PRISON
APRIL 16

It was all because of that damn bunny and fox. That's why Dawn Bellwether is locked up in this damn cell with these damn idiotic prisoners.

Damn them.

She lay in a messy, unmade, dirty bed, one leg over the other as she stared at the concrete ceiling. She'd been here for six months now, and she couldn't be sickerof it. A lifetime sentence is what they gave her. A lifetime. How the hell is she going to spend a lifetime in a grey prison, with prisoners who's IQ's were lower than the room temperature, food that would make even a pig vomit, and abusive guards?

She sighed, aggressively, turning to face the wall to her left. Every prisoner was supposed to be asleep by now, but Bellwether was lucky to get an hour of sleep a night. She usually stays up, planning.

Planning to get out.

It would be tough, to say the least. Guards would stop you in a heartbeat. She needed some way to distract them long enough to make a run for the fence. Of course, the fence had barbed wire atop of it, but her thick wool would be like armor to it.

It would take a miracle to even get that close, however. There are watchtowers everywhere that would shoot you down. She'd need to get into the control room and open the gates for all prisoners so that they could act as meat shields.

She jolted at the sound of her heavy gate unlocking, and one of the guards using all their strength to open it. The guard looked at the other person in Bellwether's cell. A rhino, who barely spoke or did…, anything, really.

"Prisoner 209. Get up, you're moving to a different cell," The guard said in a monotone voice. Prisoner 209… He was referring to the rhino. At least, that's what Bellwether hoped. The rhino grunted, a deep, croaky grunt, before slowly getting up out of his bed.

Every step that rhino made shook the room, much to Bellwether's annoyance. When a prisoner is moved, it's usually to make room for a new arrival. So Bellwether was probably getting a new prison mate. Like she gave a damn. New prisoners are fresh meat for the tough guys. When Bellwether moved in, however, she made sure that everyone was under her power. She made deals with the big guys for protection, and anyone that opposed the sheep would get a beating, or worse.

"Meet your new friend, Bellwether," Another guard dragged a wolf by his arm, and practically threw him in to the cell. The wolf was skinny, handsome, and looked actually smart, which was a first in this prison.

"Hey… Name's John," The wolf grinned as the guard slammed the gate close, and the buzzer ran throughout the prison, meaning it had been locked. Bellwether turned to face this wolf, who sat on the ground, giving a slight wave to the sheep.

"John, huh? I have one thing to say to you, John," Bellwether said.

"Wazzat?"

"You let me think alone, you'll wake up in the morning unharmed." Bellwether turned back around to face the wall.

"H-hey, hang on, I got something to show ya!" The wolf stuttered. Bellwether sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Piss off."

"No, seriously, I'm sure it'll be worth your time!" The wolf begged. Bellwether closed her eyes in frustration, before giving in and turning around to face the wolf.

"I swear, if this is a waste of…" Bellwether trailed off when she saw something the wolf's hand. Her eyes widened at about the same time the wolf's mouth turned into a grin.

"Security ain't so good here, huh?" The wolf cockily said. Bellwether smirked.

In the wolf's hand was a pistol.

"How the hell did you sneak that in?" Bellwether whispered. The wolf simply grinned, tucking the pistol into his prison outfit.

"I have my ways. Let's just say that some of my fur is thicker than you think. So, what d'ya say? Tomorrow break, prison yard, we start an absolute riot, and among all the chaos, climb the fence and haul ass outta here? Zootopia's about a night's walk from 'ere," The wolf whispered. Bellwether couldn't agree faster. Finally, the opportunity she'd been waiting for! A chance to leave this god awful place once and for all.

"What d'ya plan to do once you get out?" John asked as he stepped into his bed. Bellwether put on an evil grin, one that was visible through the darkness.

"You heard of Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps?" Bellwether asked. The wolf nodded, frowning as he stared at the concrete ceiling. He knew exactly who those two were.

"They put me in 'ere. Bastards," John growled.

