At a small bar in the middle of a forest, the door opens. "What'cha want?" The biker elk asked of the two mammals before him.
"We want to see the boss… the Hunt Master." A fox wearing a trench coat said.
"Yeah...? well this is a biker bar. For bikers! Not some-" then the bunny kicker the elk in his shin.
"Listen, the Hunt Master asked us to come here. So sorry if we don't meet the dress code, but we have better things to do then argue with a bouncer." The rabbit said as she and her companion entered the bar.
Eventually, the two of them made it to a back room. "Were you followed?" A threatening sounding voice asked as the two figured removed there coats.
"Nope, as far cops are concerned. We aren't here." Nick said. He was wearing a typical leather spiked biker jacket and matching shirt and pants, as well as purple contact lenses.
While Judy on the other hand. Had a large amount of facial piercings and tattoos on her face and ears, which in turn almost completely obscured her face. As well as green contact lenses and pink dye for her ears, and wore torn up daisy-duke shorts and a plaid crop-top.
"Good, you two might actually be Wild Hunt material after all. I must admit a fox and a bunny in the Hunt? I had my misgivings when I heard that you two wanted to join my gang. But you, Vulp and Laga… you've done more in a week then most wolves or elks who seek me out do in months. Consider yourselves members." The Hunt Master said, extending a hoof for Nick and Judy to shake.
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"I am so hoping that we can be done with this soon. These piercings are killing me!" Judy complained as she and Nick were at a gas station.
"We just gotta' get some incriminating evidence on the Hunt Master. Something the Feds can work with… not certain why tax evasion is a worse crime then extortion, racketeering, smuggling, drug running-"
"There not worse crimes… I don't know how the governments priority's work. But that's the reason why we're undercover… and do you mind reminding me why I look like I stumbled out of a weird punk-county music festival?" Judy asked as she used her smart phone as a makeshift hand mirror.
"Well you're effectively a celebrity. So there's a good chance that someone would recognize you, and despite being the first fox officer there's a good chance that fewer people would recognize me. Ergo, you have to wear the facial piercings and tattoos and deliberately look like a rebellious farmer's daughter… which you technically are anyway. And I just look like I wandered out of a fifties teen biker movie." Nick said.
"Well, I have to shoot off a text to Bogo. Let him know that we're now in the Wild Hunt, and get our new marching orders." Judy said as she texted.
"And let him know that I'm keeping the hog the department payed for! It's frankly the least that buffalo owes me." Nick said bitterly.
"Well you started that prank war." Judy said.
"I know! But I didn't send two officers flying out of a helicopter without warning! And the worst I ever did was lock him out of his office and play the Floatzen soundtrack over the Precinct speakers. HIM on the other paw, trashed my convertible. Do you have any idea how much I had to save up for that car in the first place?" Nick ranted.
"That depends, how does a con-artist get a car anyway?" Judy asked.
"Well my working job title was 'independent ice-cream distributer'… point is that car was pricey! And my insurance didn't cover 'acts of Police Chief.' At the end of the day. I got five-hundred dollars selling the really trashed parts, and 7,000 selling the rest to someone restoring another car just like it." Nick ranted.
"And just got a response from Bogo, we… have to get higher into the Wild Hunt's leadership." Judy said anxiously.
"Tell him that it'll be better to just lure the Hunt Master into a trap. Also, that you're getting anxious at having to do more of this biker gang garbage." Nick said.
"But I can handle-"
"Your mouth says 'yes'. But your nose is saying otherwise." Nick said, noting Judy's twitching nose. "Carrots… you really need to learn, that even you can bite off more than you can chew."
"But I can-"
"Judy, all you ever had to prove was that a bunny could be a cop. And you've done that with flying colors. I've seen that you've been uncomfortable since we got this undercover assignment. Not just the piercings that make you look like some kind of art-deco mosaic. But the fact that we're working WITH criminals rather than just booking them, throwing them behind bars and make them the legal systems problem. So please, put away the tough-bunny act. And just tell Bogo that setting up a trap for the Wild Hunt is a better idea." Nick said sympathetically. "That… and I don't know about you. But this getup is TIGHT. Seriously, I can barely feel legs in these tight pants!"
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Several days later, Nick and Judy were riding on a motorcycle with a sidecar amidst the Wild Hunt as there cycles thundered down the road. "All right boys! We got an unattended truck a couple of miles down the road. It should be filled to the brim with food, and it's for the Hunt's taking!" The Hunt Master said as he blew on a horn and the entire motorcycle convoy cheered and reved.
"Think it'll work?" Nick whispered to judy.
"It will." Judy answered back. About twenty minutes later, they had arrived at their destination. "Good, the truck is in position." Judy said to Nick as the two of them went off into some nearby bushes with their motorcycle.
"Good to see you both in person… even you Wilde." Bogo said as he, and a number of other officers lied in wait, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
"Bogo." Nick said curtly.
"So what are we waiting for exactly?" Judy asked.
"We got… a man on the inside." Bogo said.
"Yeah, we've been living in a filthy motel going undercover with-"
"I mean, there is a man literally inside of the truck." Bogo said, interrupting Nick.
"Come on! It's just a food truck, it can't be that hard to get her open!" The Hunt Master said as a number of wolves and elks took crowbars to the back door. "I mean Vulpa and Laga said that this was just a standard food truck. What could be inside that doors that tough would even be needed?" The Hunt Master said as his men broke open the doors. And inside… was nothing. "What? That how could this be?" The Hunt Master said in disbelief. Then without warning, Mayor Edward Swift-Hoof leaped out from the shadows and put the massive elk in a headlock.
