss her. She then turned around to notice her family watching the entire encounter. Dylan made a gagging noise, there was some aws, and finally her parents staring with smirks on their faces.

"They were behind me the whole time, weren't they?" Dolly asked, to no one in particular. "Yes, Doll. Yes, they were," Fergus told her bursting into laughter. Dolly rolled her eyes in annoyance at the fox, but couldn't help but laugh as well.