Chapter 1: Back to The Past
A/N: Before getting started, I liked to credit tan575 from Deviantart on the short comic strip on how the original Zootopia story featuring T.A.M.E collars could become a reality. It is really something dark somehow, or does it? I would stop a while on 'The Sea Dayak in Zootopia' to make way for this, but I will update it casually. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy… NO, DON'T ENJOY IT YET. Immersed into it…
-Now, 28 June 2016-
In Zootopia we all know, it was a perfect day for mammals carried out their usual modernized ways of life. The sun is up, the birds chirping, and mammals all out to fully maximize out their usual day. And the cops and the crooks are all out, too.
Back to the state prison, a long queue of prisoner is seen, waiting for their turn for their prison meal. Mostly are male predators. But stand out of the rest was a white wooly sheep at the counter, waiting for her meal to be served on her plate, green bean pasta.
"Yuck!" was all she said when she receive her meal. By the sad and remorseful look of her face, she would want to have a nicer meal than the prison meal she had on her plate.
Just a few steps from the counter and she tripped, spilling most of her green bean pasta. Most prisoner laugh at her. A grey wolf and a black jaguar was the cause of her tripping.
"Hey, look, if it isn't the pred-hater…" Said the black jaguar, grinning at her.
"Locked in with the predators now, what an irony…" The grey wolf added. As the two prisoners left her alone laughing, he added, "Better hope the big bad wolf doesn't eat you, Bellwether."
'Savages! Just you wait, you predators. It's not over yet.' She sighs. She picks up what left of her green bean pasta, before someone shouted her name.
"BELLWETHER!" The voice came from a polar bear, prison guard you may ask. "You have a visitor."
'Oh, what now…' She follows the polar bear to visitor's room. As she enter the room, a ram with black aviator and brown suit waiting for her. His appearance is quite similar to Doug.
"What is it?" Bellwether asked.
"It's ready." The ram replied. She grinned. Something is going south, hard.
-Nighttime, 28 June2016-
Back at Judy apartment, the uniform all laid on the floor. Two uniforms to be sure. A bunny in her bras and underwear on top of his fox in the boxer. Not an interesting sight, but sure they there are.
"You sure you want to do this Nick?"
"Not getting scared now are we, Carrots?"
They both lean closer and closer and closer, their lips almost there… until Judy's phone rang at that ungodly time.
"God, I hope it's not your mom and dad again…" Nick groan. Judy picks up her phone to be surprised it was not his parent calling her.
"Nope," Judy replied. "It's Clawhauser."
"What does he want? Pick up some more donuts for him? Tell him we're off-duty." Nick groaned again. Once Judy press the call button, a panic voice boomed over her phone.
"JUDY! THERE'S A PRISON BREAK! BELLWETHER IS GONE!"
Meanwhile, a scientist was facing the screen of his laptop with glowing blue substance behind him enclosed in a glass. A yak in his white coat, was analyzing the data on the screen before the door's lab creaks open. Two rams and a sheep appear behind the door.
"Ah, Ms. Bellwether, how nice of you to drop in." The yak greets them both in deep Russian accent.
"You said it is ready, Dr. Milford. Show me." Bellwether replied, sounded almost out of patient.
"Oh, yes. It's totally ready. Let me show you." Dr. Milford pulls off the white curtain away, revealing the machine behind it with long arm.
"Behold my tie machine!" Dr. Milford presents his tie machine happily. Not as expected for Bellwether.
"WHAT!?" Bellwether scolded. It was something unexpected.
"Yes, this machine can create neckties of different patterns and sizes and it can even tie it on you."
"Not this machine! I meant the other one that I spend millions of embezzled public fund on!"
"Oh, you mean my time machine. I'm afraid it's not ready yet."
"Not ready?! You mean I broke out of the prison and came all the way here for nothing?"
"Well, I can say that it is 95% ready. Just that I haven't tested it yet."
