Chapter 3:

A/N: Uhh...Hello there.. Probably some of you think that I'm lazy piece of shit,BUT! There was a reason why I wasn't able to write. You see,when I went to the,ahem, I'm sorry,toilet,the blow of the wind suddenly closed the door AND broke the lock in it,so I was trapped there with the picture of size-zipped Keanu Reeves. Some may say "What a fucking clown, fuck you, liar!",but you have to understand me, because that was definitely not the best situation. Fortunately, I had some slices of stale bread, so I didn't die of famine. But now, this is in the past, so, here's another chapter. And, in my version of Zootopia Universe mammals have actual hair.
Disclaimer: All the characters, names of the cities, or any other places are fictional. All the matches are unintentional. "Zootopia" characters belong to Disney. This story made for entertaining non-profit purposes.

Tundratown, 11:30

Nick Wilde and Ronald McHorn slowly drove through the half-empty and narrow streets of Tundratown
Overall, their patrol was calm - most of the citizens enjoyed their weekends with families, while those who worked at Saturdays were already at their workplaces. Whilst slowly moving through half-empty streets of Tundratown, Ronald listened to some naturalist rock(something like hippie rock).

"Hey,Ron, were you a naturalist?" - wondered Nick

With a little laughter he answered: "Yeah, back when I were younger I was a lot more easy-going rhino. It though, that Zootopia is a perfect place, where anyone could be everything.."

"But, you've changed when you started to see the world through open eyes..." - continued Nick

"Yeah.…"

After a moment of silence Nick spoke

"Hm, looks like we've got a little bit more in common, than only a badge of a policeman."

"What?" - asked confused Ronald.

"You know, my own past wasn't the best one too."

"Oh..Sorry, Nick"

"For what?"

"This isn't best topic for a conversation, especially if something bad happened with you,at least I guess so"

"Don't worry,Ron, I've left behind those horrors for a long time ago - the past is the past, it's irrelevant. Besides, my own life changed for a better, soo, I'm not concentrating on it anymore,even when I'm talking about it."

"I'm happy for ya, Nick" - smiled McHorn.

"Sooo..." - said Nick. "Could you tell me the reason of your "mind changing? Of course, if you want to."

"Hm, why don't you think,that I've changed with time, Nick?"

"You know... things like these aren't happening with time,if your "ideology" stayed the same even after pubertal period. Especially with somebody, like naturalists..There is a lot of mammals in their late 30's, and even those who over 45 years old. And they're still having fun, enjoying their lives, and seeing this world like a perfectly harmonised place, when it's actually not. Though, I have nothing against them - they're happy mammals, and could almost always enjoy their lives. And, to be honest, I'm really admire them for this. Or, for example - Judy. Even after "Bellwether's plan" and all that fear and hate to predators which was during that time, even after those cases against anti-predators and anti-prey sects she still believes in harmony of this world. There is not so many mammals, that could so blindly believe in ideas, especially that utopian and unreal...And, to be honest, it hurts so much to see how sad she is, when we're solving some cases, like the ones I talked about earlier. I'm completely understand unwillingness of her parents to accept her work - what if one day she will simply...broke away, just like me,or you. Even now I could remember that pain, when everything you believed was just a lie..I guess, now you're understanding why I'm trying to take some robberies, rather than murder cases when we are assigned to work together".

"Of course, Nick. Besides.. You've got me. There was some... occasion, after which I started to think different way."

"Could you tell me some details? Of course, if you want to."

With a little insecure"If you will tell me your own story."

"As long as it will stay only between us."

"Sure, Nick. That was...I think 20 years ago, we were meditating with my friend. He was a cheetah, and he was only 19, whilst I was already 25. His name was Daniel. After the meditation I've decided to visit him. He said,that he need to buy some food for him and his mother,and yes,he still lived with his mother. Sooo, we agreed, that I would come to him somewhere between six o'clock. And when I arrived at his home I..*sigh*..I saw that both he and his family was s-slaughtered. There was differen writings, made from blood, but the worst of them for me was "HELL AWAITS EVERY MEAT EATER!"
All this Nick listened with wide open eyes. Of course, his own past was tough, especially as for the kid, starting to live complete life again after something like this was beyond Nick's understanding.

"After I saw that I...I cannot remember exact details what happened next..Whole world, which I saw as "The perfect place, where anyone could be anything" fall apart. And then I've decided to join ZPD. I wanted to fight against injustice, wanted to make this world complete. I thought, that the only thing I need to fulfill my dream is to arrest members of all those sects. But, I was wrong...Some mammals simply cannot accept predators as the part of society. If you want - you could ask Chief Bogo about me back when I've only joined ZPD. I was very impulsive person. But, mow I have my beloved wife, kids and friends. Of course, I'm still feel sorry for Daniel and his family, but wounds are healing as time goes on. Soo, could you tell me your story now, Nick?"

"Uhh,sure.." - answered Nick in an unconfident tone. After all that he heard from Ronald his own story seemed so minor. "Well...This was when I was only a kid..."

