Chapter 11 The Traitor Revealed

Zootopia EU/AU Character Profile #1: Officer Timothy Wolford

Sex: Male (Heterosexual)

Species: Wolf

Age: 33

Rank: (Only when he doesn't shower.) Police Officer

Background: Tim Wolford grew up in the mean streets of Barklyn without a father and a mother who was very busy working hard to support him so she couldn't always be there. From the ages of 15 to 18, he was rolling with the gang known as the "Los Lobos" until his mother finally set him straight and whooped his butt good. At the age of 22, She forced him into the Police Academy where he actually excelled in his courses and graduated at the top of his class. Sadly, she died on his graduation day.

During his time at the ZPD, he became partners and best friends with officer Terry Fangmeyer. The two had a romantic relationship for a short time despite Terry confessing she was a transvestite. But when things got more serious, her male pheromones kicked in and Tim being straight, couldn't stand the smell and he finally realized he couldn't love her in that way. The two stayed best friends and Terry was even the best woman when Tim married wolf lawyer, Auburn Harris.

Tim and Auburn are now awaiting their first litter. Tim however, is having a real rough day as he was almost blown up by his old gang in a huge explosion. Now, he's on a one-mammal mission to rescue officer Higgins brother Humphrey and get a little payback on his ex wolf-gang brethren.

Authors Notes: The good thing about the ZPD officers being almost completely mute background characters in the movie is that you can add your own spin to them when writing fan fiction. Officer Wolford originally just started out as a very minor character with a Brooklyn accent who was in the story "Pin Partners" primarily as an in-between for the romantic story between Fangmeyer and Clawhauser, but the more I wrote him, the more I just loved the character. I enjoy writing his accent and I like the fact that for a tough, city cop, he's fairly liberal and open-minded. He's a tough cop with a good heart and a bit of bad luck. Let's see if his luck improves in this chapter.

"All That and Dim Sum" Chinese Emporium 4:10pm

Phat Boi, the Panda was getting upset at the customer in front of him. "For the last time, we do not carry firecrackers in this store!"

Officer Wolford was running out of patience. "Look. I know you have 'dem here. Some of my guys bought them for a party a few months ago! I know they're illegal, but I need 'dem badly."

Wolford got out his wallet and slammed two twenties on the counter. "Maybe 'dis will change your mind."

The panda leered at Wolford. "You're not a cop are you?"

"Do I look like a cop?" Tim replied with a phony smile. "I ain't got no badge and half my clothes are burned off!"

"One moment." replied the panda. He went to the back and got out a large, wooden crate of firecrackers. "Be VERY careful with these! They're not exactly the best quality. They're so sensitive, they'd go off with too much sunlight!"

Tim took the box. "Gotcha. By the way, you may have noticed that 'da back of my clothes are kinda...gone, along with my fur. Had a bit of a fire. You got any clothes in my size?"

The panda mused. "Hmmmm...we don't sell much for clothes." He looked around the back for awhile. "The closest thing I have in your size is a red dress with fake sequins."

"'Dat's poifect!" Wolford replied. "'Dat gives me an idea. Where do you keep yer lipstick and makeup?"

The panda shrugged his shoulders. "You are either going to one hell of a party or you are one weird mammal!"

The ZPD interrogation room 4:45pm

Melvin sat on a bench in the hallway near the main interrogation room with chief Bogo smiling and patting the goat on the back. "Well Melvin, are you ready to see an interrogation in action? It's not to different from the ones you see in the movies and on TV. We need your particular help cracking this case!"

Melvin was excited. "Really? Gosh! I hope I can be a big help!"

"Oh, I'm sure you will!" Bogo replied. He then saw Detective Oats enter the room. "Excuse me for a moment Mel, I'll be back in a few minutes."

The chief then followed Oats into the room. There, before them in pawcuffs, was the big mafia boss himself, Rusev Polarski. They had a bright light shining on the polar bear and were trying to sweat some information from him. Officers Higgins, Trumpet and Pennington watched from a one-way mirror and had the sound coming in through a speaker.

"Tell us where Humphrey Higgins is!" Oats shouted. "The ex-gang member, Pablo told us that the gang has been working with your men and that YOU assigned them to kidnap him! So where is he?! Is he at your mansion?!"

"I vill tell you notheenk!" Rusev replied. "What does Rusev have to lose?! I am in here for life!"

