Hola Amigos! I'm surprised I'm back and actually writing more of this stuff! Sorry for not posting considering these chapters are very short, but I've been busy. I wanna thank all the people that gave a review and thanks those that actually read my story.

I might start a new story soon, it'll most likely not be very similar to this story, focusing on the Judy x Nick more.

I know I always blabber too much, so Deal With It.

Peace!-D3

Judy POV

The beat of my heart is the only thing I can hear, my mind, a river of thoughts. What if I never find him? How will I find him? What happened to him? I try to block out these thoughts, and try to concentrate on the task at hand: Find Nick.

I wander the city aimlessly for minutes, hours, with that one thought. I try and think, where could you drag someone without anyone knowing? It would have to be somewhere out of the city. Somewhere more...empty. I try and think of a place similar to that description. And as expected, I get nothing.

After millions of buildings, I think more in-depth. Depth, underground! Huh. Just like the Night Howler case with Doug. I need someone who might know the layout of the whole city, and more. Time to give our good ol' mayor a visit.

"Umm hello?"

I knock on the office door and I hear a booming voice say "Come in!"

"Hello Sir, uhh I'm Judy H-"

"Oh I remember who you are...you're the bunny who cracked the Night Howler Case!"

He didn't sound very happy, he sounded annoyed or partially mad.

"I'm so sorry for all the things I said...did, I was a naive, stupid bunny. But Sir I need your help… please."

"You know, I lost my job to you, but if it wasn't for you, I would've lost it, permanently. I do want to thank you for helping Zootopia and solving the case. And yes you are a naive dumb bunny. Now what can I help you with?"

"Thank you sir...anyways! Do you perhaps know a secret location in the city? An abandoned place? Someplace hidden from the public?"

"And why would you need that kind of info?"

"Well, as you might know, Chief Bogo and Officer Wilde have been...kidnapped."

"Yes I do know about this. If this has to do with the case, I'll willingly give you the info, but know that the area is old and broken down. So, there is this one place below the train station where we were planning on making an underground base in-case something disastrous would happen in Zootopia, for example, if predators went "savage". The project was soon shut down because many thought it would be useless and a waste of time and money. The entrance is hidden, even I don't even remember where it's located"

"Thank you mayor! That's a lot of help!"

As I make my way back to the cruiser, I feel my legs start to ache and my neck feels stiff. 'The painkillers must be wearing off'. I take a couple more pills and turn on the vehicle's engine. I start to feel drowsy, I mean I have been looking non-stop.I look at the clock: 5:34 AM, sure sleep would be good, but first, I have to find Nick.

Nick POV

"Wakey Wakey! We have an audience to entertain!"

Uhg. That stupid voice. And man do I feel sore! Crammed in such a tight space with a broken leg and wounds? Not fun. I hear the jangling of keys and lift my head and end up banging my head with the top of the cage. Damn I wish I had some coffee. As the cage starts to open I hear that smug voice,

"Remember! Try not to die in the first 5 mins, we don't want to disappoint the audience, am I right? Well, seeing how you did yesterday I think you'll do just fine. Also, your breakfast is on the box to your right. You'll need it."

I try and make my way out of the cage and stand 's when I finally notice how hurt I was. I notice a huge gash on my side and a couple cuts on my arms. As I look down towards my feet, first thought, I didn't know it could bend like that. My foot was at messed 90° angle and that gave me quite a shock. How could have I not noticed that?

I start limping my way towards "breakfast" and I find a dead mouse with a note saying, "Consider this as your last meal. Show starts at 8:30" Yeah...guess I'm skipping breakfast today. Also, 8:30. I look around for a clock and find one directly above what seems the EXIT doors: 6:03. Huh. So I have 2 hours and 27 minutes to live before I get tackled and killed by my police chief, Great.

One thing that kinda bothers me, that Atlas guy keeps talking about a "show" but I don't see any bleachers or anything. Also, I think it's worth mentioning that the arena is pretty small. I would say it's radius is around what, 85-100 meters? I wonder where's Bogo… I mean, I don't see him anywhere. They probably have his own private cage considering how powerful he his.

