And I'm back with a new idea that I had recently. Sorry for not posting anything on The Werewolf Among Us, got caught up with other events happening in my life. Hopefully you enjoy this new story! I'm not sure if these kinds of story is allowed, since I'm technically not copying any of the episodes, I'm only starting off with a little transition from the episode. Please tell me if I can or can't write this kind of stuff, and if I can't I'll happily remove it. Starting off is the episode Rocky Saves Himself.

After Rocky reached the island full of recyclables, he glanced around the island, amazed.

"Wow! Look at all this reusable stuff! Wouldn't want any of the sea turtles running into it!" Rocky exclaimed as he hopped on over to start cleaning. As Rocky got on top of a mound, he heard a very familiar sound roaring behind him. When Rocky turned around, he found that the kitty catastrophe crew drove away with his tugboat.

"Wait! Come back!" Rocky yelled as he quickly ran up to the water. Little did he know that one of the kittens pushed up an old can right under his paws. As Rocky stepped on it, he felt a sharp pain in his paw and fell over, knocking his pup tag off his collar. The kitten quickly snatched his tag and flew off the island, leaving Rocky by himself.

"Wait! That's my pup tag!" Rocky shouted at the kitten. He set his paw down and flinched as the cut from the can started to bleed out. He looked at what he cut himself on and found an open can with blood staining the sharp lid. Rocky looked at the blood in disgust, since he never had a cut that big before.

"I should call Ryder, but how can I?! I don't have my pup tag!" Rocky huffed. Rocky slowly felt the pain crawl up his leg, and blood was oozing everywhere. He looked around for anything that could help, and decided to try and wash the blood off his paw. He stuck his paw into the water around him, but immediately pulled it out when it stung even more. He shook his paw dry while grimacing in pain.

"Ow! Right, that's salt water, I shouldn't do that" Rocky reminded himself, remembering what Marshall had taught the pups on what to do when they hurt themselves. Rocky started to limp around the island, trying to find anything that could bandage up his wounded paw, a first aid kit, bandages, even a few stray pieces of paper. The more time passed, the harder it was to walk. After a while, Rocky couldn't bear the pain any longer and found a spot under a broken canoe and started to try and lick off the blood. The taste of iron filled his mouth as he licked his paw, grimacing at the pain and the weird taste of blood. Rocky noticed that his cut had became wider and longer, most likely from his attempt at walking, and that was the reason that he felt so much pain.

"I really need to find a way to contact Ryder, or get off this island" Rocky mumbled, not knowing what to do. Rocky tried to remember what else Marshall had told them, but everything he could remember required a first aid kit. He looked out of the hole in the canoe at the sky and wondered if Ryder had noticed that he was gone. The only thing he could hope for now is to wait for the Paw Patrol to come and rescue him.

"Heh," Rocky chuckled, "Someone from the Paw Patrol has to get help from the Paw Patrol." Rocky waited, occasionally licking his paw clean and peeking his head out to look for Skye. Rocky soon felt very woozy and lightheaded, but had no idea what was happening. He tried to stand up, but fell over almost immediately. His vision started to blur, and he couldn't think straight. He crawled his way out of his little shelter, and glanced up at the sky once again to find Skye. The sky started to shake, and he began to see double.

"Ryder…" Rocky groaned as he started to lose consciousness. His view started to blacken and Rocky eventually fainted.

Meanwhile, Ryder and the Paw Patrol were looking all over for Rocky. Ryder and Zuma tried to clean up the trash Humdinger scattered around the bay while the rest of the pups went around Adventure Bay trying to find Rocky.

"Rocky! Where are you!" Chase shouted. He looked around the beach, trying to sniff out where Rocky could've gone. He walked up towards the road and started to sneeze.

"Ugh, kittens" Chase sniffed as he walked up the road.

"Chase! Are you free right now?" Ryder called through his pup tag.

"Yes sir, Ryder, sir! What do you need me to do?" Chase replied.

"I need you to help clean up with us. Go to the Sea Patrol tower and see if you can maneuver Rocky's sub" Ryder commanded.

"Rocky's sub? I can try, but not sure if I can. What about Rocky?" Chase asked.

"Skye and the others are taking care of that" Ryder reassured. Chase nodded and ran into the beach tower and into the truck storage area. He looked around and found Rocky's sub. Chase jumped in, looked at the controls, and almost fainted. There were so many buttons inside Rocky's vehicle, and Chase started to wonder how Rocky even controlled the thing. Chase started to press random buttons, hoping that it would so something, and eventually found the one button. Everything lit up inside the vehicle and Chase started to try other buttons. He found the button that raised the claw, as well as the button that controls the hatch. Soon, Chase got used to the controls and started to drive it out of the vehicle storage room and out into the water. Driving was just like his own boat, so Chase was able to drive Rocky's sub out with relative ease. As soon as Chase arrived at the trash filled bay, Ryder gave him his orders.

"Chase, I need you to take my place, I'm going to see if I can stop Mayor Humdinger and his kittens" Ryder commanded.

"Are you going to ask him where Rocky is too?" Chase asked.

