Chapter Eleven: The Raxxlan Accord

Peace is not made at the council table or by treaties, but in the hearts of men.


"You were as ready as you could have been. We weren't ready for the Thargoid planetary destroyer to attack earth." I replied to ease Rhea's downcast mood.

"Thargoid?" She asked while looking at me.

"Another race of aliens, far less visually appealing than humans."

"Says you."

"Lets see you willingly sit inches away from a seven foot tall Praying Mantis."

"… Ewww." She responded before we returned our attention to the assemblage of HDF troops marching down the street; All the men, women, clones, and androids were wearing full battle equipment. The clones wore their smooth, modular protection uniform, and the unlucky clones responsible for carrying their squads portable shield generator had a large rectangular prism attached to their back. The androids wore nothing by the Multicam Battle Dress Uniform on their bodies. All weapons and ammunition were stored within the humanoid robot, which was evident from the plasma accelerator currently replacing their right hands. The human soldiers didn't wear a whole lot more than the clones, although the big difference was their Exoskeletons being far more pronounced to compensate for Humanity's lack of strength; The clones on the other hand were already much stronger as well as physically bigger, standing at eight feet tall.

"I'm just going to assume when you said Jacqueline shot your daughter, there's a bit more to it than what I heard." Rhea blurted while intently studying the Mechanized battalion of troops.

"Yeah, she killed my Daughter, but at the same time she didn't." I replied with anticipation for the next column of weapons to come around the corner. "Rhea, you remember in the news a few months ago when a giant scorpion aided us in capturing the police?"

"Yeah." She replied with splayed ears.

"Would you like to go for a ride on its smaller version?" I asked seconds before the very Scorpion Assault Drone started rounding the corner. Due to it's immense size, the drone was forced to take up both lanes of the street, as well as towering almost five stories into the air with it's tail mounted Gatling cannon raised. This was the much smaller, and more common version of the Scorpion Assault Drone, which was dwarfed by the Prototype version developed in tandem with the New Horizon wormhole generator. That model very closely resembled the dimensions of a Football field (Rugby), I imagined that was the reason we didn't deploy those into the city streets.

"I'm good, but thanks anyway." She replied as the towering, six-legged robot walked by.

"Suit yourself." I said with a shrug.

Next up in the seemingly unending line of troops and weapons were the Martha security drones. Sleek, black, and highly maneuverable, the winged VTOL craft were no bigger than a washing machine or dryer. They had a single blue illuminated camera mounted to a gimbal housing within the crafts upper glacis, however right now the eye was colored red, and the Police lights were flashing; Its argon filled Tesla tubes were also deployed at the wingtips, although the lower glacis mounted Plasma Accelerator was not. Dozens upon dozens of the small craft hovered by as they gave off a muffled jet engine sound.

Finally taking up the rear were Judith's private guard, only four in total. "Why are there only four of them?" Rhea asked in a whisper as she pointed to the plane of soldiers.

"They're my sisters private guard." I whispered in response. "Sorry, not sister, wife. I get confused sometimes." I corrected, which earned an eyebrow raising from Rhea.

"Wheres their armor? All I see are the green pants, and tan shirts."

"That is their armor. It's very time consuming to explain, but rest assured, those three men and one woman are the most dangerous thing in this parade… Well, besides my wife herself." I whispered just before the soldiers turned invisible.

"Whoa! Did they just teleport or something!?" Rhea asked while standing from the bench to take a closer look. Against my warning, she walked out into the street, and started searching for the four soldiers. Not ten seconds went by before she was picked up by one of the invisible soldiers and brought back to the bench.

"Elliot, would you please keep your daughter under control. I have a meeting to go to." Judith said while momentarily disabling her Q.R. field; Just like the rest of the soldiers and drones, she was wearing full battle rattle, which consisted of the adaptive camouflage G-suit and her EXO-35 Flying Falcon wingsuit; All of this had taken on a grayscale color pallet to match the city streets.

"Am I invited?" I asked her.

"Your attendance is mandatory. Egó akóma den xéro ti synévi me sas kai Zofia. Allá Elliot, parakaló na mou peíte an káti den eínai sostó." Judith finished in a pleading tone.

I still don't know what happened with you and Zofia. But Elliot, please tell me if something isn't right.

"Den tha prépei na kánete erotíseis ópos óti ótan polý kalá gnorízete tin apántisi." I replied with a frown.

You should not ask questions like that when you very well know the answer.

"Then help me-"

"STOP… Judith, just stop." I pleaded while standing up "Just know that you'll be safe, that's what matters." I added just before walking in the direction of the mechanized battalion. Rhea was quick to catch up with me as well as Judith and her guards. The ladder had opted to disable their Quantum refraction fields, and gave up walking in a parade formation altogether. By the time we caught up with the rest of the formation, The Messenger had moved far off the coast, returning the city of Zootopia it's afternoon light.

