Megalomaniac

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Chapter 2

Megalomaniac

1. A person who is obsessed with their own power

2. a person who suffers delusions of their own power or importance

3. (Classified As A Mental illness, A fantasy that you as a person is more important than anyone else, full of grandeur and an unhealthy obsession with power)

Judy was always the one to keep a promise, especially when it came to bashing Nick once again as they drove home. After the ordeal with Officer Bogo, Judy was less than happy to see that Nick had a lot more than one ticket from Chief Bogo, let alone any in general. However, eventually, Judy came to ease, realizing that Nick after all was always going to be the flawed stupid fox he always was. However, the one thing Judy was dreading the most was walking into Bogo's office Monday morning. She could imagine his foul breath seemingly in her face, his fangs seeming to lash out as he would yell at her and Nick for such a idiotic decision, most likely one of the most stupid any officer in the ZPD has ever done. The thing however though was that Judy was thinking of all of this as she and Nick, both dressed in their uniforms entered into the officer and took a seat, Bogo grabbing his reading glasses and pulling out a file, his eyes purposely avoiding the frightened wide eyed view of a nervous rabbit, her foot in a desperate need to bounce.

It was a natural reflex for bunnies when they were nervous, for them to violently bounce of their legs up and down. Judy didn't know why, but it somehow calmed her nerves, while all the attention of any public place faced her, her foot tapping away as if it had a mind of its own. But she kept her foot still as the Chief cleared his throat and looked at Nick and Judy dead in the eye. He wasted no time getting to the point as he opened up the file and began reading.

"Nick and Judy Hopps, As I begin this file, I want you to listen to everything I say, got it?"

"Yes sir." Judy and Nick both stated quietly, Bogo smirking at his little game as his eyes began to move across the paper.

"Where to begin? Ahh, right here on page one out of the ten on this document!"

Judy gulped loudly.

"You ran through 12 red lights, went 40 miles per hour over the speed limit, ran through about 15 stop signs, illegally drifted on a public open street, smashed a ladies purse as she crossed the street, bashed the side of another car-" Bogo took a deep breath, Judy's facing seeming to drain more and more color every statement Bogo made.

"Not only that, but you went through several alleyways, ran over a light pole and bent it over, ran through 27 mail boxes, and last but not least make five illegal u-turns in a busy intersection. Do I need to say anything else? I have many more pages I could re-read if you like." He stated sweetly, seeming to flutter his eyes as Judy and Nick both nodded no.

"Well... What do you have to say for yourselves, officers? You both are the greatest role models of the damn ZPD, and you bash our reputation just about for a hell of a joyride illegally in a civilized city in a busy intersection!" Bogo slammed the report onto the table once again, the papers flying all over the floor as Bogo smashed a photo frame off his desk, the frame shattering and clattering across the floor, the quiet conversations heard outside of Bogo's door seeming to go silent as the Chief's breathing grew louder.

"Chief Bogo sir, It wasn't my-"

"Don't you start Hopps, I don't give a damn who or whatever caused it, your both in major trouble, I should've fired you both by now, but you're too good for me to fire you, and with your stupid partner, a dumb ass fox who thought he could get away with this, You clearly signed Judy the document that stated you are liable for all of his actions and you too would have to suffer the consequences!"

Nick didn't even seem fazed by the chief, he actually was lightly chuckling at how stupid the chief looked, with his eyes seeming to be scrunched up, and his face twisted up. Bogo snapped his head, his neck popping loudly as he dug his claws into the desk. His look was dead serious, and Nick went silent, and it was now his turn to become ashen faced as Bogo sat back down into his chair, sighing at their stupidity.

"I'm done with you two, both of you, parking duty, the rest of this month, and don't groan at me Judy, you both deserved it."

"Yes sir..." Judy groaned inwardly and silently to herself, Bogo quickly dismissing them with a flick of his finger. Judy and Nick both trudged out, a crowd of other officers quickly scurrying away, Judy's eyes twitching as she briskly and quickly walked out, her feet stomping into the floor. Nick grinned and went next to her, attempting to lighten up her mood.

"So Carrots... can I drive this time?" He asked, nervously smile. Judy turned towards him and she slapped him square across the face, grabbing his uniform and nearly spitting into his face as she yelled.

"Nick Wilde... do you think by my life that I would trust you again to drive a car, even for something like parking duty? I'm taking my patrol car, so you better be happy you'll be cramped, I could easily kick you into the backseat, just for my own enjoyment, so shut your little snout of yours and don't. Make. A. Sound. Got it?" Judy giggled as Nick nodded quickly, wiping the spit off of his face as he silently followed Judy, his mind whirling of the fear of him being shoved into a two door patrol car with a microscopic backseat. He shuddered at it, Judy smiling as the silence sounded blissful to her ears.

"Great! Now, let's get going, I don't want to be fired!" And with that, they quickly ran out and hopped into the cruiser. She turned on the key and they pulled out quickly and rather smoothly, Nick as he was buckling up noticing how good of a driver Judy actually was. It made him actually jealous, that a bunny could driver better than him. However, he quickly dismissed the thought as he felt his head bump violently into the ceiling of the cruiser, his head seeming to be crushed just about as they slowly drove through the early morning traffic.

