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Everyone else was in their doghouses in their proper countries. Each one was depressed, even Blitz. They wouldn't eat or drink, which worried their world leaders. They called one another, wondering if their dogs were acting the same way. They were.

"What should we do?" asked the Russian leader.

"I believe we should take them to our vet," said the British.

"I believe that we should let them be. It might just be a phase," said the Swiss.

"Leave them be? Are you crazy!?" exclaimed the German.

"Maybe he's right," agreed the British, who started the phone calls in the first place.

The others didn't really want to do that option, but they were willing to give it a shot. They presumed that it was because of Clinton's impeachment. That was an option. But why would their dogs act this way? Was it some kind of telekinesis that only dogs understood? The humans didn't have any idea.

Each one hung up their phone and sat in their chairs, looking back at their dogs with worried expressions.

Hunter got his walkie talkie and tried to contact the rest of his crew. He quickly realized that they were in their canine form and didn't carry any walkie talkies...well, except maybe Shag. But he realized that they were wearing their collars.

He pushed on the golden tag and sent out a signal.

The other Rovers heard the mysterious sound and pressed their tags.

"Rovers," Hunter said, "I believe that Parvo has taken over Master's body. He almost killed me earlier today with a spiked roll of newspaper!"

All that Hunter heard back were growls and barks. He realized that they couldn't speak English in their canine form. It was a good thing he understood them.

"I know it sounds crazy, but it's true! I wouldn't lie to you guys about Master. You know I wouldn't!" Hunter persuaded.

The others quickly agreed.

"Meet me back at headquarters in five minutes," Hunter ordered. "We got an intern to save."

The Road Rovers did as they were told and went down to headquarters. They went into the transdogmafier and transformed into their canosapien forms and met up with Hunter.

"I'm glad you guys came," Hunter said, thankfully.

"Why wouldn't we listen to our leader? He leads us!" Exile questioned.

"Exactly," Hunter replied. "Now listen; I believe that Master was taken over by Parvo shortly after he fired Jay. And I think we should go see him and find out."

"I agree!" Colleen chimed in.

"Da...I guess," Blitz agreed.

"Awesome. I can't you guys enough." Hunter smiled. "Now, let's go catch us a Parvo. Let's hit the road, Rovers!"

They all howled and ran through the double doors.

"Professor Shepherd" was sitting at his desk, tending to various papers. He soon heard Hunter and the other Rovers burst in.

"Parvo," Hunter yelled, "we know it's you that tried to kill me! Now, come and fight us like a man!"

"Ah. So you've finally figured it out, Rovers. Yes, I did take your precious Master. And he's now mine for all of eternity! And I also heard that you maid, Jay, was it, got fired for sleeping with you guys. What a shame. Looks you're trapped now. Soldiers!" Parvo called.

Soon, there were armies of various villains that the Road Rovers had fought over the years. The cano-mutants, the piranhas, the ninja dogs, and even the Bulldogs.

"I'm getting too old for this," Exile muttered.

"Charge!" Parvo ordered.

The soldiers did as they were told and charged at the Road Rovers.

Hunter upper-cutted a piranha in the torso. Colleen kicked a cano-mutant in the crotch. Exile punched a ninja dog in the face. Shag almost suffocated a bulldog and a cano-mutant with his bear hug. Blitz tried to run away and scream like a little girl, but failed miserably.

"Help!" Blitz cried.

"There's too many of them!" Hunter exclaimed. "Man, I wish Jay was here; he'd know what to do."

Parvo laughed loudly, witnessing his achievement. He had finally defeated the Road Rovers; for good, this time. And there was no one to save them. No one. Not even Professor Shepherd could help. He was tied up somewhere in Parvo's lair.

Only I could help, but I was fit for dead as it was. At least, I think I was. I opened my eyes and saw a vast pool of blood on the floor. I took a look at my wrist. It was cut, but not by much. I noticed that I barely made a scratch.

I somehow managed to get myself up. It was hard, and I was dizzy, but I did it. I took a look at my wrist again. My cut somehow managed to clog itself. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I was covered in blood.

I quickly noticed that little black splotch again. Its red eyes soon appeared.

"What do you want?" I asked it aloud.

It said nothing. It only sat there, staring at me. It suddenly started to change shape. It was now starting to look more like a human shadow. Soon, it started to form colors. Its final form made me quiver in my boots. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The black figure...was me!

"W-w-what do you w-w-want?" I stammered.

It finally spoke. "You don't belong here," it said. "You said it yourself. Nobody wants you. Nobody likes you. You're just a waste of matter on this pathetic earth. You just need to disappear. Nobody will ever notice that you were gone. Not a single soul."

"That's not true!" I yelled to it. "The Road Rovers love me! I'm their friend! They-" Then it hit me. "The Road Rovers...Hunter, Colleen, Exile! They need my help!"

I didn't know how I knew that. It was something inside telling me, urging me to go. They were in trouble; and I had to save them.

The figure tried to stop me. It tried scaring me away. But it failed. I ran out of the apartment, without cleaning the pool of blood. I'll do that later, I told myself. The Road Rovers are more important right now!

"I'm coming guys!" I shouted as I bolted out of the complex and into the streets, determined to save my friends.