A big thanks to Dellinah for the characters "Richard Wilde and Robin Wilde"


Service Station

Rainforest District, Zootopia

Nick and I sat in the parking lot of a gas station and fiddled with the iPads Lord Patrick Hood had given us. The PRISM software was surprisingly easy to use, thanks to a tutorial that was installed. As far as technology goes, the Illuminati was virtually invisible. This left us at another dead end.

"We have nothing! No suspects, no locations, no leads," Nick said.

"It looks bleak, but we'll find something," I said.

"I hope so, we need to take these guys down. This 'world reformation' stuff is creepy."

"Wait, did anyone look at those papers we found in Lionheart's office and Silver's room?"

Nick looked at me for a few moments and pulled out his cell phone. He dialed a number.

"Is this the FBI forensics lab…? I need to speak to Miles Prower," he said.

"What are doing?" I asked.

"I'm gonna talk to Tails about those papers. There may be something in there we can use," Nick said.

"Put it on speaker phone."

Nick pressed a button on his screen for the speaker phone.

"Hello?" Tails' voice came from Nick's device.

"Tails, it's Kyle and Nick," Nick said, "We need to know what was in those Illuminati papers."

"Anything could help us right now," I said.

"Okay, our techs here scanned the documents and we've found a whole lot of stuff," Tails began, "The Illuminati has plans to use military force to take down every major city across the globe. Some of these include Second City, Zootopia, and even Jasper. After they take down the cities, they are going to swoop in and try to save the day. In reality, they are basically going to start a communist government. Now, the documents also give us some important info-the names of the council of five. Their names are: Nicole Becker, Christina Ellison, Martin Pruitt, Daniel Hawthorn, and Seth Bolton. Each of these people are high profile businessmen or politicians. Nicole Becker owns 'A-Plus' industries. They manufacture pretty much every computer on the planet. Christina Ellison owns 'Shack-O-Radios'. Which is the largest electronics retailer in the UNS. Martin Pruitt owns 'Pruitt Guitars'. They're a pretty big guitar company. Daniel Hawthorn is the mayor of Third City. Seth Bolton is the CEO of 'Memorial Health Alliance'. Memorial Health Alliance owns basically every hospital, doctor's office, or pharmacy ever made, Second City Memorial and Zootopia Memorial are both part of it."

"That's definitely helpful stuff, but it doesn't give us enough information to arrest them," Nick said.

"It may help us get a search warrant though," I said.

"I've got to go. Just call back if you need anything," Tails said.

"Will do, see you later," I said.

"Well, its late. I say we go back to the hotel and get some sleep," Nick said.

"I agree," I said.

I put the van in drive and drove towards the hotel. As we were driving, I remembered Nick had mentioned another sibling, so I decided to pry a bit.

"Nick, you said you had another brother. Could you tell me about him?" I asked.

Nick shifted in his seat and I could tell he was becoming uncomfortable.

"I guess I could," Nick said, "His name is Richard Wilde. He was my best friend as a kid and I probably wouldn't be here today if it weren't for him. He talked me out of suicide numerous times. He helped me through the Junior Ranger Scout Situation, bullies at school, and many other things. After my parents were killed, he disappeared I haven't seen him since."

Nick put his paws on his eyes and sobbed lightly. Then a realization struck me.

"Nick, did you say your brother's name is Richard Wilde?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" Nick said with a sniffle.

I swiped the police radio mic from its holder.

"Unit One to Dispatch," I said into the mic.

"Go ahead Unit One," a male voice came back.

"I need a 10-29 on a Richard Wilde," I said.

"10-4, give us a minute," the voice said.

"What are you doing?" Nick asked me.

"Richard was supposed to testify against Lionheart too. He's the only one still alive, it's only a matter of time before the Illuminati reaches him," I said.

"Okay Unit One, we've got your info," the voice said, "Richard Piberius Wilde was arrested under false accusations a few months ago. He was released and the charges were dropped."

"Can you give us an address to his home?" I said.

"Yeah, just a sec," dispatch said.

"No! I can't go to his house, I've not seen him since I was a kid. He probably thinks I hate him..."Nick said.

"He could be in danger," I said.

"Okay unit one," dispatch said over the radio, "His address is 2823 Pike Place Lane, Savanna Central."

"10-4, we're currently en route to the residence, Code 3," I said.

I flicked on my sirens and lights and sped to Richard's house

2823 Pike Place Ln.

Savannah Central

I parked my SUV in front of a run down single wide trailer. The sheet metal was rusted, the wood on the porch was rotting, and one of the windows was broken and had cardboard taped to it.

"Nick, you can stay in the SUV if you want," I said to him.

"Thank, I think I will," Nick said.

I got out of the SUV and walked to the stairs that led to the porch, I noticed one was broken. I skipped the broken one and climbed the rest of them until I reached the front door. I knocked on it and a fox with reddish-orange fur answered the door.

"H-hello?" he stuttered nervously.

"Are you Mr. Richard Wilde?" I asked him.

"Yes, and who might you be?" Richard asked.

I pulled out my badge and said, "I'm Special Agent Richard Stacy, FBI."

Richard's eyes widened and he began to sweat.

"How can I help you?" he asked.

"I think you'd better sit down, do you mind if I come in?" I said.

"No not at all," he stepped aside so I could enter.

I studied the fox a little. He had emerald green eyes like Nick, he had a tuft of fur that fell over his eyes a bit, and he also had tufts of fur on his cheeks. Inside of his house, I noticed various kid's toys scattered across the floor. I could also tell he was nervous around me.

"I'm sorry, my son has made a mess of this place," Richard laughed, "He's asleep though so he shouldn't disturb us."

"What's his name?" I asked, I was trying to ease the tension.

"His name's Robin, Robin Wilde," Richard said, becoming more comfortable.

Nick Wilde in my SUV

Savannah District Zootopia

Nick sat in the SUV thinking about his brother. He never thought he would ever see any of his family again, but he was wrong. He stared at the run down trailer and noticed something moving around the back. He exited the SUV and went to investigate. Nick walked to the back of the trailer and found a figure trying to pry open the rear door, the figure had a pistol. Nick pulled his pistol from it's holster.

"FBI, drop your weapon!" Nick yelled.

The figure turned around and pointed his weapon at Nick.

Me in Richard Wilde's house

Savannah Central, Zootopia

"Okay Mr. Wilde, I've come here because you may be in danger," I said with a serious tone.

"What kind of danger?" Richard asked.

"I know you were supposed to testify against Lionheart. Everyone else who was supposed to is dead, you're currently the only one remaining."

"Was one of the victims my brother?"

"Was his name Ace Wilde?"

"Dang, they got him," Richard sighed, "I wonder if they got Nick?"

"Nick Wilde?"

"Did they get him too?"

"No, but I happen to know Nick."

"Listen, there's a lot of family secrets kept from Nick for his own safety. Lord Patrick Hood of Sherwood mansion is actu-"

Richard was interrupted by the sound a gun shot from his back yard.