Bogo intervened. "I could have it so you're put in solitary confinement. That would not only block off communications to your friends, it would drain you of whatever power and influence you have left in the outside world and it would slowly drive you insane!"

"You are bluffeenk!" Rusev replied. "Solitary requires a court review and a judge to look eet over."

"I'll still go through with it." Bogo replied. "Just to see the look on your face when they put you inside."

Oats grabbed Rusev by the collar of his prison uniform. "Tell us who the Big Cheese is! We know you have information on him! How are you getting private information on the ZPD?! Tell me!"

Rusev shoved Oats back. "Back off stupeed horse! I know my rights!"

"He's right." Bogo replied. "You can't touch him like that!" Bogo then got a smile on his face. "Besides...I just realized. He doesn't need to say a word."

Oats was confused. "He doesn't?!"

"Nope. We have someone else whose going to help Rusev give us all the info we need and Mr. Polarski here can just sit quietly." Bogo looked up at Oats. "Watch him. I'll be right back."

Rusev watched Bogo leave. "Vat ees he up to?"

"Beats me." Oats replied.

Bogo had a hunch about Melvin. A hunch he was about to see would pay off. He approached Melvin who was happily sitting at the bench. He wouldn't be happy much longer.

Bogo approached the young goat with a smile. "So, ready to help take down the bad guys?!"

Melvin smiled back. "Yes sir!"

The two walked into the the room together and Melvin's smile quickly faded. "Th-That's...Rusev Polarski!"

"I thought you'd recognize him..." Bogo replied. "...Since you two know each other so well!"

Bogo shoved Melvin onto the chair and slapped a pair of hoofcuffs on the goat. Melvin was surprised and panicked. "Wh-WHAT?! What's going on?!"

Bogo snarled at the goat. He only had a hunch, but decided to try to bluff and see what would happen. "You tell me...TRAITOR! I know all about you contacting the prisoners on line four. We never use that line unless the other three are full! Not only that, I noticed my private files had been accessed and I traced them back to the computer at dispatch! YOUR computer!"

Melvin was frightened beyond belief and sobbing. "Oh God! No! Please! I can't go to jail! My mom will kill me!"

"Your mom?!" Oats chuckled. "I'd be more worried about the prisoners inside."

Rusev glared at the goat. He was scared to since he knew what Melvin knew. "Quiet goat! You say nothink!"

"I HAD to do it!" Melvin cried. "They threatened me if I didn't!"

"Shut up!" Rusev growled.

"They promised me a high position in their new society if I snitched on you guys. They...they promised me my own prey sex slave when the Big Cheese took over! I'm a 19 year-old nerd with no hope of a girlfriend! I couldn't pass that up!"

"Pathetic." said Oats.

Bogo grabbed Melvin by the shoulders. "Now you listen here, what you did is a big enough crime to get you ten to twenty years easily!"

Melvin was sobbing into his hooves. "Oh GOD! Nooo!"

"You want some of those years shaved off so you can go back home to mommy?" Bogo said. "You better start talking!"

Rusev was worried. "He knows notheenk! Everything he says ees lies!"He then grabbed Melvin with his cuffed paws. "You say anythink, I'll KEEL you!"

"Keep him away from me!" Melvin cried. "I-I-I'll tell you everything, just don't let him near me!"

Bogo stood by Rusev. blocking him Melvin. The polar bear was cuffed, but he could still be a threat.

Oats sat down with Melvin. "It's going to be okay son." He offered him a treat. "Salt lick?"

Melvin took it. "SNIFF! Th-Thank you."

"Tell us what you know."

"Up to now, I've been informing them on everything going on at the ZPD. They knew about Mr. Wilde going undercover before he ever arrived in the jail. That's how they got to officer Higgins brother. They knew how the fake crime was going to go down ahead of time. Rusev has him locked up in his mansion surrounded by his men and the Los Lobos gang who have now pledged loyalty to him."

"Just as the old wolf told us." Bogo replied. "What can you tell us about the Big Cheese and his plans?"

"I'm so dead." Melvin sniffled. "I don't know who he is. Nobody does! Not even Rusev."

Rusev smiled back. "There! You see! He barely knows anythink!"

"I know the names of his underlings."

"SHUT UP!" Rusev screamed.

"His third in command is called 'Big Wings' and his second in command is called 'Big Ears.' Oh! And the Los Lobos are the ones who stole the GoodDeer blimp."

