Nick stood there pensively, pulling Judy closer to his chest.
"Well, Mr. Wilde?" Jack questioned. "The clock is ticking." Chuckling darkly, the head of the ZPD took another sip of tea.
"I'll never let you take him!" Judy yelled, pulling away. "You!... You!..." She trembled with rage.
"Malicious bastard?" Jack offered, an eyebrow raised.
"That!" Judy snapped.
"I'll have to agree with Fluff here." Nick grinned. "Besides, if she says I'm not going, there's no way she'll let you take me away."
"Well then." Jack grimaced. "Hard way it is." But before he could go any further, a gun was pressed against his head.
"You even snap your finger, I'll splatter your brains all over the carpet, and ask Sylvia's forgiveness later." Finnick growled, but he stopped, jaw slack as 30 ZPD agents clad in SWAT armor filed in, MG's aimed at Finnick.
"Now if you pull that trigger, or even try to." Jack smirked "YOU'LL be splattered all over the carpet. And I won't ask Ms. Wilde's forgiveness."
It was a standoff. Judy had drawn her own gun, but didn't know who to point it at. She hovered between Jack and the ZPD agents, and sometimes Finnick.
"I... I will go get more tea." Sylvia stood shakily, but the ZPD agents blocked the door.
"Jerry, Colin. Escort Ms. Wilde to the kitchen." Jack was surprisingly calm about the whole situation.
Jerry and Colin, a bear and a bull, respectively, escorted Sylvia away.
"Foxes." Savage spat. "Can never go down without a fight. I had to shoot your friends at the bar, Wilde. Scourge, and the young bartender. He wasn't even out of high school yet."
"Then why did you shoot them?" Nick demanded.
Previously
Joseph had called the police. He had to report what had happened. Most of his customers had scampered, having a bad reputation with the police. Scourge and a few others stayed, along with the band. Those who had stayed were Nicks friends. Some new, some old, but his friends. As the young bartender cleaned up his beloved fathers bar, who's ancestry could be traced to the very origin of Zootopia, a lone figure strode confidently. He was gray, with weird stripes on his face, he wore a suit. And a sparkling ZPD badge adorned his chest. He ignored everyone else and plopped himself down on a stool. Joseph bustled over.
"Hello, sir. You're here about the men I... shot?" He gulped.
"No." Jack said.
"Then what can I get you..." Joseph squinted as he read the badge. "Mr. Savage?"
"Nick Wilde and Judy Hoops." The head of the ZPD answered.
The bar had already been quiet, but now the silence was thick and deadly.
"They're not here, sir." Joseph said. "They left after I killed those foxes threatening them."
"Where did they go?" Jack demanded.
Scourge stood. "Nick and his bunny pal are cops!" He yelled. "Why are you after them?!"
Jack turned. "Because SOMEBEAST put a LOT of Night Howler into Nicks system. He's a threat to Judith and everybeast around him."
Scourge laughed aloud. "Nah! If he was full of Night Howler he would have already ripped that girls throat out." The big burly fox laughed with his companions, not caring about the cold glare Jack gave him.
"Ya know, I bet the REAL reason you're after them I'd because you don't like how chummy they are. I mean, if the fox and the bunny wanna fuck, let them do it!" Scourge feel to the chair, drunk and laughing madly. "Sure its weird, but their kids will either be funnies or boxes!"
Scourge's friends laughed and patted him on the back
Jack sighed. "If you refuse to tell me where they went I'll have to arrest you."
The laughing stopped.
"Aye?" Scourge growled. "You can arrest us." He pulled out a shotgun. "But the jailcell will be the morgue!" He shot a round at the lightbulb.
Jack stood, slowly. The foxes sitting in various places had an array of weapons. Machine guns, pistols, rifles, Jack even spotted a flare gun. He backed away.
"That's right!" Scourge taunted. "Run! Run little baby bun!"
Jack positioned himself behind a table.
The foxes grouped together, flipping some tables. They knew what was going to happen. But as the old saying went:
"Fox and Fox together act,
Here's my paw and here's my pact."
The pact was that nobeast would rat the other out, and that's how it would go.
Joseph the Bartender had barely enough time to hide under the counter with his gun before ZPD agents filed into the bar, grim faced and knowing the shoot out to come.
"I'm giving you one last chance to peacefully give up and tell us where Nick and Judy are." Jack said.
"You can BURN IN HELL!" scourge yelled. He popped up and blasted a ZPD agent and flipping him backwards.
"FIRE!" Jack yelled.
Now
"50 ZPD agents were killed or wounded in the shootout." Jack finished. "All because of you."
"How is it HIS FAULT?!" Judy exclaimed. Nick had started trembling when Jack said how Joseph died. His chest full of bullets. When he ran out of ammo he threw his gun at Jack, screaming in defiance. He jumped at Jack, but the ZPD agents shot him full of holes.
"You see?" Jack said. "You're a threat." He nodded to a ZPD agent who no one noticed was behind Finnick. The agent grabbed him and hit his head.
You're a threat to Finnick." He stood, motioned to the door, where Jerry and Colin dragged in a cuffed and beaten Sylvia.
"A threat to your mother." The ZPD agents closed in around them.
"You're even a threat to Judy-" Jack went to grab Judy, and Nick snapped.
Snarling, Nick jumped at Jack, who barely dodged out of the way. He tried grabbing Judy again, but she kicked him away.
"Everyone out!" Jack yelled as Nick tried biting one of the agents. "He's gone savage!"
The ZPD agents retreated, leaving Judy with Nick. He whirled around, spotting Judy.