"Where are we going?" Rhea asked from my side.

There was a slight delay in my answer while I probed Judith's mind for the location of our meeting point. "ZPD precinct one, the main lobby oddly enough."

"Elliot!" Judith squawked once I finished my sentence.

"Yeah." I replied after she walked up to me, leaning close to my ear.

"Don't you dare read my mind again." She hissed at a near whisper.

"Yeesh, you treat it like it'll give you stage four or something."

"I'm serious, Elliot." Judith snipped with vexation.

"Okay, okay." I replied while holding up my palms defensively. "Moving onto more pressing things. Why do I need to be at this meeting?"

"You're going to be the moderator for both parties. No bias is to be given to either side, and since you're magically friends with Zofia now, you have a greater responsibility than to just the human race. I did get that part right, right?" She asked just as we spotted the Police headquarters.

"I suppose… Oh, and I'd like to talk to you about our marital status."

"Are we finally going to fix that stupid decision all those years ago?" She asked with hopefulness.

"Yes, and I have the whole thing worked out so I can still be considered a bachelor and you a bachelorette."

"Oh goodie, goodie." Judith said with excitement.

"Hold up, you two are married, and you're getting a divorce. How are you not all mad at each other about something?" Rhea asked with confusion.

"A very simple question deserves a simple answer, which this is not. I'll explain it later." I replied while looking down at the Arctic Fox in military wears. My reasoning for not droving into the subject any further was the need to concentrate on the thousands of soldiers finding their places all around the small park just outside Precinct one. All the living soldiers were on the left side, facing towards the main doors of the building, and the non-living personnel were on the right side. All were standing in a parade rest formation, par for the single Scorpion assault drone standing directly over the small pond in the center of the park.

"This is ridiculous, Why would you possibly need so many troops?"

"Ehh, I thought it would instill our power better." Judith replied with as shrug.

"And the Farragut Interdictor blocking out the sun didn't?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I didn't think about that, okay!" She squawked defensively "Eagle-one to HDF Messenger, come in Messenger." Judith said into her radio.

"Send traffic Eagle-one, over." A man on the other end replied.

"I need transport for parade formation six, how copy? Over."

"Roger Eagle-one, dispatching five Corvettes to your location. Wing leader's call sign is Procter, how copy? Over."

"Eagle-one copies all, over… Elliot, there's-"

"Yep, I heard it." I replied.

"But you don't have a radio." She countered.

"You don't need one when you're omnipresent." I said with a smug smile. My proclamation seemed to leave Judith completely stunned, forcing me to guide her by the shoulders in the direction of Precinct one, which was just fifty or sixty meters away. Just as we reached the first step of the building, the first triangular Federal Corvette edged over the whole park and a good portion of the Police building. I was quite curious how they planned to pick up the few thousand soldiers without being able to land anywhere, however that was interrupted by the beckoning of one Chief Bogo.

"Long time no see." I said as I walked past him, only receiving a grunt in response.

"Sorry, no personal except the Human representatives, and her private guard." Bogo said while blocking the path of Rhea.

"Let her through Chief, PFC Lula is my temporary guard until I can find a full time counterpart."

"*Sigh* Like you really need a guard." He replied after stepping out of the way. "It's like you have a new wardrobe every time I see you. Last time it was the gray camouflage, and now it's this glowing laser tag uniform."

"Hey, don't mock the armor. This could withstand one of those tomahawk missiles you shot at me last time my people landed on your beaches." I countered, leaving the chief of police in a stupor.

A large, oblong table had been brought in and set up just behind the supporting pillar in the main lobby. Dozens of animals wearing suits were sitting at the table, most with more than displeased expressions. There were a few camera crews for documentation purposes, although not nearly as many as expected. Judith took her seat at one of the table ends, opposite to an elephant on the other end. One of the police officers attempted to show me my seat, although all it took was for me to illuminate my eyes and smile for him to leave me alone.

"...Uhh… Mister Crawford, why have you not taken your seat?" A lion with the name tag Lionheart asked.

"I'm not here to debate on the side of Humanity. I'm simply the moderator if you will; I won't have any bias to either side-"

"How could we possibly expect that when you're a human?" A deer asked with suspicion.

"That would normally be true, but I'm not human even though I may look the part. Now, what I'm about to tell you is highly classified, it is for that reason all camera systems have just been disabled." I said seconds before the camera crews started fiddling with their equipment. Just before starting my next sentence, I hopped atop the large table. "I am currently the Galactic tracker instated to keep peace between the four species of the galaxy. Some of you may have noticed my eyes are of a strange nature, this isn't simply a colored contact. I have several markers if you will that indicate my position, although the obvious thing is the abilities I possess."

