"What's the ZBI?"

"An organization that was founded to make sure that criminal activity doesn't grow out of control."

"So you work for them? Isn't that dangerous?"

"Very. But I joined the ZBI for two reasons."

"Two? What are they?"

"Well, the first was because I wanted to see what life was like in this so called city of equality."

"What about the other one?"

"..."

"Dad?"

"I'll tell you when you're older."


William panted as he rushed inside St. Furancis's Academy, towards his first class of the day, which happened to be World History.

"Whew, one minute to spare..." he said to himself looking at his phone's time.

"Mr. Savage. Pleasure to see that you decided to actually class today."

William looked at his teacher and gave a flirtatious smile, "Well Ms. Barkley; I don't intend to let my favorite teacher down."

The female wolf smiled back in a professional manner, "Good to see that you realize the importance of attendance. Let's hope it extends to your work as well."

William's tail swished, "Of course, ma'am."

"Dude, you're the definition of a teacher's pet right now."

William turned to a male otter, who was a fairly close friend, "So what Jason? Just because she's hot doesn't make me a teacher's pet!"

Jason cringed a little, "She's like...ten years older than you."

"I'll be of age next year." William retorted.

"No bro, there's plenty of eligible girls in this school your age, and you choose someone much older than you."

The cat scoffed, "What's wrong with a little May December romance?"

"It's just a little creepy honestly; besides isn't there like a law that prohibits this sort of thing?"

"If any rule is broken she can punish me all she wants..." William fantasized thinking about an 'after-class' discussion with the wolf.

Jason saw the cat devolve slowly into a creepy smile, "I would call the police if this age scenario was swapped; besides, she isn't into you anyways."

William snapped out of his fantasy, "Okay, I won't be such a little creeper." he sarcastically promised to his friend.

"Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with you." Jason commented.

As the lecture progressed, William grew bored and eventually shifted his attention to his phone; checking out his social media accounts and sometimes the news.

"Hmm...reports of a break-in at Redwood and Winston; that's a block from my house." He thought of informing his dad about this later on; but a part of him secretly wanted to go on a little mission to capture the thieves himself, "Couldn't be too hard, just borrow my dad's taser..."

Sometimes during lecture, the cat would grow bored enough to imagine life as an agent; pursuing cases and completing missions with his father, hopefully to gain his approval as an equal.

"The United Mammal Nations settled its headquarters in Zoo York seventy years ago; and...Mr. Savage?"

The class turned to find the cat dozing off, William soon came to and noticed all eyes were on him, "U-Uh, what?"

Several snickers were heard throughout the classroom, "Are you feeling well? You seemed a little out of focus."

William attempted to recover by putting on a charming front, "Feeling fine Ms. Barkley, just a little tired from studying last night." He said with a wink.

"Ah, okay, as long as you're fine." She said still smiling before returning to lecturing the class.

William grinned, "As long as you're fine too." he thought staring at her instead of the board.


Two classes, Calculus and Painting passed by fairly quickly, and soon Jason was at the outdoor courtyard inside the academy's complex, munching on a tuna sandwich he made earlier for his lunch.

William sat in a corner secluded from the rest of the crowd, only listening to his music through his earbuds; preferring to use the lunch time to relax during what was otherwise a fairly hectic schedule.

"Alone again I see."

William knew that voice and looked up with a frown, "What now, Noah?"

The coyote loomed over the smaller cat, "I thought I said you weren't allow here. It's my spot." The canine showed some of his sharp teeth in a growl.

"Why are you so adamant about this stupid spot? Is it like a coyote thing?" He said, knowing himself that cats also tend to be territorial.

"You must have a thick head, considering a scrawny pussycat like you couldn't even hold back against someone like me."

"What do you want anyways? Shouldn't you be busy with your girlfriend instead?" William questioned still being alert.

"For a little kitty cat that was raised by that ball of fluff you call a dad; you sure can talk. Since you decided that your dumb ass thought it was fine to come sit here, I felt that a lesson is in order." Noah said beginning to snarl.

"My dad isn't just some ball of fluff, I'm pretty sure he would kick your mangy butt into the curb if he heard you call him that." William said.

"Are you retarded? A puny rabbit is prey for us, I would hunt him down and use his fur as a blanket, and keep his foot as a memento. No wonder your parents abandoned you, they knew also that you are as dumb as a koala bear after falling on his head." The coyote taunted.

The cat found himself feeling a surge of aggression pushing towards attacking the coyote accompanied with a growl, but remembering his father's cautioning that him being a cat doesn't translate to strength; had to concede he would badly lose a fight with him, "Whatever, I have better things to do than mess with the runt of his litter." he taunted back.

"What the fuck did you say?" Noah responded angrily.

The tense air was broken by another coyote, who was Noah's girlfriend calling out to him, "Noah! Come on!"

Noah snorted, "You're lucky, otherwise you would be down a life right now."

William continued to frown, "And you would've lost an eye, buddy."

The coyote left the vicinity, leaving the cat to continue sitting there for the rest of the lunch period, "Pussycat...he's the pussy." he muttered.


"March! Go! Go! Go!" A muscular meerkat yelled towards the P.E. class.

William huffed as he maintained a spirited jog through the track just on the edge of campus; his father emphasized physical activity with the justification that for William; to be able to maintain use of his left leg, which was prone to pain and injury still, he must maintain the practice of stretches and jogging to keep it limber.

As a result, William kept ahead of the pack due to his expanded stamina from years of running since he was a young kitten, and even running for nearly half an hour didn't deter him from continuing to move when most of the rest of the class languished behind.