Nick should've never made the stupid decision to bring a bunny along when a fox was driving. He should've known better. Once again, Nick got hustled, and this time, he was going to regret it.

And Nick indeed regretted it. After many long and boring hours of only a mere few parking tickets handed out, and with Nick's neck seeming to stiffen and cramp in place, along with horrendous back pain and little food, Nick was agitated. Even though he enjoyed Judy's company, popping up the occasional joke, both of them were shocked to see that the city's criminal rate had drastically lowered since Nick and Judy were at the ZPD. Maybe they realized that the bunny and fox duo weren't a joke, or most likely to Judy, a group was most likely planning another large criminal case, and was waiting until the town lowered their guards just long enough for them to get by without any trouble. Judy however, still enjoyed the peace, especially due to them having a chance to actually talk about the Night Howlers case, and reflect on how quickly it all went down.

Luckily for them both, Bellwether was quickly afterwards arrested without hesitation,, and was sent off to a correction facility at the ZPD, where only the worst criminals were to go to suffer for the rest of their lives. They were confined to one visit a year, and were usually in a small cramped cell, and were rarely let out, with braces on their ankles that followed their every movement, along with durable cuffs on their hands, and a security guard at each cell, blocking their view, guns pointed up into the air fully loaded. It was the worst place anyone could be placed, and Bellwether made the honors of being the first vice mayor to ever be placed in that facility.

As Judy sunk into her own thoughts, she was surprised that the shift for the day was nearly done, the sun seeming to set, the hues of the early night seeming to reflect onto the streets, long casting shadows, smoothed out onto the sidewalk as if it was living art. Judy and Nick pulled back up into the empty parking lot of the ZPD, both of them with bags under their eyes as they trudged in, Nick hunched over, Clawhauser packing up for the day. Clawhauser waved at them, and they waved back, and Judy felt bad as he never really had any friends except them both.

"Hey Clawhauser! How's your day been!" Judy hopped up and hugged him, Clawhauser giggling in delight as somebody acknowledged him.

"Omg, it went great! I'm so happy that the Night Howlers case was over, That tied me out sooo much!" Nick chuckled, and shook Clawhauser's hand, Nick still shocked over the fact that Clawhauser actually had a very sturdy manly grip to his hand, which wasn't usual in people like him.

"Me and you both, hey, we were planning to grab some dinner, we're going to pay anyway, would you like to come along?" Judy smiled, Nick winking at her with the change of plans. Both of them felt bad for the cheetah, as the only other friends he had was Gazelle on his poster in his bedroom, or the app on the phone where he could dance as that sexy tiger next to her, with her chanting him on. It was honestly sad, but nevertheless, Judy couldn't help but laugh every time she caught him doing that. His chubby cheeks would turn red and he tried to hide his phone, it would usually slip out of his hand.

"Oh Judy, you're so sweet, but I have a date tonight anyway, I have to get ready !"

"That's perfectl- WHAT?" Judy and Nick both yelled at the same time, Judy nearly dropping her phone just like Clawhauser would. Clawhauser giggled and blushed slightly, his tail swinging back in forth.

"OMG, you didn't know? I can't believe no one found out yet!" He laughed and wiped a tear of joy away, Nick still trying to get over the fact that Clawhauser scored a girlfriend faster than Nick had in his whole entire life. And foxes were always the ones to get the first picks on a girlfriend, not a fat cheetah who listens to Gazelle and digs into several dozens of donuts a day like a stereotypical cop.

"No way.. Who is it?" Judy asked giggling.

"You wouldn't believe me, You would die!"

"You're serious?" Judy asked, Nick sighing at how they both usually got into these girly conversations, Nick sometimes questioned why he was still here, he could easily walk off and get something by himself to eat and leave Judy alone with her other friends.

"Judy, we're about to run out of time, I'm hungry..." Nick whined, trying to steer the conversation as he dragged Judy off, Clawhauser waving as Nick pushed her out, Judy laughing the whole time.

"What's wrong Nick? You're worried we were going to talk our asses off?" Judy cracked up, Nick pushing her into his car, laughing alongside her.

"Judy, I don't want you to talk until the next morning, and I'm hungry too.. I may need to eat a bunny if I don't get my food soon.." Nick lightly growled, Judy laughing out louder as Nick went behind the wheel, Nick glad he could distract Judy out of the conversation with Clawhauser.

"Nick! Relax, we'll get you and your stomach some food!" Judy chuckled as she flushed out her wallet, both of them driving to the same diner they went to yesterday, the glowing neon signs and the mostly empty parking lot as the sun setting down setting the relaxed tone. As they closed the car doors and they stepped out walking into the diner, Judy couldn't help but feel a slight glance being made in her direction, however ignored it as her usual bunny reflexes were usually common late at night, or it was just her nerves as their hands bumped into each other lightly, Judy flushing the slightest bit as they walked in.