"What kind of abilities?" Lionheart inquired.

"The kind of power capable of destroying entire planets with enough effort." I said just before creating a small sphere of light-sucking dark energy in my hands. "Anyway. I have no loyalties to humanity, nor to you. I have the absolute power, and that makes me the optimal moderator for both parties." I said, which seemed to satisfy the Raxxlan representatives. upon stepping off the table, I walked to a small line of chairs on the second level of the building to give me a vantagepoint over the whole meeting. Once I seated myself, Rhea found the chair right next to me, where she began intently staring at my hand, even going as far as to mess with my fingers haphazardly.

The meeting was started shortly after, and the formalities were breezed through, but when the topic of our… When the topic of the Terran technology came into play, the Raxxlans were convinced Humanity had no choice in sharing their knowledge; Judith's way of dealing with that was flat out saying 'no'. I thought I wouldn't have to intervene through the whole meeting, although when the Raxxlan military started questioning about the purchase of Andy mark eights for peacekeeping purposes, I was forced to intervene. The entire three hours, par for my introduction had gone without me to be seen anywhere, so you might expect when I phased on top of the table from the second floor, more than a few animals were wide eyed.

"You will not receive any such technology from the Terran people, nor shall you expect to be given what has taken them thousands of years to develop. You will be content with what you have created, and you must go through trial and error just as they have." I said with authority.

"And why should I listen to you? Just because you can turn invisible, and make a little ball of black means I should just bow down and-" The cheetah in military dress seemed to suddenly have a hard time breathing.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" I asked while the Mammal grasped it's throat in an attempt for air.

"Your mother must not have taught you manners as a child. No only are you asking, no, demanding the humans give over their technology as if you would just take it if they didn't comply, you decided to try your luck with a being capable of creating a black hole with his mind." I said, releasing the Cheetahs airway shortly after. He began to violently gasp for air, which died down after eight or nine gasps.

"Now, if anyone has any other things to be worked out, now would be the time. If not, I will finalize the agreement… Very well. By the power invested in me by the DNA I possess, I hereby state that no Human shall enter this system without the proper permits, nor shall any Daurilian be removed from Daurilia without the proper documents for travel. Daurilia shall be given no technological tools for their own gain. One Majestic class Interdictor will be kept in high orbit under the command of Terran diplomatic forces to safeguard Daurilia from Human visitations. Daurilia will permit a maximum of one-hundred and fifty Humans on the planet at any given moment, but no more are permitted unless it is a special occasion. In addition to the migratory limits, Daurilia will give a full anatomical report on all intelligent species living on this planet. The Human Defense Forces will also provide an in depth report of their anatomy."

"And why would that be important?" The elephant to my left asked.

"Simple… Should one of your individual species somehow come into contact with the other species, you need to know how their body works, what they can eat, and medical procedures. If I have not forgotten any matters regarding the Raxxlan Accord, this treaty shall now be put into effect."


-=Fifteen minutes later=-

"That was a load of BS." Judith said in an upset tone.

"Why? The Raxxlans are the ones with the most restrictions, all we're limited on is habitation of the planet, and it's not like they can just come on over to inhabited space." I replied while pushing the front doors of the ZPD open for Judith and Rhea.

"I think it should be okay now that you can't take over the planet or anything." Rhea added with enthusiasm.

"Do you really think that?" Judith added with a snide chuckle. "The only thing keeping Humanity from taking over the planet is your complete lack of anything we need, and the part where we're guarding the planet, not you."

"Don't forget me, Judith. I won't hesitate to destroy any ships that attempt a genocidal act, with or without out you on board." I said with a serious interjection. Just as we reached the last step of the Police headquarters, a Vulture superiority fighter circled overhead, eventually landing to pick up Judith and her guards.

"Elliot, don't get left behind now." Judith joked from the passenger ramp.

"I'm staying here for awhile. I have a few relationships to repair." I replied, which turned Judith's lighthearted smile into a stern glare.

"So you'll fix friendships but not partnerships, huh?" She said with a choler mannerism.

"That's not what I meant, I'll ge-"

"WHEN, ELLIOT! You need to get your priorities straight!"

"I DON'T LOVE HER ANYMORE!" I yelled in frustration. "You son of a BITCH." My mind yelled at me. Not like it was enough to have my best friend telling me I was doing it wrong, but now my own head felt the need to say the same thing as well. "Just… go." I said before walking away for the sole purpose of defusing the argument, which was something I never wished to partake in. Now more than ever would I need to keep my emotions in check, otherwise one slip up of the mind and I could kill whomever I was in disagreement with.

