Yeah its me. So thanks to everyone who has reviewed the story so far, it lets me know what you guys like and what you don't, so as a mediocre author, much respect to those of you which take time out of your supposedly busy days to just drop a few words to make a 17 year old happy. To everyone just joining me today for this story, feel free to just review what you like or what you don't, and I'll consider changing, editing or removing it entirely, depending on how large the agreement is for the review.
So to recap:
1: It's still me
2: The story is still going.
Hope you enjoy.
Soundtrack, (New feature, I know. Hope it works out): Specter Trailer Music Only
"I have proof that Nick Wilde has killed another mammal" the bunny said, sitting in the interrogation room patiently, his eyes trained on Judy. She was quite the beautiful rabbit.
"What kind of evidence do you have?" Bogo was in the other seat. It was a little strange in Judy's opinion that the chief of police had to make his way down for his own personal investigation.
"Video footage" Harold didn't grin now, having to force it down. He wouldn't show any emotion in front of the police, or they would think he knew more than he was letting on.
"Why would you have footage of Wilde's 'killing'?" Judy asked, trying to draw out any potential lies. There was something off about Harold Weiz.
"Protection. Pure and simple. As long as I didn't know where Nick was, I assumed the footage would keep him away from me. With him off the radar, turning it into the police would have been useless. It's kept him away from me for a few years now, but I guess he finally got fed up" Harold crossed his arms and sat more comfortably in his chair. He was satisfied with his answer. But to the police it would seem as if he thought himself safe.
"Why has Wilde wanted you dead for so long?" Judy was intrigued by Wilde's hunt. He had been following after a single rabbit for years now? Why?
"How am I supposed to know? He's a hired assassin, so maybe I was the one job that slipped through his fingers and he's held a grudge ever since"
"Why would someone have a reason to kill you?"
"Prescription drugs is a big business and I hold a high position. My death would severely damage the company I work with, so perhaps it was a competitor who wanted me dead"
Judy was about to press more questions. She felt like something was missing, something that Harold wasn't saying.
A stiff hoof from Bogo made her stop.
"A word Hopps. Outside" and he stood up, leaving the room with Judy following in step.
Once the door was closed and the room was sound proofed Judy turned her full attention to her captain.
"I don't care how shady this guy seems. He could be Mr Big himself for all I fucking care. And all I care about is his evidence on Wilde. That's what we need Judy. And he won't give it up if he thinks we are going to convict him as well"
Judy was confused now.
"But, if he's guilty of something-"
"Then you turn a blind eye Hopps. You shut that little mouth and stop asking the questions that would make this guy run. Or I won't just give you parking duty, you'll be removed from the force"
Judy's breath hitched.
Her sense of right and wrong, the rule of law, and everything she stood for was just challenged.
"Now lets go get some damn evidence, and you can forget this conversation ever happened" Bogo grumbled before making a move for the door.
However, before he could open it, Judy asked him a question that stopped him cold.
"What did Wilde do to you?" Judy knew there was more than the chief let on. This was a personal vendetta, something that he held close to his heart. It wasn't about the greater good anymore, it had to do with Bogo and whatever vengeance he held for the fox.
"Years ago, my brother Michael was working overseas on some special team, protecting some high priority individual. He went missing in Pawaii" Anthony Bogo took a deep breath before continuing, "the only evidence as to what happened to him, were blood stains in his hotel room, and a note which had one name on it…"
"Nick Wilde" Judy finished, finally seeing where this was going.
"The VIP my brother was guarding went missing in the Pawaii riots, but no one caught the kidnapper. The rest of the protection detail went missing as well, the same evidence as my brother in each case. I began to search up on Nick Wilde, and came up with the same information every time. Barely anything"
Bogo stood tall now, arms crossed in his usual stance, but a determined and furious face on.
"What I did find all pointed me to one conclusion. Nicholas Wilde is a killer, and he was the one who killed my brother"
Bogo entered the room, no longer interested in trying to satisfy Judy's sense for justice.
The only thing the two had definitely come to a conclusion on was Harold Weiz was not going to tell them the full story, just the parts that suited him.
Judy followed Bogo back into the interrogation room.
"You're head hurts a lot more than you might think" Wolford sat comfortably across the table from Nick Wilde.
The fox had his eyes closed, his breath calm and focused.
He was meditating with his paws in his lap.
"Still not going to say anything?" Wolford had been tossing queues and verbal hints at the fox to try and start a conversation at the very least, but he was rewarded with just deep breathing.
"If you weren't breathing I'd assume you'd have died on the inside" Wolford frowned.
Nick's breath hitched and his eyes opened, gazing at Wolford for a second.
"He's alive!" Wolford cheered.
Nick still didn't say anything, thoughts flying through his head. Jessica had told him the very same thing years ago. Why did everything now a days have to do its damned hardest to remind him of her?
'Probably because Harold is so close' his mind told him.
Nick's paws clenched, and Wolford noticed the muscles down his arm tense up, his positive attitude dropping away at the potential dangerous situation.
"The piece of shit is in the building" Nick forced his claws back, desperately fighting his instincts, "isn't he?"
Wolford's paw drifted to his dart gun, holding it in a firm grip, still not drawing it though, as he answered Wilde.