Bogo had to hold back Rusev. "I'll keel you, leetle goat!"

Melvin jumped back. "And at least one of the guards is in one it. He was my contact, but I didn't get his name. That's it! That's all I know, I swear!"

Bogo looked at Melvin. "Son, you just got a few years taken off your sentence."

Melvin started kissing Bogo's feet. "Oh, thank you sir! THANK YOU!"

Bogo took his hooves away from Melvin. "Knock it off!" He then looked at detective Oats. "Oats, get Simmins in here to guard these two. Also bring Higgins in. I have a call to make and I want to put it on speakerphone." Bogo then gave a smile. "I think you'll all be in for a big surprise."

Meanwhile, at the ZPD Prison Library

Nick was done giving his inspirational talk to the predator inmates. The prisoners were checking out some books to take to their cells. He led them in a chant.

"What are we?"

"PREDATORS!"

"What do we want?"

"PEACE!"

This went on a few times until they settled down and left. Both Nick and Jake headed back to their cells with Kevin following behind.

Nick looked back at Jake. "So what book did you check out?"

"A cook book." Jake replied. "With plenty of recipes to try out. I'm just looking at some examples to get a few ideas. What did you get?"

"A book on the mating habits of rabbits." Nick replied with a smile.

They got back to the cell. Kevin watched the door. Nick took the bottom bunk and started reading. "I'm just gonna look at this for a little bit and then take a nap."

"Suit yerself." Jake replied. Just don't ferget dinner. It's on at seven."

"My taste buds want me to forget breakfast and lunch." Nick replied. He then kicked back and relaxed while reading his book. Slowly getting sleepy in the process.

Meanwhile, back in the interrogation room...

Bogo put the speaker phone in the middle of the table. "First off, I'm going to say this right now. Rusev, I heard your little threat to Wilde, so you and the snitch over here, (points at Melvin) won't be leaving this room until Humphrey is found! Now, onto why I have the speaker phone here. Allow me to make a call..."

Bogo dialed a number and the person on the other line responded.

"Officer Wolford here. Hey chief!"

Everyone in the room and over in the two way mirror gasped. "It's Wolford!" Higgins shouted as tears streamed down his face. "He's alive! He's alive!"

"Alive and well done! My back half got a little fried in the explosion. I ain't got no fur on my tail!"

"Hello Wolford!" Bogo responded with a smile. "We found the traitor. It's our dispatcher Melvin. Say 'Hi' Melvin!"

Melvin was still sobbing a little. "I am SO sorry! I didn't know they were gonna try to kill you!"

Oats was curious. "How on earth did you get out?!"

"You ferget I used ta be part of 'da Los Lobos gang. They have a trap door with a slide in case 'da cops or a rival gang show up. I used my shirt and badge to pull it open, but it got stuck. I hope ya found my badge."

"I have it with me." Oats responded. "That explains how it got attached to your sleeve."

Bogo took over. "Wolford. Higgins brother has been taken to Rusev's estate. He's being held hostage for now, but they may kill him."

"I thought as much. I'm on my way there now. Don't worry chief, I got a plan!"

"Be careful. The Los Lobos gang and Rusev's men will all be there."

"I wouldn't worry too much about Rusev's men. Word on 'da street is 'dat a good chunk of 'dem were either killed or injured. Turns out Mr. Big had some rabbit on his side who could really kick some butt!"

Rusev was really upset. "WHAT?! My men outdone by a bunny?!"

"Could it be?" Bogo pondered. "...Naaaah! Anyway, keep up the good work and be safe! If you pull this off, they'll be a big bonus for you!"

"'Tanks chief! I gotta go! It's hard ta talk on 'da phone while keepin' my dress from draggin' and runnin' in 'dese high heels! Talk to ya soon. Wolford out!"

The hung up. "Now there goes a dedicated officer!" Bogo said with a smile, but then he though about it for a second. "Did...did he just say he was wearing a dress and high heels?"

Oats came over to Bogo with some bad news. "Chief, I just informed Ben Clawhauser that officer Wolford was still alive, but...officer Fangmeyer, I mean, Officer Terry Clawhauser was stabbed and suffered some severe blood loss. She's in Emergency as we speak."

Bogo rubbed his brow. "If it isn't one thing, it's another. DAMMIT!"