I was relieved Judith didn't attempt to stop me, although I also wished Rhea hadn't tagged along in my journey through the foreign city. Now that I thought about it, the only places I visited in the city were the hospital after I was shot by Stu Hopps, and the places visited today. Of course that wasn't including the simulation version of Zootopia, which was a perfect representation to be fair. Somehow in my thoughts about the simulation, I inadvertently ended up five or six blocks to the southwest of Precinct one, right at the park where I met my virtual daughter.

"Of course I would end up here of all places." I mumbled while passing the gates into the deserted park; It seemed like even though all the air raid sirens and anti-air ceased fire hours ago, the citizens were still in full lockdown mode.

"What's so special about here?" Rhea asked while running her no longer gloved paws through the foliage on our tree-covered dirt trail.

"I met you- I mean my daughter… Right. There." I said from a slightly bent posture, which allowed me to point directly over Rhea's shoulder at an empty patch of concrete trail surrounded by grass.

"Why do you keep confusing the two of us? I-if it's not too personal." She asked with kindness.

"Do you mind me invading your mind to show you?" I asked while restarting our dawdle through the tree covered park.

"Hold up for a second." Rhea said while adjusting her rifle to a more comfortable position on the green plate-carrier. "You can do that?" She asked with intrigue.

"Well… yes. I can do a multitude of things, all of which are beyond the normal spectrum of… things." I said with a loss for a better word, which only heightened Rhea's curiosity.

"Could you show me? I saw the thing with your hand, but I don't have a clue on what it was." She asked with hopeful eyes.

"Sorry, even then I shouldn't have used my power, let alone go as far as choking a military officer with Psychokinetics." I said downheartedly due to my momentary loss of control.

"Aww, c'mon, no one else will see."

"Are you ticklish, Rhea? Because my daughter was quite so, and I mastered the art of tickle punishments." I said with poised fingers.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha. Yes, I'm quite ticklish, although I seem to be in suitable protection." Rhea replied with a smirk as she knocked on her frontal armor plate.

"Hmm, I could always remove it with my P.K."

"P.K?" She asked with a tilted head.

"Psychokinetics."

"OOH! Yes, doitdoitdoit!" She squealed while pumping her fists in front of her face.

"Nahh, I need to find the piano." I said just before walking off to where I found the deserted and neglected instrument in the L.T.I.C. simulation. I failed to notice Rhea attempting to fix her Plate Carrier while trying to keep pace with me, ending in her accidentally pulling the emergency disassembly cord. I only turned around when I heard a loud thunk, which was followed by a frustrated huff from the Arctic fox in Olive Drab Bdu's.

"Would you please stop?… I'm not used to this stupid armor." Rhea asked with tired exasperation.

"Why not, you're a Private first class, no? Shouldn't you be familiar with the equipment by now?" I asked with intrigue.

The facial expression I received was one of great internal debate. It seemed Rhea was deciding whether she was willing to tell me something, and while I could easily drove into the depths of her mind, I was trying to move away from those sorts of actions when possible. "You can't tell anyone about this, okay?"

"You do realize you're talking to someone who used to be a proverbial doomsday weapon even before my powers." I said with a raised eyebrow.

"Really? NO, don't get me off topic." She replied while looking around the immediate vicinity for any sorts of eavesdropping.

"There isn't another intelligent life form within three-hundred meters, so tell me what's so secretive about you and that armor." I said with crossed arms and a tapping foot; I was starting to suspect Rhea of infiltration into the Yepruetan state guard.

"I'm not really in the state guard-" Out of instinct, I formed a marble size sphere of Dark Energy between two fingers. "Whoa-Whoa-Whoa" She said with holding out defensive paws. "I'm a YIA operative. Look, my badge is implanted right into my wrist." Rhea added while parting the white fur on her wrist, which revealed a hairline scar. "I'm not even an arctic fox, this is just dye."

"Then what are you?" I asked while bending to the three and a half foot mystery Mammals height.

"I'm a Lycalopex Culpaeus."

"Lie-call, Lie-cal-o… Could you say it again?"

"Ha, something the magic male can't do." Rhea replied with a simper.

"First, it's not magic. Second, I don't know everything contrary to popular belief." I said with a boop to Rhea's black, wet nose.

"Hey, don't boop my nose without permission." She hissed playfully.

"Yeah, sure. Just tell me how to pronounce your name."

"Okay, Yuh' ready? Lie-cal-o-pex Cul-pay-es.

"Lie-cal-o-pay-ex?" I said with uncertainty.

"You can't be serious."

"What? Some things come easier than others." I said in defense.

"Ugh, just call me a Cul-pee-o Fox."

"Why didn't you just say that the first time?"

"Because I'm an entitled Vixen." She said with a silly smile.

"Uh-huh." I said with a doubtful eyebrow raised. "I think I'll just stick with Lycalopex Culpaeus."