Savannah Central, 13:10

Alex was discharged a little bit earlier,due to his surprisingly good,as for the circumstances that happened with him, health, and slowly trotted to the subway - today was the Saturday,one of the two days,when he could leave his prison, called orphanage. He was finally free from all the hateful looks and bullying that he had to take from the local inhabitants. Of course,not everyone was like that,and at his 17 Alex did understand, that it's okay,that some mammals was speciests, or simply wanted to seem something bigger than they're. But what really made his existence there complete disaster for him was empathy of orphanage's workers. Not even once they tried to do something to comfort somebody or to stop bullies. Sure,there was good mammals,or at least those who seemed good. If only Alex wasn't introvert he is. Most of the time he stayed on his own, trying to enlighten his mood by playing guitar or reading some adventure story,or simply walking somewhere outside orphanage, just to don't see anyone from there. Besides, relationship with his band mates become more and more tense. Everyone had some personal problems, and they're definitely affected on the unity of the band. Due to the tension increase they had no shows for two weeks. Furthermore, they haven't spoken even in social medias with one another all these time. But all these problems were the problems of the Alex Wolford from the future. What mattered to him now was only birthday of his beloved aunt Samantha. Aunt Samantha, also know as Samantha Wolford was sister of Alex's mother, Rachel Wolford. When Rachel and his father, Stanley Wolford, divorced Stanley managed to take Alex with him by the way of giving a bribe to the judge. But very fast he was disappointed in his son, because he thought, that Alex was too kind and weak,so he passed him to the orphanage. At first, Samantha wanted to adopt Alex,but her husband Craig pretty fast could explain,that theirs family cannot hold another one kid. So, at least she tried to make him happy - let Alex live there on weekends, with the help of her friend helped his band to get some gigs, and etc. Overall, she was the one, who helped Alex to live complete and happy life. So, he cannot upset her with his problems. Besides, he still hadn't bought her birthday gift - a juicer. Sure,that wasn't the most expensive one, but the list of items Alex could afford to pay wasn't big one - after all,he was just a student. After he bought it, he walked to the subway station, and started to wait for the train. It wasn't long before the next train arrived, and he moved to his destination point. Surprisingly enough there was a lot of mammals inside of the subway car. Alex decided to look into the reflection of the phone screen to check himself. He looked fine,maybe even handsome. Alex was brown timberwolf with a lighter fur at his front, thick shoulder-lenght hair and green eyes. He was a little bit taller than average wolf, usually wore black jeans, t-shirt with psychedelic, sometimes a little bit gory print, black jaket and a black and white sneakers. What actually hadn't "connected" with his appearance was his voice. If Alex looked just like young adult, his voice sounded like he was in his mid-20's, or even early 30's. That's because it was baritone, and besides, his metal band played in mathcore style, so he had to scream and growl on gigs, which is obviously did some damage to his vocal cords, and his voice become somewhat raspy. But, at the same time it added some charm to his voice.

While train slowly moved on the subway tracks,built over the city, Alex watched onto his home district - Industrial District, or as the locals ironically called it "Seven Dollars District". It got it's name because of overwhelming poverty of it's inhabitants. Most of them worked into local factories. Those hadn't tried to find some different types of jobs, which were much less payed (of course,if it was legal type of job). Alex's father at first worked at a local engineering factory, and was pretty wealth person,but was fired due to his developing alcoholism. From that moment Alex's childhood started to went
down - his father started to drink more and more, Alex began to avoid his home until the very night. And, one year later, he already lived in the orphanage. But, despite all the difficulties he had in his childhood, Alex still loved this neighborhood - he had good memories of spending time together with his friends. And, somehow,Alex still loved this industrial area - because it had some atmosphere, or because he spend his childhood here - he didn't know..

Central District 14:20 (A/N: In my story Savannah Central is a part of big Central District)

- "Soo, you've told me about some attack last night, yeah?" - asked Officer Wolford. His patrol with Judy was surprisingly calm without any incident

- "Well, there was assault on the wolf..We thought that he died,but somehow, he managed to "return to life". That's all that we know for now."

- "Some random guy was beaten at the late night. You know, cases like this happens almost every night - nothing weird there" - stated James.

- "That's not something that bothers me too much - the guy was alright, and we will find those who have beaten him. What bothers me a lot more is the fact, that this occasions started to occur more frequently with the same circumstances.."

- "You think that they're connected between one another?"

Worried by her thoughts Judy muttered: "I hope that my theory is nothing bigger than a theory.."

"Officer Wolford, we've got a fist fight near the "Rocket Pub" " - suddenly, through the radio set rang the voice of very familiar dispatcher

"Alright, we've got it, Ben" - answered James. "Well...Here we go again..."