"Then you might like what I have in mind for them," Bellwether grinned. The wolf turned to face the ship, a sly smile printed on his face.

"What's your brilliant plan?" He asked.

"Revenge," Bellwether growled. John's smile widened, and he slightly laughed.

"What, as in kill 'em?"

"No, that'd be anticlimactic. Torment them. Torture them, drive them apart, and ruin their lives. Only kill them once I get bored with them," Bellwether casually explained. John chuckled, his eyes slightly widened in shock.

"Holy crap…"

Bellwether looked up at the ceiling, an evil smile on her face. Her opportunity was in reach. She couldn't let it slip. John would start a riot, and she'd use the madness to vanish. That's the plan. The best one she could come up with. She finally had the chance to do something she's wanted to do for six months… The chance to finally laugh in Nick and Judy's stupid faces. Maybe this time, a goddamn grape won't ruin everything. This time, she knew full well she had it in her hands. Her time had come.

It was finally time to get revenge on Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps.

ZOOTOPIA
APRIL 17

Nick Wilde's eyes awoke to not only the morning sun beaming into his apartment through the cracks in his curtains, but to the sound of his ringtone, and his phone vibrating on the desk next to his bed. His ringtone was Gazelle's Try Everything, which is what Judy had set it to when she had asked to 'borrow' Nick's phone for a few seconds. He didn't have the heart to change it, but he absolutely hated it.

Nick picked up the phone, and saw that someone was calling him. The text 'Carrots' beamed on screen alongside a picture of the cute bunny. He smirked, before answering the call.

"Hey, Carrots," Nick mumbled as he sat up in his bed.

"Don't tell me you just woke up," Judy said. Nick walked over to his closet to get into his police uniform.

"Course not," He lied. He could hear the rabbit roll her eyes on the other end.

"Liar. You really gotta use an alarm sometime, Nick, or you'll be late to work every day," Judy huffed. Nick got the last piece of clothing on, and went outside his bedroom to make himself his morning coffee.

"No coffee, Nick, or you'll be late," Judy sighed. Nick froze, his eyes widened. He tried to find the words to speak, but he eventually put two and two together.

"Are you… Outside my apartment building?" He asked with a slight laugh. Judy stuttered on the other end as Nick went to the window.

"N-no, of course not!" She said with obvious panic in her voice.

Nick looked out his window, and smirked when he looked down and saw that oh so familiar rabbit on ground level. He raised the phone to his ear, a smirk on his face.

"Well, I see outside my apartment building a tiny little bunny with a tiny little police uniform on, tapping her tiny little foot on the ground in annoyance with a phone raised to her overly large ear, so unless you've got some twin sister that has also decided against carrot farming and has also joined the police force and has also got a lieutenants badge that you've somehow never told me about, then I think that may be you," Nick teased. Judy sighed on the other end in defeat, and Nick could see her tap her little paws quicker.

"Alright, alright, fine, you got me. Now get out here before I come up there and drag you out," Judy growled. Nick brushed it off as he opened his apartment door, and stepped into the elevator to go to ground floor.

"I'm waiting, Nick," Judy impatiently said.

"Hey, if you've got some way to make an elevator faster, I'd love to know," Nick smirked, causing an annoyed sigh from Judy. The elevator doors finally opened up and Nick walked out the apartment building to meet the cute rabbit herself, who immediately grabbed Nick's arm.

"C'mon, c'mon, we're gonna be late!"

The rabbit damn near tore Nick's arm off as she ran full speed to the police station. The citizens of Zootopia stepped out of the way on the sidewalk for the two animals, one rabbit with a determined look in her eye, and one fox who looked more scared than anything.

"J-Judy, stop!" Nick cried out, but to no avail as the rabbit seemed to go faster. 'I guess this is revenge for not coming out of my apartment quick enough… Past Nick, I hate you…'

"Aaaaaand we're here!" Judy called out as she came to a sudden halt in front of the large ZPD building. While Judy casually strolled towards the large building, the fox leaned forward, placing both paws on his knees, gasping, recovering from the near death experience he just had. He felt dizzy, and his head spun faster than anything.