"YOU COULD PRONOUNCE IT!" She squawked with faux annoyance.

"Of course I could. I can say pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis without issue, so something as plain as Lycalopex Culpaeus isn't much of a problem." I said while straightening my posture.

Rhea seemed to be in complete thought, going far enough to start compartmentalizing parts of the air with her paws. I thought it amusing to see her in total concentration with the word I uttered so easily. "New-mno-ultra-micro-scopics-silly-coe-volcano-cone-ee-o-sis…. Did I do it right?" Rhea asked as she looked directly into my rainbow eyes with hope.

"Uhh… You actually got it... I'm quite impressed, and for that I shall grant you one small request… And I'll carry that archaic armor." I said while expertly assembling the strewn about plate carrier, slinging it over a should once it was put together.

"A request?" She asked after matching my pace down the tree covered dirt path.

"Request: An act of asking for something in a polite or respectful manner."

"I know what request means." She snipped with indignance. "I want you to carry me on your shoulders. I grow weak." She said with a devious grin.

"You got it." I said while taking a knee for the dyed fox to clamber atop my partially occupied shoulders.

"No, no, no. I want you to pick me up with that Psychokinetic thingy you have."

"*Sigh* By your command." I deadpanned as I stood up. After a few second of deliberation on how to position the fox atop my shoulders, I decided on the method. "You need to put this back on so both my shoulders are free. You'll just sit with my head between your legs." I stated matter-of-factly.

The immediate response was a choke followed by a giggle. "You want to take me on a few dates first?"

"Huh?… Ohh, you know what I meant." I replied moments before raising the Operative onto my shoulders, where she began to use my head for balance as I walked.

"That was disappointing, I thought there was going to be some kind of ritual thing." Rhea said with dissapointment.

"It's not like my enemies are just going to wait for my powers to warm up. Speaking of which, have you ever heard of an artifact called the Obelisk?"

"Umm, actually, yeah. I was sent on a mission and some local tribe claimed they were protected by it."

"You're kidding, right?" I asked with astonishment. "I don't have to start scouring the entire planet?"

"… Oh, you were serious." She said with regret.

"Aww, and you had my hopes up… For shame Rhea, for shame." I said with faux disappointment while shaking my head. "Hey, it really is here." I said while quickening my pace towards the piano just outside the park boundaries. I still made sure my gate was very stable for Rhea's sake, although once I reached the black instrument, I knelt for the fox to remove herself.

"Do you play?" She asked while flipping up the key cover.

"I-uhh… No, not really. I can sorta play a few basic songs." I said sheepishly.

"Ha-ha, you little shit. You can't play the piano, and I can." The voice in my head mocked.

"Shut up." I hissed at a whisper.

"Make me."

"I'll kill her if you don't." I whispered while making a threatening sphere of dark energy.

"Elliot, what's wrong? Do you see something?" Rhea asked while raising her rife to the low ready position as she started scanning the terrain.

"I'm not sure yet. What's it going to be, Elliot?" I asked.

"… Fine." The voice replied with dejection.

"False alarm." I said after absorbing the lightless energy into my gloved hands. "Anyway, we really should continue our journey to the hospital."

"Why?"

"I still need to talk with a Nicholas Wilde, and since you're my bodyguard, I can't just open a matter tunnel to take me there."

"A what?" Rhea asked while we walked through the park to reach Savannah Central medical.

"Teleportation stuff."

"Ahh, okay."

We walked for awhile in silence, simply observing the surroundings and their unique aspects. Rhea eventually started asking me about The Messenger and how it was able to stay in the air without any visible vectored thrusters; I of course had to deny all the questions due to the Raxxlan accord just put into effect. Once she gave up trying with the ship, questions started flying around about my powers and how they worked.

"I honestly don't fully understand most of them, but I know it's not magic; Just science so close to magic, what's the difference?" I answered while looking down at the fluffy white fox.

"Okay, well what can you do?"

"Besides manipulating objects with my mind. Those little balls of energy I create are made of a substance called Dark Energy, which is believed to be responsible for the acceleration of the expansion of the universe, It's a mouth full, right?"

"Ehh." She replied in a tone that said 'Not really, but I don't want to argue.'

"Anyway, besides that, I can emit focused Gamma radiation from my body, heal things almost instantaneously through a process known as A.C.R."

"What's it stand for?"

"Advanced Cellular regeneration… Oh, I can also Manipulate someone's mind to create a hallucination of myself, like this." I said just before Creating another version of myself in front of Rhea, which caused her to rapidly look from me to the hallucination. "Because I can use my mind to move things, and I can remotely view things, I seem like I'm right in front of you, going as far as interacting with the person." I said just before booping the Fox's nose with my Psychokinetic interactive doppelganger.

