Hey guys! Welcome to chapter 9! I am so sorry this chapter took so damn long! It looks like consequence has finally caught up to our "heroes". What will they say to the very angry and confused buffalo that is the Chief? (I know I said he was an ox last time. I don't even know what I was fucking thinking) I have two announcements for today!

Announcement 1: Thank you to MisterMistyEye, The 1one wolf, and rcw92793 for supporting my fan fiction.

Announcement 2 IMPORTANT!: After this chapter is released, the next thing that will be released will be the new and updated version of the first three (maybe four) chapters! Once I have updated all three (or four) I will change the title of the fan fiction to "Their Savior REMASTERED VERSION" You guys should probably re-read them once they are updated. You know something is wrong with your first couple chapters when you check your polls and the first chapter has 700 views, but the second one only has 300. :(

Light. Dark. Two polar opposites which should not be mixed together. Nor do they belong together. So when it went from quiet blackness, straight to blinding light with a very loud and obnoxious ringing in Peter's ears, he was not feeling all that great.

"Ugh..." Peter moaned out loud. he was groggy and felt like he was about to puke, a feeling that he had not become witness to in a LONG time. Not since before the bombs. Then realization hit him, hard, like a baseball bat to the face.

"Judy! Nick! Where are they?!" The human thought to himself. The two lovers were gone. His only friends in this world of animals. Then he noticed that he was cuffed to a chair. The lights above him became less bright as Peter left his unconscious state. In front of him was a one way mirror, no doubt someone was behind it, watching him.

"This must be Precinct One." Peter continued to ponder. "Did they find Nick and Judy? Did they even make it?" Peter thought back to the explosion. Hell Storm missiles were pretty large. Did the shock from the blast knock him out? Did him hitting the water at 60 miles an hour knock him out? The latter was more likely. Just then the single door to the room opened. In stepped two mammals. One was a male ram, the other was a female Ocelot. Both were wearing all black suits and dark shades. The ram spoke first, he spoke with a gruff and intimidating voice.

"Lets get straight to the point. What are you?"

On the other side of the ZPD building, Chief Bogo was having a very hard time questioning Judy and Nick. It seemed as if they were asking the questions instead of him, and it drove him nuts. The only reason why he answered their questions was because he knew that once all of the partners' questions were answered, then they would talk.

"I'm guessing you have ZBI interrogating Peter?" The crimson, green-eyed fox asked. He had gotten over his hang over like state and now had his arms crossed. Judy did the same, but managed to be even more intimidating despite her small stature.

"No." The Buffalo answered impatiently.

This caught both the rabbit and the fox very off guard. The Zootopia Bureau of Investigation was the Government body that handled all matters of great importance within the city of Zootopia. Zootopia was one of the few cities in their country to have their own Bureau of Investigation. (I don't know what to call the country itself, so I just wont bring up the name at all)

The Chief continued, "It seems like this little scandal here has caught the attention of even higher groups in our Government. The FBI will be handling this matter with that creature."

Ok. I should probably take a moment to explain my choice of using ZBI and FBI instead of just replacing the FBI with the ZBI like most fan fiction writers do. In my fan fiction I will make it that Zootopia has its own Investigation Bureau called ZBI, Zootopia Bureau of Investigation. But, since Zootopia is part of a country (In my story at least) there is also a Federal system. FBI, or Federal Bureau has no connotation to Humans, so it will work.

Now Judy was really scared for Peter. The FBI was very good at getting things out of mammals. She also knew about about the FBI's sometimes dark ways of getting information out of others.

"Now," The Chief continued, "You have tarried long enough, tell me what is going on with the three of you?!".

Judy gulped, but before she could speak, Nick spoke to the very frustrated Buffalo.

"Chief, we wanted to tell you, we really did. But we didn't know how to or when. Then, when practically the entirety of Precinct One showed up on our doorstep, it only complicated things." Nick spoke in such a way that had the situation not been so serious, Judy herself would think that he was faking it. But it was the truth.

"Well, its a little late for that crap now. My informants in some of the gangs that hide out of our normal range tell me that the two of you, along with that, human! Have been playing hero and taking down known crime bosses. And while the deaths of those scumbags has been good for the city, that gives you no right to go be some sort of vigilante and take the law into your own hands!" The Chief was now totally furious. On a scale of one to ten of how angry Bogo was, it was most likely a 19. "Just give me one good reason as to why I shouldn't just lock you away right now!" He continued, still seething with anger.

Now it was Judy's turn to speak again. "It would be really complicated and long and confusing if Nick and I tried to explain it to you, but our friend Peter can show you. If you let him."

Nick was amazed at how is girlfriend could speak so smoothly when under stress, something that had definitely changed from when she accidentally started that anti-predator movement at that press conference that one time. His girlfriend. He felt a little giddy when he thought of her as that. They had only been together for a couple days now. Nick realized that he was drifting again, and got back on task. He did that a lot.

"Show me? What the hell do you mean Hopps? How do I know that this isn't just some set up or something?" The large Buffalo huffed.

"You don't." Judy began, "And I know that recently we haven't giving a reason to trust us or Peter, but think. You know us, please. I beg of you, let Peter show you what is going on."

Chief Bogo sat there and stared at the Fox and the Bunny for a solid 45 seconds before huffing again with a "fine" and getting up to leave. At the door he turned around. "You two better not be fucking making this up. You hear?"

