|| Paw Patrol Fanfic || The Legend of Nebula: Part 1 ||

Instructions

I am Nebula, a mostly tame wolf. I used to be a part of the Paw Patrol, however, there was an incident, and I was too ashamed to face them afterwards. I ran, far far away, all the way to the forest, where I reconnected with my wild brother, Link, who had been living in a ruined village in a forest near the edge of Adventure City. He has a sword, which he found in a temple in the middle of nowhere, and a motorcycle that looks like a unicorn. For a while I lived in the ruins with him. During this time he trained me to live in the wild, and to fight without modern technology. I knew I would need all the skills I could get to one day face my arch nemesis, James. Eventually, Link and I moved closer to the city, where I could properly repair my old Paw Patrol vehicle, a rusty, battered, and heavily damaged jet. The place we found was full of old junk and blueprints, specifically blueprints for a device called a ‘meteor magnet.’ I assumed this was some abandoned supervillain’s hideout. Since then we have been living here, trying to repair my jet without being discovered. “Are you sure this part goes here?” my brother questioned. “Trust me,” I said confidently, “I helped build this thing.” Link shrugged and shoved the gear into the socket. “Uh, it’s not working,” he said, confused. I sighed and shook my head, as I walked over to the rusty old jet we were trying to rebuild. “Kick it!” I said annoyedly. “You’re kidding, right sis?” Link said. I sighed again and thumped the jet with my hind leg. The jet whirred to life, then sputtered, backfired, and smoke began pouring from the cockpit and my brother was enveloped in the cloud. “See? It worked for a second! It just needs a power source…” I thought out loud. “I ‘cough’ have the strangest sister ‘hack’ in the world,” Link said, coughing from the smoke as he slid down from the large jet. “Why don’t we finish up tomorrow? It’s like three in the morning and it’ll be easier working by the light of day. Plus I’m getting sleepy,” my brother said with a yawn. I honestly had to agree with him, but I knew it was safer if we worked at night. “We can’t do anything during the daylight or someone might discover us. We’ll begin looking for a power source tomorrow night and install it in the jet if we have time…” I began to rant until I noticed my brother was already fast asleep. “Oh Link, you goofball,” I said, smiling as I curled up next to him, and I too began to fall asleep. We were awoken a few hours later by a loud clattering noise. I jumped up and roused my brother. “What? I’m up. What's going on, huh?” Link said, still half asleep. I quickly shushed him and motioned for him to get up and follow me. We creeped around the corner, saw a figure, and quickly hid under the jet. It was very dark and I could not see very well, but I could tell it was a dog. A faint glow was coming from the figure, I strained my eyes to see who it was, then I noticed a familiar symbol on the dog’s tag. I gasped in surprise and the dog must have heard me because it turned around and pounced on us! My brother and I quickly scrambled out from under the jet. Link stared menacingly at the figure and growled a little, but I motioned for him to calm down. “Who are you? You’re one of the Paw Patrol, right?” I questioned as the figure stepped into the moonlight and I finally got a good look at her. She was a cockapoo wearing a pink pilot outfit that seemed to glow. I could feel some kind of energy pulsing from her pup tag. Her ears perked up, “How did you know that?” she asked. “Hang on, why do you have a pup tag? Who are you?” she said suspiciously. “I asked first, you tell me who you are and I’ll tell you who we are,” I insisted. “Uh, okay, I’m Skye, the flying pup in the Paw Patrol,” she began. “A-ha! That’s why I didn’t recognize you! I should have known she was my replacement.” I said excitedly. “What?! What do you mean by ‘replacement’?! Who are you?!” Skye said, sounding a bit freaked out. “Right! Sorry, let me tell you what happened to me,” I began, “I assume Ryder hasn’t told you about Nebula, has he?” “I’m sorry, who?!” Skye exclaimed, still sounding freaked out. I sighed, “Please don’t interrupt. Now let me tell you, Nebula was the flying pup probably before Ryder even knew about you, and for a while she made the Paw Patrol really really famous, however… there was… an incident,” I continued dramatically, “An asteroid was heading straight for Adventure Bay. Nebula was tasked with destroying it and she did, but she fell into the ocean and the rest of the Paw Patrol thought she was dead.” “What happened to her?” Skye finally seemed interested. “Isn’t it obvious?” I questioned her. She stared at me and gave me a quizzical look. “I’m Nebula! Duh!” I practically yelled. Skye’s eyes widened and her look only seemed more quizzical. “So, like, do you want revenge or something?” she asked suspiciously. Her question threw me over the boiling point, I went crazy. Continued below