I woke up next morning to find myself cuddling with Jessabelle. I quickly jumped off the couch and ran into the bathroom to get ready. I started to brush my teeth and brush my fur before heading into my room and putting on my police uniform.

"Ugh…Streak, we got to get up for work." I heard Jessabelle call from the living room.

I walk out of my room fully dressed and playing games on my phone, "Yeah, I'm wayyyyy ahead of you."

She groaned and went into the bathroom where I heard the shower turn on. She started singing in the shower and I glanced at the door.

I immediately noticed that voice. It almost sounded familiar, like this isn't the first time I've heard her sing before. Regardless, she had a fantastic singing voice and I couldn't help but grab a slip of paper to write down her words. I then looked at my guitar and started to play a tune to her song.

After a while, the water cut off and out came Jessabelle in her uniform, "You ready to go?"

I nodded and we headed out to the police station to get our part of the assignment for the day.

The chief gave us some files and told us to meet up with Nick and Judy who were already out and patrolling.

We got in the squad car and I looked out the window and watched Zootopia pass me as we soon met up with Nick and Judy who were enjoying a coffee.

"Look who it is." Nick said as he held out his fist to me.

At first I didn't know what he was trying to do but I soon fist bumped him, "Ok, so now what?"

Jessabelle tapped my shoulder and pointed to where I Dj, "Show us what happened around here."

I nodded and brought them to where I was standing when I noticed the victim, "I came out from here, then I saw her over there." I took a few steps from the entrance where I saw a blue drop on the ground, "Hold on…what's that?"

Judy came over and took a tissue to the droplet then put it in a plastic bag, "Nick, we have a problem. Look at this"

Nick went over to Judy and was shocked, "But how? I thought we got rid of them!"

I was confused, "What's wrong?"

Jessabelle pulled me close and whispered into my ear, "I think that was once a night-howler."

I gasped like I knew what that was and Judy told the rest of us to follow her which we did. And trust me…when Judy is on a one track mind, don't get in her way. We were blazing down the street to a maximum security prison. Once inside, Judy brought us to a cell holding a certain sheep.

"Bellwether..." Judy called the sheep to the bars and she did what she was told. Didn't make her any happier to see us.

"What do you want, Judy? Here to finally gloat about cracking the case of the night-howler and saving Zootopia?" She had a lot of attitude in her voice. "And Nick, you seemed to have gotten that blueberry off your face after I shot you with it."

He didn't seem the least bit irritated, "Well you know, rather have blueberry all over me then be stuck behind some metal bars for how long? I believe they gave you life. Lucky they didn't give you the death penalty."

I sort of envy Nick on how cool, calm, and collected he could be.

The sheep tried to grab him through the bars but he quickly stepped back and laugh at her prompting Judy to step forth, "How do you explain this?" she held up the tissue with the droplet and our little sheep friend was not very talkative.

Jessabelle tried doing the "good cop" routine with her but that failed so I decided to step in.

I growled before reaching through the bars and grabbing the sheep by her jumpsuit, "Listen here and you listen good, my brother and I got attacked yesterday because of this and you are the only one here who knows about this. You are going to tell me everything I need to know or else!"

She decided to test me, "Or what? You cant harm me."

"Bet." With a growl I yanked my arm back causing her to hit her face on the metal bars, "Please call the guards and tell them how the cell bars assaulted you. Think I wont do it again."

She looked at me and whimpered causing some of her fear to show, "You wont…"

"Thank you for giving me a reason to enjoy myself." I yanked my arm back again, and again, and again to the point where I broke her glasses.

Nick tried to pry me off the bars but I pushed him back.

"I may not care what happens to me because I am a walking, talking dead man, but my brother is the only family I have left! If my brother dies and you could have stopped it…there will be no cell, no bunker, no vault I wont find you!" I released her and took a step back realizing what I've just done.

She fell back then stood up, "I…will t-tell you e-everything. B-but I want a deal."

Judy stepped in, "What kind of deal?"

Bellwether smirked, "I want out of here."

Judy shook her head, "No way! You are serving your life in here and that's final!"

I stepped in, "Fine…but if you don't give us everything, I will make sure no one finds where I leave what's left of you, got it?!"

She nodded and we were able to get her out of the prison.

Judy glared at me but I paid her no attention, "How would you like it if someone you loved was on the line daily and you had a limited time to protect them?"

She glanced at Nick and looked down, "Fine." She groaned, "Don't let this backfire."

I nodded to her and we put the goat in my squad car.

While driving she seemed timid…like something was after her.

"You ok?" I looked back at her but she didn't answer.

It was quiet for a while until Jessabelle decided to strike up some conversation, "So…what did you mean back there? You know, about being a walking, talking dead man?"

I looked away, "I have this condition called hypoglycemia, meaning I suffer from low blood sugar. I have to constantly eat things with a lot of sugar in them."

