The sound of billiard balls cracking sounded thru the motorcycle clubhouse where a Wolf named Nate Cole resided. The Wolf chalked up his cue for another shot as he caught a view from outside. It was a red motorcycle approaching the clubhouse as Nate spat out the Cigar he was smoking, looking out the window as the encounter took place.

Outside Two wolves who were standing near the entrance to the club saw the bike approaching as it stopped in the driveway. As the engine turned off a figure stepped off. He was a red-furred fox in his early 30s with green eyes in a pink T-shirt which read 'B.A.M.F.' in white, A neon red hooded jacket partially covered his face topped with matching pants. The two wolves looked at the Fox pulling out a pair of sunglasses placing them on.

"Hey punk, this is private property," One of the wolves said with a pipe by his side as The fox reached for something on the back of his jacket. Then a loud whip was heard as the fox was holding a dual-edged katana and a red slash appeared on one of their torsos, clenching the wound the wolf fell over as with another stroke the fox jabbed the blade right thru the head of the wolf pulling the blade out in less than a second.

"Now you've done it" The second wolf shouted pulling a sawed-off shotgun from his hip holster.

The door to the clubhouse was cut in half as the pieces of wolf flew in, earning the attention of all the wolves in the clubhouse.

"Well look who has set his paws into our family home," the older wolf said aiming his gun at the fox as others did the same, he held up his paw causing all the wolves to tense up aiming their guns.

"I'd say...13 guys, those are pretty shitty odds," The fox said striking a pose with his katana. The first wolf rushed in as his arm flew off, holding the gun which still was firing as the fox made another slice.

In the private room, Nate Cole was loading a briefcase full of money. Hurrying he shoved stacks of bills into the case. He was eager to get out because he knew who was downstairs and that his guards stood no chance... not against him. Nate cleared out his safe, opening the window. The sounds of screams flooded the downstairs area. Nate lowered a rope as he scurried down the rope, running to the garage. Taking a glance to see if he wasn't followed as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly a gunshot was heard as Nathan fell to the ground clenching his side. A bullet went right thru his side as Nate crawled to his motorcycle, he saw the fox standing in the windowsill. He put his arm around the rope sliding down. The fox reached for his back, pulling his sword out.

Nate looked at the fox with the gun in his left paw aimed at him, sword in the right, resting the blade on his shoulder.

"Who... who are you... give me your name," Nate asked despite knowing the answer as the fox stabbed the wolf thru the stomach. He never stood a chance against him. The Fox was known as "Red Devil" he was known throughout the underworld as a feared assassin. Armed with his a deadly blade and powerful hand cannon. he was the stuff of legends as he approached the wolf holstering his gun and grabbing the handle of his sword with both paws.

"You know who I am but let's talk about you. Nate Cole, leader of the Leatherwolf motorcycle gang and a feared crime boss, guilty of murder, money laundering, arms running, rape, practically I can't even count all of your crimes on my paw. But I don't care about any of that. I was hired to take you out so it's time for you to die" Red Devil stated. Nate was standing before him crying like a scared puppy clinging to his briefcase.

"I believe asking for any last words is custom so feel free to speak your mind" Red Devil offered as Nate clenching the hand held it out.

"10 thousand in cash, unmarked... just let me live" Nate pleaded as Red looked at him scoffing at his cowardice.

"It's not about the money, it's about the satisfaction of ending you. The money is just an added bonus, but I will take that case" Red said swiping as Nate's arm fell off. The Wolf laid bleeding out as Red picked up the case pulling out a phone.

"Say cheese, I want this pic to look good for my employers," Red said snapping a photo as he smirked putting the phone as wolf laid down.

"Just tell me who hired you" Nate requested as Red looked at him as the wolf laughed.

"I Guess it doesn't matter, take the money. Just promise me you whoever called for my head... spill their blood" Nate said as Red looked at the case.

"Very Well Cole, I suppose I could accept your hit, this is a generous payment" Red replied taking another swipe at the wolf's throat was cut.

In the Rainforest District at a game store called 'Stacked Cartridge' where a fox named Nicholas was looking at the rack of classic games, he held a game reading the Back.

"Atomic Star Warriors, in the year 2XXX the earth is overrun by cyber-enhanced beings. One warrior must save the day being the Hero Atomic star" Nick read setting the Pawstation 2 classic on the counter as smaller Fox standing on a step ladder rung up the game.

"I got this special for you Nicky, it's the eastern exclusive version. With the content cut from the main game. Including the gore and nudity restored" The small fox said ringing up the game.

"Thanks, Finnick, you're my go-to guy for games," Nick said paying the Fennec as he was handed a plastic bag leaving the store.

Nothing got Nick's heart pumping more than buying a classic video game. He would probably spend the whole night gaming as he hugged the plastic bag walking into the bar down the street called 'Happy Tails' Nick sat at table ordering a tray of nachos. They came quick as Nick reached for one of the chips covered with cheese and peppers, placing it in his mouth. His eyes glanced to the bag in his lap eager to get home and play.

Ever since Nick was a little kit he always clung to the games of his youth and as an adult that joy did not go away. His apartment was filled with games, figurines, A DVD collection of old movies and anime shows. Nick had to admit it, under his cool exterior he was a total nerd and he not ashamed of it. Nick reached for another Nacho as his mind wasn't budging from his game. He quickly slid the case out looking, This was a regional release with the gore and nudity kept in but also three extra levels and exclusive skins.

Nick set the game back as he continued on his nachos as a glass of juice was set in front of him. Nick looked up seeing the yellow liquid with a slice of lime on the edge of the glass. Nick looked up the waitress asking her what was with the glass.

"It's your Limonade" The waitress responded handing him a straw as he looked back.

"Miss, I did not order this" Nick replied confused eyeing the liquid as she glanced towards the bar. Nick followed seeing a grey rabbit green shirt and jeans who held her fingers up, signaling she was on the one who bought the drink for him as he looked surprised that someone would do this. Getting up Nick was holding the drink and his game underarm. He walked towards the bunny sitting down.

"So, do you buy drinks for every stranger you cross paths with?" Nick asked sipping the straw as she smiled raising her drink taking a sip.

"Only the ones who catch my eye" she replied as Nick smiled.

"Nick, Nick Wilde" he introduced as she smirked turning her empty glass upside down facing Nick.

"Already getting to names, Judy Hopps, hope you like Limonade," the bunny said, a strawberry mixer was set beside her as Nick sipped it obviously content with the drink.

"Nick, I'm gonna get straight to the point, I need your expertise, there is someone I need you to take care of for me" Judy stated as Nick finished his drink setting the glass down. Turning to the bunny.

"Look Fluff, I'm grateful for the drink but I don't like discussing my work in public" Nick replied as she ran her finger squeezing the lemon on his drink.

"Shall we go somewhere more private than... Red Devil" Judy replied as Nick stood up.

"After you", he offered as the two left the bar.