"Most likely" Ryder replied and drove off towards Rocky's tugboat. Ryder drove up to Mayor Humdinger, but as soon as he opened his mouth, He and his kittens quickly fled across the bay, scattering more trash. Ryder sighed, then started to chase after them once more. This time, Ryder set his vehicle into autopilot and jumped into the boat Mayor Humdinger was in.

"Whoa! Ryder! You're here!" Mayor Humdinger exclaimed.

"Mayor Humdinger! You have to stop dumping trash into the water! It'll hurt the turtles when the arrive!" Ryder informed.

"I don't care" Mayor Humdinger, "I'm going to get them to Foggy Bottom in any way I can!"

"But sea turtles will always return to the same nesting site every year!" Ryder argued. "If anything, they will die trying to get onto the beach!" Mayor Humdinger thought about that for a moment.

"Well, I never thought about that. Kitties, It's time to go!" Mayor Humdinger commanded and the kitties jumped out of Rocky's tugboat and into the row boat. Ryder quickly hopped onto Rocky's vehicle and Mayor Humdinger zoomed away on the water.

"Hey! Mayor Humdinger!" Ryder shouted, "Where did you trap Rocky?!" Ryder shouted, but Ryder never got a response. Ryder groaned, but at least he got Rocky's truck back. Now the kittens won't be able to throw trash into the water. Ryder hopped onto his own vehicle and hooked the tugboat behind him to drive it back onto land. When he arrived at the bay, he noticed that Chase and Zuma had finished cleaning up the waters, and just in time too. The sea turtles were coming into the bay, and soon they would nest on Adventure Bay's beach.

"Good job pups!" Ryder congratulated. "We need to find Rocky now!"

"Did Mayor Humdinger say where he was?" Chase questioned.

"No, he drove away before I could get an answer out of him" Ryder answered. Chase and Zuma started to whimper. "Don't worry, we'll find him" Ryder reassured.

"But how? Skye, Marshall and Rubble have been looking all day, and they still haven't found him!" Zuma whimpered.

"Hmm, Chase, I need you to go to Foggy Bottom and see if you can get Mayor Humdinger to tell us where Rocky is. Zuma, I need you to search the waters and see if he is on an island around here" Ryder ordered. The two pups nodded and drove off. After the pups left, Ryder drove Rocky's truck onto the shore and bring it back to the lookout. When he was at the lookout, he jumped into Rocky's truck to back it up into his parking space. When Ryder sat down onto the seat, he felt something sharp poke at him. He reached down and grabbed the object and found out it was Rocky's missing pup tag.

"Well, at least I know it was the kittens that took Rocky's tag. I just hope that Rocky's okay. He usually would have found a way out of any situation unless something happened to him" Ryder murmured.

Chase arrived at Foggy Bottom where he found Mayor Humdinger sitting on one of his benches near a fountain with his kittens.

"Come on kitties, let's get you home so we can plan our next scheme against Adventure Bay" Mayor Humdinger chuckled. As Chase got closer to the mayor, he started to sneeze.

"Who's there?" Mayor Humdinger shouted.

"It's only me" Chase sniffed, rubbing his nose. "I need to know where you took Rocky. We can't find him anywhere."

"Rocky? You mean you don't know where he is? We lured him onto an island near the east end of the beach. It's filled with stuff there, you couldn't have missed it" Mayor Humdinger replied. "Maybe I should use that island again someday…"

"Thanks Mayor!" Chase replied happily and rode back to Adventure Bay. Chase drove up to the east side of the beach and found the island filled with recyclables.

"That does seem like an island Rocky would be interested in. But where could he be?" Chase wondered. Chase got as close as he could to the shore of the beach to get a closer look, but couldn't see anything. Chase decided to call Zuma to check the island out.

"Hey Zuma, I think I know where Rocky is" Chase told Zuma over his pup tag.

"Really? Where is he?" Zuma responded excitedly.

"Mayor Humdinger said he took Rocky to an island off the coast of the east side of the beach. See if he's there" Chase replied.

"Got it, be there is a jiffy" Zuma answered and hung up the call. Soon enough, Chase saw Zuma arrive at the coast, gesturing towards Chase to get on his hovercraft. Chase jumped in and the two rode across the water to the island.

"Wow, this seems like an island Rocky would really like" Zuma exclaimed.

"That was what I thought too" Chase chuckled. They looked around the island, and Chase started to sniff around the edge to see if Rocky was actually there. He picked up a scent of Rocky, but of something else too. He followed the scent back to a tin can, and saw that there was dried blood coating the lid. Chase grimaced at the sight, and soon it turned to concern.

"Zuma! I think Rocky may be hurt!" Chase shouted.

"Really? Then we need to find him now! And call Marshall to come here as well!" Zuma yelled back. The two pups searched the island and when they reached the canoe, they saw Rocky laying on the ground with a pool of blood forming around him. The two pups gasped. Chase quickly ran up to Rocky, checking for a pulse.

"Ryder? Come in! Rocky is seriously injured!" Zuma shouted into his pup tag. "We need assistance now!"

