Zootopia Fanfiction: Heritage- Onion's Story

Chapter 1- Dreams

What do dreams say about you? What do they say about your character? To me, dreams give your life purpose. They determine actions, thoughts, doubts. They give everyone a story, enough to fill an entire book, many pages, chapters, words. The only difference between a book, and life, is that it doesn't end until you finish.

Who am I you ask? Well, I'm a bunny. My mother is quite famous; she did many things that many thought bunnies couldn't do. You have the first pig officer, Pork N. Chops. You have the first rodent officer, Jerry Mouse. You have your first fox officer, Nick Wildes. All of these animals have been a first, but there was only one, that will be remembered in history as the first rabbit officer. Yes, my mother is Judy Hopps. My name, as well, is Onion Hopps.

I ponder a lot. In fact, when I was a younger kid, I had an entire room dedicated to that exact thing. Judy was, not your average bunny. She was valedictorian in her class, which means the top dog if you didn't know, and excelled at her job. She would always tell me stories about her job and being in the police force. My favorite, her first case, when the assistant mayor was found to be making predators go crazy and mental to make prey dominate. She was the lead on that case, and while it started as a simple missing-mammal case, it turned into the ultimate chase. She also mentioned a fox, he was Judy's partner, named Nick Wildes… Isn't it strange that the first fox was also Judy's partner? Interesting.

"Hey there grandmother." I was on my way to visit my grandmother that evening. I had to deliver some carrots from the farm. Not that I was into farming that much. While after that case, the ties between predators and prey became stronger, there was still a bit of paranoia where I grew up. There still hasn't been another bunny rabbit officer since Judy's feat. It's understandable, it has been only around 26 years since then, and most of the rabbits from her time were still around today, their dreams already having been set to be something farm related. I was born a few years after the whole incident was settled. So I was part of what you may consider as the "new generation" or rabbits.

Anyways, back to the story, my grandmother was sipping tea. She loved tea, although I grew quite away from Bunnyburrow, she would always go out of her way just to have a bit. She was also quite a famous bunny. Us bunnies, you see, don't live very long. We may live to be around 50 or 60 but then… Well… You probably understand. But here, my grandmother is in her mid-70s and living pretty healthy. It was a surprise, actually, she was already 50 when Judy became officer. If only our cells could work longer and a bit better than usual…

"Thank you sweetie, put it on the table for me will you?" she requested of me to do. As I continued to walk towards the table, something caught my eye. It was a picture of me, grandmother, and my mother. I was only a little bunny in the picture, around seven or eight it seemed.

"Hey, where did you find this old picture from?" I asked my grandmother. She stared down, clearly thinking, but I couldn't exactly tell with the shades she had on. She wasn't blind, likes tons of people for some reason think, she just likes to wear her favorite pair of sunglasses.

"I think I found that one in the attic somewhere." She explained "Don't remember exactly though." We had vacation shirts on in the picture, reminding me of the time we went to the central district. I chuckled a bit, kissing her on the cheek as I left. I always would do that. It's become a ritual it seems.

Before I left, I asked her one more question, "What do you think about…" I didn't really want to say it. As I said those words, my mind instantly retracted it. But she knew exactly what I was thinking. I was quite predictable it seemed.

"I know about your wishes. Judy was just like you, determined to become the best cop… She would never stop playing that with us around the house…" she explained. A smirk grew on her face. "If she was able to do it, I have no doubt that you would be able to do it." She always knew how to make me smile. I was her grandson after all.

And I was also Judy's son. I knew that I could do it, I just didn't know if I would do it. When I was in the main Zootopian district (that's where I went to school) some of the students would tease me. Just like my mother, in over my head. She was just lucky to have gotten that job, and even luckier to do anything worthwhile in that position. Well, I already knew those were lies. They never got me down, maybe they hit me once or twice, but they never got me down. You see, I was actually quite a punk when I was a kid. Other, predators, would test me and beat me up saying I'm not cop material. I guess somethings will never end, prejudice, speciesism. Yeah, seen it, done it before.

When I became a teen, I started to gain a few bonds. My best friend was a lion, still considered just a cub, he hasn't gotten his mane yet. He was an amazing fighter, and if I couldn't do it, he would help me out. When we were almost done with schooling, he would take me to the gym out back, and he would teach me techniques in fighting. Of course, since I was a rabbit, he would of course alter some of the moves for me to be able to do them, but I learned a lot from him, and I still do. We still are in touch after these many years of training. Many things have changed, but we still have our base personalities.

Now, I guess I'm just your average twenty-five-year-old rabbit. Nothing special about me. Well, my dream is to change that. Follow in my mother's footsteps if you will. I want to be… A cop…

:) This is new project! (Just saw Zootopia a few days ago, and I love it!) so, I will not be talking as much at the end of these chapters as my other fictions. And there will also be a new schedule! See you one day fans!