(AUTHOR'S NOTES)
******Stuck a 2-liter of soda into my system, had too much energy, and not enough to do, send help lol. Anyway, no special music came into my inspiration, but i did have this part as a highlight when the idea brewing in my brain came up. Enjoy. And don't forget to favorite and comment your favorite part on each chapter. Keeps me going. Otherwise, dew is gonna be my only fuel.
Last chapter, Nick had been dragged by Finnick to help him move some items of interest in exchange for a large amount of money. Nick gets captured and called a snitch, while Finnick gets him out of the situation. Meanwhile, Miles takes Judy back to his hometown; Raccoon city, where he promises he can explain more about himself when he grabs items of importance to him, and takes them both to his "Special place". There, he finds his car and drives to the cliff he went whenever he needed to "get away". Back again with Nick, he is released and Finnick gets into an argument about the lifestyle choices he's making, and why he's afraid to lose his "Brother"******
CHAPTER 10:
"You okay?" Judy asked Nick, who was asleep in the passenger seat. He awoke with a small jump, and looked at her, reassuringly.
"Yeah, i'm not sleeping, there was, just a bug in my eye so i'm trying to suffocate 'em!"
He closed his eyes again to try to prove his answer and Judy laughed.
"I don't blame you Nikki, it's only 1 A.M."
Judy was driving the cruiser along the highway, keeping an eye out for any others speeding or causing issues.
"So, i think Finnick is up to something." Nick added, rubbing his eyes with one hand.
"When is he not? His name comes up every other day for minor issues."
"Something big." He explained.
"What, is he carrying body armor and a shotgun? I'd love to see him try to pump that thing." Judy smiled, but Nick rested his cheek on his palm.
"I saw these vials of purple and orange mixed into one. I'm not sure, but i think he's transporting stimulants."
"Wait, purple? Like nighthowler purple or something else?"
Nick thought back to when he saw it first.
"I think it was a darker shade… But it was mixed with something else so it was hard to tell."
"Well why didn't you try to take him in?" Judy questioned.
"Because… He's like family. Aside from Miles, Finn is the only other fox i can call a brother, because we get along so easy."
Judy kept driving, trying to relate.
"Plus, he brought up a point, saying that he 'didn't know what was in the box', so it's his little loophole if he gets in trouble."
Judy nodded, answering.
"Sly little bastard."
Nick looked at Judy, surprised.
"Okay miss Hopps, if all foxes are sly, then are all bunnies cute?"
Judy laughed and shook her head.
"I'm just teasing Nick! Finn does have a way with ideas though."
Nick shrugged, and noticed a white van gaining speed behind them, veering in and out of traffic.
"Hey, watch out, we have a cargo truck speeding."
"On it." Judy replied. She flicked a switch and the lights began to shine on top of the cruiser, a bright red and blue. The engine roared as she began to press her foot down deeper into the pedal. Vehicles all across the road began to drive to the end, but the white truck kept its speed. Nick used the consoles' receiver to call back to the station.
"10-33, we are on pursuit of a white van with the license plate, 'JAWT-NSFW'"
Ben replied in a happy manner after second of static.
"Alrighty Nick! I'll let the chief know!"
Nick rolled his eyes as they continued to chase the van down. At one point, they went off the main highway to the off ramp, but quickly turned last second to try to trick Judy while she drove. Nick began to get a weary feeling in his stomach, as they got closer to the van. Using the speakerphone system, Judy called into the microphone,
"Stop in the name of the ZPD!"
The white van kept driving, and its back doors flew open, revealing a goat carrying a machine gun. Bullets were spat out of the barrel while Judy swerved, attempting to duck her head at the same time. Nick did the same, and he yelped the word "Shit!" as he took cover. The spraying stopped, but Judy kept her foot on the pedal. She grabbed the consoles radio, and called to the station as she drove,
"10-57! I repeat, 10-57! Suspects are using firearms in a high-speed pursuit!"