After the rest of the run, William arrived first, just ahead of the cheetah that would've typically been first. "How the hell are you first?" The cheetah questioned.

William grinned, "Stamina, slow and steady wins the race."

"How did you run for so long anyways, you're just a stupid little cat!"

"A cat raised by a rabbit, so I had a natural coach for running."

The cheetah huffed, "This doesn't seem right, I call bull!"

William chuckled, "You sprinted at the start, so by the middle of the race you were practically dying."

"Hmph..." The cheetah crossed his arms, "I'll show you fast next time."

"I hope so, a cat beating a cheetah looks weird."

"I'm impressed Mr. Savage. A cat typically would be middle of the pack; how's your leg?" The coach questioned.

"Its doing fine, running help keeps the blood flowing; that's probably why that numb pain goes away."

"Good, I had my doubts when your father told me about your condition, but it seems you should be fine. Now to wait for Quentin..." Referring to the sloth still only a quarter of the way down.

William spent the rest of the P.E. class laying down on the grass field relaxing the sun that broke through the clouds; and quickly began to doze off as the warm rays resembled the feeling of being in bed.


"Are you lost?"

"No, I'm here with my dad; we're buying stuff for dinner."

"Him? But he's a rabbit. Unless he kidnapped you..."

"What? He adopted me, he didn't kidnap me!"

"This has happened before, an innocent predator cub is brought into a prey family; then they groom them to be prey sympathizers, and bring down their own!"

"He didn't do anything to me!"

"Don't worry, I'll call the police. You're safe with me."

"Dad!"


"William!"

The cat snapped out of his nap, and saw the coach yelling out to him from a distance "Hmm...class is already over?"

"Yes, time to go back inside and change!"

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute!"

He stretched out every limb and unleashed a loud yawn, "Wow, what a nap. Wish it could've last longer."

At the locker room he changed back from his sportswear to his school clothes; he observed some of the larger mammals looking much more muscular than he was, as William was cursed to remain relatively thin, no matter how much he worked out; at most he had more of a toned body; it bothered him to no end.

"So my mom wanted me to go with to Cape Town with her for vacation, and I was like 'Mom! I don't want to go with you all the way to Cape Town, what am I going to do there anyways?"" a deer said to his friend.

"Dude, Cape Town's know for its parties, plus there are those antelopes...heard they like it rough." his friend, a raccoon commented.

"Hmm...maybe, Spring Break is in a couple of weeks. What about you, Will? Got anything planned?"

William was a little surprised at the question, "Me? Well..."

Every year during Spring Break, Jack would take his son back his home country; though William stuck out from the crowd being raised in Zootopia, even if the cat was familiar with the customs of the foreign nation.

"Guess I'm going to Europe with my Dad." he said shrugging.

"Europe? Heh, going for the European ladies aren't ya?"

William wanted to roll his eyes, but in honestly a male his age had thought of chasing tail overseas, "We'll see, if anything happens, I'll let you know." he said with a wink.


Soon the end of the day arrived, and William sat out at the front; as usual waiting for his father to come around in his car and take him home. Expect today, Jack was being late.

The cat was beginning to be annoyed after waiting several minutes, "What's taking him? Better call I guess."

His phone rang several times before being sent to voicemail, "Okay, that's weird, normally he doesn't miss my calls."

Walking home would take at least an hour, something that seemed daunting for the cat.

"For fox's sake..." he thought staring down the road.

Suddenly he phone began to vibrate, quickly bringing to his attention, the phone number didn't contain Jack's name, but he still answered it.

"Hello?"

"Well, if it isn't William Savage!" a perky, yet elderly voice greeted.

"Who's this?"

"For now, I can't disclose my identity, but I can say I know your father."

"Wait, are you from the ZBI?"

"Quick to realize, eh? Good. I apologize for the fact that your father isn't currently able to reach his phone."

"So, what is it?"

"First, will you accept this assignment being handed to you?"

William gasped, "Wait what? Really? You're offering me?"

"Do you refuse?"

"No! Of course I accept, thank you so much sir but I-"

"I'm flattered, but really it was your father who pulled the strings for this opportunity."

"Thank you so much...what should I do then?"

"You'll be briefed at the ZPD headquarters, I recommend bringing in your suit that your father provided you."

William remembered it, "The black one?"

"Yes, and then you'll meet with the chief of police, and he'll provide you help. In any case, since this your first mission, Jack will be doing most of the heavy lifting; think of it as a sort of shadow apprenticeship."

"The chief of police? I mean, wow, that's..." William suddenly was thinking back to what Jack taught as 'diplomacy'.

"Do I need to go there now?"

"That would be preferred yes. Now then, I must go. Your father should join up with you at some point."

"Okay, thank you, bye."

"Good luck, Mr. Savage."

After putting his phone back in his pocket, he immediately realized he still had no transportation.

"Now how in the hell am I suppose to get there anyways...wait."

After a few minutes a gray car pulled up on the driveway, the driver rolled down the window, "Are you William Savage?"

"Yup, thank the gods for Zuber!"

"Seems like it. Need to get somewhere fast?"

"Yep, need to get home, Aberdeer and Winston!"


"Dad. They're calling me a traitor and a disgrace to my own species."

"Unfortunately, it seems that this sort of taunting will continue for as long as we're family."

"One of them said that he'll would kill us both."

"Ha. Like I would let that happen, I'll protect you from this riff raff."

"I'll protect you too!"