"Jakt Cervus. It's been quite a while hasn't it?" Mayor Swift-Hoof said in familiarity to the leather glad elk. Holding a gun to his back, as a number of Wild Hunters drew weapons. "You may wish to rethink what you're doing boys. Not only is Jakt a hostage here… but your surrounded." Mayor Swift-Hoof said as the ZPD sprung there trap. First destroying the Wild Hunt motorcycles, then taking aim at the Wild Hunt bikers themselves. "Now either you surrender. Or this road is going to be a river of blood, very soon. It's your choice, ladies and gentlemammals." Mayor Swift-Hoof said.
"No way, that horse is a light weight!" A she-wolf said.
"But he knows the Hunt Masters name! AND he was alone in a truck trailer! Nobody with cajones like that should be messed with!" An elk said as he threw down his gun.
"But… how?" The Hunt Master said in disbelief as Nick and Judy emerged from the bushes, having changed out of there disguises, and into their police uniforms. "You… I should have known that you were-"
"Nick and Judy, ace police officers, investigators extra-ordinary, and the first and so far ONLY fox and bunny police officers." Nick interrupted.
"Wait… you were THOSE two this whole time?!" The Hunt Master said.
"Come on Jakt… don't be like that. You and your gang were caught red-hooved. And finally… after years and years of having you slip past me since my early days as the District Attorney. I get to throw the book at you. Put you behind bars. Bogo, get these low-lives into the paddy wagons!" Mayor Swift-Hoof said.
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"Well… mores the pity." Draco Long-Fang said as he watched ZNN, which was showing the Wild Hunts arrest in his office.
"Yeah… as much as I hate her and that fox. Those pierces do NOT look comfy. Like, even worse than facial piercings usually are." Dawn said.
"Well yes, those piercings do make her look like some bad attempt at creating a tribal art fresco. But I'm more concerned about this fiasco with the Wild Hunt. Not only has Mr. Cervus fallen for an obvious ruse. But he, and most of the Wild Hunt have been arrested. The Mayor himself present for the whole thing." Draco said.
"So what do we do now?" Dawn asked.
"Well, they've smuggled more than enough equipment for Mulerson to get his cloning operations underway. But still… they could be of use. Bellwether, I want you to supervise the Wild Hunt until I can get Mr. Cervus out of prison. Make certain that they stay as a subsidiary of Dragon Enterprises." Draco said.
"Okay… is it all right if I get Delphine to do the actual grunt work? I mean, she could get the entire gang to follow her by accident and… bottom-line it might be a bad idea that I do any direct supervision because-"
"You're a small sheep, and couldn't command the respect or fear of the gang members by yourself? A fair point, someone as cute as you would be eaten alive… probably literally. Even the prey in the gang would try to join in." Draco said, and then Delphine burst into the office.
"Mousier Long-Fang! I have just heard that Mousier Cervus-"
"And most of the Wild Hunt has been arrested. Likely leading the rest leaderless, I do watch the news you know… mostly for the more entertaining commercials. But I do regardless. So now you and Bellwether are to lead what remains of the Wild Hunt. Specifically, she'll be in charge, while you do the actual work on the ground." Draco said.
"What?! You expect me to-"
"Delphine, you remember what happened the last time you defied me, don't you?" Draco said ominously.
"…oui mousier Long-Fang. I will answer to Bellwether in this matter… I won't like it, but I will do as you command. But ONLY in whatever direction the Wild Hunt should follow. I'm not getting the lamb lemonade just for the asking!" Delphine said.
"Actually I have a rare allergy to lemon juice, causes my lips to swell up like a balloon." Dawn admitted. "…and I just realized I shouldn't have said that outload."
"Also, do not give Bellwether lemon juice of any kind Delphine. And back to the subject of actual business. What do you have to report on Mulersons experiments?" Draco said.
"The cloning is going well, the subjects are... well there not behaving as we were hoping." Delphine said.
"The clones of Anna Blackpaw or of the unknown hybrid that you and Wulfski encountered, and foiled Bogo's assassination?" Draco asked.
"Both actually, for whatever reason there not responding to Mulersons preprogramed sleeper stimuli. They just… behave like feral animals." Delphine said.
"And that's a problem because...?" Dawn asked.
"Because for my ambitions. The clones need to be killing machines! Dawn, your orders remain unchanged. But before you do anything, I need the names of your ram accomplices." Draco said.
"What? Well Doug Ramsey, Woolter White and Jesse Fleecemen. But they hate predators!" Dawn said.
"…well this is getting complicated quick. First I need you to… donate some samples to Mulerson." Draco said.
"…will I get paid-"
"Yes, you will get paid extra. Now get down to Mulersons lab, and tell him that I told you to give him a DNA sample." Draco said as Dawn left the office in a hurry.
"So you wish to clone mademoiselle Bellwether. Use that clone to gain the trust of her former compatriots. Then hire them on to create a Night Howler serum to make the clones into proper foot soldiers?" Delphine said.
"Yes… though I'm more surprised about the clones of Annabeth. They should be ravenous for blood. Not behaving like feral rabbits…" Draco said in disbelief.
"Maybe Anna's vampirism didn't carry over?" Delphine said.
"That… actually makes sense, Vampirism has nothing to do with genes." Draco said.
"Speaking of Anna… with your permission I'd-"
"No, you really need to get over her. So no… just no, and never even think about asking me about it again. Now just get ready… the next few weeks are going to be busy ones." Draco said, looking irritated at the whole situation.
"But if I might ask… when shall we begin our revenge no the Blackpaw family?" Delphine asked.
"In good time… but the time of retribution is nigh. But let's actually work for that, shall we…? And for the record, what that little rabbit did to my family is much worse then what she did to you. At least for me I wasn't a Vampire when it happened… didn't want to be a Vampire in the first place." Draco said.
"This is getting boring. I'm going to leave now. Au revoir." Delphine said as she left the office.