I welcome you to my first Zootopia, a thing I thought off writing after watching the movie the first time. So enjoy!
We killed Ronan with that blasted stone, we saved Xander and the whole damn universe, but of course that wasn't the end of it for little ole me. When Gamora slapped that containment sphere over the purple stone of destiny the cloud of black smoke and purple energy dissipated, but when I let go of Drax's hand I felt its energy ripple painfully through my body, again.
The last thing I remember seeing was Quill looking at me as parts of my body started to fall apart. I remember a tear sliding down my bloody cheek as I said my supposed last words, "Be safe ya d'ast idiot." and with one finial painful scream, I exploded. Well maybe, but if what happened to that pink lady when she touched it was any indication, then I exploded.
I figured out that some residual energy left behind by the fucking stone killed me. Sucks right? Apparently I didn't die, and I woke up in an alleyway. Fucking typical, I know, but it was better than being a dead splatter on the ground.
I still had my on jumpsuit thankfully, and I didn't have to run around naked like some weirdo, but the downside was that I didn't have any of my weapons, not even the small pistol I always had on me. I think that was good though, because I was arrested the minute I stepped out of the alley by a rhino(didn't know that at the time) the size of Drax. It was fucking stupid, but he searched me and found nothing, so he quickly let me go and apologized. They said they got a report of a loud gunshot in the area and said I looked suspicious.
I called bullshit on that statement, but he let me go, and I went to go and explore the city I had exploded into, and boy I was surprised.
There was all sorts of furry creatures around, some like me, some scaly, some feathery. They all ranged in size, from as tall as a giraffe, to as small as a mouse... but there was downside. There whole damn society runs on some animal kingdom bullshit, meaning I was at the bottom... and raccoons, as Quill told me, are not well liked here.
But the thing that made me want to scream out in anger was that the city's name was Zootopia, ZOO-FUCKING-TOPIA, like, do they not know what a fucking ZOO is? They obviously don't, because if they did know what a zoo was (in my opinion, an animal prison) they would change that shit immediately.
Well besides the aggravating name, their technology is terribly primitive. I can make do, but I can barely ever get a reliable signal. Oh, and remember when I said terribly primitive? They haven't even got past their own moon yet... talk about embarrassing. If I could get my hands on the right materials, then I could make something that could easily leave the solar system in a day.
That's created another problem for me. If I can't make a ship to get off this damn planet and make it back to Xander or somewhere familiar, then I'm stuck here for the rest of my fucking life. So to help myself get adequate funds to illegally buy the materials, I've taken up bounty hunting again. It's a little harder without groot, but I manage, and I even made made myself a new rifle. It's compact, and a cross between a sniper and a assault rifle, but my favorite thing about it was the shocker rounds.
It's always fun to watch someone flop around in pain as the volts passed through there body. Such a crack up!
Since I started bounty hunting again, I've made a name for myself in this city, and word of my fancy tech and high success rate has drawn in the attention of the big players in this city, including Mr. Big. He contacted me through the Net and organized a meeting spot to discuss a job. I found myself surprised, because a car was waiting there with two big ass polar bears in tow, forcing me to go.
So now I'm sitting uncomfortably in the back of the car between two big ass polar bears, they seem to be occupied with their phones, which is unsurprising because this planet seems to have an addiction to them, and they seem to always have a better damn signal then me for some reason.
A sudden bump in the road made me jump, knocking me out of my thoughts, must have zoned out there for a second. I looked out the windows and saw snow and ice pass by as we drove through tundra town. I focused on the snow for a few more moments before activating a drone with a few taps on my wrist pad. I made myself an assault drone for risky situations like this, and due to groot not being here.
The bumps in the road started to get less and less as we climbed a hill, and as we reached the top I saw his mansion. It was pretty big considering how small he was, a chuckle exited my mouth. Oh, I know Mr. Big is a small ass shrew. I don't accept a job without knowing who my employer is.
I felt the bear's' eyes on me as we pulled into the long driveway and past a heavily guarded gate.
The guards had actual guns, not just elephant tranquilizers. As we got closer to the house I saw a few guys on the roof and a bunch on the ground. This place is guarded well, they got guys everywhere, I wouldn't doubt there being bears hiding everywhere. I chuckled lightly at the thought of a bear trying to hide in a bush, when suddenly the car jerks to a stop, almost making me fall of the seat.
