Judy Hopps was a police officer. Not only that, she was the first rabbit to become an official member of the Zootopia Police Department, an institution comprised mostly of larger predator animals. She had managed to survive her first month on the force despite the fact that most of the other animals on the force didn't seem to like her very much, including Police Chief Bogo.

The large cape buffalo seemed to have it out for Judy since day one, intentionally keeping her off cases he deemed she was too small or too weak to handle, despite the fact she had managed to graduated from the police academy at the top of her class. His most common taric for keeping hoer out of the way was placing her on parking duty, which admittedly was a job she was very good at. Judy, however, didn't want to be a meter maid forever. She really wanted to help people, not be the low point of their week.

Judy had had the desire to be a cop for as long as she could remember. She had grown up in a small town known as Bunnyburrow, which was situated just over 200 miles from the sprawling metropolis of Zootopia. Her parents were less than thrilled in their daughter's chosen career path, hoping she would go into the family business of carrot farming, but we're nonetheless supportive if her decision, knowing there was no stopping Judy once her mind was set on something.

That determination certainly helped Judy work through the police academy in spite of her physical shortcomings. It also helped her stick with the job once she was there. In fact, her incessant requests for more difficult assignments had started to wear away at the Chief's defenses. Maybe he hoped she would get in over her head and he would have a legitimate excuse to fire her or maybe he was finally starting her see her potential. Judy didn't care either way. The more opportunity she had to prove herself the better.

Almost one month to the day after her first day on the job, Judy was sitting in her usual place at the front of roll call listening to the large Chief Bogo listing out the daily assignments when she heard her name listed with numerous other officers to execute a search and arrest warrant in an apartment near the city center. Judy new the area well; it was only a few blocks from her own apartment, which wasn't in the best part of town.

The target of the arrest was one Jonathan Foxx, a red fox who was suspected of running a illegal gambling ring from his home.

Of course it would be a fox.

Judy did not have the best memories of foxes from back home in Bunnyburrow, especially her neighbor Gideon Grey. Gideon was the town bully. Judy even carried the faint claw marks on her left cheek from when Gideon took his bullying a little too far.

After roll call, Judy met with the other members of the warrant team. Officer's Fangmeyer and Wolford, two wolves and a massive polar bear named Snarlof comprised the team with Judy, though they seemed to pay her little mind as they made their way to Foxx's apartment.

They parked the car and took the elevator to the fourth floor of the dingy apartment to room 4113: Foxx's room. Wolford knocked on the door.

"Mr. Jon Foxx, this is the Zootopia Police department. Please open the door." The small group waited for several seconds, hearing no sound of movement from within the small apartment. Wolford reached up and knocked again.

"Mr. Foxx, this is the ZPD. Open the door or we will force it open." Still, there was no response. The three large animals looked at each other and silently nodded. Judy knew what that meant. She took a step away from the door and drew her sidearm, as did the others. Wolford tried the handle and found it was locked from the inside. He stepped back and raised his powerful hind leg and sent it crashing through the wooden door. It swung open with a creak and metal pieces from the shattered lock clinked on the ground.

Following training that was drilled into their heads, the officers entered the small apartment, looking for any sign of Foxx. It didn't take long. Fangmeyer entered the tiny bedroom before immediately recoiling, with a look of terror on his face Judy couldn't quite describe. The wolf fumbled with his radio before he managed to depress the transmit button.

"This is officer Fangmeyer, we have a 187," he said.

187? A homicide?

Judy made her way to the bedroom as well. As she inched close to the doorway, she could see the dark red blood forming a puddle on the ground at the foot of the bed. She didn't get to see the figure on the bed before a flash of orange and green caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Someone just darted out onto the fire escape.

"Movement!" Judy shouted as she bolted to the window. She looked down the four story fire escape and saw a figure quickly moving down rickety metal steps. It looked like a fox, but Judy couldn't quite be sure.

"Suspect moving down the fire escape! Officer Hopps in pursuit!" she yelled before she threw herself out the window on to the fire escape. Ignoring the protests of the other officers, Judy jumped down the stairs, skipping several steps at a time.

She hit the ground hard and looked up just in time to see the suspect's tail disappear into an alley not far away. She bolted toward the alley, straining her short legs to run faster than had before. The consequences of letting this guy get away were more severe than ever before.

She turned the corner into the alley and was relieved to find it had no exit. The suspect, however, was less than relieved. Realizing he was trapped, he turned to face Judy, allowing her to get a good look at him for the first time. He was a red fox, though he wasn't Jon Foxx. He was a little taller. His dark green eyes darted around the alley, clearly still looking for a way out. What concerned Judy the most was fact his left hand was in the pocket of his khaki pants.

"Sir, I need to see both of your hands. Turn around and place them both on the wall," she said in as authoritative a voice as she could muster while adrenaline pumped through her system. The fox didn't seem to understand as he refused to move at all. Worried he was armed, Judy lifted the muzzle of her weapon slightly.

"Sir, place both of your hands on the wall where I can see them. Now," she repeated. The fox finally looked like exhausted his mental options and began to respond to Judy's commands. He pulled his hand out of his pocket to reveal it was empty and placed both of his hands on the wall. Judy pulled her radio from her belt.

"This is Officer Hopps, I have one in custody. Requesting backup," she called over the radio. Snarlof came up behind her, allowing Judy to step toward the fox with handcuffs in hand. "Sir, what is your name?" The fox mumbled something under his breath Judy couldn't quite make out. "Could you repeat that a little louder?" she asked as she began to place the handcuffs on his wrists.

"Jason Bluth," he repeated.

"Well, Jason Bluth, you are under arrest for suspected homicide. You have the right to remain silent.