WAR JOURNAL
ENTRY 3
POLICE OUTSIDE. I'LL HAVE TO EQUIP ALL MY GUNS WITH SILENCERS. USE THE SHOTGUN ONLY IF I HAVE TO. I DON'T WANT ANOTHER INCIDENT LIKE THE OTHER NIGHT.
Nick and Judy sat in a van listening intently to the sounds inside. They were at the warehouse talked about at the last role call. The man they're after has made no known activity. "Carrots, I don't think he's gonna show up" Nick comments.
"well, at least we know this is definitely the mammal trafficking base" Judy replies.
She was referring to the sounds and voices being heard that night. The noises were horrible. Screams of children in agony and the laughs of they're tormenters. The one in charge has been confirmed as Finn Cooley and seemed to be in a hurry for something. "Get you're asses in gear. We have a buyer coming all the Hell's Kitchen, and we must be ready. After all, the Saints are one of the largest crime families in Zootopia!"
"all the children are in the cage, Mr. Cooley" a guinea pig said.
"good, now go get the lock from the other room"
The guinea pig ran int a dark room. The lock was on a table in the corner at the other side. He grabbed the lock. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the gleam of a knife, but it was to late to react. After a few minutes, Finn became very impatient. "good God, did your pet fish die in there or something?!"
There was no response. "Answer me!"
Still no response. "what is taking you so long?!" he said as he entered the room the lock is in.
The walls were soaked in blood. The guinea pig was laying on the floor with a knife jabbed on his throat. Although his neck had stopped bleeding, it was clear that it was. Everything from the stomach up and the eyes down was stained red. Just before he screamed he was hushed by a silenced gunshot. There was a fox holding the cage closed who got a knife to the the throat. One of the thugs got scared and sprayed bullets randomly, killing the last of his colleagues. Nick and Judy kicked down the door and pointed their weapons at the two remaining figures. The thug and their target, the mysterious killer. The thug tried to shoot them, but the killer grabbed his arms, kicked him in the knee, flipped behind him and shattered his spine. The thug fell lifelessly to the floor, despite being alive. "you've crippled that mammal!" Judy shouted, enraged.
"You're coming with us, creep!" Nick said in an unusually serious tone.
"Dropping the joking demeanor, are we, Nicholas Piberius Wilde?" the killer said tauntingly, stepping closer to the pair.
Nick froze, the killer's words had cut deep like knives in his psyche. Judy cocked her weapon. "don't move!" she ordered
he stepped forward. "Don't move!" she repeated.
He stepped forward. "If you're going to be afraid, you should hide it better" the killer said as he stepped closer.
Judy was truly afraid. There was just something about him that was unsettling. She noticed a white abstract skull on his chest. It had an oval for the main part, which had with two narrowed eyes and slit-like nostrils, with four long teeth protruding from the bottom, the two in the middle being double the length of the other two. He had gotten close enough to punch them both in the chest and slam there heads together, knocking them out. He turned to the children. "Now to finish the job"