"Learn to drive, will ya?" I said with an irritated growl. The driver didn't respond, but the two bears beside me growled warningly. The bear one on my right was the first to get out while the other stayed in, pointing towards the open door. I quickly hopped out and started walking towards the mansion doors where two polar bears stood attention, and as I closed in, they moved in front of the doors. I slowed to a stop and as they looked down at me. The one on the left held out his paw.
"Weapons, please." he said in a deep Russian accent. I groan inwardly and was about to protest when the two bears behind me growled warningly. I reluctantly handed him my pistol. I wouldn't need it anyways if things got ugly, that drone can shoot through six fucking inches of steel.
Would have been helpful during some situations with groot and the others.
I walked in, and I swear Mr. Big spared no expense when it came to his mansion, because this place was decked out with gold, silver, jewels, gemstones and so much more. Why hasn't anyone robbed this place yet? Like, holy shit, I could buy Zootopia a few times over with the all of this. I ogled so many things on my way through the house, and I almost would'a walked off a few times if it wasn't for the bears.
We walked down a flight of stairs at the back of the house and turned down a hallway. All the fancy and grand things scattered throughout the mansion faded away into a cold and dreary hallway making me shiver. I breathed out a cold breath and rubbed my paws together as we walked further down the cold hallway.
Don't they have heating down here? Come on! Quills crappy ship was warmer than this, and it's in space!
The lights on the ceiling dimly lit the hallway, but I could see in the dark, thankfully. We were getting closer to a door when suddenly the bears stopped.
The bear in front of me turned to the right and pressed his paw against the wall on my right. A holographic biometric scanner appeared and scanned his paw. My eyes widened at the sight, and I quickly tapped a few things onto my wrist.
It beeped and turned green in approval, and the bear pushed the solid metal door open. He mentioned towards the door with his paw. The two behind me huffed out a breath.
"Alright alright, I'm goin'!" I said irately as I walked towards the door. I felt a little heat coming from the secret room, but as I looked in I saw Mr. Big on a table with two gigantic polar bears behind him. I sighed.
"Well, wish me luck." I said in a half-ass manner to the polar bears behind me. And with those words, I walked towards Mr. Big, the door shutting eerily behind me.
This room was more laid back and defiantly more hom-y then upstairs. The floor was covered with a nice red rug, and the walls were made out of a nice dark oak. There was a few cabinets in walls filled with drinks and other such things a mob boss would have.
I walked up to the oak desk and sat on the chair in front of it, waiting for the shrew to make his offer.
He seemed to look me over mentioning towards the bears behind him. The one on the right reached into his coat and pulled out a folder, sliding it over to me. I slowly picked it up and opened the folder. A few pictures of a fox fell onto the table., He wore a green shirt with some odd leaf design, accompanied by a purple tie and brown slacks.
"Who's the fox?" I asked as I looked over the pictures.
"His name is Nicholas P. Wilde." the old shrew said in a hoarse voice.
"What did he do?" I asked as I set down the pictures. The shrew looked down for a second before answering me.
"I invited him into my home. We broke bread together, and he repaid me by selling me a rug made out of the fur of a skunk's butt... I buried my grandmama in that rug." he said angrily. It took all my self control to not burst out laughing at the small story so I only nodded.
"How do you want him to go?" I asked with a smile. The old shrew smiled slightly, probably thinking of all ways to end the dumb fool.
"Bring him to me, or contact my associates to pick him up... I will be the one to kill him" the shrew said with a dark chuckle. I groaned inwardly but at least I didn't have to deal with the aftermath or possibly get arrested.
"How much am I being paid?" I asked as I picked up the pictures and folded them into my pocket.
"250g, if you find him. He moves around a lot and disappears once we get close, but he usually gravitates back to the city center after a while" he said with the wave of his hand.
"Anything else?" I asked impatiently as I stood up with my arms crossed.
"That is all." He motioned his hand towards the door, and the polar bears led me outside.
END
I wrote this story to begin with but I must thank some helpers... well one helper.
He helped edit this and he doesn't have an FF account, but he is on wattpad and his account name on that is OfficerNickWilde. So go check out his story which is called: Zootopia - A dystopia utopia. I hope you find both of our stories enjoyable and I bid you good day.