Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Zootopia or any respective characters. I'm not brave enough to challenge the mouse so it'll probably stay that way. All OCs, however, are mine. Rated M for violence, language, sex, drugs and suicide.
Chapter Eleven: Doctor Hurt
Location Unknown
Nick, Judy and Mack all sat in the middle of a boiler room tied up to chairs. Standing around them were several dark suited medium sized mammals, presumably all of them armed. Standing in front of them was Colonel Spotzen, wearing a brown bomber jacket, a black sweater, camo pants, a red beret and an eye patch over his left eye, and his main henchman, Dylan Krueger. Spotzen was examining a massive handgun, which Mack identified as a Desert Eagle, while smoking a cigar. "I see three dumbass hero cops sitting right here in my place," said Spotzen, "don't you three feel like something special?" "Fuck you," said Mack.
Wham!
Spotzen smacked him in the face with his gun, forcing the kangaroo to spit blood onto the concrete floor. "Now," said Spotzen, "we have a major shipment of merchandise coming in at the end of the week. It'd suck if we arrived to pick it up, only for a SWAT team to jump out from behind the corner." "Wouldn't that be a shame," said Nick sarcastically, "why don't you call that trash what it is." "One billion dollars worth of smack would be a heavy loss to our organization," said Spotzen as he raised his gun. "Your loss is a victory for Zootopia," said Judy. "You know carrots," said Spotzen, "it's too bad you'll have to see this."
Blam! Blam!
Spotzen shot Mack in the chest twice, leaving the poor kangaroo grunting and howling in pain. "Spotzen you bastard," screamed Nick, "he has a kid!" "It's about to be past tense," added Dylan Krueger. "You son of a bitch," screamed Nick, "I'll kill you myself!" "You won't get away with this," shouted Judy, "the ZPD and the feds will hunt you scumbags like animals!" "We'll show you animals," said Spotzen, who then snapped his fingers as a form of command. Krueger and the big gun tiger took Nick and the polar bear and arctic wolf took Judy. "Have fun in hell, bitches," laughed Spotzen.
Just as they were being hauled away, Mack said with his dying breath, "Tell my son," he coughed, "Tell Danny that I'm proud of him. That I love him!" "I will," promised Judy as the wolf and the bear dragged her away. Then, Mack slumped forwards, dead.
Judy
Judy found herself paw-cuffed and hanging from some sort of hook in what appeared to be a meat locker, wearing only her unbuttoned police shirt over her dirty underwear. Standing in front of her was the arctic wolf that she recognized as the helicopter pilot and the cougar's getaway driver, as well as a polar bear in a blue Pawdidas tracksuit, carrying what appeared to be a doctor's bag. She had this awful feeling that she was about to be tortured. She swallowed deep as the wolf began to speak.
"Judy," said the wolf, "my name is Logan, and this here is our team doctor, Igor. Igor is what you and I would call a pain expert. The Viet-Claw called him Bác sĩ Hurt, which means Doctor Hurt." "I don't know about any shipments," pleaded Judy as Igor hooked up some tiny electrical cables to her. "I don't believe you," said Igor, "you last only five minutes in gulag."
Bzzzzz!
Judy screamed as she felt the electricity jolt through her tiny body. "You psychos," she hollered, "I don't know nothing!" "I wish I could believe your adorable ass," said Logan, "but I don't. Igor, do it again." "No, Igor," pleaded Judy, "please don't do this! You don't need too…"
Bzzzzzz!
Judy jolted and hollered as she felt another jolt of electricity. "You can stop this any time," said Logan, sounding almost like a disappointed parent while Igor chuckled sadistically. Once Judy stopped shaking, she spat at Igor, then barked to Logan, "Even if I knew something that the feds don't, I wouldn't tell you!" "I'm almost insulted," said Logan.
Bzzzzz!
Nick
Biff!
"Talk, damnit," said Dylan just after he punched Nick. "Kiss my ass," muttered Nick. They were standing in what appeared to be a janitor's closet, where Nick was still tied to the chair as he was in the boiler room. Standing around him was Spotzen and Dylan Krueger, who was the guy that shot Delgato and was in the process of beating the shit out of him. He also noticed the tiger that jumped out of the helicopter, as well as a white horse wearing sunglasses, a brown bull wearing some sort of cowboy style suit, a coyote wearing no suit jacket and leopard wearing a white sweater underneath his suit jacket, clutching an MP5. Nick knew he was just about fucked this time.
"The shipment," said Spotzen calmly. "I don't know shit," said Nick with a strong dose of attitude. "Bullshit," said the bull, "hit him for me Dylan." "With pleasure," said Dylan as he punched Nick again.
Biff!
Nick then spat blood in Dylan's face, getting a second of satisfaction while the cougar wiped his face. "You think you're some sort of hero don't you," said Spotzen, "that's too bad. All heroes end up dead anyways. That's why they're a dying breed." "Go fuck yourself," snapped Nick. "Either you talk," said Spotzen, gesturing to the leopard, "or you die like a little bitch." The leopard trained his machine gun on Nick as Dylan took out his claws.
"What the fuck are you whackjobs doing," asked Nick nervously as he eyed Dylan. "What do you think," said Dylan, who then proceeded to claw Nick in the face.
Slash!
"You psycho motherfuckers," hollered Nick, "that's my beautiful face! Fuck you across the ocean!"
Snap!
Spotzen snapped his fingers, in which the horse produced a salt shaker from his jacket, and proceeded to hurl salt into the clawed side of Nick's face.
"You son of a bitch," screamed Nick, "I don't know anything past the fact you guys are smack dealers!" "Liar," snapped Dylan, who then proceeded to stick his index claw into Nick's cheek. Nick screamed louder and louder, feeling more physical pain now than he ever has in his entire life.
Judy
"Bunny knows nothing," said Igor to Logan, "even if she went through the same level of training we did, she could not take that." "Only names she gave us were the ones we expected," said Logan, "and we can't reach Chief Bogo." "Exactly," said Igor, "what do we do now?" Logan handed Igor a pistol and said, "Finish off the bitch." "Yes sir," said Igor as Logan walked off.
"Alright bunny," said Igor as he held a syringe in his hand, probably containing some sort of poison, "lights out."
Wham!
Judy kicked Igor in the face, sending him back slightly and disorienting the bear for a few seconds. This was just the right amount of time for her to wrap her legs around Igor's neck, and she began to choke her would-be killer. "You," Igor grunted and wheezed as he struggled, "You buh…" He got cut off as Judy tightened her grip. "You ain't killing me, Dr. Hurt," said Judy as she snapped the bear's neck.
Crack!
Then as the bear collapsed onto the floor, Judy climbed up to unhook herself from the hanger. "Nobody kills my friends," said Judy to herself as she dropped down. She then looked at Igor's lifeless body and thought, I've killed again. This better be worth it. We've already failed Mack. I can't lose Nick. I love him too much.
Just then, she noticed that not only was her sidearm on a table in that same room, but so was Nick's, a small shotgun, the machine pistol that Nick brought, and an MP5K submachine gun. Time for some payback, thought Judy as she hatched a quick escape plan in her mind.
Author's Note: So I know this chapter may be a little short, but it's more of a part one of two sort of thing. The next part should be out within the next couple of days. As this will be a trilogy, I can promise a sequel, which I think you all are going to really enjoy. But first, get ready for the third act, which should have you all on the edge of your seats!