Rusev Ploarski's estate 5:30 pm

With the Daylight Savings time recently going to "fall back", nightfall was coming early to Zootopia and it was already dark around Rusev's mansion. This made it easier for Wolford to sneak around. He saw his prey. A Los Lobos gang member guarding the front entrance. Officer Wolford was dressed like a canine street hooker with a cheap, red dress and wearing fake lashes, eye liner and lipstick. He eyed the guard and realized he was about his size. "Perfect!" He thought.

He sprayed a bottle of perfume that copied lady wolf pheromones on him. Once on each armpit and one more down below for good measure. He then approached the wolf. "'Ola mi handsome amigo! Am I at the right place? They hired me to come here for some..y'know...fun?" He fluttered his fake eyelashes at the wolf and rubbed his paw against the wolf's chest.

The wolf guard was aroused big time. "Well...maybe it is and maybe it isn't? Why don't we go back towards the bushes and I'll see if you 'pass security' if you know what I mean?"

Wolford smiled at the guard. "Oh I know what you mean! Follow me baby."

As the wolf followed behind he noticed Wolford's back. "What th'...You have no fur on your tail!"

Wolford came up with a quick excuse. "Uhhhh..I'm a Ralf! Half-rat, half wolf. We're a very rare breed. Wanna see if you can make a few more breeds of my kind?"

The wolf was drooling. "Oooh yeah baby!"

He lured the wolf by the bushes, then knocked him out with one elbow shot and proceeded to cuff him and gag him to he couldn't yell out. "I hope yer 'da type of guy who likes gettin' naked and cuffed! Sucker."

He then took off the wolf's clothes and changed him with his own so he looked like one of the Los Lobos. He also took the gang member's gun. "'Dat's phase one complete. Now fer phase two!"

He went to the front of the house and started to line up the firecrackers, paying careful attention not to be seen at the window just in case they recognized him. After it was done. He lit the fuse and quickly ran up to the front of the house.

He banged on the door. "Holy chit you guys! Eets Mr. Big's men coming for revenge! Get out here and defend 'da home! Ándale! Ándale! Epa! Epa! Yeehaw!"

He then ran towards the back of the mansion as the firecrackers went of in a large chain. "Well that was more racist than I meant it to be! Phase two complete!"

When the gang heard the firecrackers, they panicked. "Holy chit! He's right! Everyone to the front!"

As everyone ran to the front of the house. Wolford sneaked in through an unlocked window in the back. There, he found one guard and sneaked up on him from behind. He shoved the other guard's gun into his back. "Tell me where the hippo is or yer dead!"

The wolf guard was scared to death. "Th-They got him in the basement! It's to the left and down the hall!"

"Thanks pal!" He then knocked the wolf out with the back of the gun. Wolford knew he didn't have long before his stunt was found out. He ran down to the basement and slid down the stair railing. He opened the door to find the hippo tied to a chair and another wolf guard.

Wolford had to think of something quick. Luckily, he knew he was dressed in Los Lobos attire. "Hey pal! C'mon! Didn't you hear 'da shots?! We're under attack! I'll watch the prisoner."

"Thanks chica!" The wolf said as he ran up the stairs.

Wolford was confused. " 'Chica?' Aww crap. I still still got 'dat makeup on, don't I?"

Wolford then appeared in front of Humphrey Higgins and took off his gag. Then, he brandished a knife in front of him.

The hippo was scared. "Oh my gosh! What are you gonna do?!"

Wolford went around back and started cutting the ropes tying the hippo to the chair. "Relax! I'm officer Wolford of 'da ZPD and I'm getting you outta here! Capiche'?"

" 'Capiche'?"

"It means 'do you understand'?"

"I understood everything but 'capiche'."

"Deja 'vu." Wolford said, since he had the very same conversation with Ben Clawhauser. He managed to get the hippo untied and he was able to stand.

"Thank you so much officer!" Humphrey said.

"We ain't outta 'da woods yet. Do you know where their garage is?"

"Yes! Follow me. Quickly!"

Wolford followed the hippo who was faster on his feet than he expected. He then heard the commotion outside.

"Hey! There's no one out here! What's goin' on?!" One of the gang members shouted.

"The jig is up!" Wolford said to the hippo "Make it quick before we're discovered!"

Humphrey and Wolford arrived the the garage. Tim locked the door behind him as the gang members started searching the mansion for the intruder. "The hippo's missing!" Shouted on of the wolves.

