Prologue

1 year ago…

"Lieutenant Jumps!"

"…"

"Get your ass over here soldier! We're in some deep shit without you!"

"Arghhh… what the hell…" I murmured.

All I could hear were explosions and shouting. There was a hint of napalm and gunpowder around me. As my vision turned clear, I stared at my general like an idiot who didn't have the answers for a question.

"Jumps! What the hell are you standing there for?"

"Yes sir! What's going on sir?"

"You have the audacity to ask me that soldier?! Get your lazy ass out to the field or I'll use you as a meat shield! DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOU BUCK?"

"YES SIR!"

"THEN MOVE YOUR FEET!"

My ears kept ringing as each explosion rumbled our fort. These goddamn rabbit ears make everything a pain in the ass… Especially the amount of negativity I get from my general.

When I got out of the forts, the field was already an apocalypse. Bodies flying, string of bullets zipping through the atmosphere, mortar shells exploding and lots blood. It was a massacre and we're going to need good supply of body bags.

Then when I looked up at the sky, ten attack helicopters swarmed our entire base like a colony of bees.

But goddamn we were in a hell hole for sure.

"Ack! I'm hit!"

That familiar voice hit me. "Oliver?!"

I ran towards my injured friend. By the looks of his injuries, they were minor. Only 2 bullet wounds and a bruised ankle. Thank goodness…

"Oliver! Are you alright?"

"What does it look like you dumb bunny!"

"Uhh…. not okay…?"

"Goddamn you bunnies are dumb! I'm alright you imbecile!"

"Look Oliver, there's no time to joke around. I need to get you to the safety zone!"

"But what about you Jumps?"

"Don't worry about me… I can take care of things myself."

"We can't leave a fellow comrade Jumps. It's part of the code of honor. Remember?!"

"That's dif-."

"You told me that it was stupid to be independent. You're now demonstrating that. Do you understand what you're getting yourself into?"

"I know that… but it's my duty to protect the people and our comrades."

"Then WHY can't I help? Am I a burden to you?"

"No it's just…"

"Just what huh?"

I wasn't think straight at that moment. But what stayed true was that I was made to kill, no matter what. Even though I was a sane mammal, I could never forget the dreadful deeds I committed on several missions that I participated in. My friend never knew this side of me…

After I got my comrade to the safety zone, he knew that I was up to no good what so ever. I commanded the medics and soldiers to escort Oliver to another place that was safe. However, my friend didn't take my leave so easily.

"LET ME GO SOLDIERS!"

"I'm sorry sir. We were commanded to aid you…" the soldier apologetically said.

"HE'S MY GODDAMN FRIEND! HE'S TAKING ON A SUICIDE MISSION!"

"Ignore him. I will take things on my own hands."

Watching the chopper leave. I head towards the armory. In the armory, there was a machine gun, rocket launcher and a couple of grenades. The machine gun was just what I needed.

As I got out of the armory, I started spraying at the attack helicopters with my machine gun. One by one, they exploded and chunks of metal and glass flew everywhere. The pilots didn't even see the bullets coming towards them. All the enemies slowly retreated as they began to feel powerless without their helicopters and until they can no longer attack our fort. In the end, marching over a dead pile of bodies, I stood with pure confidence.

I soon began to feel exhausted from the action I just performed and dizziness clustered in my head. My eyes were closing very slowly. As my eyes closed, everything went black and all I heard was a distant chant.

A week later…

I was sitting in a chair in a dark, isolated room. Everything was pitch black and the climate was very humid and moist. I soon felt immobilized as I attempted to move around. I was tied around with a rope that was strung very tightly around my body like a snake constricting a defenseless prey. Well… I am a prey after all. Am I right? Haha…

"God… I hope they're not setting me up for torture" I thought horridly.

A few moments later I heard ticking which was very ominous. Each tick I heard grew louder and it eventually panged my ears to the death of me. Again these goddamn bunny ears… Not only the ticking sounds hurt me, it also grew suspense which made me expect the unlikely.

The environment also accompanied the ticking noises which made things even scarier. This was the only time I was ever afraid of things outside of my military career.

The ticking eventually stopped and I was relieved but… A loud thump echoed underneath me. Underneath was an abyss which lead to my doom. It felt like an endless rollercoaster ride while sitting in my chair then a pit of spikes began to turn visible…

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I woke up in a blank white room. I was wearing a hospital gown and my body felt adventurous around it. I noticed my bed was soaking wet from the perspiration I produced from the awful night terror. That wasn't my first one, I've had plenty ever since I was fourteen years old. Why was I so young to join the military? A lot of mammals asked me that. I guess I was in top shape than most recruits back in the Savannah or maybe the amount of dedication I put for the military. I've still got a long life ahead of me, I mean I'm only 26.

A strong smell of isopropyl alcohol struck my nose. Oh… it's just the hospital room. Do they always smell like that? Then the door opened quietly. It was my general. Shit… what am I going to say to him?

"Ahem… Lieutenant Jumps."

"Yes sir?"

"I've got some good news for you…"

"And that is sir?"

"The governor admired your true bravery on the fiel-."

"Wait. What sir? I don't remember what happened…"

"I guess you were in an unconscious state while news about you spread across the districts."

