"Lets go!" Shouted my sister as she pulled me towards the chapel in the Naval academy.
"Katie! Calm down, I want to go see some of the things they do here!" I shouted as I adjusted my glasses on my face.
"I have seen it all, not worth it! Now lets get out of here!" Katie said as she pulled me along the side walk.
I groaned as she pulled me to the left and down the road next to the houses in the area.
"I have not been outside of this place in a while, I want freedom!" She said as she finally stopped pulling me to adjust her hair from under her cover.
"Ugh, fine." I simply muttered as we walked down the road past nearly identical houses.
A group of four students dressed in their white navy uniforms walked ahead of us down the sidewalk and towards a bus that was idling up ahead.
"Huh, that shouldn't be here." Katie said as she slowed down to walk beside me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, eying the bus up ahead.
"This isn't a bus route inside the academy. They should be parked near the field. It kinda weird."
"Hey Katie?" I asked as I slowed down more.
"Yeah?" She asked as she turned to look at me.
"Why don't we-" I started before the bus, that just so happened to be right next to the four who were walking ahead of us, exploded in a ball of fire and metal.
We both got down low to the ground as the entire area was lit up with a massive wave of light and heat.
As the ringing in my ears died down I looked towards where the bus once was. The area around it was just totaled. The bus itself was mostly torn apart, and the area around it, like the houses near it, were mostly blackened and on fire.
The four that were beside the bus just didn't exist anymore.
"What the hell?!" I shouted as Katie grabbed me and began to pull me away from the blast area.
"What just happened!?" She shouts back as she begins to pull me back towards the chapel.
"Terrorist?" I ask as a begin to run after her.
"I don't doubt it!" She shouted without turning back to look at me.
We ran up the hill and got to the chapel entrance right when the gunfire started.
Looking down towards the center of the square we watched in horror as three busses rolled down the road near the field and stopped, before a large group of armed black clothed people disembarked.
A guard who was standing near by was instantly mowed down. His vest doing nothing but make him a target.
The parents and pleebs down in the field began to panic, many running every which way.
The white of the uniforms helped show every time someone was hit with a bullet. For the others it was the way the fell down on the ground, unable to get back up.
"Inside...INSIDE!" Shouted someone from behind us.
Then another bomb went off somewhere in the distance.
I felt a pair of hands grab the back of my neck and pull my towards the chapel.
"Don't freeze on me John!" shouted my sister.
I shook my head and turned, entering the chapel, even as the sound of gunfire increased outside.
An older man, maybe in his 50's, shut the large doors behind us as we moved back farther into the room.
Around the room a small group of about five girls in regular clothes and two guys in uniforms hid behind one of the pews nearby. "What now?" Asked one of the girls.
"We need to barricade this door." Said the older man with a somber tone.
"What about the others out there?" I asked, even as my sister moved to began to push a pew towards the doors.
"I don't think any are left. Listen." He said, looking me in the eyes.
I stopped and listened. No gunfire, No screams. Was it over that quickly?
"Its...Quiet?" I asked in a hushed voice.
"Strike hard, strike fast." Muttered the old man as he began to help my sister push the pew up against the door.
"This isn't happening!" Cried one of the guys from over behind a pew.
My sister moved over towards me and pushed me down into a sitting position.
"This isn't like battlefield." I said with a weak chuckle.
"No it isn't son." The man said with a sigh as he leaned against the door.
"Hey, you ok John?" Asked my sister as she leaned down and held my shoulders.
"I'm scared." I said honestly.
"As long as we are quiet, we should be fine." She whispers.
Oh, how wrong she was.
The man was walking away from the door and almost made it to us. Then the door blew inwards.
With a start, I opened my eyes. My sides hurt like hell and something heavy was laying on top of me.
I couldn't hear a thing as I pushed whatever it was off me, only to look in the bloody face of my sister, her body peppered with many fragments of wood and metal.
I tried to push myself up and move, but my lower body refused to move.
Looking back I realized that legs should not bend that way.
Someone ran past me and was quickly mowed down by gunfire, the white of the uniform showing that it was one of the guys.
Sound still eluded me.
The building around me was on fire and I wasn't sure how long I was out.
I looked back to my sisters face, her eyes unblinking.
"This isn't how this should have gone..." I said, even though I could not hear myself.
The fire continued to rage around me, creeping closer and closer.
I began to crawl away, dragging my legs behind me.
I bumped into an upturned pew and crawled under it.
The fire moved closer, parts of the building began to fall.
"How long was I out?" I wondered.
My vision went dark for but a second, but when it came back It came back with a burning pain. The area around me was falling apart. My sister was a charred corpse. I realized I was on fire.
It hurt. It hurt beyond anything I could think of.
I think I was screaming, though I could not tell.
As I screamed, something began to hit around me. Bullets?
I looked up at the roof, where it was beginning to fall...Right...Onto...Me.
I tried to move away from the fire, yet away from my spot. This would not be the case.
My clothes were on fire, I could hardly feel or move.
And the damn roof caved in.
My screams ceased to exist.
[]Unknown amount of time later[]
Screams of pain filled the hall of Meadow Lake Hospital.
A young buck dressed in a doctors coat rushed down the hall past many fearful looking prey animals.
"What is the situation?" He asked as a small doe ran towards him, holding a clipboard.
"A coma patient woke up sir!" She said as she fell into step behind the doctor.
"Which one?" He asked as he took the clipboard and began to scan it.
"Wait...The maul victim?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yes sir. She just woke up and started screaming." Said the doe. Her face was marked with worry.
"Alright, contact the family...Ill deal with this."