"If you're talking about Harold Weiz, then yes, the rabbit is still in the building" Wolford grinned now, a victorious grin, "not much you can do about it tho', being locking in here and all"
"There's plenty of things I could do about it" Nick snarled, his eyes shooting towards the door. Someone was coming.
"Like what? You're still cuffed" Wolford was smug now.
"I've spent the last 10 minutes getting myself familiar with these cuffs" Nick then held up his cuff free hands, "and I picked them 20 seconds ago"
Wolford froze.
Nick lunged.
The officer that walked into the interrogation room didn't expect a closed paw to the face.
Nick Wilde was free.
Chaos was breaking out all over the police station. Bogo knew what had happened as soon as officers failed to check in on their radios. Then the shouting and panicked yells came through. Then there would be a silence before someone else screamed or yelled. Nick was making his way through the police station, heading their way.
"Take the rabbit and go!" Bogo told Judy, shoving Harold in her direction, "I don't care where you go, just get him somewhere safe"
Judy hesitated, but the sounds of shouts and screams over the police radio reaffirmed her moral.
She grabbed Harold by the paw and started leading him out the room, Bogo following before they split up in different directions. Bogo was headed towards Wilde's closest location, while Judy was headed to the garage.
Soundtrack: In the house, In a heartbeat – John Murphy
Wilde jumped into the air, spinning as he kicked the rhino in the side of the head, forcing the large mammal's head to impact the wall, leaving a nice rhino horn sized hole.
The cop slumped to the floor, and Nick was able to get a clear view of the final cop in his way.
Chief Bogo stood at the end of the hallway, watching Nick with livid eyes. Behind Nick was each of his officers. Some of them were unconscious, some of them were bleeding, but all of them disabled in some sort of way.
Nick was an efficient bastard is the only thing Bogo would be willing to admit.
"Stand aside Anthony" Nick cracked his knuckles, slowly stepping towards the infuriated Cape buffalo.
"Over my dead body"
"That can be arranged" Nick grinned, and leapt.
Bogo charged.
The two went at it, like David and goliath.
"Keys, keys, keys…" Judy repeated to herself, having put Harold in the back of the police cruiser, searching for her own set of keys to the car.
A dart just missed her arm.
"Oh cheese and crackers!" Judy swore, snapping around to see the approaching form of an injured Nick Wilde, who was clutching his shooting arm.
He had been in a very major fight.
"Run Hopps" the weak voice of chief Bogo sounded over her shoulder mounted radio before the line went silent.
Her other paw clutched the key to the cruiser.
Judy dashed into the car, starting up the engine as Wilde fired dart after dart at the car.
"Harold!" Nick roared, even as Judy was switching gears to drive away, "I'll kill you for what you did to Jessica!" was the last thing Judy heard before she powered out of the basement car park, making a clean break from the roads of Zootopia.
"Who is Jessica?" Judy dropped the question instantly.
Harold wasn't inspecting an interrogation from the driving bunny so he began to stutter, "I-I-I-"
Judy cut him off before he could bullshit.
"Save your crap. If you don't tell me who Jessica is, I'm turning around"
Harold hesitated.
Judy spun the wheel and the police cruiser spun around, facing back to the ZPD building.
"SHE WAS A BUNNY!" Harold practically screamed, "She was my lover" he sounded very sincere.
'Was?' Judy thought, looking at Harold suspiciously.
"Nick Wilde was interested in her as well apparently, but she chose me over him. So Nick couldn't take it anymore, so one day he killed her" Harold was quiet, acting as solemn as he could, hoping Judy would buy it.
Judy was silent, her purple eyes studying the handsome hare in the back seat.
So Harold added the icing on the cake, the detail that would get a reaction out of any other prey in society.
His boss needed cases like this.
"Nick Wilde ate Jessica Stride alive, and I have the video proof that he did so"
Judy suddenly felt very ill. She had turned the vehicle around again, facing away from the ZPD, driving to her apartment, which would serve as a temporary lay over.
"What?" Judy breathed out desperately, her eyes focused on the road, but they were wide with fear as she tried to comprehend what she had been told.
"He went feral and killed Jessica. He ate her. I saw it on the security footage for the building we were staying at"
Judy had so many questions and so many emotions running through her. She felt sick, she felt fear, she felt like Harold was lying, something like that wasn't possible… was it?
The speeding vehicle closing in on her however, that was real and right in the moment. So when Nick Wilde drove his commandeered car into the side of the police cruiser Judy Hopps was driving, it sent them both off the edge of the highway. The kinetic energy from the speed they had been traveling at sent them into the second story of an abandoned building.
Judy felt nothing but pain for a few minutes. Those minutes felt like hours. Then those hours turned into years.
All Judith Hopps knew was pain, until a white paw reached down towards her.
And then the world went black.
Sorry if chapter 4 was late. Kinda had to get on and off a plane and stuff. Also fell asleep alot. So yeah, thats my fault, but atleast I got it out. Also a heads up for the next chapter which might take a bit before I release it since I want it to be an extra long one, which will be covering a flash back to Pawaii and what exactly went down there. Chaos will ensue, I can guarantee that.
Thanks for reading, and have a great day :)
