Another sneak peak of the Two Worlds Remake, this one a follow up to the last one, all thanks to Poynton90 for the help.

The Humvee drove along the roads of the Downtown quadrant of the city, carefully minding and avoiding the other vehicles that were smaller than the CFM armored vehicle Ben was doing his best not to damage the vehicle he had been assigned when he left Camp Victory in Savanna Central. It had been a while since he had driven his own vehicle usually since his team were assigned to an MRAP with its own assigned driver and radio operator and he and his team would ride in the back, tooled to the nines and wearing heavy protective combat gear.

As he approached his final destination on the built-in satellite navigation system, a screen the size of a laptop computer monitor held on a swivel arm for the driver to follow, he was able to see all of the streets in the vicinity including all of the back alley's and passages that connected around the area.

As he approached the crossroads he pulled the vehicle up to the traffic lights and stopped when the lights shone red. After a few seconds a beeping sounded and from each side of the road the large gathering of animals started to cross the road heading towards their own destinations for the day. As he waited for the light to turn green he noticed several of the animals turn their heads and peer towards him and the Humvee; some with looks of concern and others with disdain.

When the lights finally turned green he pulled away and continued on towards the Precinct. A few minutes later he approached the infamous Precinct One of the Z.P.D and he noticed a significant police presence in the local area as well, in the park that stood near the front entrance of the building with a large beautiful fountain accommodated in the park and around several local establishments as well. One in particular was a local bakery and coffee shop where he watched several officers leaving with fresh cups of coffee and either with a bag of muffins or a box of donuts.

Finally, he pulled off the road and followed the route around the building towards the entrance that would lead him into the underground parking garage. As he went down the ramp and into the garage there were several officers mingling around multiple police cruisers and interceptor vehicles including a line of polished police motorcycles. Pulling the Humvee into the spot that he had already been assigned by the Chief of the precinct Ben exited the vehicle as soon as he turned off the engine. He made sure that his identity card was hanging around his neck along with the provisional 'Level 5' access card which was given to him by General Matz so he would have access to everything he would require in the case with the 'Missing Animals' investigation.

As he walked around to the trunk of the Humvee and opened it started making a quick inventory of his equipment he could hear the mumblings of the officers nearby. They were talking in hushed voices, whispers back and forth all asking the same questions and pointing out that there was a human solider in their midst.

'What the hell's a human solider doing here?'

'Dude, you see that scare on his face?'

'Bet he's gonna go on a killing spree soon. Just like the rest of them, nothing but killers'

At that, Ben stopped looking through his gear and turned towards the group of mammals where the offensive phrase had originated and glared at the gathering of wolves, bears and felines. They soon stopped talking once they saw he was looking directly at them and quickly turned away and started heading in towards the main building via the garage entrance or climbed into their assigned vehicles and headed out on early morning patrol.

"Assholes," Ben muttered under his breath as he turned back to his equipment. Sitting in front of him was his combat vest with several pouches loaded up with magazines for both his sidearm and carbine, fragmentation and smoke grenades, an I.R strobe and a small IFAK attached as well to the side beneath where his right arm would be.

The other gear he had stored inside the vehicle was fairly standard equipment; took box for the vehicle along with a set of spare tires, fuel canisters filled with premium diesel fuel, a larger first aid kit with more sophisticated medical equipment for dealing with broken bones and fractures including a neck brace, morphine auto-injectors, bandages and a multiple of anti-serums for counteracting a series of toxins that were known to be common in plants in both the Nocturnal zone and Rainforest district.

Then there were the restraints, for both humans and animals of various sizes, including non-lethal devices such as tasers and stun batons along with muzzles as well. Just looking at the small muzzle among the gear made him feel sick, he had worked and fought alongside many predators over the years and the thought of having to restrain one made his feel ill.

Last but not least was the pull-out draw where a selection of firearms were lying in foam cut-outs in the draw for the operator's choice. There lay a pair of rifles, an M27 Infantry Automatic Rifle and an M39 Enhanced Marksman Rifle, both of which were the standard issue rifles for Alpha Force Operator marksmen, including a selection of other automatic weapons such as the Glock 18 machine pistol which he had taken to carrying in a shoulder holster and have it fitted with large 33-round extended magazines when he needed automatic fire in a confined space where his carbine would be too long to use effectively and had seen a lot of use in H.R territory against the insurgency that followed the aftermath of the Pangean war.

