Hello readers. I am really sorry for the lack of chapters but I'm just a bit stuck on what to wright for the next chapter. Also happy Easter even though its a bit late now. Anyway I wanted to share my first story idea which I had about Zootopia but decided not to do it. This was because I thought the story wouldn't work. You be the judge. In all I wrote 12,650 words for the story and this is only the start of the story. I just wanted to give you all something instead of no chapter at all so here you go. Criticise it as much as you want and if you want to see a more of the story then leave a review or something. Bye.

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FORREST.

Hi. My names Forrest. I'm a sixteen year old boy living on the streets of the numerous villages,towns and cities that I come across on my travels. I have short ish light brown hair which tends to curl when in contact with water as well as a pair of aqua green eyes. Because I'm allways moving from place to place I dont really make many acquaintances, but most of the ones I do meet I personally class as enemies. Now I'm not a bad person or anything, but I'm a thief. I steal from the wallets of the rich and the greedy and I have become accustomed in identifying the two types. I only take what I need and if I do take more than I need then I give what's left to the people who are in the same kind of boat that I myself am in. My home is the great expanse of the outdoors and the every crook and crevice of a city that I may pass, whilst my bed is the treetops and the rooftops. I admit that my life style is rather a sad one and that I just get by on what I steal but all that changed on an average Saturday morning. And that Saturday morning was

I awoke to the soft morning breeze and the singing of birds as I began to open my eyes to the golden rays that were reaching through the many leaves that hung above my brown haired head.

"Ugh." I groaned as the light intensified which irritated my blurry morning vision as I sat up from the tree branch that I had made my bed for the previous night. And believe me when I say that night was freezing. I let out a long tired yawn as I began to get the blood flowing back into my arms that had been hanging lazily off the branch. After stretching my arms to help the blood flow I began to check my right hand which I had bandaged due to an overprotective wallet keeper and his knife. Fun fact it wasn't even the guys wallet and for once in my life I was trying to do something good instead of just stealing. Well I was planning to take the wallet and then hand it in to the nearest police station...probably. Once I had checked my hand and gotten my arms and legs working I slowly lowered myself down to the ground from the branch that I had woken up from. Once I reached the grassy bottom I gave out another yawn before stretching my arms and legs out which gave out satisfying cracks and pops.

"Well. That didn't sound good." I said to myself before dusting of some bark and dirt that had stuck to my navy blue jeans and white top.

"Well tree. You may have given me a soar back and a pair of dead arms but its better than nothing. Thanks. " I said as I took a quick look back at the tree before grabbing my back pack and heading off to the nearest village in search of breakfast.

After about five minutes of walking from the tree I stumbled across a back lane. Said lanes road was old and almost all of the roads concrete had crumbled or chipped leaving huge pot holes. As I walked down said lane I could make out the shape of an old looking wooden bridge. The bridge stretched over a rather large flowing river which to me was a nice change of scenery. Heck for most of my life I had been just sleeping in city bust stops before borrowing some money from the numerous pedestrians that littered each city's streets. I only came across places like this when I was traveling away from a city and heading into the countryside for a change of scenery. Each place like the old bridge and the river before me gave me a small brief time of tranquillity and peace away from the business of the cities . It was calming just to hear the gentle flow of the river as it passed under the bridge. I closed my eyes as I let the sound of the river calm my mind but as I was doing this a figure with a black overcoat and hood came up from behind me out of nowhere with malicious intent evident in his stance and body posture. Said figures face was hidden by the dark hood that draped over the figures features. Before I even realised that someone was behind me I felt a great force push me directly in the back as the force of said push sent me over the bridges wooden supports and into the river below. As soon as my head went under the I quickly tried to get back up above the water as I could feel my lungs struggling for air. After a minute of struggling I finally managed to get my head above the waters surface before my aqua green eyes came across the figure that I guessed must have pushed me over the railings. Weirdly by now the flow of the river has greatly increased in speed and strength as the only thing that was stopping me from being carried away was a loan branch that was lodged in and sticking out of the bridge.

"What the fuck is wrong with you"? I yelled to the figure before I heard said figure begin to laugh in a dark malicious tone of voice. I could feel my grip on the branch loosening as the river continued to pick up more and more speed. I cried out once more in anger at the figure before I began to cry for help from anyone else but there was only me, him and the strong current of the river. I took one more look up at the figure before my aching arms gave way to the raging current of the river. But not before I see the figures eyes. They were a dark yellow with a black iris in the middle. The figures eyes seemed wild and evil. They reminded me of a wolves eyes just before they strike there prey and end there lives in one swift motion.

