I was going to write a story for Saw, but not only can I get it right yet, but I'm WildeHopps trash and just love Zootopia.

So this popped into my head! :D I just had to write this story! So without further ado, here is The Hunt!

I don't own Zootopia, but you probably already knew that! :)

Rain poured down heavily as a creature on all fours crept through the alleys of Zootopia. Its dark hooded cloak easily let it blend in with the night.

It finally found what it was looking for, a hole on the side of an abandoned building. Glancing behind to be sure it wasn't being followed it sped inside, entering a room filled with dust and broken furniture. From there it leaped into a hole leading to secret tunnels.

The tunnels were dark, but it did little to deter the creature's vision. It easily found its way to the end of the passageways and in a room filled with candles, stone walls, and a long, red rug that lead to a door. It headed straight for said door in which it was instructed to go to after its mission.

As soon as it entered the candlelit room, he snapped his head back to take off his hood. He revealed himself as a determined looking male ocelot.

Another, much larger hooded figure on four legs was on the other side of the room, speaking in a deep voice, "How did it go?"

"The experiment failed," he replied. While his expression didn't change, there was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"There is no such thing as a failed experiment, Simon. Tell me what happened."

Simon nodded, "I found my prey taking out the trash near a small restaurant. I attacked from behind. Nothing I did could kill the thing. I was eventually forced to retreat. My apologies, Sir."

The figure waved in dismissal, "No need for those. It was your first hunt. Others have yet to make a successful kill. I say the same to you as I said to them: Always go for the neck."

"Ah. I went for the head and stomach."

"Going for the head is a common mistake. The underbelly is almost as good as the neck, but not quite."

The ocelot leaned forward so the cloak slipped off, "I've covered my tracks as best I could, but I still fear the police will be onto us."

The figure chuckled, "No need to worry. I've taken precautions to be sure that no arrests will be made. Besides, I think it's time that the Triple C gets some attention."

How did I do? Let me know if this is worth continuing! :D (This is just an intro. Future chapters WILL be longer, I promise!)