"You found Rocky? We're coming right away!" Ryder replied. Chase set his ear on Rocky's chest, seeing if he was still alive. Chase noticed that his heart was beating really slowly, but at least Chase knew he was alive. Ryder and Marshall came right after Zuma had called and Marshall was riding in the back of Ryder's vehicle. When Marshall set foot onto the island, he quickly ran up the hill to where Chase and Zuma were and looked at Rocky.

"Oh no! What happened?" Marshall asked.

"We have no idea! We just got here!" Chase replied.

"We need to bandage up the wound, and judging how much blood is pooled here, it's probably infected" Marshall commented. "Do you know where the injury is?"

"I think it's on his paw, he cut himself on a can" Chase replied.

"A can? But a can can't create that big of a wound, unless he did something to increase the size of it" Marshall questioned. He barked out a roll of bandages and started work on Rocky's paw. The blood soon coated the bandage, and Marshall re-wrapped Rocky's paw, coating it with another layer of bandages. Marshall also barked out his x-ray to see if anything was broken inside of Rocky. He noticed that Rocky had twisted his paw on the same paw that had the massive cut, but besides that, there wasn't anything else broken.

"Ryder, I think Rocky is out cold from blood loss, his cut didn't clot properly, and he also has a twisted paw. We need to get him to the lookout where I can treat him there" Marshall informed. Ryder nodded and carried the mix onto his vehicle.

"Chase, Zuma, stay back and see what you can do about cleaning up, it might not be good to leave a pool of blood there" Ryder ordered and drove off with Rocky and Marshall back to the lookout. At the lookout, Marshall started to treat Rocky's cut. He put some anti-infection medicine on Rocky's cut, and was slightly relieved that Rocky had a slight reaction to the sting, his paw flinching back a bit when Marshall applied it. Marshall put a bandage on his paw, followed by a cast, hoping that it would help his twisted paw. After the bandaging was done, Marshall drove Rocky to Katie to clean off his blood coated fur. Katie graciously helped out and carefully washed off the blood from Rocky's fur. While Katie cleaned Rocky off, Marshall did a few blood tests inside his truck to see what type blood had so he could refill the lost blood in Rocky's body. Katie brought Rocky out in her arms and set him gently on the passenger seat in Marshall's truck. Marshall thanked Katie for helping and drove back to the lookout. Finally, Marshall set Rocky onto his bed inside the lookout and attached a blood bag that matched Rocky's own blood that he found in his blood supply in the basement of the lookout.

"Hey Marshall!" Chase greeted. "How's Rocky doing?"

"Well, I did everything I could, he should be okay, but it's too early to tell" Marshall responded.

"Is there anything we could do?" Zuma asked.

"You could watch over Rocky and see if he wakes up at any time. His heart rate has gone up a bit, so at least he's still alive" Marshall yawned. "I'm going to bed."

"It's not even night yet though" Chase asked.

"Well, it's tiring when you have to clean up a beach and help a dying pup" Marshall replied, walking to his own bed. "Wake me up if Rocky wakes up." Marshall fell asleep almost immediately and Zuma and Chase decided that Chase could watch over Rocky. Zuma left the lookout to find the other two pups and Chase pulled his own bed over to Rocky's. He put his head down for a few minutes, still watching Rocky and slowly Chase closed his eyes and started to fall asleep.

"Chase?" a hoarse voice called to Chase as Chase jolted awake.

"Rocky? You're alive!" Chase exclaimed, startling Marshall.

"Wha? Rocky! You're awake! Don't move, let me do a checkup first" Marshall told Rocky. Marshall got his equipment and started to test if Rocky was ok. Marshall first check his heartbeat, then his reflexes, and lastly his strength, all seemed normal.

"What happened?" Rocky asked Marshall.

"Well, you fell unconscious from blood loss, and you twisted your paw, but other that that, you seem okay!" Marshall informed Rocky.

"Are the turtles safe?" Rocky asked groggily.

"Yep! They are safe on the beach!" Chase answered. Rocky smiled and put his head down.

"I guess I wasn't much use, sorry guys" Rocky apologized.

"Don't worry about it, we just want you to be safe, and I'm glad that you're fine now" Marshall assured.

"Where are the other pups?" Rocky questioned again.

"I actually don't know, they haven't been in the lookout yet. I wonder what they are doing" Chase responded as he looked out the window. Chase's face had a look of confusion which then changed into a look of happiness.

"Hey Rocky, you might want to take a look outside" Chase told Rocky happily. Rocky turned towards the window and saw the other three pups outside holding a giant poster that said: "Glad That You're Okay Rocky!"

Rocky looked at the sign, then at the pups and then smiled.

"You pups are the best friends any pup could want!" Rocky exclaimed.

Well, here's the end of the first chapter, tell me how the concept is and if there is anything that I can improve on. Sorry that this chapter might be a bit lacking, haven't written anything for a few weeks now. I'll update this as soon as I find another episode that I can turn minor, but hopefully you enjoyed. Like always, review, grammar, thanks for reading!