[]John's Perspective[]
Screams greeted my ears as my eyes opened.
The high pitched wail of someone is distress.
"Oh wait, that's me! I'm on fire." My limited thought process told me.
The pain continued up my whole body as I weakly thrashed about on the bed.
"I got you, Hold on!" Shouted someone from my right side.
Ever so slowly the pain and my screams tampered off as something cool entered my body.
"Are you ok?" Asked a fuzzy shape.
"Where am I?" I asked with a grumbled and weak voice.
"Meadow Lake Hospital. Listen, you have been in a coma, what can you remember?"
"Remember? I uh, I remember fire. I remember my sister!" I said, beginning to panic, even though I felt numb.
"She's dead!" I shouted.
"Calm down, calm down!" Whispered the person, pushing me down in the bed. "Your sister is fine."
"Fine? But, I saw her body. They killed her." I said in disbelief.
"No, you sister made it out of the house, she is the reason you are alive."
I tried to swallow as the person released their hold on me.
"Water?" I asked with a croak.
I then felt a glass pushed up to my lips and I greedily began to sip the small amount of water that I could.
"Thank you." I said with a clearly female voice.
"Er what." I asked. "What is wrong with my voice?"
"Well your voice could be strained from the screaming you were doing miss." said the voice as I heard the glass get set down.
"Oh ok...Wait, miss?"
"Um yes Miss Snow?" Said the vague figure.
"Glasses please?" I asked with a confused tone.
"Of course, But please refrain from doing anything till the other doctor gets here. We need to run a few test." The person says as I feel something slide onto my face, which feels very numb and kinda off...
"Um doctor? What was that medicine you gave me?" I asked as I blinked and looked around.
"Just a simple nerve dampener. Why is that Miss?" Asked the pale brown deer in the doctors coat.
"Oh no reason, I'm just seeing thing that are not real." I said with a small chuckle.
"Like?" Asked the deer with a concerned frown.
"Your a deer and-" I said as I looked down at my body. "Am a fuzzy cotton ball."
"I am a deer miss, and you are not a cotton ball, your a lamb. Are you feeling well?" He asked with a worried tone.
"Oh your a deer...Ok...Uh...Doctor deer?" I stuttered out, looking my body up and down.
The deer then took a hoof thing and pulled out a small light, shining it in my eyes. "Eyes seem normal, medicine shouldn't make you see things. Oh, and its Doctor Oakheart."
I nodded my head as best as I could. "I'm a sheep...Your a deer...What is this Zootopia?" I asked with a panicked laugh.
"We are in the city limits, yes." Answered the deer as a knock on the door pulled him away.
"City...Limits...Of Zootopia." I muttered as I looked towards the window to my left.
"Excuse me Miss Snow?" Asked a gruff voice from my right.
I snapped my head and looked over at the deer and new person, or mammal, a goat.
"I'm doctor Cansworth, do you remember me? I'm your family doctor." Said the old grey goat.
" I..." I began before I stopped with a sigh. "No I do not."
"Could be brain damage?" Asked Doctor Oakheart with a small shrug.
"That's ok, what do you remember?" Asked Cansworth, looking me in the eyes.
"I don't remember being a sheep. I remember-" I stopped myself again.
"What if they lock me up for sounding crazy? Honesty isn't the best policy if it means life in a crazy house." I quickly though up.
"I remember very little. I forget most everything." I answered before the doctors became suspicious.
"Everything? Do you remember your parents? Your sister?" Asked Doctor Cansworth.
"No?" I answered truthfully.
Cansworth leaned back towards Doctor Oakheart. "Never seen this bad of amnesia before. We might want to notify the family before-"
"Snow! Your awake!" Shouted a tiny voice from the doorway.
All of us turned to look over at the figure in the door.
"Mayor Bellweather, your here early?" Answered Oakheart.
"Wait...Bellweather?" I asked.
Bellweather moved over to the side of the bed before pushing a chair past the doctors.
"Mayor I need to inform you that-" Started Cansworth.
Bellweather shushed him and then climbed up onto the chair.
"Your nurse called me. Why was I not informed of my sister waking up?." Asked Bellweather as she hugged me.
"I'm being hugged by Bellweather...From the movie Zootopia...Well this is a pickle." I thought as I let out a small whimper.
"Bellweather!" Doctor Cansworth called out. "Your sister is just out of a two month long coma, and she has a very severe case of amnesia. I think your scaring her!"
Indeed I was a bit scared, not because of Bellweather hugging me, No, the fact that I'm somehow her sister is what is REALLY scaring me.
"What do you mean Charlie? You mean..." Bellweather looked over at me after she released me from the hug.
"The wolves hit her so hard she cant remember me?" She asked, looking at me with tears in her eyes.
Now I know what I should be saying. Cursing Bellweather and calling her a monster and what not, but those eyes broke me. They looked like my sister's eyes when she found out I broke my arm once. Full of hurt and pity.
My sister...
"I-I.." I began as tears began to form in my eyes.
Bellweather must have thought that she hurt me because she moved onto the bed and held me as I cried. (More like bleated like some sheep...Oh wait)
"Shhh, Its alright Snow." She whispered into my ear. "I'm making all those predators pay."
Bellweather held me as the doctors pretended to look over my charts or whatever was on the clipboard they had, and I kept crying, for the sister I lost, and the sister I gained.
*Sniffle* "I'm scared." I said after a good few minutes of crying.
Bellweather pushed off from the hug and looked me in the eyes with a smile. "No, you will be fine. We wont give up on you, even if you don't remember!"
Oh boy...This is going to be fun...Not.