Ch 3 New Dimension Old Problems
Now if you asked anyone in the prairie section of Zootopia the arrival of a hero would be amazing news, however there is one group of mammals that think otherwise. Those mammals were the Burroton police department and they were currently in a state of extreme chaos with many of them going over the Mecorilla case either by the chief or by their other bosses. So to say that the department looked like it was hit by a storm would be a complete understatement, cops were running back and forth, making or taking calls, looking over papers about evidence and lastly looking at boards with pictures on it. Among the chaos was some boisterous swearing and crashing coming from the chief's office, so most of the police were avoiding it like it was the plague. While a few police sat at an old metal table starting a gossip slash betting pool on why such a commotion was coming from the chief's office.
"So what do you think caused Chief's tail in such a twist?" A big horned ram with a chip off his horn asked a duo of a female king cheetah and a rather portly boar.
"Probably his ex-wife." The king cheetah answered as she seemed to be more focused on her paperwork than the actual gossip.
"Yeah but which one?" The portly boar joked causing a few chuckles from a few more of cops at the table, which ended quickly as the door to the chief's slammed open. Revealing a medium sized honey badger with various scars on his hide, buzz cut on his head. His sudden appearance caused the entire squad to go quiet until the honey badger belted out an order to the force.
"King, Anderswine, and Cliffs my office now!" The three mammals shot up from the table and briskly walked to the office, with the boar mumbling that his last name was Anderson. Still the station stayed quiet until the chief roared out loud enough to scare a lion, even though he wasn't one.
"Well are da rest of ya going to lay like lumps or are ya going to work?!" Soon everyone went back to work, not wanting to earn the ire of the chief. Then the honey badger slammed the door shut as he walked back to his desk and sat down, the three cops inside were afraid to speak and to even move.
"So Chief Rattel, what do you need us for?" The big horn ram asked hoping that it wasn't anything too bad or the jokes that they've been telling.
"It seems that the Main ZPD decided we needed help with the Mecorilla case and that flea bag Bogo sent one of his finest officers to do so." Rattel growled out his voice dripping venom at the mere mention of the cape buffalo chief, the three cops flinched knowing the bad blood between Rattel and Bogo. Though one of the officers actually perked up at the mention of a Precinct One cop coming to help them, well specifically one certain cop.
"Does that mean we're getting The Judy Hopps?!" The cheetah or Officer King asked the chief, her voice excited and slightly fangirly. However Rattel was there to smash those hopes with a ten ton wrecking ball.
"Unfortunately helmet head won't let go of his favorite hare, instead we're getting Officer Fangmyer." King's face fell in disappointment while her two friends just smirked and chuckled at her misfortune, but those joyus signs were about to be demolished as Rattel turned to face them.
"Glad ta see you two are happy about dis, since you two are going ta be partners." That little tidbit of information caused their jaws to drop faster than a meteorite.
"King ya'll be working with Fangmyer tomorrow." Rattel ordered, while King wanted to object but she knew arguing with the chief would be impossible. So she just nodded and prayed to high heaven that the Fangmyer guy wasn't too bad, and after the information the three walked and worked the rest of the day. Unaware that just a few blocks away that Winston was listening in on their conversation, his hand on his chin.
"Owl, run a background check on this Fangmyer character. We may need this information later down the world." Winston told his AI, worried that this new officer could be part Kikundi. Soon he began to jump back to the Watering Hole, not noticing that a young kangaroo joey saw him jumping between from building to building.
"Mom, mom I saw a superhero!'
The next day King stood outside an old, tattered and slightly bullet holed apartment building which was normal for a building in the Plains district. She looked at her watch again, which read 10 minutes after 9'oclock.
'Man this guy is going to be a favourite.' King thought as she tapped her paw onto the ground, soon though a large Indochinese tiger with black stripes fading into a golden orange fur, along with crystal blue eyes. The tiger just bounded down the building stairs and nearly crashed into King.
"Sorry about that, normally work the nocturnal shift." The tiger apologized as a sheepish smile began to grow on his muzzle.
"Explain it to the chief not to me." King told the tiger, who quickly turned pale about thinking about meeting Chief Rattel. After a 30 minute chewing out from the honey badger Fangmyer was out on patrol with King, which was tense and awkward.
"So what do you think of this Mechorilla guy?" Fangmyer asked King trying to kill time and the tension.
"Because the chief said so." King simply stated as she continued to gaze the road, causing Fangmyer to drop a little but he wouldn't give up.
"So what exactly is the story behind him, he just appeared out of nowhere!" Fangmyer exclaimed, a feeling of excitement and joy almost swelling through his chest.
"He's probably just a nutso with some fancy toys, and I'd rather catch him before he kills anymam." King answered sending a semi-harsh glare to the tiger actually causing the tiger to actually flinch, and so the awkward silence grew stronger. For the next hour and a half the two rode insience. Until the radio crackled to live and a voice echoed out.
"All patrols this is dispatch there have been reports of a 505 in progress." Soon King grabbed the receiver.
"This is patrol 165 what's the 10-20?" She questioned her voice containing urgency.
"Last seen heading down Furoge Washington Rd due East." The radio crackled back.
"10-4 we'll take it." King told dispatch, as she hung up the radio, turned on the sirens, and stomped on to the gas. Nearly giving Fangmyer whiplash the two sped off to catch the perp, and soon they caught sight of them. It was a cherry red muscle car, with black flame decals on the sides with the windows blacked out. For a tense ten minutes it was a game of cat and mouse, until there seemed to be a black cat crossing their path. Literally as a black leopard and cub began to walk across a crosswalk, soon the patrol car tried to come to a screeching halt but the race car was still skidding towards the two. A sense of dread began to fill the big cats as Fangmyer got ready to call an ambulance, King looking ready to kill and the leopard mother beginning to push her cub out of the cars path. Until Mecorilla jumped down in front of the two black panthers and caught the car in his hands, then slammed the car onto the ground. Soon Mecorilla walked over to the drivers side and ripped off the driver's side door, revealing a three toed sloth wearing a pale mint eyes, khaki pants, and a pinstripe tie.
"Flash Folirora,I suggest that you take a break from drag racing. How about a year long break." Mecorilla scolded the sloth, who slowly began to bang his head onto the wheel while starting to say not again. Soon the massive metal plated hero walked towards the two officer's car, he tapped the window of the car. Awkwardly King rolled down the window and nervously asked.
"Yes sir?" However what happened next surprised the two.
"No need for that Miss, I merely wanted to tell you that there are a few others like our speedy sloth. Luckily he can tell you himself in exchange for a lenient sentence." Mecorilla answered though his voice rumbled like an avalanche he sounded genuinely nice.
"We thank you for your help." Fangmyer told the armored mammal who just gave the two a wave and began to jump away, soon fading away from sight.
"So what are we going to tell the Chief?" The tiger asked as he turned to see his new partner putting the sloth speedster into the back of the cruiser.
"We were late because of this guy." King simply answered as she jabbed her thumb at Flash.
"And Mecorilla?" Fangmyer added, the cheetah just sighed as she shook her head.
"He'll get a free pass this time, but the next chance we get we're cuffing the guy." King stated as she re-entered the drivers side, but deep down she wasn't serious.