A/N: Upon seeing Zootopia and reading a crap ton of fanfictions (many of which fell into the category of crime noir), I was inspired to write my own. It is rated M, though not for what my fictions are usually rated M for. It's gonna get dark. There will be graphic descriptions of violence and sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own Zootopia.
Chapter 1: Another Day on the Job
Officer Nick Wilde was running as fast as vulpine legs could carry him through the crowded main thoroughfare of Savanna Central. His purpose was to catch up to his partner, Officer Judy Hopps, who was currently in pursuit of a mink who ran when they approached him.
"It's so hot," Judy complained as the high noon sun beat down on the crowded streets.
Nick snickered as he walked alongside his usually upbeat partner, "You didn't have to wear ballistic gear, silly bunny."
"I told Bogo that I would field test the new light armor," she said, "It's supposed to reflect heat while keeping the wearer safe from sharp objects."
"How's that working for you so far," he quipped.
She shot him a playful glare, "It's not as uncomfortable as the usual ballistic gear, but in 100° direct sunlight…"
"Roast bunny," he finished.
"Not funny," she said.
Just then, their radios beeped, and Clawhauser's voice came over the line, "Any officers in the vicinity of fifth and main in Savanna Central?"
Nick pressed the send button and responded, "This is Officer Wilde. Hopps and I are a half-block away."
"Roger that," the doughnut loving cheetah responded, "I got a report of suspicious activity in the alley behind the bus stop. Suspects are a white mink in a red hoodie and black sweats carrying a large red duffel bag, and a hyena wearing an all-black sweat suit."
"Copy that, Clawhauser," Judy said, "We're on it."
Nick and Judy picked up the pace as they headed to the next cross street. They turned the corner and made their way to the alleyway behind the aforementioned bus stop. Upon seeing two shapes deeper in the alley, they ducked in next to a dumpster. They were in fact a mink and hyena as Clawhauser described. They observed as the hyena handed the mink a roll of money in return for a plastic bag that seemed to contain a deep, blueish-purple powder. The two cops glanced at each other and nodded simultaneously.
"You take the hyena, and I'll take the mink," Judy whispered.
"You got it, Carrots," Nick responded before the two of them walked out of their cover, "Excuse me gentlemen; we'd like to have a word."
Upon hearing their approach, the two ne'er-do-wells turned to face them. The hyena immediately dropped the bag of contraband and turned to run, but Nick easily closed the distance before cuffing him to the nearby bus stop. The mink on the other hand, grabbed his duffel bag and took off into the crowded main street. Judy gave pursuit.
As he saw his partner round the corner, Nick radioed to dispatch, "Clawhauser, I need you to send some uniforms to the bus stop at the corner of fifth and main. I have a present for them. Officer Hopps is pursuing a suspected Howler dealer. I'm moving to assist. Copy?"
"Roger that, Nick," Clawhauser responded, "Fangmyer is in route to your location. You may proceed to assist your partner."
"Roger," Nick said, "Over."
Nick gave one last glance to his perp before running after Judy and her suspect.
The mink led Judy along the crowded sidewalks of Savanna Central. As it was a weekday afternoon, the streets were packed with various mammals as they went about their business, which made it all the more difficult for Judy to keep up with her mark. She only lost sight of him for a second before seeing him dart around the corner into an alley.
The mink was confident that he lost the tenacious rabbit in the hustle and bustle of the crowd, so it was to his surprise that he turned to find Judy bounding toward him. He reached into his bag.
"Freeze," she said as she pulled out her tranq gun and leveled it at him, "Drop the bag, put your paws behind your head and slowly turn around."
The mink dropped the bag and complied with her request by turning around.
The doe's eyes widened as she saw the mink's smirk and noticed the subtle remnants of purple powder under his nose.
The suspect's eyes began to dilate, and he lowered himself onto all fours. His smirk turned into a snarl as he let out a growl before lunging towards the armed rabbit.
Judy pulled the trigger on her dart gun, and the tranq went flying, but the mink, in his heightened state, dodged the projectile. The mink collided with her, claws out and maw agape. She brought up her left arm to block his jaws, as his flailing claws knocked her now useless weapon from her right paw; the force of the collision knocked her to the ground. The mink's teeth sank into her arm, but thankfully, the lightweight ballistic armor than she was wearing prevented his sharp canines from breaking the skin. She pulled her hind legs up to her torso before delivering a powerful kick to his abdomen, sending him flying backwards. Using the momentum from her kick, she regained her posture. He landed a few feet away, barely fazed by the counter. He once again lunged at her. This time, she planted her feet to absorb the blow, and once again blocked his gaping maw with the same arm. This time, she used his momentum to deflect him by rolling backwards and kicking him over her head. He soared over her and landed on the ground in a heap. She again stood up to face him.
Judy gasped as the mink once again stood up on all fours before growling. She absentmindedly rubbed her obviously bruised arm.
'His jaws aren't that strong, but one more bite like that, and I don't know if the armor will hold,' she thought to herself.
The mink lunged at her again, and again she brought up her arm for defense, only for the mink to fall to the ground before clearing the distance. She dropped her guard when she noticed an orange dart sticking out of his side. She turned to the alleyway entrance to see Nick standing there, holding his tranq gun. Upon realizing his partner's stare, Nick smiled before showing off by twirling his gun around and shoving it in its holster.
Nick walked over to Judy and the mink as she put cuffs on his sleeping form.
"Howlers?" Nick asked.
She nodded in response.
He put his paw on her shoulder, "You okay?"
"Yeah," she said, "Good news for Bogo; the armor works."
She held up her left arm and slid the ballistic gauntlet off, revealing a deep purple bruise under her fur, "It doesn't do much for blunt force though."
Nick winced at the sight, "That looks painful."
She nodded, "It'll be fine with a cold compress and a little rest."
The sound of sirens distracted them as a cruiser pulled into the alley. The door opened, and Wolford stepped out, "Fangmyer's got your hyena in processing. Any luck with the mink?"
Nick pointed to the unconscious predator.
"Was the tranq really necessary," he asked as he walked over to pick up the perp.
"He used powdered Night Howler," Judy said, "You may want to restrain him in case he wakes up."
"Will do," Wolford said as he opened the back and restrained the mink to the back seat, "You two better get back and file your reports."
"Sure thing Wolfy," Nick said.
Wolford nodded before getting back into the cruiser and heading to the precinct house.
"Before we head back, you want to grab a bite," Nick asked.
Judy nodded before reaffixing her gauntlet.
A/N: I hope that this is s good introduction chapter. Chapter 2 will stet up the first arc, and Chapter 3 will get the story going.
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