Nick pulled out his firearm in return, and opened the window, shooting several rounds back at the van. The doors were closed after the machine gun was fired, and Nick sat back in the vehicle, reloading his handgun and commenting,
"Damn, so much for nine out of 15!"
The white van suddenly took an off ramp toward downtown Zootopia, driving into traffic as it weaved through. Judy followed with ease once again, as several vehicles responded to the alarm sounding. For a second time, the driver held his arm out of the door, and began to fire rounds out of a smaller machine gun at them. This time, the windshield cracked even more, causing more difficulty for Judy to see as she sped down the long roads. Nick quickly kicked the one piece windshield out with ease, allowing to help Judy drive. She looked at him with a frightened look.
"Hey, at least you can see when we drive!"
"Well that was our only defense against bullets, Nick!"
Judy then sped up against the van, ramming it against the bumper of her vehicle, while the van started to speed up even more. Nick pointed his weapon at the van's tires, attempting to flatten them as it drove. A small number hit, but it didn't stop the vehicle whatsoever. Judy immediately called for backup.
"10-25! I need backup! Is Captain on the line?!"
"10-7od Jude, he's not here right now."
"Then call him in! We need serious back up!"
Judy then attempted to tailgate the vehicle on the left side, swerving into the back tail light. The driver of the vehicle resisted, and Nick saw the figure of the driver in the mirror.
"Suspects are wearing black ski masks, one appears to be a goat, and the other is still incog!"
The receiver blared, and a frantic voice could be heard.
"Nick? Judy? It's Miles! What's the situation?!"
Judy called out as she drove.
"We are in pursuit of a white van that opened fire on us! Can you assist?"
"10-26, where are you guys?"
Judy saw the van's back door open again, and noticed the goat was now holding a shotgun. Nick ducked Judy's head down, in fear of her getting hurt, and began to steer for her. Shots flew into the vinyl seats as Nick looked behind him, and three more shots were blasted. Nick quickly looked back up, and shot back several times, while Judy poked her head back up to see.
"Holy crap! I'll just follow the sirens!" Miles yelled, quickly leaving the signal.
Judy continued to follow the suspects down the road, and the white van gave a screeching halt, as it turned to the left to another street, with less traffic. Judy lost traction and drove onto the sidewalk by accident, attempting to catch up with the vehicle. In a span of ten seconds, Judy lost about ten yards of space between them and the van.
"I'm out of ammo, give me your gun!" Nick yelled.
Judy obeyed, and un holstered her pistol for Nick to use. This time, the adrenaline set in, and he was able to shoot the hande of the door, causing the lock to fail and open one of the doors wide.
"Gotcha!" Nick yelled in triumph as he held both hands on his gun, and fired into the back of the van. A metal sheet guarded the driver and passenger, but Nick attempted to fire through it, remembering that their ammunition was Hollow-Pointed.
Once more, the van slowed down, and turned to the left, and Judy was ready, but as the corner came up, an individual jumped out to the road and landed onto the hood of the cruiser.
"Miles?!" Judy yelled.
"Miss me?!" He called out, slowly climbing onto the roof. He lied on his belly as he talked to both of them through the now empty windshield.
"I have an idea! Judy, you can jump high lengths, right?"
Nick looked at him annoyingly.
"Can she jump? Carrots is a freaking rabbit for cripes sake!"
"Perfect! Judy, i need you to let Nick drive!"
She fought back.
"Why?! I can drive just fine!"
"We need you to jump to the other vehicle and stop the driver manually!"
Judy looked at Nick with wide eyes, and Nick shrugged in agreement.
"Fine, i'll do it!"
She unbuckled herself from the seat, and let nick carefully take over, while she climbed to the side of the car and held onto the door. Then once Miles sat in the passenger seat, Judy climbed to the roof. After she lied on her belly, she called down to the two in the cab.
"Give me my gun!"
Nick reached into the floor of the car and found the pistol, attempting to hand it to Judy, but once she had reached for it, the van took a sharp left turn, and nick had to follow, dropping the gun and causing her to hold on with all of the fear pumping through her system.