Central District, "Rocket Pub", 14:30

Rocket Pub - this place was, probably,one the most unusual places for low-life boozers to loose their salaries, and to have some temporary fun and happiness.
It had it's name for the giant rocket layout outside of the bar. Some "the most sober" mammals even stated, that this is an actual rocket, and rocket launcher themselves is located in the bar's basement. Of course, that wasn't true. But what was the true - was the low prices. They were way too low for a place, like Rocket Pub. It wasn't that much unique on the inside. But, the place was clean - that's what attracted the possible customers. The prices were low - that's what attracted customers to buy something. And, the customers themselves were pretty much the same - alcoholics. That's what attached the customers to stay there as long as possible. Most of them had the same hobbies, interests, sometimes opinions about politics and life in general. And excessive insularity, or borders of communication could be easily erased by a couple stacks of beer or whiskey. "What an amazing invention alcohol is!", local customers said. "Just five sips of beer - and the world already seems a lot more better than before. Five more - and you already feeling, that everyone around you are well known friends. Another five sips - and literally someone you hated yesterday seems to you like the closest friend. All the problems in the world are a lot more insignificant, than they seems. And the only key to solve them - is alcohol!". Of course, that was a lie, self-proclaimed true, created by alcoholics, in order to justify their actions and instill their correctness(at least for themselves).

When Judy and James arrived the saw a somewhat strange scene - some leopard choked deer whilst screaming "You betrayed me, you little shit!"

- "Ohh" - irritatedly sighed Wolford. "For fuck's sake..." Then he took the gun,quickly ran up to them, aimed and screamed: "Get the fuck out of him, you, psycho!" Surprisingly for him, leopard let go of deer.

- "Mr. Officer, you don't understand me...This...Little brat!" - he spoke looking directly at the deer near him. "That little brat betrayed me!"

- "Who the fuck you think you are!? You are not my father anymore, I'm gonna be what I want to be!" - screamed the deer in response. Before the situation went out of control, Judy managed to intervene:

"Calm down, please, or we must use our weapon."

Surprisingly for her, they had actually calmed down.

- "Alright, me and my partner, Officer Wolford, have to ask you some questions. James.." - she said to him. "You're gonna talk with leopard".

- "Ok, Hopps" - he said. "Mister-".

- "Adam James Johansen." - said leopard.

- "Alright, mister Johansen, let's go to the police car, I'm going to ask you some questions" - said James, and then he walked with the leopard to the police car.

- "Right...Mister.."

- "Nathan Johansen, though it will be a lot more better if you're going to just call me Nathan" - answered the deer. Meanwhile, Wolford sat on the backseat next to Adam and started to asking questions.

- "Alright, so, could you tell me what's the reason of you fight with that deer?"

"Well, that deer was my son - Nathan. The reason why he had a fight was his behaviour."

- "Could you tell me what's so horrible he did, that you were so mad, and why did you screamed, that he betrayed you?" - asked Wolford. Sure thing, the talks like this are definitely not something, that parents want to talk about.

"Is that's so important, mister officer?" - Adam silently asked.

"Of course, this information will help us to analyze the problems in yours family, and help us to come it's solutions."

After a moment of silence, Adam slowly and silently started to tell his story.

- "Well, that's began two...Yeah, two weeks ago. My son, Nathan come back from the high school , angry and sad. Then, he started to read more and more historical books, started to read out loud quotes of some speciests...You know, something, like..."Predators are dangerous, we must take theirs rights, otherwise they will kill us all", and something like that..And, after we had a quarrel, because I've rejected to buy him console with the money, that I wanted to save for his education...Well, you know, typical situation for the puberty period of the teenager..Then, he said, that I will regret this decision, and he'll make every predator pay for it's sins. At first, it didn't bothered me - who knows, maybe he was just in the bad mood. And now, when we had a little walk he wanted that I bought him that fucking console, once again. And when I rejected him once again, he started to scream to me, that he had already joined some...sect, that he's gonna kill me, that... he's not my son anymore...- now, the leopard could barely speak, his eyes began to water. James felt sorry for this leopard because he was a father himself, and he knew what a pain it is, when son said some bad things about him.

- "Uhh,I.. I'm sorry" - continued Adam. "Soo...That was the reason why we... fought...I know, that I may look like a bad father, but you have to understand me - I don't want that my son worked forked for "ten dollars per month" salary. I want that he went to the university, and his study period there was overed - found some decent and well-payed job."

After some thoughts Wolford said: "Alright, we have to go to the police station, so we could find some more information".

A/N: So, that's the end of the 3 chapter. Now I have a concept for this story, and a new method of writing this fanfiction, so it's mentally easier and faster for me to write it. As you could see, my writing style had changed a little bit, because I've gained some confidence and trying to fill chapters with some details, because my previous ones were WAY too short. Also, sorry, that in first chapter my character, Alex Wolford, was somewhat a Mary Sew stereotype, and, I'm sorry to tell it to everyone, who had expected a fantasy elements in this story (due to the first chapter), but there will be only story about real life and it's problems - no magic, and stuff like this. I don't know what else I can write here,so... here's some headcannons of this story:
James Wolford has strong British accent..

Well, that's everything that I've managed to create..for now..If you have some ideas for this fanfic - you could PM me or write about it in the reviews.

Cheers