"Hey, you okay?"

Nick looked up to see the violet eyed rabbit staring him straight in the eye, a concerned look on her face. Nick put on his usual smirk, straightening up and trying to act cool, but on the inside, he felt like he was about to puke his guts out.

"Yeah, I'm… I'm fine…" He panted as he tried to walk forward, but instead lost his balance, and fell forward. Luckily, Judy caught him mid-fall, wrapping one arm around the front of him and the other around the back. She used all her strength to support him, and he looked over at her, a smile on his face.

"Thanks…"

Nick finally started walking again, and he entered the station. He went past all the offices, saying his usual greetings and whatnot, and eventually reached the backdoor with Judy. Past this back door was the training facility, with a full 400 meter running oval and multiple other exercise tasks that officers need to go through. Even after six months, Nick still has some training left to do, and Judy was his trainer. Sometimes this was good, other times… Not so much.

"Alright, I want you to do five laps of the track. Try and beat your last time this run," Judy grinned.

This was one of the bad times.

"I practically just ran through all of Zootopia, Carrots. Do I really have to do this?" Nick asked. Judy simply smirked, line up at the starting line with a stop watch in hand.

"Okay, let's make a deal… Since I missed out on my morning coffee, if I beat my record time, you have to buy it for me," Nick offered. Judy immediately nodded, grinning at the sly fox.

"Deal," She said as she stuck out a paw for Nick to shake. He took it, a smirk on his face. He lined up at the starting line, determination his eyes and Judy's finger on the start button of her stopwatch. He was ready to do this. 'Time to get a free coffee.'

"Hopps! Wilde!"

A big, booming voice echoed through the training facilities, interrupting Nick's focus. The fox and bunny turned to the door, and were met with none other than the massive bull himself, Chief Bogo. "You two report to my office! I've got something for you!"

Nick thanked all that is holy that Bogo just saved him some time. The two animals followed the bull back into the main building, and eventually into his office. Judy closed the door when everyone was in, and Judy and Nick sat at one end of a table in rather small chairs, while Bogo sat in a rather large chair at the other end.

"I've got an assignment for you two, pretty dangerous one," Bogo instructed as he reached into his drawer and grabbed a folder. He threw the folder onto the desk, and Judy opened up. She saw a picture of a large cat in a mug shot. He looked mean, with a scar across his eye.

"That is Misker. He's been destroying public property lately. Stuff like cars, buildings, the lot. We sent a squad after him, but they got pretty roughed up by his little gang. We locked him up once, but his gang got him out the next day. We need you to apprehend him, and bring him to us alive, and we'll lock him up in a high class prison. We've picked up some info, and he's going to be attacking the Zootopia bank tomorrow. You two will be there to stop him. This operation will be performed tomorrow, so study up tonight. You have a right to refuse this assignment, as our previous squad got reports of firearms in his gang's possession," Bogo explained.

Judy and Nick scanned over the files and photos. One had surveillance camera footage of a gang member pointing a pistol at a civilian. Nick and Judy looked at each other, and they both nodded in agreement.

"We accept."

"Good. Now get out," Bogo waved them off. It was the average sign off the two would get. The rabbit and fox exited the office, making their way back to the training facilities.

"What do you make of it?" Judy asked as she flipped through the files once more.

"I always like to get some action. Sounds interesting to me," Nick smirked. Judy looked up at the sly fox, a smile on her face. She loved his cocky smirk, every time. The two made it back to the training facilities, and got back in the same positions as before. Only this time, Nick didn't feel as exhausted.

"Alright… Go!" The rabbit called out, and Nick was immediately off. She watched the fox jog around the oval. She watched him intensely. He'd defiantly improved since six months ago, that's for sure. He was faster, fitter…

'Hotter.'