Wolford found a nice, speedy sports car. "Quick! Press the button to raise the garage door while I start 'da car!"

"How?" Humphrey asked. "You have no keys!"

"HA! Like I need keys." Wolford said with a chuckle. He then pulled down at the wires under the dashboard and cut the ones he needed to connect.

As the garage door was opening, the wolves inside were pounding on the back garage door. "They're in here! Hurry up and go around the front!" One of the wolves shouted.

Humphrey got into the car as Wolford stripped the wires and was hot-wiring the car to start. "Hurry! Hurry!"

"Man! You turned this sports car into a low-rider!" Wolford replied after noticing the dip the car took when the hippo got in.

"Less about my weight and more about speed!"

Wolford finally got the car to start up. He buckled in and put the petal to the metal as the door finally fully opened, but there was a rush of Los Lobos gang members coming inside. "Shoot 'em!" They shouted.

"Duck down!" Wolford shouted to Humphrey as he ran over some of the members while racing towards the front gate of the estate. Going full speed, he smashed through the gate and onto the streets.

"Whoo-Hoo!" Shouted Humphrey.

"Shaddap and stay down!" Wolford shouted to the hippo. "They'll be behind us any second and your weight's gonna slow this sports car down!"

Sure enough, about eight Los Lobos members in a large, less luxurious, but still speedy car were following behind the sports car while firing shots at Wolford.

"Told ya." Wolford replied as he sped around a corner. They were now out of Tundratown and heading near Cactus Grove in Saharah Square. "Outta 'da way!" Wolford shouted at a crowd running by.

They barely missed a kart of apples as they drove past. They were coming up on Olive street and today was their farmer's market. They had wrapped up business for the day and were packing things up when they saw the cars speeding through and dodge out of the way. That cars smashed through the boxes of fresh goods.

Wolford saw the train tracks just as the arms were going down. "Oh crap! It's gonna be close! Hold on!"

Wolford went at full speed and smashed through the crossing arms and just barely missed the train.

The car full of Los Lobos members were undeterred. One of them pointed out a large wheelbarrow owned by an elephant was down with it's handles on the ground, making for a not-so perfect ramp. "Quick! Launch off that!"

Sure enough they did. The car launched itse'f into the air and started going over the train. However, it wasn't quite enough momentum and the back wheels hit the top of the train causing the car to flip wildly into the air. "WoooOOOOaaaAAAhhhHHH!" Shouted the gang as the car landed and flipped several times over until it landed upside down.

As they sped away, Wolford and Humphrey saw the whole thing and laughed. "Ha-HAAA! We got 'em!" The hippo cheered.

Wolford slowed down as the drove away towards the ZPD station. He got on the phone with chief Bogo. "Hey chief! You there?!"

Bogo quickly snatched up his phone! "Yes! Yes! Do you have Humphrey Higgins with you?!"

"Affoimative! I'm on my way to 'da ZPD station with him as we speak! Just look fer a fancy spots car driven by a wolf in a hoodie and cheap lipstick!"

With the exception of Rusev and Melvin, everyone in the interrogation room cheered. "Excellent work! Wolford!" Bogo shouted. "Excellent!"

"Well be 'dere in about twenty minutes! In 'da meantime, get a car over by Dry River Road and Olive Street ta pick up some VERY dizzy Los Lobos gang members. Wolford out!"

He hung up the phone and banged his paws on the dashboard in jubilation. "HA-HA! WE DID IT!"

"YOU did it!" Humphrey stated.

"'Tanks brudder!" Wolford replied back. Then he went into a chant.

"Los Lobos Chased Wolford"

"But then, they lost the race!"

"Los Lobos flipped their car..."

The two of them chanted together. "...INTO OUTER SPACE!"

Humphrey laughed. "I really hated that chant! They did it over and over!"

Nick's cell 6:15pm

Nick and Jake were snoozing in their bunks, taking a nap. Jake had asked Kevin to wake them up around 7pm for dinner. However, the polar bear was starting to snooze off himself from boredom.

As he was dozing off, he was hit in the back of the head with a hooved punch from Doug the ram. He was sitting on Walter the ram's shoulder's as he did so due to the difference in size. The polar bear was instantly knocked out. Doug jumped off of Walter and Walter dragged Kevin's body into a dark corner.

"Okay Doug!" said Walter. "You deal with the redneck fox up top and I'll get Wilde."