One of the other weapons sitting amongst the large selection was a prototype weapon, the MK.20 MOD.0 'Mine Thrower' as the boys in the R&D labs had called it. Instead of grenades similar to the ones loaded into grenade launchers, this puppy fired smaller 20mm dart-like explosive projectiles which could be set to explode on impact, a delayed charge or they could be fired and could be detonated by remote. He had yet to see this thing undergo real world usage outside of a firing range but he was keen to seen how it worked against live targets.

Looking at his digital watch he noticed he had about ten minutes before he was due to meet with the Chief before role call began. After retrieving his sidearm from inside the weapons draw and making sure it was loaded, he holstered the M45 before closing up the trunk and making sure it was secure before he headed off up through the service tunnel and towards the main floor of the building.

Ben found himself in the main atrium after a few minutes and after looking around towards the main desk he began towards it, all the while receiving curious and suspicious looks from the officers that were just coming off the night shift and while exchanging pleasantries with those about to go on duty.

Behind the counter Ben found the radio dispatcher and secretary sitting behind the counter and for the first time since he had arrived in Zootopia and coming into the precinct numerous times he found the cheetah not to be eating anything for once except for a large cup of sweetened coffee sitting beside the cheetah as he sat working on his computer imputing information he had received from the night shift no doubt.

"Officer Clawhauser, it's nice to meet you again," Ben began in a friendly manner and held out his hand to the cheetah.

The overweight felid looked up from the monitor of the computer he was working on to the sound of the voice and smiled briefly before it faded a little, no doubt due to the jagged scar that ran along the right side of his face from beneath the eye and down towards the jaw near his mouth. Clawhauser had seen the scars of both police officers who had gotten into brawls with predator felons and the humans and animals that had returned from the frontlines of the great war between the C.F.M and the H.R and this was the first time that the cheetah had seen the scar up close and personal.

"Ah…Captain!" he greeted over enthusiastically and shook the soldiers hand with his paw, "It's good to see you again. After that little tussle yesterday afternoon with the Chief after Judy brought in the weasel I thought we wouldn't be seeing either of you again."

Ben couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Yeah well, when you have friend's in city hall like the assistant mayor of Zootopia backing her up the old grouchy bastard doesn't get much of a say in the matter."

"But, you know she only has forty-eight hours to solve the case otherwise she'll lose her job, right?" the cheetah asked worryingly as he saw the human's expression alter of the Chief's deal with Judy.

"Yeah, I know. Just as well that the CFM are coming into the mix after all this time. The moment animals started going missing we should have been told but of course with a mammal like Bogo being chief it's not a surprise nobody knew until I informed my commanders when I returned to base."

As the two conversed Ben heard a loud booming coming from nearby and looked towards the ramp and watched as the Chief of police started walking down from his office towards roll call, where several officers had been hanging around the room started filtering inside to be ready for the buffalo.

"Looks like this is it," Ben said as he stood up away from the desk and gave the bubbly cheetah a friendly wave before he walked over towards the bottom of the ramp that coiled around the main atrium and waited until the large cape buffalo met him at the bottom to where he stopped and snorted as he glanced at the solider, "Captain," he chewed out angrily.

"Chief," Ben replied just as evenly, "You know why I'm here Bogo. Let's not make this any harder than it has to be. Let's get on with our jobs and once this whole mess is over, you and your merry band of officers get to go back to catching bag snatchers and chomping donuts."

Ben knew that his comments would only antagonize the buffalo even more than what his presence was doing, but after what he had said and threatened to do to Judy the day before had taken it a step too far for the Special Forces operator and right now he could care less about being friends with the chief.