"This is super creepy." She replied while touching my doppelganger and feeling resistance to it's skin.

"Yes, yes it is." I said once I disbanded the doppelganger.

By the time we reached the Savannah Central Medical Center, more and more of the civilian populace were out and about. They no longer seemed in fear for their lives when I walked past, which I attributed to the possibility of the camera crews broadcasting the whole Peace treaty earlier today. When we reached the entrance of the hospital, I found the same deer at the front reception desk, however she seemed far less intimidated this time around.

"Y-You're back."

"It seems that way, doesn't it. I need the room for the Fox I checked in earlier, Nicholas Wilde." I said with a kind smile.

"Officer Wilde is currently in the trauma recovery ward. If you could sit, I'll have a nurse take you there." She replied while gesturing to the waiting area with a hoof hand thing; At first glance, I had no idea what to call the unholy hybrid of a hoof and a three fingered hand.

"Can't I just go to him, I can see him laying in the bed right now." I said while pointing to my rainbow eyes, which had nothing to do with the remote viewing, but got the point across.

"You're going to go anyway, aren't you?" She asked, already know the answer deep down.

"Yep." I replied as I walked towards the restricted door. Rhea kept close behind me with her rifle at a rested position, although she was still scanning everyone we passed. The linoleum floors caused a tap with each step, earning the stares of many; I don't think the blue illuminated Compression Armor Zoifa granted me helped the incognito department either.

Knock knock knock

"Come in." Nick replied from the other side of the door. When I walked in, his back was turned to me and he was looking out the window from his bedside.

"How's your head doing?" I asked.

When Nick looked towards me, his face was one of dejection once I was recognized by his emerald eyes. "You… You didn't leave."

"… Oh... I'm sorry I came to say hi." I said quietly while turning for the door. "If you didn't know by now, Judy's fine."

"Wait, I didn't mean it like that. I'm just thinking about something." He said while attempting to catch me before I opened the door.

"It's fine, Nick. You don't want the Human responsible for all this being in your company." I replied before turning around to leave. Just as I reached the threshold, a pair of arms wrapped around my stomach.

"Don't go. I really need a friend right now." He said with a delicate voice as I turned around.

"You consider me a friend?" I asked doubtfully while looking into his eyes for an answer.

"After all those conversations when you were on the transition world, I want you at my wedding." He said with a small laugh that turned into quiet sniffles of sadness.

"Rhea, would you give us-"

"Yeah." She answered quietly while excusing herself from the room.

Once Rhea closed the door, I scooped Nick into my arms and sat him down on the bed, slowly petting his head while I spoke. "What's wrong Afráta Alepoú?" I cooed.

"I-I don't have anyone in my life. It sounds dumb, I know."

"Nonsense. Everyone needs to love and be loved by someone, mmmkay? I can't believe I'm about to ask this. So, do you like someone?"

"What are we, five?" He asked with a small chuckle.

"Hey, you're the one who started crying." I replied after ceasing my gentle head pets. "Let me rephrase my last; Who do you want to do nasty things in the night with?"

"Oh, that really helps." Nick replied with a smack to my stomach. "Ow, the crap is that suit made out of?" He added while rubbing the paw used to smack me.

"I imagine it's similar to my G-suit, but more protective."

"Speaking of that-"

"No, no, no, we're not getting off topic Afráta Alepoú."

"What does that even mean?" Nick demanded.

"Do I tell him, or do I keep it a secret for all that suspense?"

"Tell meeeeee." Nick demanded while shaking my shoulders the best he could.

"Okay, okay my Fluffy Fox." I answered.

"So!?" Nick squawked, no longer in his sorrowful mood.

"I just did stupid. It means Fluffy fox. You are my Afráta Alepoú." I said with a boop to his blank face.

"So all those times you called me that, and I thought it meant something super deep."

"Yep, it literally means what you are."

"… Now I wish you hadn't told me." He mumbled with flattened ears.

"Just don't tell anyone else, and call every other Fox you see an Afráta Alepoú, they can be just as mystified as you."

"It's not the same."

"Oh, you." I said while pulling Nick into a hug. "I'm sure you'll survive, but if you think your wounds to be mortal, I could just erase your memory."

"No-no, we're not going down that road again, mister eggs and bacon."

"We need to get back on topic with who you like." I said with concern Nick would bring up the whole eggs and bacon thing again.

"But now it's all embarrassing." Nick said with partially splayed ears.

"That just means you really like her, now who's the Vixen?"

"Well… She's not a Fox per-say."

"Ooohh, gettin' freaky." I said with a simper.

"Quit it, Elliot."

"Okay, okay. All serious now."

"I-I think I like Judy."

"… Nick, I'm just going to say this for your own good. Do not fall in love with someone who's about to get married, that's how you end up with a baseball bat to the face."

