First off guys, don't kill me. I've been gone for a while. Ive had lots of stuff happen. I turned twelve. April 5 if you wanted to know. I had writers block, depression like I said I would, and all out laziness. So sorry, I can't name out certain people except for Slayer911, sorry about that. Plus though, I am setting a schedule now that summer break is here. Every Monday and Thursday from now on. And if I can't get it done in time because something. I'll put up a chapter explaining why. Now guys please don't kill me. I'm just a young boy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zootopia. Because I'm not mayor lionheart. Or Mrs. Bellwether. Or any mayor in that matter. I don't own the movie either.

So let me set the scene. It's a nice happy day. Sun is shining, flowers blooming.

Meanwhile I'm in backstage, from a hospital, that did tests on me. Because I am apparently a new species. And now I have to be announced to the public. And then be set free to the public. As the only human I'm the entire world. Just to say. Not one of my greatest days.

I can hear the mayor's voice echo from the microphone from the back of the stage. I've already freaked some workers out by walking in without my costume on.

I'm alone, (Well there's the backstage crew though?) Yes there is. But they are afraid of me. Just a fifteen year old kid. I'm just the size of a goat or something. Probably bigger but I don't have time to figure it out.. A wolf! I'm the size of a wolf.

Anyways, getting off topic because I hate remembering this moment of my life. Even though it was years ago. Yes years.

"As you would know, I gathered everyone here for quite an odd, but exciting reason!" The mayor booms in his microphone. Could this get anymore awkward?

My only two friends that I made so far were in the audience, and I was about to walk out, in front of, well, everyone. It went on national television so everyone can see it.

"And now, introducing, the worlds first..." He looks at a piece of paper if you were wondering, "Human."

I walk out, quite awkwardly. And did this sort of slow wave where I just moved my elbow, making my hand come from left to up.

There was this loud gasp from the start, and then stunned silence. I looked around, noticed all the TV crews, and the audience mostly. There were giraffes, elephants, and mice (Who had little towers so they could see, and I think that was the coolest thing), and basically every mammal.

There was silence for a minute. Literally. And no one seemed to want to break it. So I did. "Umm, hello? You guys speak English?" And failed horribly by saying the worst joke ever told.

I heard a voice in the crowd, "It can speak?"

"Yes, yes I can. And I can hear too." That'll show him. "Where do I start? I'm Jake CoHill." Silence. "I'm vegan.?"

Then I stared getting questions from reporters and civilians from the crowd. It was all babbling because everyone was just asking questions at the same.

I take a step back and grab the microphone. "What are you?! Students?! One at a time please. Raise your hand if you want too." That really shut everyone up.

I picked a random weasel at the front who was an interviewer. "Are you predator or prey?" He says.

I think about it for a split second, being raised to be the top species in our world, " -. Both.. Both." He had a confused look on his face. I picked a lion interviewer, "Are you male or female?"

"Male, thank you." I kept picking interviewers which some had dumb questions and some smart. Some in between. After a two straight hours, I picked the last person who had a question. "What color is your blood?"

"Umm... Red." I say slowly. "Really?" He says back. "Yes." I say, weirded out. "I would like to find out." And as he said the last word, a massive sound was heard that was a gunshot if you haven't guessed already.

The bullet zoomed past my head, grazing my hair. The stadium was filled with screams and frantic animals that were running in every direction. When I heard the gunshot I fell backwards, shocked. I got up quickly and ran into backstage. There were several more gunshots then it went silent.

What happened next was actually pretty simple. Police swarmed the area. Calmed down the citizens. Brought me to the police station for safe keeping. And using cameras and traffic cams. Then got the getaway vehicle. Got the three guys. The sniper, the driver, and the guy I talked too when it happened. The evidence was solid. Sniper rifle in the back plus a confession.

I was freaked out of course but I got through it. It actually wasn't that dramatic. No lives lost. Nearly mine of course. A couple injuries from a couple small animals that got trampled over. Other than that it was clean, took a day or two to get them locked up.

If you were expecting it to be really dramatic, bloodbath or whatever. Well sorry I didn't die. But anyways. A couple days after their arrests, I had this conversation:

"So you say your fifteen?" "Yeah Bogo. So?" I say to the massive bull. Or I think he is. I never really got the nerve to ask. "Your asking for an ID and to be let out into the city. Well if your fifteen your not old enough to do so."

My heart drops down to my tippy toes as he says this. "Wait, wait. Your not saying that... No-no. I can't go to an adoption center!"

"Your not eighteen, your parents Arn't here! I can't break the system!"

"My parents haven't been with me since I was seven. I know how adoption is. I'm not doing that again Bogo!" I yell with seriousness. "I'm not doing that again. And knowing things, I can tell that officers such as yourself don't come because they want to. Something happened to you when you were young also, save it from someone else." I struck a nerve. Guess I was right.

After that conversation that was heard through the ZPD, I was known as the first person who broke Bogo. I was already setting myself a good reputation. I got an ID and was on my way. Luckily no one asked my age at my 'reveal'.

But before I went out on my own, I got a thousand Zoo dollars (not actually what they're called but their nickname from me) from the new species initiative. Which was basically never used, it was actually the first time.

Then I got set loose. It was not best of starts, let me tell you that.

Hello, I know no one reads these but hear me out. I'm sorry for the wait and stuff but here's something that might make you guys happy! I just need you guys and girls. (Does the opposite sex actually read my books?) I've been reading SeniorCopyCat's Zootopia story about Jack Hopps. I found an opening. So if you will. Ask him to collab our Zootopia stories, because I am too shy to... Win, Win right? Okay? Thanks, or if you didn't thanks for reading this dumb thing. Goodbye.