"Great! You dropped my gun, Nick! What am i supposed to do, throw casings at them?!"
"Sorry Carrots, i had to keep up with the vehicle, at least you held on!-"
"Both of you stop arguing and just take this!" Miles yelled as he carefully handed her his Desert Fox.
"Your import?! What happened to your issued weapon?"
"I left it at home since i found out you were being shot at! Same firepower on both sides isn't gonna lead anywhere!"
Judy took the gun and checked the magazine.
"Eight shots?" She asked.
"Plus one in the chamber! Now get ready to jump!" He yelled as Nick drove closer to the van's door. Judy braced herself, and stood to her feet, in a very low position, and before the bumpers touched, she jumped to the inside of the van, rolling and landing on her back. The gun was still in her hand, and the goat began to step closer to stop her. Judy sprang back up, but the goat quickly slapped the large pistol out of her hands, causing her to fight hand-to-hand.
He swung one fist, but Judy dodged it, grabbing the goats wrist and throwing him to the ground. He was now closer to the gun, and reached for it, but Judy ran to the gun in an attempt to stop him. He tripped her, causing her to fall to the opposite side of the van. He stood up with the gleaming gun in his hooves, ready to fire, but the van then turned a really sharp right, sending them both flying to the left of the van. The gun was shot, and the bullet missed her, but left a horrible ringing in her ears with the metal van bouncing the sound around. She stood back up, and the goat dropped the gun again, but tried to crawl his way to it. Judy kicked the gun away, then used the same foot to knock him out cold; landing a fiery rabbit foot on the front of his skull. He landed on top of a cardboard box with a thud.
She quickly walked her way to the back of the van after picking up the gun, and gave a thumbs up to Nick and Miles. They both whistled and cheered for Judy's success, and she began to climb on top of the van, with the handgun still in her left hand. After reaching the top, the road ahead carried several overhead bridges, and Judy had to duck and crawl her way to the front. There were bars on the top of the van, presumably meant for tying down cargo, so she used those to help her way up. The driver could see her ears fly through the wind on top though, so he immediately began to swerve the vehicle to the left and right. Judy held on for dear life as she did, and began to close her eyes in fear of falling. The swerving stopped after five long seconds, and she continued to the front, where she pointed to golden gun down and shot four rounds into the glass windshield. It cracked, but Judy gave a kick to make the driver lose focus. She shattered it, causing pieces to fly onto the road and into the cab of the van. Her foot was then grabbed by the masked individual, but Judy shot down, landing one round in the passenger's arm, and the other two into the hood of the car. The passenger yelped in pain, and Judy rotated her hips, kicking her way into the seats. The driver noticed, but kept his eyes on the road, while reaching for his machine-pistol. Judy immediately grabbed the gun, and threw it out the windshield, scratching her arm on shards of glass in the process. The passenger then grabbed her wrist, and then the gun, causing her to discharge a round into the roof.
She then looked ahead of the road, and saw the entrance of Little Rodentia, just waiting to be ransacked by a van breaking the speed limit.
Judy quickly pulled her wrist away, and punched the passenger in the snout, causing him to growl. He threw a punch back, but Judy deflected it, sending it to the metal wall behind the cab seats. The driver then pulled onto her collar, choking her as she fought back. She gave a kick several times, finally knocking the passenger driver out. Her kicks gave so much force, the impact the passengers skull received, had bounced from it, and cracked the doors window, almost shattering it. Judy then gave a backwards headbut with a yell, then turned around, slamming the butt of Miles's gun into the driver jaw, setting him unconscious. Judy looked ahead, and saw that Little Rodentia was no more than 300 meters away. Judy had to think fast, and pull the Emergency Brake, while stomping her foot on the manual brake, and attempting to keep the steering wheel under control.
The van then spun, sending it to its side, rolling everybody within around like a tumble dryer. Judy was thrown around like a rag doll as broken glass, trash, and other items flew around her. The van finally stopped, crashing about three feet over the gates of Little Rodentia.
