For the longest time, I haven't really been inspired to write anything, but lately I've been on an action movie watching binge and a few days ago this little plot bunny made its home in my head. So, I figured I'd give it a shot while on break between semesters. This is my first piece of fan fiction in a long time, so I may be a little rusty.

New Update: After rereading the first chapter a few times, I realized I didn't like a few things so I went about editing it. However, by the time I was done it was already mid-January; so I decided to hold on to this story until next December, which is now this December.

M rating cause it's gonna get bloody.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zootopia.

Chapter 1: The Dream

The blaring alarms had stopped long ago, but the emergency light bathed the darkened destroyed office in flashes of red. The room's two occupants stared at each other; one, a perfectly calm fox in a solid black three-piece suit. The other, with pain filled eyes, was a tiger in a dark blue suit and a red tie; unable to stand the tiger was on the floor, his back against the wall.

"Do you have any idea who I am, you little shit stain?" The tiger gasped out in anguished anger. "Do you think you can get out of here alive after what you've done?"

"Yes," the fox replied calmly. "I've already killed your men; you're the only one left." He said as he leveled the still smoking gun at the tiger's head. One final kill and the nightmare would be over. He would be free and no longer be known as Zalgo in the underworld. Named after the mythical daemon Zalgo of Darkness, the killer from the shadows. The fox pulled the trigger and the bullet flew at unseen speeds across the room, impacting perfectly in the middle of the tiger's forehead; killing him.

With his target dead, the fox turned to leave. He was now free as per his agreement with Mr. Big. He may have left as Zalgo, but he would return home as Nick Wilde.

BZZT BZZT BZZT

Nicholas P. Wilde awoke with a gasp and fumbled for a moment to turn off the alarm. He knew he should get up, less he incurs his wife's wrath. However, the dream he had, stopped him. 'Why am I thinking of that night,' he wondered to himself.

"Nick, come on," spoke a voice next to him.

The fox opened his eyes and looked over to see his wife of three years, Judy Hopps, get out of their bed and stroll bare furred to the master bathroom.

'That life was over a decade ago, besides I'm a changed mammal.' He reasoned as he got out of bed.

For the past five years, he had been an officer with ZPD Precinct One and two years into it he and Judy married. Only their closest friends knew they were married, as Nick and Judy were very private mammals. Sure, he may be flashy on the outside with his craftiness and witty responses; and she with her boundless attitude of positivity, but when it came to personal matters both kept things to themselves. Plus, they didn't feel like dealing with the possible anger others would have towards them for being an interspecies couple.

With a groan, he left the bedroom to head down stairs and start his morning workout as part of his long-kept morning routine. Even at 38 years he was still just as strong as he was back when he lived that life.

Meanwhile, far from the brooding fox officer

A dark brown wolf sat on the roof of the Oasis Hotel in Sahara Square and through a powerful scope looked across the district at a modertely sized island in the water. The island, known as Outback Island, was one of Zootopia's lesser known districts; and it was famous for three reasons. First, it's near constant hot weather. Only in the dead of winter did it ever dip below ninety degrees, even now in mid to late December it would only get as low as ninety-three. Second, the unique mammals who called the island home and rarely left. Finally, the most famous reason and the wolf's current interest, was a small island in front of Outback Island proper that was known as Clawcatraz Island.

Clawcatraz Island was an unescapable maximum security prison. For over a hundred years it boasted the world record for being the most secured prison as it was situated in a unique position that guaranteed a harsh death to any mammal foolish enough to think about escaping its walls.

With his survey done, the wolf pulled out his cell and texted a quick message, 'Are we a go for tonight?'

He didn't have to wait long for a response. 'Yes. Remember only the package makes it out alive. Everyone else dies.'

After reading the message, the wolf put his phone back and continued to look through his scope once more. 'Shame they didn't factor keeping others from breaking in when they built this prison,' the wolf thought to himself. This was going to make for an interesting Christmas.

Next chapter: Clawcatraz Falls