"Then turn it on. I will leave immediately. It won't be long before that meddling bunny and fox pick up my trail and find me here." She grabbed the suitcase the ram was holding it on. As she opened it, a familiar dart gun, used to shot Nick in the neck, was in her grasp. She loaded the gun with a dark blue orb. Lock and load.
"I can't promise anything…" Dr. Milford paused for him turning up the machine. "And when and where do you want to go?"
"About fifteen years ago, in a place called 'Bunnyburrows'."
"You know you shouldn't mess up with time."
"Shut up." With that, all time set and coordinate locked on, the yak hit the button, sending the sheep to her prefer destination instantly.
-Fifteen years ago-
"… I'm a fox, and like you said in your dumb little stage play, us predators used to eat prey."
He never knew he will be the one on who's eating whose.
"And that killer instinct is still in our 'Dunnah'."
As the weasel friend tried to correct him, something hits Gideon Grey, leaving blue stain on his red fur of his neck.
"AH!" The fox fell down by the impact of the dart shot out of nowhere.
"Hey, are you alright?" Judy asked. Gideon Grey experiences something his ancestor wasn't felt a long time ago. The primal instinct, the survival instinct, all fired up, ultimately changing his brain's chemistry. His pupils dilated. He was on all four, growling, drooling. His vision locked on that one particular bunny in cop suit from the stage play.
Judy back up as soon as she saw all this. "H-hey, t-this isn't funny, Gideon. Gideon?" She started to worry, horror on her face.
And the worst happened.
Gideon Grey starts lurching forwards towards Judy, showing his sharp teeth. Judy screams. Her last scream. And the worst of the worst happened to Judy. The three friends behind the tree watch in horror as the bunny stood up for them, being mauled by a fox. Tears of the flesh, splash of the blood as the fox relentlessly mauling her until the bunny struggle nothing. Lying motionless on the ground.
There is nothing to save her.
"Heh, so long, bunny." Bellwether, in his camouflage suit, grinned wide as she enjoys watching the bunny that stopped her, dead.
. . .
As the timeline slowly progress to the future, it is uncertain as the news of a young bunny mauled by a fox spread like wildfire. As more and more of savage attacks on prey happened between the fifteen time years wide, more and more drastic movement and changes emerged. One that will significantly impact the life of Zootopian's predator was the introduction of T.A.M.E collar, introduced by a zebra.
"I gave you the T.A.M.E collar."
"This is how it works. If a predator gets violent or agitated, the T.A.M.E collar will release an electric shock to remind them to be good, thereby preventing them from harming prey animals."
The introduction of T.A.M.E collar has induced a lot of reaction from predators and prey alike. Most predator protest the T.A.M.E collar while most prey wanted it to be passed on the law.
And it happened. Nothing beats this headline on the newspaper.
Mayor signs law making T.A.M.E collars mandatory for all predators.
"It's better than locking up all predators I chose the lesser of two evils." – Mayor Lionheart.
Mayor Lionheart resigns as a mayor as soon as he gets the T.A.M.E collar the next day. That places the sheep in full power over Zootopia. The busiest place would be the ZPD of all precincts in Zootopia. All predators queue up to get their T.A.M.E collar. Kids over five years old also included. Teenager's included. The elderly was not out of list. Even some officers, mostly predators, resign due to this new law, leaving vacancies in the ZPD forces. A fat cheetah was seen placing his badge to the buffalo chief.
"I'm sorry, Clawhauser."
"I know, sir, I know."
After a week, all predators were collared. No predators are left uncollared. Those who resist being collared are jailed.
It is indeed the worst time of Zootopia. Gazelle stated that the introduction of T.A.M.E collar was something out of idea and cruel. She left the city, only to kill at Los Mammangles (Los Angeles) by a lion.
Fifteen years has passed since the first mauling cases in Bunnyburrows. Fifteen years has passed and the gap between the prey and predator widens. Fifteen years has passed, and no hopes to rebuild the city divided by strong discrimination of prey and predator.
Or is there is a silver lining? Is there is hope? Is there is… time to revert this? Is there is any hope in sight?
Or is there is… a fox that can change anything?
Ending? No. Next chapter? Yes.