Nick immediately stopped the car, and jumped out with Miles, both screaming her name.
"JUDY!"
She wasn't knocked out, but she was hurt. She tried to crawl her way out, while unbuckling the masked driver and passenger in the vehicle, attempting to drag their cut and broken bodies out. Judy felt tired, weak, frail, but she still was in one piece. She had several cuts from the glass, but she didn't carry any more wounds. Miles and nick ran up to the van, kneeling down into the rubble.
"Carrots are you okay?!" Nick replied in fear. Miles patted Nick on the shoulder, signaling him to take care of her and the others in the van, while Miles ran back to the cruiser and called for backup. Judy's ears rang the entire time. She saw nick freaking out and holding her in his arms, kneeling her over his knees and caressing her cheek. Nick began to tear up and wipe the blood from the cuts on her face, as she slowly felt the numbness from everything set in, then go away, in gentle waves, back and forth. He held her close to him and started crying, while all Judy could hear was muffled sobs and phrases with the words, "I'm so sorry", and, "This is my fault".
Sirens could be heard in the distance as well, and Judy could see Miles running around, setting down 'caution' tape on the scene as fast as he could. He began to point to other officers who drove the van, the people inside, and the officer who was possibly injured. Other paramedics were carrying the suspects to ambulances, and Nick carried Judy carefully away from the scene to the cruiser. She finally caught ahold of her senses, and spoke strained.
"N-Nick..?"
"You're gonna be okay, Judy! I promise! I'm gonna make sure you get the care you need! Just- Hey! Medic!"
Judy raised her hand slowly to Nick's arm, and grabbed ahold, focusing his attention back on her.
"I'm okay, i promise."
She pulled him in close for a hug, and Nick had tears streak down his face as he spoke quietly.
"I was s-so scared i lost you…"
"I know… But i'm not leaving for a long time, Nikki."
She pulled away from the hug, and slowly tried to stand up. Nick assisted her, walking her to a fourth paramedic. Miles began talking to Chief Bogo about the situation.
"How many were there?" He asked.
"Three, sir. But i need you to know, i wasn't-"
"Was anyone injured? Any casualties?"
"No, sir. But Nick and Judy were-"
"Did you make sure to file a report-"
"CHIEF!" Miles barked, sick of being handed the credit. Bogo stayed quiet, and stared down at Miles.
"I'm trying to tell you, this is not my case! Your Lieutenant and sergeant were the ones who were on duty for the case."
Bogo held his hand out to the two, now in an ambulance.
"Well why didn't they come to me about it first, then?"
"Because they have the chance to make sure they're both alive before giving you info, Chief!" Miles now had become annoyed. "To be honest, your little policy of forwardness and bravery is getting out of hand! If i were you, i'd cut back on the damn job, and put a little more of a social aspect into it, because chances are, if you have to call me in to your office the next day at 6:00 A.M., and talk to me in the same mental drive you have now, i'd probably toss a lamp at your head and tell you to 'lighten the fuck up'!"
Chief bogo blew a deep breath through his nostrils, but Miles did not regret his decision to speak to his Chief in such a manner.
"Now i know what you're thinking right now Chief; 'He is the preppy a-hole that thinks he's gonna succeed in life.' Well that's where you're wrong! The difference between that assumption, compared to the one you're having now, is that i had the guts to do the opposite of what an actual, prep would do, 'cuz unlike your vision, i actually carry self discipline by heart! You can't always be right! It's damn near impossible!"
Miles was out of breath after letting that all out, and he began to get a headache after a moment of silence. Bogo had his arms crossed, with a disgruntled look on his face. Not furious, but not bugged. Miles looked down and held his thumb and pointer finger to his brow, and turned around, answering his look.
"I'll see you at 6:00 A.M. tomorrow."
(AUTHOR'S THOUGHTS)
*****Plenty of action, like i had promised. there is still more to come, so be ready in the near future. Thanks for reading, and do me a favor, follow and favorite if you enjoy it, because i want to know if people want more.*****