"N-Nick?" Judy whispered.
He prowled towards her, growling and snarling. Judy tripped and fell, and Nick was on her in an instant, pinning her down. Judy shrieked and closed her eyes. She felt him gently nuzzle her. She opened her eyes and his eyes were no longer angry, but loving. He licked her cheek, wagging his tail happily.
That was when sleep darts were shot into both of them. With a yelp, Nick slumped over. As Judy's vision blurred, the last thing she was were ZPD agents tying Nick up and putting a muzzle on him.
Judy awoke slowly, groaning in pain. "Ugh..." She moaned. "I feel like I lost an argument with a train." She tried to move her paw, to massage her aching head, but found they were tied down. She tried to stand, only to find she was tied down: to a chair. Judy looked around and realized dimly she was in an interrogation room, a single, flickering light bulb hanging over her head.
"Ms. Hopps." Jack said, appearing out of the darkness. "It appears you have awakened."
"Mr. Savage." She said coldly. "This is no way to hold a prisoner."
"Believe me, it is." He replied.
Judy smirked. She had the upper hand now. "I quote to you: Prevention of Crime and Treatment of Offenders, Part 1. Instruments of Restraint. 33: Instruments of Restraint, such as handcuffs, chains, irons, and straitjackets shall never be applied as a punishment. Furthermore, chains or irons shall not be used as restraints."
She finished, and looked at him expectantly. "You'll be taking these off now."
He walked up to her, caressing her cheek. "You're forgetting something, dear Judith. I quote; Prevention of Crime and Treatment of Offenders, Part 1. Instruments of Restraint. 33: Other Instruments of Restraint shall not be used except in the following circumstances. Now we skip to Section C: By order of the director, if other methods of control fail, in order to prevent a prisoner from injuring him(her)self or others or from damaging property; in such shall at once consult the medical officer and report to the higher administrative authority."
He patted her cheek. "In which case, me." He grimaced. "Why did you withhold Nick from our custody?"
"Because you'll experiment on him, try to find out how he controls his ability, I know you will!" She yelled at him and bucked wildly in the chair.
He tutted. "Judy, Judy, Judy, that's no way to act if you want to get out of the chair..." He grinned and leaned down.
"Do you love him, Judy? The fox?"
"Nick? Well yes. I do." She stated.
"Why date a common criminal like him when you could be dating the head of the ZIB?" He said, attempting to kiss her.
She spat at him.
He backed away, disgusted.
"Imagine how much respect you would get." He wiped his lips. "From Chief Bogo, Clawhauser, everyone."
She glared at him. "Where's Nick?!"
*Meanwhile*
Nick was prodded none too gently awake.
"Up an at 'em, Wilde." A rough voice said."
Before he had a chance to respond, Nick was hauled roughly to his feet by two heavily armored rhinos. Without a word they dragged him off somewhere. Nick looked at himself drowsily. He was battered and hurting. He could feel the muzzle on him, but was too numb to care. His captors hadn't bothered changing his clothes, which were in a poor state of affair. Bloodied, dirtied, smelly, torn and wrinkled; Nick looked like he had escaped a desert island when he entered the sparkling white office.
"M-Mister. Wilde." A familiar voice greeted him. Nick looked up in shock. Nurse Clover was standing before her, a guilty and pained look belying her innocent face.
"Dr. Runs." The rhino guards said.
"L-leave him t-to me." She said.
"Mr. Savage won't allow us." The first guard said.
"Oh..." She said. "W-well, may I have your i-identification numbers, so I c-can tell Mr. Savage why I was too d-distracted to get my t-tests done?"
The guards quickly left, leaving the cuff and muzzle keys with her, lest she need them. As soon as they had left, Clover ran over to Nick, stumbling to unlock the cuffs and muzzle.
"N-Nick!" She sobbed, "Th-they killed him!" She leaned against his chest, sobbing pathetically.
Nick wiggled out of his cuffs tore off the muzzle, throwing it aside. "Who did they kill?" He asked worriedly.
"D-Doctor Mohr!" Clover cried. "Mr. Savage asked some qu-questions about Nicks ability, and to-tod him I had discovered it." She whimpered. "So he asked th-the doctor to talk in private. I heard the doctor scr-scream, and I ran in... And... And..." She started sobbing again.
"Doctor Mohr was dead?" He whispered quietly.
"Y-yes!" She cried. "Mr. Savage had slit his throat! Like the r-raakshas he is!"
"Is that why those guards called you Doctor? Instead of Nurse?" He wondered.
"Mr. Savage ma-made me the lead doctor for y-your surgery." She replied, opening a drawer."
"Surgery?!" He exclaimed, backing away fearfully.
"Don't w-worry." She pulled out a gun with a silencer on it. The weapon trembled in her paw as she handed it to him. "Th-there will be no surgery. Because we're g-getting the f-" Suddenly sirens started blaring, and guards could be heard rushing away.
"That must be Judy!" Nick exclaimed. "C'mon!"
Two otter guards burst into the laboratory. Without hesitation, Nick shot them in their crotches. As they fell to the ground, Nick and Clover ran past them.
Judy ran through the confusing hallways of the building, dodging guards and searching for Nick. While Jack has been correcting her mistake on the Geneva Code she had made, on purpose, Judy had been tearing away at her bonds with a little piece of iron stuck to her suit. When Jack leaned in again, she had kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying. Jumping up,she had ran past him and through the door, Which Jack had confidently left unlocked.
"Now just to find Nick." She thought.