The buffalo's nose flared angrily and went to raise a hoof but seeing how the human's hand was gripping hold of the pistol on his thigh he had to stop himself from doing anything stupid. The fact that a soldier was threatening the chief of police in his own station was proof enough that the CFM were nothing but mad barbarians that needed to be exiled from the city of Zootopia, hell, the whole continent of Animalia

"If you are quite finished, may I suggest we get on with our duties. The sooner the better," Bogo chewed out with a forced grin and made his way around the soldier and into the room where his officers were waiting for their daily assignments.

He failed to notice the shit-eating grin Ben wore, knowing he was already getting under the buffalo's thick hide.

"Atten-HUT!" Officer Higgins barked, the hippo officer himself stood to attention as Chief Bogo trudged into the room and stood at the podium at the front of the room as his officers remained silent for once, which today didn't surprise him given the presence of a C.F.M soldier, who was also an officer, and one that was already known to the officer of the precinct for giving the buffalo a hard time these last few days.

As the buffalo looked to the seated officers, all of whom were quiet, his gaze fell of the rabbit at the front of the room and even though she was partly responsible in his eyes for the human being here, he knew that he would be get a chewing out later by Mayor Lionheart if happened to her just days after she started working in Precinct One.

As his eyes went back to the other officers; Wolfard, Trunkaby, McHorn and Delgato whose own eyes were all focused on the human but he figured they were more focused on the scar that adorned his face and also the tattoo's the were on his arms. The designs were different on each arm; his left adorning a rifle with a helmet sitting on the stock and a flag wrapped around it which read "I Am My Brother's Keeper" while the barrel was stunk in the ground. His right arm was painted in something entirely different. A white human skull sitting in a dark background. Simple and yet very disturbing at the same time.

He listened to the few concerned whispers coming from around the back of the room but they quickly stopped when they saw their chief staring at them.

"Right then! We've three items on the list today," he began as the officers turned their attention back to their chief, "But first, I want you to all to meet Captain Richardson, he's here today after being tasked by Mayor Lionheart along with his own commanding officers with joining us to solve the 'Missing animal' case that we have been dealing with the last few weeks."

"As of right now, any and all officers working on the case will hand over any and all information they have to the Captain. However, since you are going to be working from this building you are to be given a ZPD handler," he paused and glanced towards Hopps and smiled, "And I believe that we have already said about that Officer Hopps over here will be that handler."

Nearly all the heads in the room turned to look at the bunny officer, who had only been on the force for a few days now working in parking enforcement, with looks of surprise on their muzzles before some turned back to the chief to see that he wasn't trying to pull a fast one on them and that this was all a big joke instead.

"So, I shan't keep you waiting as we get on with our own duties," Bogo said and this was the signal for Judy to slip out of her chair, proceed towards the front of the room where Ben stood and she reached up with her paw and shook his hand and smiled at the same time, ignoring the glare they both received from the buffalo, "It's good to be working with you Ben," she smiled happily.

"Same here Judy," Ben smiled down at her.

"Wait, you guys know each other?" a voice came from the back of the room.

"As it happens, yes. Officer Hopps and I have known each other since our childhood and we grew up together," Ben said answering the voice of the animal sitting amongst the crowd of officers.

"How is it that you have been assigned the case over us?" another voice came from amongst the group, this one belonging to a lion that Ben didn't know the name of, but he could tell that this lion was less than pleased about the case being taken off their paws and into the hands of a human.

Ben's eyes flickered over to the chief, who glanced back at him but showed no emotions, before he smirked and turned back to the others, "With fourteen missing animals it isn't going to take long before the news agencies and the public catch wind of what's going on. With the ZPD's limited resources as well as other cases to take into consideration your government and mine have come up with a…," he paused as he looked down to Judy for a moment before looking back to the lion, "Let's call it an attempt of sorting out this mess quickly and silently before there's public unrest in the streets."

Looking at his wristwatch, Ben figured that it was time that they got moving. With less than forty-six hours remaining on the clock they had no time to waste, "Chief, can I ask where we please get the information regarding the missing animals case?" he asked in a professional tone of voice.

"You can collect the 'files' from the front desk with Officer Clawhauser," the buffalo remarked and with that turned his attention away from them and back towards his officers.

"Let's head out then Judy. We've got work to do."

"You lead the way Captain!"