I closed my eyes as my body was sucked under the bridge before the current of the river began to batter my body against the stones on the river bed as I was continuously dragged down under the water by the current. A sharp and strong strike to my head by one of the rocks below the waters surface rendered me unconscious. As my eyes began to close the only thing that I could think of was how much I wanted to beat up that yellow eyed bastard.

( Zootopia ~ The friendly Fox cafe )

Nick wilde was once again at his favourite cafe slowly sipping on a latte as said foxes orange tail slowly swayed from side to side. He was dressed in his navy blue police uniform waiting for nothing and no one in particular. Nick was meant to be on patrol but after a while of nothing unusual happening he decided to grab a coffee. He sat on a chair outside the cafe with his signature smile plastered on his furry face. He sat there whatching the everyday commotion of the busy streets of Zootopia as his green eyes took in everything whilst his ears occasionally twitched from side to side.

"Yeah". Nick said to himself in a calm and relaxed tone of voice.

"This is the way to relax on the job. No Judy kicking or recording me, no crime and no trouble for little old me". Nick let out a sigh of content as he began to slouch more and more into his chair. Just as Nick had slouched into the chair and was about to take another sip of his coffee his radio burst into life causing Nick to spill the hot contents of said drink onto his uniformed sleeve.

"Ouch...what the...stupid radio". Nick yelled in both pain and anger before clicking a button on the side of said radio.

"Officer Nick Wilde here. What's the problem?" Nick said but almost yelled back at the radio after he heard the smug voice that responded.

"Clever, clever fox. Spilling your drink like that. I thought you knew better than to relax on the job Nick."

It was Nick's partner Judy Hopps. 'Damn'. Nick thought as he chuckled slightly. 'She must be able too see me from the station. I knew I should have chosen somewhere else to relax.' Nick thought before he responded to Judy.

"Oh carrots." Nick replied in a smug and sly tone of voice. "I guess ill have to cancel getting you that carrot shake on the way back from my patrol." He smiled to himself thinking that he had gotten Judy back but that hope soon came crashing down like a meteor in his mind.

"Yeah right Nick. Your not fooling anyone especially not me. I can see right through you sometimes. Now get back too patrolling the streets you sly fox before I come down there and drag you around myself." Judy replied in a friendly and joking tone of voice whilst Nick continued to smile.

"Oh carrots". Nick said in mock hurt. "You wound me." Nick heard Judy laugh before she spoke up again in more of a joking mood.

"Just get back to work Nick or ill take away that blue berry pie that you've been saving in your apartments fridge." Nicks face changed to a brief one of panic as he replied to Judy.

"Alright carrots". Nick said getting up from his chair. "Just don't touch that pie". They both laughed before Nick put his radio in his right breast pocket before he continued on patrolling the streets of Zootopia.

"Maybe something interesting will happen today." Nick said to himself as he made his way outside the cafes front door before he chucked his empty coffee cup in a bin which was just outside the café as he began to quicken his pace along the city street.

(Unknown ~ unknown)

I couldn't breathe. That's all I knew as I opened my eyes from losing consciousness from that bloody rock. I immediately turned my head to the side as a large quantity of water escaped from my mouth, the taste of both vommit and dirty water made me cringe as I expelled the contents of water that had entered me. As soon as I had done this I gasped for air taking in massive gulps of it as if i wouldnt be able to breathe ever again. I began to cough as my body began to get used to oxygen and breathing once again.

"Oh my god". I sighed as I began to sit up and look at my surroundings. I noticed that I was lying on the side of a river with grass and trees surrounding said river. The river was much smaller and it almost reminded me of a river you would see in a public park. 'But I swear there wasn't a park near where I was." I thought as I began to take in more of the scenery that surrounded me. The now smaller river seemed to be in the middle of a park with numerous trees and hedges doting around it. As I turned to look around more I noticed that there was no one around the park in my vicinity or by the looks of it on the actual park.

"Well". I murmured. "That's odd. Seeing that its such a fine day and all, I expected a place like this to be packed."

I soon began to realise the predicament that I was in which only seemed to frustrate me and question who in there right mind set would do this to me, I mean I had never been caught stealing so no one knew my face or that I even existed.