"Married? Judy's not getting married." Nick replied with a tilted head and one flattened ear.

"Dude, I talked to her Fiance."

"… You got hardcore trolled." Nick said with a growing smirk.

"He had a ring on his finger."

"Lemme guess. Really tall rabbit, you probably thought he was a jackrabbit. Tan fur, brown eyes?" Nick asked, all too knowingly about the rabbit. My response was one of total detestation, which only egged Nick on further. "Oh, man! He really did get you! I never thought the day would come anything could outsmart the great Admiral." He chirped happily.

"Who got you?" Someone asked as the door opened, revealing a fully restored Gray rabbit. "Elliot… You're still here!?" Judy squawked with dismay.

"Why would I have left? It hasn't even been a day since I arrived." I asked just as Judy's fiance walked into the room, immediately staring me down with intrigue. "Speak of the Rabbit himself. Russell Nails Hopps, you lied to me, didn't you?" I asked assertively while slowly standing and edging toward the now cowering Rabbit.

"M-m-maybe." He replied timidly with drooped ears, which prompted me to activate my bioluminescence to its full potential brightness; This actually caused the surrounding area to illuminate in several colors, although most of the rainbow blended into a monotone color. Nevertheless, my eyes almost looked like two cheap flashlights attempting to illuminate the area. "Pleasedonthurtme!" He squealed in fear once I was inches away from the Rabbit backed into a corner.

"Ha...haha...hahahahahaha-ahhhh, I got youuuu." I said as I diffused the reaction, knelt to the cowering rabbit, and poked his ribs lightly with a finger. It took a solid ten seconds before his brain must've realized what I said, but when he did come out of the fear induced coma, I was met with a puddley set of eyes looking at me.

"Y-you really scared me." He said meekly while rubbing a tear from his eyes.

"That's what you get for telling me you're getting married to the esteemed Judy Hopps, destroyer of drug rings."

"RUSSELL!" Judy shouted, promptly slugging her sibling in the shoulder. "I can't believe you would lie to him." She said with disbelief.

"What? Mom and dad were all freaking out, and I don't know who he is. Next thing I know, he's asking me about marrying you, and I-I was just so scared and-"

"HEY!" Judy interrupted. "Just don't do it again… at least to Elliot. He tends to be cranky at times." Judy said at a whisper.

"Very original, Judy." I said with a dismissal wave as I returned to Nick's hospital bed. I still wanted to continue our conversation about his affection for the Rabbit, but now it seemed very unlikely under normal circumstances. "Yo Afráta Alepoú." I said directly into Nick mind, which caused him to give me a knowing smile.

"Yeah." He replied, not that Nick was talking back into my head per say, it was me simply reading his conscious thoughts.

"Now that you know for sure, ask her out." I thought into his mind while nodding my head towards Judy, who was in deep explanation of who I am.

"Don't you mean, now that YOU know. I already knew she was single. And no, I'm not about to go ask Judy on a date in the middle of a hospital."

"Why not? Let's recall the past shall we. Six, or maybe seven months ago, my drones wiped the floor with the ZPD, and you two ended up riding on my Martha's back to your SHARED apartment. Is that still a thing by the way?"

"Yes, we're still living together, and I clearly remember your airplane magic drones practically forcing us into admittance that we accidentally slept together."

"YOU WHAT!?" I blurted, completely unable to withhold the humor bursting from my sour. I ended up falling off the bed in a fit of laughter, Nick looking at me with his ears flattened and a displeased glare while Judy and Russell looked at me quizzically.

"Elliot? Are you alright?" Judy questioned once my laughing subsided.

"No, I'm absolutely fantastic. I had no Idea you two slept together the first time I was here." I chirped mirthfully.

"Huh?" Judy replied.

"Just a sec, lemme grab your memories." I said just before resting my palm in between Judy's upright ears. As fast as greased lightning, I had all the information regarding that night. "April third to fourth, two-thousand-sixteen. It was just after your dad shot me in the gut, you two decided to share the bed at a motel, and…. Aww, you actually slept together." I said with disappointment while looking at Nick, who had completely red ears and a small amount of red showing under his cream colored muzzle. Meanwhile, Judy still seemed clueless as to what I was referring.

"I'm just going to ignore what happened." Judy said with uncertainty as she removed my hand from her head. "Now, Elliot. Don't change the topic this time. Why didn't you leave?" Judy asked with her tiny rabbit paws on her waist.

" leave to where?" I asked once I sat upright, putting me a few inches above Judy's head.

Before she replied, all joking and humor left her fluffy face, her ears laid against her back, and she started fidgeting with her paws while inching closer to me. "Ya-know, on your ship." She said quietly, which caused all noise in the room to instantly vanish.

