Author's Note: You all know I still don't own Zootopia and what the rating is.
Chapter Four: First Day Out
Zootopia Correctional Facility
"Let me out right this goddamn second," screamed David Grassman at the security camera as he held the blade to the moose's throat, "or I will cut his fucking head off right here!"
Meanwhile, about a dozen prison guards, including rhinos, buffalo and a couple of big cats, armed with nightsticks and tasers gathered on the other side of the cell block entrance. David Grassman was under no circumstances to leave the prison, as he was serving multiple life sentences and known to be an extremely violent offender. The zebra's friend was potentially worse and the warden immediately put him on lockdown.
"You don't think I'll do it," asked David as he stuck out the knife and pointed it at the hostage's throat.
"Let the guard go now," ordered a panther as he aimed his taser at David.
"I'll let him go when he's dead," barked David.
"You kill me and you're a dead zebra," said the moose.
"Shut the fuck up," snapped David, "I didn't ask for your opinion and if you open your mouth one more goddamn time this blade goes into your throat! Got it?"
The moose, too afraid to speak, simply nodded in agreement.
"Good," said David, who then directed his attention to the rest of the guards, "I want to see Joker.
"No," said the panther guard.
"Then I'll just kill the moose and grab another hostage on my way out," said David who then proceeded to saw the knife into the moose's throat, ripping open the flesh and spewing out blood onto the concrete in a violent and gruesome fashion.
"What the fuck man," called out the panther, "you just killed your only way out!"
"Oh," said David, then grinned at the guards menacingly, "he wasn't my only way out," the guards at this point could feel the evil that the zebra was projecting into the room, sending shivers down their spines, "I just need him to get me out of the cell."
David then threw the knife at the panther guard, hitting him in the right eye and killing him instantly. Then he charged at a buffalo, yanked the nightstick out of his hands and brutally swung down onto the back of the guard's neck, leaving another lifeless heap.
David then made his way back to the panther's body, clubbing every guard in his way, only to pull out the knife and proceed to butcher every guard that stood between him and the hyena. Twenty years of anger and inactivity combined with five years of planning was not going to be ended by any mammal, be it the prison guards, the police or the feds. He was going back out into Zootopia to make it his own.
Savannah Central
"David Grassman," said Nick to Skye as they sipped coffee at a rather quaint little cafe just a couple blocks from the precinct, "that's the zebra that killed dad and left mom a nervous wreck. The bastard should've fried a long time ago."
"According to Lieutenant Clawhauser," replied Skye, "Grassman's been locked up in maximum security for the last twenty years."
"Mammals like him will try to escape," said Nick, "and he's smart enough and ruthless enough that he may very well escape. Possibly bust out his even crazier sidekick. The zebra's a monster who I'm surprised hasn't made it out already and I'll only ever feel like justice has been served once he's getting a pitchfork shoved up his black and white ass in hell."
"Mammals change," replied Skye, "not everyone is an irredeemable monster."
"I know mammals change," replied Nick, "before Dad met Mom, he was common scum. Now you know him as the brave police officer who brought Zootopia one step closer to social equality. Mom used to be a very happy bunny until that zebra and his psycho friend killed Dad. David Grassman will only get worse. He hasn't been raped in prison because he'd be the rapist. He is cold blooded."
"Well he's locked up right now," said Skye, "so I think we can focus on whatever task we have at hand."
"Like what," asked Nick, "arresting registered sex offenders who accidently get within a block of a school?"
"Hello Mr. Sunshine," muttered Skye.
"What did you say bitch?"
"Lighten up please," said Skye, "how about you talk about something more lighthearted, like if you have any plans for Christmas this year."
"Go to Mom's," replied Nick, "see my brother and Mom for about an hour, then go home and drink vodka."
"That's depressing," replied Skye, "it's no wonder why you never seem happy."
"You try hanging out with her and see where that takes you," replied Nick.
Bzz!
"What's that about," asked Skye as she noticed Nick's phone go off.
"Oh shit," gulped Nick, "we have to get back to the precinct right now!"
"What happened," asked Skye.
"I was right," replied Nick as they hurried out.
ZPD Precinct One
"Junior," said Hopps, "so glad you made it back safe. I've also contacted Gabriel," she continued, "he's investigating at the prison."
"Even when I was eight years old," said Nick, "I had a feeling this would happen."
"How dangerous is this David Grassman," asked Skye, "aside from the fact that he's a cop killer?"
"My husband was no ordinary cop," replied Hopps, who was now in a much deeper state, "he was the bravest, smartest and most heroic fox I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. He was also really good in bed, but that's another story," she continued, "Nick was an expert marskmammal and very street smart. He's done all sorts of crazy stuff in life threatening situations and got off without a scratch. That zebra casually murdered him with a twelve gauge."
"Did he bust Joker out as well," asked Nick nervously.
"Unfortunately," said Hopps as she clicked on the file that showed the security camera footage at the prison, "video doesn't lie. And this is some very disturbing footage."
(Cue the second half of Layla)
"Oh my God," muttered Skye as she saw a zebra hack away the throat of some poor moose on the black and white video.
The three watched as the zebra then smirked at the guards and threw the knife into the panther's eye. The Zebra also went on to rapidly club a water buffalo to death with his own nightstick, then retrieve the knife from the dead panther and slashed his way through about ten more guards, with not even the tasers being able to stop him.
"That zebra is a killing machine," commented Skye.
"It keeps getting worse," replied Hopps, "keep watching."
The zebra picked up one of the dead guard's keys, unlocked the cell block door, and ambushed a pig, stabbing him in the back of the neck without giving him a second to react. He then casually kicked the dead pig's head with a spring in his step as he made his way to another cell.
The zebra unlocked the cell, walked in, and came out with a hyena twenty seconds later.
"That's Joker," said Hopps as she pointed to the hyena, "he was there too. He might even be crazier than Grassman."
A few minutes later, Grassman and Joker made it to the prison armory, where the got a hold of pistols, shotguns, a couple of military style rifles and a sniper rifle, as well as some smoke grenades and flash bangs.
Click!
"You two have seen enough," said Hopps as she exited the video, "they then proceed to gun down more guards and run off into the woods in the direction of town. This case is priority number one. I can't let these animals get away with any of their mayhem and murder."