"Ill kill that yellow eyed bastard if I ever see him again." I snarled angrily. "Oh. Ill kill him alright. Maybe he would like to be thrown into a river."

I soon as I snapped out of my train of though as I began to realise that I had been snarling. I know people can snarl sometimes but my snarl almost sounded animalistic It was the type of snarl a cornered animal would do as a warning to back off. As this thought was going through my head I reached up my hand and began to scratch my ear in thought.

"That's weird." I said to myself in slight worry. "I swear my ears were situated at the side of my head and not at t...th...the...the."

I immediately brought my hands down from my head and brought them to my face and what greeted me made me yelp. Instead of my usual human hands and arms there were now a pair of black paws with pads and small black claws at the end of said paws. "W...what..t..th...the hell."

I said as I followed the paws only to see the rest of my arm which was covered in dark orange fur. As soon as I soar my arms I was already rushing over to the river to see what the hell had happened to me. After reaching the river I immediately looked into the rivers water only I didn't see my usual reflection. Instead all I could see was the reflection of a anthropomorphic red Fox with a pair of navy blue jeans on and a white t shirt. The Fox's eyes were a familiar aqua green and the expression on the Fox's face was one of shock. I brought a paw up and touched my face as the reflection did the exact same. Now any other normal person would freak out and immediately look for answers as to why they changed into a different species and believe me I would have done the same. But my mind had other plans and decided to stop working due to the scenario and complicated situation that I was now In . And because of this I blacked out.

(Zootopia ~ Pelican park)

Nick wilde was almost done with his patrol around his sector of Zootopia and the only place left to patrol was pelican park. Said fox soon reached the entrance to the park and opened the gate taking in the rich green scenery which was a nice change to the busy and bustling city. Nick took a big and deep intake of fresh air as said Fox started to walk down the parks main path, his tail swaying side to side as he walked along. "This would be a nice place to slack of on next time I'm on patrol." Nick said to himself as he strolled through the park. Soon enough Nick could begin to hear the parks river, his ears turned to the sound of the calm flowing water as a sense of calm washed over him. As Nick turned another corner following the parks path he came into view of the river in question.

As Nick got closer and closer to the river he thought he could see something lying on the side of the river. It looked like a body. Nick's assumptions were soon confirmed as he got within clear eyesight of the body. It was a teenage red Fox. Nick immediately rushed over to the body to see what was wrong with the Fox. After reaching the body Nick could see the fox in much more detail. The teenage Fox was covered from head to paw in auburn red fur which was almost the same as Nicks fur only a bit darker. The teen's ears and tail were black tipped just like his own ears and tail. The teen's chest and lower muzzle where covered in a light creme colour which again was very similar to nicks fur. When Nick lifted the Fox's right eye lid he could see that the fox had aqua green eyes whilst Nick noticed that the foxes right paw was bandaged up. Nick put his head onto the Fox's chest to see if there was a heartbeat to which thankfully there was. Nick let out a long held in sigh as he sat back onto the grass of the park holding his head in his paws as he began to think. The only idea that Nick could think of which could have lead to the passed out fox was that said fox must have fainted.

"You gave me quite the scare there kid." Nick said to himself as he glanced over at the young Fox with his grass green eyes.

"Not a talker are ya." Nick as he laughed to himself but he didn't realise that the unconscious Fox was starting to wake up.

(Unknown ~ Unknown)

"W..wh...what happened." I said as I began to open my eyes once again.

"Man I had the weirdest dream ever. Some shifty guy had pushed me into a river and I hadn't even stolen anything from him...I think?" I said talking to no one in particular. As my eyes became more adjusted to the light again I began to sit up. To my dismay the scenery was the exact same as the one in my supposed dream. To confirm my suspicions I looked at my hands to find that I still had paws. A pressure in my back made me turn my head around to see a dark orange Fox tail with a black tip at the end moving every now and then.

"Why couldn't it have been a dream." I yelled to the sky before letting out a downtrodden sigh. "Who am I kidding. No one would care if I died...especially my parents...how is beating me up a motherly or fatherly thing to do." I sighed again in sadness.

"I shouldn't mope about the past." After saying this I heard a small cough to the right of me which caught my immediate attention. My head snapped to the side too see what had made the sound and I soon come face to face with a anthropomorphic Fox just like myself. My jaw started to drop in a comical fashion as the fox stared back with a look of relief plastered on his auburn furred face. The fox was dressed in an American styled police uniform with the letters ZPD placed on the badge of his sleeves with a motto underneath the badge saying 'We protect and serve'.