As Judy walked in, A shuffling of a shadow was noticeably across the glass, along with a black car roaring into life. Judy ignored it, more focused on Nick and his jokes as they took a booth for two, both of them laughing the night away lightly, without any worry as the car pulled off. It didn't take long for them to walk out afterwards, not even noticing the slight dent left in their car as they walked back in, a tracker device quickly stashed underneath the car, beeping silently as they pulled off, a cloaked mammal laughing in delight. However, the mammal quickly went back into his car which was still near the diner. He turned on the car once again as he turned on the radio and listened to his favorite song. He wasn't going to go all out as most criminals did. He knew that was a stupid mistake.

But rather, he was going to plot every location their car stopped out. Sure, it would take an extremely long time to track down all their favorite locations, however, he wasn't looking to rush. He set his clock already, his electronic watch ticking down slowly, as one 363 days now remained. He was waiting one year on the dot, right as the ZPD relaxed their officers on duty, and he could slip through. He quickly pulled up his phone and opened his app, smiling in delight at success as he saw the coordinates of the beeping dot, going down each specific street. He muted his phone and set it to vibration, and he tucked it back into his pocket.

He pulled off quickly and approached an alleyway, a man who said he had the material he needed. The man contained a stash of many medications, for many mental medications mashed up together and with several other drugs combined. it was perfectly suitable for an innocent bunny, which was weak with so much power in the drug.

He saw the man waving in the darkness, several glowing blue bags visible in the darkness. He quickly swerved his car, and drove right towards the alleyway, the empty road oblivious to the deal that was about to take place, the man smiling as he made sure his gun was loading. He asked for a hefty price, and he wasn't going to pay it, besides, if your better than everyone else, then why pay for something he needed. In his world, it was kill or be killed, and it saved him every time. His barrel slid back over the bullet as it clinked into the place, the clinking of metal indicating the gun was locked and loaded, ready to shoot anyone, anywhere, anytime that got in his way.

The mammal sighed in relief as he parked into a nearby alleyway, another cloaked figure walking up to his car and knocking at the window. The man rolled down the window and grasped the bag full of a blue powder, the man winking at him as he quickly explained the substance and handed several photos of examples of how mammals reacted to the substance. Right as the man handed his hand out for the money, boasting in pride, the mammal in the car grasped his already loaded gun and shot the man in the head, blood splatting onto the brick walls of the alleyway, a loud bang going off as a scream erupted from the man's mouth, his money from his pocket littering onto the ground, along with many coins cluttering onto the ground noisily. The mammal quickly ran out and grasped the money, his hands slicked as the man jumped back into the car, the man's body swaying as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, blood running down rapidly across his face, into his mouth, and out back onto the ground. It made a puttering sound, as if blood was raining onto the ground, coming rapidly in many drops.

The mammal laughed as the body slumped down into the ground underneath the car, and the cloaked mammal revved up his car and ran over the man's body once again, his head underneath the last tire, blood in the tire tracks of the alleyway as the man pulled off, chucking the substance into the back. He laughed hysterically, his body shuddering as he twitched his eye, driving extra carefully as he felt he was being watched, even though he knew for a fact that wasn't true. A suitcase in a back contained another gun, which he grasped while driving. He threw the other gun back into the suitcase, which was now covered in blood across the barrel. Not only that, but he quickly took off his bloodied cloak and threw it into his back, grasping another shirt and putting it over his heat as he was still driving, several car lights flashing at him telling him to turn his brights on the pitch black road.

After settling down and in a comfortable outfit, he quickly left the district without any questions or concerns. He was so confident, he even talked to an officer on the side of the road and fixed his flat tire. It was funny how a good false image could swoon anyone to think that a person who was corrupted could actually look like a good person. A false perception to someone was a reality, except, that reality was false.

That meant, in the eyes of the mammal driving down the road, his reality was that anyone but him was weak, and if they didn't work with him, they didn't deserve to belong in Zootopia, let alone anywhere else. He grasped his 2nd gun out of the suitcase and tightened his grip, a large grin across his face as he rolled down his window and waved at the officer as he pulled off, laughing at how gullible the ZPD was.

In one year, on the dot, at the strike of Midnight, Zootopia would change forever. Not just for predators, but for prey. The Night Howlers was only the start. Little did they know, a unsuspecting mammal was very close to grasping Zootopia underneath his paws.

For now however, laying low was his best option. He wasn't worried. Why you may ask?

He was a good friend of Judy, and he knew she would take up for him, even if it meant he would have to dreadfully kill her.

Well, it was her fault for choosing him as a friend. She would have no idea, right? That was the point and he knew it. He couldn't wait from one year that night to cross off Nick and Judy, and hopefully Bogo off his list, it would be three people out of his way. As he approached back towards his apartment, he quickly grabbed his briefcase and locked the car quickly, carrying his gun, many used needles (which he cleaned off for good measure) and the blue substance that no one except that mammal knew what it was capable of.

Zootopia wasn't seeing it coming, especially from one year away. They were not prepared for anything else like this.

One year is all it takes.

A year is 365 1/4 days, that's all it takes...

For a confession of love

A clash of the darkness in the depths of Zootopia

the death of a beloved mammal

And the final showdown between two lovers.

Time is ticking, there isn't much time left.

Dreams don't last long, and never have any meaning, they will always be shattered.

And it is all because of one year.