Woah, where did that come from?! Judy blinked rapidly, removing that thought from her head immediately. Thinking Nick was hot? What the hell is wrong with her? She shook her head, focusing back on the running fox. He was beating his record so far, which was always great to see. She smiled a bright smile at the fox, and he glanced at her, taking note of her encouragement, which actually made him faster.

He eventually finished his fifth lap, puffing, but slightly smirking up at the bunny. "How'd I go?"

Judy simply grinned back, an evil grin. "Well, I'm not buying you a coffee, that's for sure."

Nick looked back down at the ground, panting even more. "Oh, come on…"

Judy placed a paw on Nick's shoulder smiling at him. "I reckon you did good. C'mon, we got some paperwork to do."

Nick followed Judy out the door, still heaving. "You know I hate the paperwork, Carrots."

"So does everyone, Nick… But hey. At least you got tomorrow to look forward to."

PRISON
APRIL 17

Bellwether and John finally entered the prison yard late in the afternoon. The sun had almost gone down, but some prisoners still remained out in the yard. The guards weren't as heavy during this time, which was great. Perfect for the escape.

"How many bullets you got in that gun?" Bellwether whispered.

"Eight," John replied.

"Alright… Shoot the guard by the door of the building first, and then I can get his gun. Then, just fire away. Hopefully the meatbags do their jobs as good shields," Bellwether whispered. John nodded, before the two went over to a mean pack of large dogs. From there, John suddenly pulled out his pistol, aimed at the guard Bellwether mentioned, and pulled the trigger.

"Escape time, boys!" John called out to every prisoner in the yard as the bullet hit the guard in the chest. The rest of the prisoners realized what was going on, and made a run for it. Bellwether sprinted to the downed guard, and reached into his holster, grabbing the pistol. She unloaded the clip to count the bullets, before putting the clip back in.

"Please…" The guard, who was somehow still alive, hoarsely hissed. "I… I have a wife and kids…"

Bellwether simply glared down at the dying guard, an empty look in her eyes. "That is so cliché," She scoffed, before raising the gun and shooting the guard in the head. He flopped onto the ground, dead. Bellwether started sprinting to the gate, using the pack of prisoners as a meat shield. A guard in the watch tower had given up on peace, and had now set up a machine gun to mow down the prisoners, so Bellwether had to be careful.

"B-Bellwether!"

The sheep stopped at the crying voice, and she turned to her left to see John, who had now been shot in the stomach by one of the stray bullets. Bellwether sprinted over to him, squatting down.

"G-get me out of here…" He croaked. Bellwether stared at the wounded wolf for a few seconds, before snatching the gun out of his hand and taking out the clip, stealing his ammo. She then stood up, and ran to the fence, leaving John for dead.

A bunch of prisoners were climbing the fence, and Bellwether buried herself in the crowd as she climbed the chain fence. As expected, the razor on top didn't scar her one bit, and she climbed it with ease. She dropped down onto the dusty ground, and sprinted for her life. She heard the sounds of the machine gun being fired, and she saw prisoners drop at her side. She continued running, until she was finally in the clear. Her heart beat faster than anything.

"Oh, boy… Can't believe I actually made it out…" Bellwether heard one of the surviving prisoners pant. The sheep realized she was still with the prisoner group, and she knew this was her opportunity.

"Who here was put behind bars because of Judy Hopps or Nick Wilde, or both?" Bellwether asked. A lot put their hands up, much to Bellwether's satisfaction. "Good... Come with me. We're going to Zootopia. Anyone else is free to join. Just know that if you try to betray me… You won't be waking up anymore." Bellwether showed off the gun. She spun it on her finger, before putting it in the pants of her prison outfit.

"Let's go, boys," Bellwether called out as she started walking in the direction of Zootopia.

"It's time for some good ol' fashion revenge."

TO BE CONTINUED...

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter! It's going to get more interesting, I promise! For those who don't know, if you review, you will get a guaranteed reply. Don't be shy! Thank you for reading. See you next chapter.