"Are you o.k. kid." The fox said in a calm manner. "Did you faint?" I just stared at the Fox as my eyes blinked several times before I had the sense to speak up.

"Yeah. I guess I did." The fox just smiled at me before he got a rather serious expression on his face.

"Your not hurt are you kid?" The fox said with genuine concern in his voice.

"Um. No I don't think so." I said as the fox began to look me over with his leaf green eyes. The foxes eyes then travelled to my right paw whilst the look on his face changed once again to concern.

"What's that then?" He said pointing to my right bandaged paw. I looked down at said paw only to see that it was still bandaged up from before I was pushed into the river.

"It's nothing." I said as I pulled the bandage up a bit wincing slightly as I did so. The foxes face didn't lose its concerning look as he began to stand up off of the ground, stretching a bit as he did so.

"I know when someone's lying kid." The fox said in a casual tone of voice. "And by the look on your face. I think that you should get that checked out."

I wanted to say no and refuse the help, but the look the fox was giving me destroyed my mental defence. No one had ever told me to look after myself or get an injury healed.

"Alright. Fine. Ill go get it checked out." I said as my ears flattened on my head whilst my tail tucked in between my legs. The fox offered me a paw up to which I grasped as he helped lift me up off the ground.

"Thanks." I said as he gave me another smile.

"No problem. Anyway." He said.

"I heard you talking to yourself." I froze up slightly in fear at what the fox had just said. 'Oh no he heard me. What can I say. I can lie...or maybe not...damn it.' I thought as I looked up at him awaiting his response.

"You know what kid. You kind of remind me of myself when I was younger." His look went dark suddenly before he spoke once again.

"So your family left you did they." Nick said with venom in his voice before he continued on.

"And then you were pushed into a river but some guy." I looked back to the fox only to see him...growling. 'What does this matter to him'. I thought to myself as we both started to walk of down the parks main path away from the river and towards the parks exist.

"So your a cop." I asked the fox trying to change the subject as the current one seemed to be getting the Fox angry. This seemed to snap the fox out of his thoughts as he turned and nodded his head at me.

"The patch on your arm. ZPD. What does it stand for?" I said curiously only for the fox to look at me with a bewildered expression on his face as I just stared at him with my aqua green eyes.

"Kid. Where do you come from?" He asked with the confused expression still on his face as he awaited my answer. 'Oh no.' I thought as I tried to think of what to say. I hadn't had a good life since day one and left the place where I came from years ago due to the constant abuse I got from my parents. After that I just lived on the road and walked. Walking was all I could do to get from place to place. I stole food to survive as well as money. It was hard. But it was my life.

"I don't really come from anywhere." I stuttered out of both fear and sadness trying to forget the memories. The fox looked at me with sadness in his eyes before he placed a paw on my back for reassurance. "It's ok. I'm sure you'll remember sooner or later." The fox said reassuringly. "Now. Let's go get your hand treated and once that's been done you can try to tell me more about yourself over a drink." I nodded my head slowly in conformation.

"Thanks...Um." The fox just chuckled lightly before speaking.

"Please call me Nick." I nodded again a bit quicker this time.

"Thanks Nick. My names Forrest." And with that we headed of out of the park.

(Zootopia ~ Just outside from pelican park)

'Well.' Nick Wilde thought. 'I certainly got what I asked for. This should be interesting to say the least.' As Nick continued to walk along the road leading to the centre of Zootopia he couldn't help but glance at the young red Fox who was walking beside him. The teenage red fox or Forrest as Nick had found out was walking beside him with his head hung low and his paws in his jeans pockets. Forrest's tail was only slowly swishing and his ears kept folding against his head. Nick couldn't help but feel sorry for him as he too had gone through allot in his childhood and teen years especially when his dad left. But at least Nick had his mum but Forrest it seemed didn't have anyone or anywhere to call his own. Nick could see a lot of himself in Forrest and that brought a strange feeling to Nick. An almost fatherly kind of feeling. The thought made Nick stumble slightly at the sudden thought. 'I shouldn't be feeling this.' Nick mused in his mind. 'Should I? I feel almost responsible for him.' Nick thought about it briefly again before coming to a conclusion. 'Ill see what the doctor says about his paw first and then ask Forrest what he thinks of my idea.' Nick smiled as he glanced at the teenage fox as the pair continued on.