Disclaimer: I do not own Zootopia or any related characters, that would be Disney. Rated M for violence, language, drug references and sex

The Unfluffables

Chapter Four: In Pursuit

ZPD Precinct One

"Real cool and collected there, Judy," said Danny, "you almost murdered a suspect right in front of me. What gives?" "He said I couldn't threaten him," said Judy, somewhat annoyed, "so I decided to prove him wrong." "We're not supposed to stick guns in their mouths though," said Danny. "You know what Danny," said Judy, "I'm sorry. I realize now that it could have been Nick that was shooting at us last night, so I'm in a slightly more forgiving mood." "What do you mean," asked Danny, "are you saying Nick is a gangbanger?" "No," said Judy, "nevermind, forget I said that." "Forget you said what," asked Nick as he walked in carrying two coffees. "Uuhh," Danny thought he would try to explain for Judy, "your partner here said something about you almost being a gangster." "Yeah," said Nick, "I was, almost. But I haven't seen any of those guys in years and I'm grateful for it." "I'm sorry, okay," said Judy, "I realize you're not to happy about me talking about your scumbag days. But please don't take it out on me, not with a case like this." "Don't worry carrots," said Nick, "I'll treat you better than you treated me on the Hans Fluffer case." "Are you still mad about that," asked Judy. "No," said Nick, "I don't hold those kinds of grudges. But you being all over the place, right up to the point I almost died for you, is more of a cautionary tale."

"Gear up team," said newly promoted Detective Mike Wolford, "we got a warrant on one of the Immortal's stash houses." "Good to see you too, Mike," cracked Nick, "nice suit by the way. That trenchcoat makes you look like you're going out to kill someone." "You like like shit yourself," said Mike jokingly, "by the way, congratulations on nailing the bunny." "He did not nail me," said Judy defensively as she showed Mike the ring. "Come on Judy," said Mike, "it's just guy talk here. I'd thought you'd be used to it by now." "So you are being defensive," commented Danny. "You look cute when you do that by the way," commented Nick. "Alright, sly-fox," said Judy, "that's enough banter for now. That case won't solve itself."

Happytown

Happytown was the no-go zone of Zootopia. Here, decades ago, predators were forced to live in a crappy, parallel society as they were feared by the prey majority. Things were different now, supposedly, even after the nighthowler case. But now, surrounded by run down, graffitied and abandoned buildings with overgrown vegetation bursting from the pavement, this post apocalyptic wasteland was closer to hell on earth than most. Here, the most ruthless in criminals in Zootopia (in some cases, the world) were the mammals in charge. But today, a SWAT team stood in breaching formation of one of the empty buildings taken over by the Immortals.

"Breach in three," counted Danny, "two, one. Go! Go! Go!" The kangaroo kicked down the door and was followed in by several SWAT officers, all carrying submachine guns and shotguns. "Get down, get down, get the fuck down," barked several of the cops to the big cats in the building. Nick and Judy followed the SWAT team in, and surveyed the large room of what may have once been a shop or a convenience store (it was hard to tell with the kind of shape the building was in). "Alright pals," said Nick condescendingly to the suspects, "I see entire tables full of some not so legal goodies," he pointed out the massive supplies of crack, meth and heroin, "you are all going to be going away for a while, but if one of you want to cut a deal," he pulled out Dylan Krueger's mugshot, "tell us where this guy is!" "Fuck you, Wilde," screamed a panther before a moose officer hit him with his gun. "I know, charming aren't I," quipped Nick.

Outside of the building, Dylan Krueger sat on his motorcycle, with an M240 machine gun slung over his shoulder. He took off his sunglasses so he could get a better view, and saw three somewhat familiar muzzles out of the dozens of officers. Then he shot wildly into the air to get their attention.

Ratatatatatatatatatat!

"Who the fuck is it," asked Danny. "I don't know," said Judy, "but I don't think they like us." The three ran out of the building and saw Krueger dressed in a leather jacket, sitting on a motorcycle and carrying a massive gun. "Krueger," shouted Judy, "put down the gun and get off the motorcycle now!" "Make me," said Krueger as he fired a burst just above their heads and sped off. "Alright carrots," said Nick as he and Judy ran to the car, "let's get this bastard! Again!" "Right with you slick," said Judy as she jumped into their police cruiser and started the engine. "Now we're on," said Nick as he turned up the stereo. (Lookup Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crue)

"There he is," he pointed at Krueger on the bike, "should we try to bring him in or run his ass over?" "I'm debating that right now," said Judy. "Oh you naughty bunny," teased Nick, "I always knew I would be a bad influence." "Let's not go there now honey," said Judy, "we still have a bad guy to catch." "Left turn," chimed Nick. Judy slammed on the brakes and jerked the car left, with the screech from the tires echoing through her ears. "Maybe I should've drove," said Nick.

As Krueger did every twist and turn imaginable through the broken, empty streets, Judy felt a strong sense of certainty that she would catch him. "Wait," said Nick as he eyed a green road sign, "isn't Krueger getting on the…"

Beeeep! Beeeep!

"Shit," said Nick, "he has us on the freeway now!" "Calm down," said Judy, "it's just another road." "They don't have highways in Bunny Burrow, do they," asked Nick as he saw all of the cars and trucks surrounding them. "We gotta get off now," said Nick, "he can weave his way through traffic like we can't." "We might be able to get ahead of him if we follow him on the access roads," said Judy. "We're chasing a criminal, not going to see the in-laws," said Nick. "Think I don't know that," said Judy. "Wait a second," said Nick, "there's a wreck up ahead, we can run over traffic once Krueger gets blocked." "Good thinking slick," said Judy as she put the cruiser in park, "grab your gun and follow me." "Whatever you say babe," said Nick as he jumped out after her.

Dylan Krueger saw how blocked off traffic was, being all the flashing emergency lights ahead of him, and the cops directing traffic were certain to recognize him. Then he turned around and saw the flashing lights of a cop car. He looked a little closer and saw a rabbit and fox running on top of the roofs of cars in his direction. "Shit," he muttered to himself as he started firing the gun. Then the cops behind him came after him with nightsticks, attempting to beat him down, which he merely laughed at as he hit them with his gun. Then he felt a hard kick on the side of his muzzle.

"Alright Dylan," said Judy as Krueger fell to the pavement, "you had your fun," she kicked him again, "but it's time for you to go back." Krueger attempted to claw at her, having dropped his gun, but he missed, and Nick bit on to his paw. "Motherfuckers," screamed Krueger, "you just love keeping me down!" He got up, ready to fight them, only to see Nick and Judy draw their guns on him. "It's over Krueger," said Judy, "come back in before anyone else gets hurt." "So what," said Krueger as he reached behind him, "I'm just a pasty." He pulled out a pistol and aimed it for his head. "No," screamed Nick and Judy. "Time's up," said Krueger, "time to meet my old friends."

Blam!

Nick and Judy turned away, expecting to be showered in Krueger's brain matter and skull fragments, only to hear the sound of his motorcycle. They turned around and saw Krueger speeding off. "I don't quit that easy, dumbfluff and foxface," snapped Krueger as he rode off. "Damnit," muttered Nick. "He must have shot above his head," said Judy, "Salazar must really have something good for him to go after us." "Let's hope we get him first."

Author's Note: so it took me a few tries to get what I want. Hope you enjoy it.