She looked at me, "Well that doesn't sound too bad."

"I wasn't finished yet…my condition is getting worse. If they don't find a cure soon, I will die from this. The only thing slowing down my process is that…" I reached into my pockets and pulled out some mints, "these, they help keep my blood sugar up."

I guess I may have changed her mood because she didn't say anything else for the rest of the ride, I didn't even get a glance from her.

We had soon arrived at the police department and took Bellwether inside to our forensics department.

While they did that, I took a walk to an authorized room with a bunch of files, "Let's see here." I looked through the files and found one with my family's last name on it and looked inside, "Family was lucky to have escaped the fire…no other members were injured…child not found however…presumed dead…" I kept reading until I got a headache.

"Streak?" I looked up and saw Jessabelle and quickly put the file back but grabbed a picture out of it and came out of where I was standing.

"Yeah? I'm right here." I put the picture in my back pocket and went to her.

"What are you doing in the cold case room?" She crossed her arms to her chest and glared at me.

"Hoping to find something that could give us a clue as to where we might need to search to find our culprit."

Luckily she believed me and I got off scott free for that one.

After we had Bellwether analyze some of our clues, she gave us some of where her old facilities were and we decided to head out…well the others did, while it had something more important to search for.

I went back to the cold case room and got the file before heading out of the department. I took the picture out of my pocket and turned it around, "1218 Millennium Drive…" I quickly got into a squad car and punched that into the GPS and headed out.

When I got to the location, all I could see was a field with some charred wood in it.

"This all seems familiar somehow…but why?" I looked around at the charred wood until I found what felt like tile…kitchen flooring tile.

I started to dig until more of what was once a house was coming up. Burned wallpaper, scorched plastic kitchen wear, ect.

That's when I found something intact…something that hit me where it hurts, "Streak Mathew Felgrand. Born: June 6, 2006. Mother: Janice Herald, Father: Trent Felgrand."

I cocked my head, "That cant be…my mother and father are George and Mercy." I rolled the birth certificate and placed it in the car before going back and inspecting the site more.

I had been there for an hour when I got a text from Jessabelle asking where my location was.

I gave it to her and in about 30 more minutes, she had arrived to the site, "What are you doing here?"

I looked at her, "A better question is how the hell did you get my phone number. But never mind that for now. I saw a cold case file that had interested me so I check back here using this clue," I held up the photo then looked back at the site, "I also found something that might shock you. Go into my car and grab the files as well as the slip of paper on my seat."

She did what she was told and brought the files back to me.

"Read them…"

She looked at the files and was shocked, "A missing child…fire broke out…I remember this case. The child was still never found."

I looked down, "Read the certificate found here."

She handed me the file before reading the certificate and feeling bad, "Streak…I'm so sorry…"

I saw a tear drop down her face and wiped it away, "It's ok." I read the rest of the file where I saw that my real father was a criminal and my mother was a drug addict.

Jessabelle hugged me close causing me to blush but hug her back, "I have an idea…" I whispered something into her ear and she nodded.

I put my birth certificate in the car before putting some wood together and the files on top before striking a match, "The case of the missing child was solved…and we know who it is. This only stays between us."

She nodded and I tossed the match onto the wood letting the fire burn those files. I then looked at the picture and tossed it in as well.

Part of my past was figured out, and I cant wait to tell my brother…

Jessabelle got in her car and pulled off telling me to meet her back at the office.

I nodded to her and she drove off leaving me there with my thoughts.

I started to walk off but something caught my eye. It was a flask with some blue liquid in it. It had looked to be old…like a fresh old, almost as if…it hadn't been sitting out that long.

I bent down and touched the liquid and tasted it (really dumb move on my part) before calling Jessabelle, "See if you can get forensics down here." She gave me the ok and I got in my car with the flask and headed back to the ZPD.

Once I got back, I ran to the forensics room and gave them the flask to look at.

Within a few minutes they told me that the substance was a prototype of the night-howler drug making me question what they meant.

"Prototype? What will that do to me? I had a little intake of that stuff!" Bellwether stepped in, "Yes a prototype, its effects are unstable and may cause you to lose control of your body." I looked around and backed away from everyone.

Jessabelle looked at her, "Please tell me you are kidding."

Bellwether started laughing, "I am. Sorry hun, but I had to get you back for breaking my other pair of glasses."

I glared at her and growled, "Freaking asshole…"

She smiled at me and looked at Judy and Jessabelle, "However, that doesn't mean it wont do something to him. The effects aren't exactly known for this version of the serum but from what I can remember…it will activate and stimulate some of his primal instincts if he feels tense or low on energy."

I looked at her scared, "Uh that's kinda what my condition does to me. My low levels of blood sugar will cause me to lose energy quicker and make me fatigued easier."

Well this could be a big problem and we need to figure out how to fix my stupididty and the mistake I put myself in