(Enya - Only Time)

My reply contained a nervous chuckle. "What are you talking about, we aren't leaving for another three days."

"… Elliot, they already left… you're ship's gone." Judy said gently while caressing my cheek with a paw.

"no." I whispered inaudibly just before shooting to my feet, darting from the patient room. I only made it about three feet before both Rhea and Judy called my name in an attempt to stop me. Nevertheless, I searched out the stairwell and started climbing at a desperate pace. Just at the top of the first floor climbed, Rhea Shouted from inside the Echoing stairwell.

"ELLIOT, WAIT!"

By the fifteenth flight of stairs, the three sets of footsteps attempting to keep pace with me were trailing further and further behind; Meanwhile, I was only getting warmed up due to my newly restored genetic enhancements. With one giant shove, the roof door flung open, smacking the wall outside. My first step was one of recoil from the combination of wind and sunlight, although once I adjusted to the environment, I made for a mad dash to the southeast wall (Coast side) leaping onto the safety barrier made of concrete.


-=Rhea Lula Pov=-

"Stupid state guard equipment. If it weren't for the twenty pounds of crap on me, I would've caught up with him by now." I internally squabbled while charging up the stairs after Elliot. The other two had long since passed me, which only added to my frustration of all the equipment I was forced to wear on my latest assignment. Every so often I would look how far it was to the top, and I swore I was catching up to the other two after a while.

"Quit Lollygagging and get your tails into gear!" I yelled at the exhausted Fox and Rabbit moving at a snail's pace; Apparently they didn't teach moderating physical exertion in their police training. Somehow, I was the first one to make it to the top, despite having nearly a third of my weight packed on in armor, weapons and ammo. When I pushed open the door to the roof, I had to shield my eyes from the bright sunlight.

"Glasses, glasses-glasses-glasses" I thought while pulling the specifically designed sunglasses out of a pouch. Once I donned them, my vision was no longer aching from the light. Elliot was standing on the very edge of the building as he stared off the coast where his ship was supposed to be. My first thought was he was getting ready to jump, and with that in mind, I instinctively removed my weapons and armor with deftness.

"Heyyyy. How's it going?" How's it going? Are you serious, why not just say blueberries are blue.

Elliot stood silently for what seemed like an eternity as his body wavered in the wind every now and then. I didn't notice it at first, but I eventually picked up on small convulsions to his body. Just as I was going to say something, he slowly turned around with tear soaked cheeks, and red eyes. "They're all gone. Judith, Zofia. . . they all left me here." Elliot whimpered just before his suit of fancy armor started dissolving into dust, leaving his fur-less body exposed, par for underwear.


-=Elliot Pov=-

"You son of a bitch... Give. Me. What. Is. Rightfully. MINE!" The voice in my head yelled as if under immense stress. Just like that, all the control I had over my body left, and I went limp.

"NOOO!" Judy screamed as I felt my body collapsing off the edge.

"Are you happy now, Elliot?" I asked the voice.

"I can't let you do what Zofia wanted, even at the cost of our lives." The voice replied as I felt the wind on my face pick up, faster and faster with each second.

"She can just reanimate this body, and I'll be in control once again."

"Really now, how's Zoifa supposed to fix us when she's nowhere to be seen. Even with your eight-hundred years more experience, you fail to see this Zoifa isn't the same as yours."

"I served under her command for a thousand years, you served for what, a hundred days? You could never understand my loyalty to her."

"That doesn't change the truth of her plan… I KNOW you can see exactly what she'll do with the Obelisk." The voice replied matter of factly.

I let out an internal scoff before replying. "You don't even know what the Obelisk is, what it does, or how it works."

"You don't think you can just invade my memories without me doing the same, do you?...It created the Galaxy." The voice said just as I impacted the pavement below, sending the world into darkness.


A/N: I'll be honest here, that whole reveal (If you figured it out) was supposed to be way later in the story, but I'm really trying to get to a certain point in the plot line; Jacqueline and Elliot befriending each other again, but all these other things are getting in the way.

A review would be a great moral booster, so plz review. I'm actually thinking about ending the story short in favor for another idea, also because this has maybe a fifth the popularity of my prequel; I sorta want to attempt an engineered story to gain popularity based on what else is highly popular as an experiment.

This would be a romance story between Nick and Judy with a hybrid child of some kind. Not kidding, this is what comes up as the most popular. I personally would't find this idea all that interesting, So I'd modify it slightly. this would be a rough draft of the summary.

Follow the story of Violet Wilde as she tries to make it in the world as a hybrid without many friends. Just a few days after a meteor strikes off the coast, a seemingly mute, nameless wolf starts attending her class, saving her from a bully.

Keep in mind this would be far more refined, but I think it gets the idea across. Lemme know what you think about the idea... I'll probably do it anyway :)