Chapter 2

High in the skies above Zootopia, a creature who barely regained his wits flew as fast as his wings could carry him. His mind, still hazy from the flower petals, could only make out the major details of what was happening around him.

His mind could only consciously understand these things at the moment: Dark blue flowers, bad, make you go insane, savage. I stopped eating the petals, I feel better. I feel calmer. My mind is less clouded. I still feel angry, full of rage and savagery. But I can contain it for now. I will contain, I have to. Keep, flying… I stop flying I die… but I don't know why. Why can't I remember…?

At the moment that's all he could think. The effects of the flower were too destructive. He would never be the same, not unless he got it. He didn't know what it was, but it would help him. He just knew it.

He shook his head again, for a moment his eyes focused in and out before settling again. He took a deep breath, and flew faster.

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He saw the lights of the city ahead in the distance. The rich glow near the horizon gave him a sign that he was getting close… but at the same time, he knew that wasn't where he needed to go.

When he got closer, he turned and headed along the coastline. He followed it like a trail of breadcrumbs, and kept scanning along it, looking for his target.

There… there it was. A building hanging on the delta of a waterfall.

He had read about this place, and he knew it had what he needed to become himself again.

He lighted down on a platform above the main entrance. Slowly, he went over to the window. He scraped the side of one of his talons against the tip of his beak. Using the talon, he slid it against the glass making a high-pitched noise. When the circle was complete, he tapped the glass and pushed the circle forward.

Luckily it didn't shatter when it hit the ground. He entered the building, and as he did, he realized he was running out of time. Soon that feeling would take over, and he would lose control. Driven by will and determination, he pressed forward.

He quickly ducked under a bench along the wall as a guard approached. He didn't move a muscle until the guard left. He knew it wouldn't be the last time he had to hide from guards, but he was getting closer. He could feel it. But he was losing his will, and he was losing focus. He couldn't hold still, and was almost caught by guards 3 times. He knew that he had to find it NOW. If something happened to him 3 times in a short period of time, his luck would run out.

He rounded another curve, and there it was. A room filled with vials, the vials contained what he had come for. The cure to the effects of Mindicandlehoolysimphious. (Goodness I hope I spelt that right) But they were more commonly known as Night Howlers.

He didn't even bother with finding a key to the room, or making another hole like he did at the entrance. He smashed the glass, which sounded alarms all over the building. The alarms carried red flashing lights, and everything else included in that package.

There was no time to worry about it now though, he took a shot, put the needle through the cap, and extracted some of the fluid. When he got enough, he stabbed it into where he knew a major vein was. He pushed every drop into his system, and pulled the needle out.

Guards rounded the corner, tranquilizer guns ready. They had never seen a creature like this before, its body seemed to be covered in a cross between fur, and hair. It outstretched 2 limbs, one on each side, turned them upside-down, leaned forward and let off an ear piercing high-pitched screech. The guards covered their ears, and cowered in fear at the sight of this creature. Despite it being small compared to them, it was terrifying.

The creature took its chance, and headed for the window, smashing the glass before exiting it. As he dropped over the falls, he opened his wings and took back to the sky.

He was free.

He was really free.