AN: Hey Everyone this is my very first story ever. I am really excited to see how this turns out. I welcome constructive criticism so if you have any suggestions please feel free to PM me. Let me know what y'all think and enjoy!
FlamingArrow815
Disclaimer: I don't own Zootopia, Disney does. But I do own some Disney movies...so does that mean that I own Disney? Hooray for technicalities!
Chapter 1: Far From Over
As the firemammals lifted the wounded bunny out of the open exhibit in the ground, a ram in a yellow jump suit stumbled out of the museum's subway entrance gasping for breath. He fell to his knees and placed his hoofs against his head in an attempt to stop the pounding that threatened to shake his horns loose from his skull.
"Damn I'm outa shape," he cursed, having ran all the way from where his rusting subway car lab had set to where he found it burned to ashes in the station below him. "This is why I'm a sniper" he continued to pant.
He grimaced at the memory of finding the train wreck. He poured months of work into that lab, hours upon hours of dedicated research in effort to perfect his nighthowler serum for the cause, and for her.
Despite his exhaustion, Doug couldn't help but smile at the thought of the ewe. Her glasses, her little bell necklace, the puff of wool at the top of her head, he loved all of it. He loved her. That's why he created the serum and darted those predators. Sure he also believed in Bellwether's plan to turn the city against predators, but his real motive was to help her achieve her dream of complete authority over Zootopia. If he did that for her, then maybe she would come to feel the same way about him.
His plan was working perfectly too, until they got involved. That stupid bunny and moron fox nearly ruined everything he had worked for. They not only stole the weapon and the serum, but the whole freaking lab! He remembered the terrifying anger Dawn unleashed on him over the phone when he had to explain how he managed to lose the entire lab. He was sure he had lost his chance with her until she explained how she was going to fix his failure. Judy trusted her, she would give the weapon right to Dawn and everything would go as planned.
As Doug neared the commotion in the center of the museum however, he discovered what really happened. He watched as the firemammals pulled Judy out of the pit, grasping her leg as blood stained her paws. He hid behind one of the massive stone columns that lined the room to avoid detection and grinned sinisterly as he tried to imagine what had happened.
"Oh Dawn must have darted the fox, yeah that would be so perfect! He kills the rabbit and has to live with the guilt!" Doug let out a quiet chuckle imagining how the fox would turn on his friend, ripping her to shreds. "They deserve it. A fox and a bunny can't be friends. It's a crime against nature."
The firemammals moved back towards the pit in preparation to lift Nick out of it. Doug eagerly waited to see just how crazy the fox turned. As the firemammals simply lowered a ladder into the exhibit, Doug scratched his head in confusion. Why wouldn't they be sending in an officer to dart the savage fox before lowering in a ladder?
Doug's stomach dropped as a pair of russet paws calmly reached the top of the ladder as the vulpine pulled himself out of the pit. The fox wore a smug look on his face as he strolled through the crowd of police and firemammals towards the awaiting ambulances.
"He's not savage?" Doug whispered to himself "The plan, what about the plan!" The ram began to panic as another thought entered his mind.
"Where's Dawn?"
Almost as if to answer his question, the ewe shrieked from across the room before being thrown into the back of a police cruiser.
"I'll get you for this Judy! You and that fox! This isn't over, you hear me! This is not over!"
Dawn finished bleating out her threat before Chief Bogo slammed the cruiser door shut and waived to the driver to take her away.
Mortified, Doug watched helplessly as the ewe he cared about was cuffed and driven off in the police cruiser. He glanced towards the ambulances and spotted the fox and bunny receiving treatment for their wounds. As soon as he saw their smiling faces as they chatted about the clever trap they set, his mortification spiraled into rage.
He glared at the happy pair and snorted. Pulling out his phone he activated the camera and took a picture of them laughing. He then placed the picture into an album with the fifteen other photos of mammals he'd targeted.
That's right you two, laugh now because Dawn's right. He thought to himself.
"This not over."