The two just nodded at him.

Back on Peter's side the FBI were having no luck with the 16/thousands of years old human boy. "I already told you, me and my friends were just going out fishing when this big storm hit our boat. Totally ravaged it, you should have been there." Peter spoke to the very frustrated Ram. Peter knew that they would never believe the story, but he was having to much fun with it to care. In the corner of the room, the Ocelot was trying hard not to laugh. She didn't look very old, actually, she looked surprisingly young for an FBI agent.

"You say these pointless and stupid things to me! Tell me the truth!" The ram bellowed. At the start of the conversation the mammal had been very calm, but Peter quickly made him grow frustrated.

"Look." Peter said with fake annoyance. "We were just fishing so that we could make a nice Tuna fish sandwich. I don't understand why you don't understand. Understand?"

"Ugh!" The ram smacked his head against the table.

"Hey, if you want to cheer up, I can tell you how I make my tuna fish sandwiches!" This resulted in an angry glare from the FBI agent.

In a desperate force to change the subject the Ram asked, "What were you doing at the Night Stalker gang hideout?"

Peter ignored him. "First you need a lot of mayonnaise, or butter if you want that instead."

This went on for another 3 minutes until Peter leaned in real close to the ram and whispered. "You want to know my secret?"

The ram leaned in as well and nodded.

Peter spoke in a very hushed voice, "If you really like 'em you can also add pickles in as a side."

Now the agent, he looked like he was about to smack Peter across the face, until a giant cape buffalo walked into the room. "You two, out" The massive creature pointed to the door. The ram looked positively furious, but the Ocelot was still struggling to keep a straight face. She couldn't have been more than 16.

As Peter gazed upon the Buffalo, he realized that this must be Judy and Nick's boss, the Chief of Precinct One.

The Chief spoke in a gruff and curt voice. "They told me that you would 'show me' what was going on here.".

Peter knew that he was talking about Peter's friends, so he nodded. The human waved for the Buffalo to come closer, once he did, Peter placed his hand on the Chief's arm (He couldn't reach Bogo's head).

Once the vision was over with, the buffalo came back to his senses with a gasp. "I un- understand now." He spoke with a shaky voice.

20 Minutes later the trio had "escaped" from the Precinct. Bogo knew it would be dangerous to tell the others about what he saw, so he pretended that Peter had attacked him while they were alone and stole the keys and escaped with Nick and Judy. Bogo swore that once everything was over with, he would apologize to Nick and Judy, and make sure that they got their jobs back.

As they ran down a long alley way, Nick looked behind them and saw a completely black car coming up behind them.

"It's the FBI!" He shouted to his friends.

Suddenly, in front of them, another car pulled up, blocking them in. There was no way out.

Quickly, multiple mammals of various species got out of the cars and aimed their tranquilizers at them. Peter recognized the Ocelot from earlier. She was definitely a lot younger than the rest. Peter was cut from his thinking when all of a sudden the FBI agents shot at him, Nick, and Judy with the tranquilizers. As he passed out of consciousness he could sense paws picking him up and placing him into the back of the black vans.

When Peter awoke, he was tied to yet another chair and table. To his right the lovebirds, Nick and Judy, were also tied to chairs, but they were facing him. The only light was a light coming from directly above, the rest of the room was dark.

"Where are we?" Judy asked, drowsiness still obvious in her voice.

"What a cliche sentence." Said a voice in the dark.

"Says the mammal who is going to any second now walk out of the darkness in the most cliche way possible!" Nick shouted. It was good to see that Nick's sense of humor was not gone.

Then, as Nick predicted, the figure walked into the light. Much to Peter's annoyance it was the ram from earlier. With him he brought a cart, on the cart was an assortment of tools that Peter knew were for torture.

"The Federal Government resorting to torture?" Peter said, trying to hide his fear. "Judy you did not tell me your government was this fucked up."

Judy and Nick had wide eyes.

"I-I only thought that th-they did this in the p-past." Judy stammered, obviously scared.

The ram smiled a cruel smile. "You saw that I wasn't the best at interrogations, but torture? That's my strong suit." With those words, the ram began to plunge needles underneath Peter's fingernails.

Peter screamed and shook with pain. His vision began to turn red.

"Now tell me!" The ram yelled into Peter's ears, "What are you!?"

Peter stared into the rams eyes with his own. "Fuck off." He spoke.

"Well, I see that we will be doing it this way then." The ram spoke, picking up a wrench.

Peter shut his eyes and waited for the pain, but it didn't come. He opened his eyes when he heard Nick and Judy both gasp. He was beheld with an unexpected sight. The Ocelot from earlier was plunging a knife into the rams neck. Blood flowed everywhere.

After a few seconds the Ocelot dropped the body and cut the three of them loose. "I need to get you out of here." She spoke.

"WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?" Judy asked loudly and dumbfoundedly.

"I will explain on the way, but right now, we NEED to go." The Ocelot said.

To prove her point, an alarm went off and bright red lights flashed everywhere.

"I guess we have no choice fluff." Nick told the bunny, seemingly taking it a little better than his girlfriend.

"Good." Was the only word that their mystery rescuer spoke, before they set off through the creepy halls.

Thank you guys so much for reading! Again, I am so sorry for it taking so long, but I will see you guys next time, with the Remastered version!