I look around the arena to see if there's anything useful that could help me. A couple boxes, bubble wrap, and some cloth. I guess I could try and patch myself up for the time being. But still, how am I gonna fix my foot? I try and lightly hit it too see how bad it was and damn, it hurt. This was not gonna be easy. Just Breath,Breath...1...2...3! I quickly shift my foot back as I scream in pain. Fuck! The pain was unbearable. It was as if someone had just ripped my foot off. I quickly try and wrap my foot in the cloth. Once I get that down, I tightly wrap it in bubble wrap.

As I lie down for a some time on the floor waiting for the pain to disperse, I hear the doors suddenly open and out comes out Chief and some animals that seem to be boars. Bogo was also limping, and like yesterday all bloody. I pick myself up and try not to apply too much pressure onto my bad foot. As I limp towards the him, one of the boars whip out a phone and he tosses it to me.

"You, call your buddy cops. Tell them to come to Savannah Central. We have a show remember?"

Now I get what's going on. The jumbotron, no wonder there wasn't any seats. I look around for a camera and as I look up, I see a drone, a small one, flying around. As I follow the drone, I hear the boar shout "NOW!"

I quickly dial up ZPD.

"Hello, ZPD wh-"

"Clawhauser, I need you to-"

I can't get myself to say it. I wanna tell him everything, but at the moment, 2 boars are giving me the death stare.

"Nick? Where are-"

"Listen, I need you..I need you to send everyone to Savannah Central."

"What? Why?"

I hang up to the worried sound of the donut-loving cheetah. Every second I get angrier. Why?! Why the hell is he doing this?! And as cue, the doors burst open and in comes Atlas. As he does, I take a quick glimpse at the clock: 7:06.

Judy POV

I drive in silence towards the train station as I think of all the possible entrances. The Janitor's Closet? Nah too obvious. Maybe an abandoned section of the station. Also obvious. As I get out of the vehicle and head down to the station, I over-hear some boars talking about some "show" as they head down towards the trains. Huh a show. A show underground? Yeah sounds suspicious. I try and follow them when I hear "Judy!"

My ears turn to the sound as I turn my head as well. There, I see one of my 275 siblings.

"Terry?"

Terry is 2 years younger than me, supposedly he too wanted to come live in the city and follow his dream of becoming a, well, baker.

"Judy! What a coincidence! You know, I actually was gonna come visit you today! By the way, I have som-"

"Terry, I'm sorry but I'm busy at the moment. Maybe tomorrow. Do you have a place to stay?"

"Ok, and actually no I do-"

"Here take my spare key, the Grand Pangolin Arms, 3rd floor, 2nd door to the right."

"Ok…"

Dammit, I lost them! Terry, I mean he's good and all but, why now? I was so close! I did see them take a right here so…

1 Hour Later

Nothing. One hour of searching and I find nothing. Not even a trace of fur. It's just a train station! As I run around here and there, I get a call from Clawhauser,

"Judy! Nick just called! He-"

"What?! How? Where is he?"

"I don't know! All he said was for me to send everyone to Savannah Central!"

"Can't you trace the call?"

"Tried, I can't"

"But, why Sava- Wait…I gotta go, sorry! I'll call you when I find something!"

The jumbotron, a show, shady boars. I think I know what's going on. If I'm right, I need to find this place ASAP. As I run I notice an escalator. It says -OUT OF ORDER- in bold, bright yellow letters. Thing is, this escalator was out-of-order since I got here. And no one bothers to fix it. As I inspect it, I notice a crack, big enough for a bear behind the escalator. Huh, I get my taser ready as I enter. Well, here goes.

Well, another one done! I'm sorry for not getting these out fast enough, but I've been kinda busy. Once again, it would be great if you left a review. Doesn't HAVE to be positive, criticism may be helpful too.

Personally, I think I need more build-up or character development IDK. Either way, I hope you enjoyed! Till next time!

Peace M8s! -D3