"What news are you talking about?"

"Goddamn you bunnies are stupid. You don't even remember what you did at the field?"

"We-well I don't reckon remembering any of my actions. Do you mind telling me the details sir?"

"You saved a ton of soldiers buck. Maybe even more than a ton."

I started to contemplate of what I did so significant. Still I couldn't remember due to the amount of stress and dizziness in my head.

"…and news spread around saying you took down ten attack helicopters with just a machine gun! Do you realize how much precision you put on those choppers?"

Then those words hit, I now knew what I've done. It was good news but I started think about the code of honor. I indeed did bend those rules. It also reminded me of my friend…

"Sir sorry to interrupt sir… Do you know the status of Major Oliver?"

"Oh… well yes indeed."

"Do you know where he's located?"

"Um Lieutenant. I believe that is classified. But I assure you he's alright."

Thank goodness he's alive. That's all I needed to know.

"Anyways, the governor is giving you a new life since you've done so much for the military. He's also awarding you the most prestigious reward. And you're the first bunny to do so."

Wait… new life? What the hell does that mean?

"Wait sir. Are you telling me I'm going to be discharged from the military?"

"Well… in simplicity sake…yes."

"Why sir? Don't all my friends want me to be with them?"

"Actually most of your friends are happy with the reward you earned. Even your friend Oliver best wishes a good life to you."

Even Oliver agrees with my friends? I'm starting to doubt that but whatever the general says is always true. They never lie. It's part of the code of honor.

"Isn't living the urban life always your dream after you've accomplished your job?"

That is certainly true, I mean I've been a country boy ever since I was born in Bunnyburrow. There's always things to learn in the urban life like technology, cities, sightseeing, transportation and stuff like that. I've never got the chance to learn those except for military purposes but still I've never quite explored that section very thoroughly.

Either I'm willing to accept the reward or decline. I still find it hard to choose. But whatever my friends thought I believed in chasing was always my main goal and they believed with me. What have I got to lose?

"Sir, I accept your invitation."

"Great! The governor will supply you with starting cash and also supply you with public housing."

"Sir, what city will I live in?"

"Zootopia."

Zootopia? I was surprised to hear that. Why a bunny like me would be living in a huge freaking city. How will society view me as? Weak? Small? Frail? But those categories didn't even fit me. I'm a bunny that came from the military. Those traits DEFINENTLY don't fit me at all. In fact, I could even beat up lion in a blink of an eye. But would they view as a killer? A murderer? A baby killer? A disgrace to all bunnies?

My mind was taking in too much thoughts about stereotyping. I was becoming a bit too pessimistic about this…

"…also your speech starts in four days, so be ready for that."

Shit… I sucked at speeches.

4 days later…

Speeches… I absolutely sucked at them. The ceremony was taking place in the Savannah. What did you expect? A happy looking forest?

I was wearing a formal military suit. It felt uncomfortable at first but I got used to it. The crowd was full of high ranked officers and soldiers. And the governor was standing right next to the podium, making his speech about the commitment of the soldiers of how they were devoted into protecting our world.

"Our bravest, strongest and gutsy mammal in the military. Valedictorian for 14 years. The soldier that will be announced is…"

Well… here it goes…

"Lt. Will Phyllis Jumps!"

I walked towards the podium and as soon as I got there, I was humiliated. The crowd started laughing and their faces were in disbelief. Some of them remained calm, but some had a hint of jealousy. The atmosphere killed my mood. I knew this was coming anyways.

"Ahem." The crowd went silent.

"Uh… hello fellow comrades…" Still the crowd went silent.

"Uhh… gosh where do I start huh?" The crowd still went silent.

"Anyways… as a country rabbit, I admired my father's military service back when I was 4 years old."

"I always told him he was the greatest soldier in the world."

"…and one day told him that I want to be a soldier when I grow up." The crowd smiled a bit.

"My mother would always disagree with my decisions and most of my class mates made fun of my size and told me that I wasn't fit for the duty." The crowded shifted into sympathy.

"However my dad told me to never give up on a dream that you'll chase."

"As long as you keep working harder for your goal, you can become what you want to become which is who I am today no?"

"I kept fighting for who I was. I always had the guts to volunteer unlike all you wimpy predators. How did a little bunny become valedictorian huh?"

"That's who I am."

The crowd went silent until one faithful clap broke the silence. Everyone had emotional faces and then eventually all the soldiers and officers clapped, I even saw a buff looking panther burst into tears. Was my speech that good? Nah.

At the very end I was awarded with The Medal Of Honor, and I'm the first bunny to ever achieve it. I guess I feel special about it and I've surpassed my father's rank. I'm sure at home my parents are worried sick about me but after my discharge? Sure, they'll begin to weep for my return. As a result, happiness flooded within me. I knew this was just the start of my new life. But will it turn good?

Yep, this pretty much sums up the prologue, which is to give you some detail and an idea of my OC. How is my OC? Please leave a review and express your opinions about him, I would appreciate that. Also this is my first fanfic, so criticism is accepted here. Please don't flame if you have a reason to. I hope you enjoyed this prologue and have a great day. ~Peace.