Feeling like lead, Nick's eyes slowly opened slowly and tiredly. Looking around he saw his curtains closed, his police shirt folded neatly on the bedside table. Nick then noticed something in his arms. One of his pillows was almost squeezed in half in his arms. Slowly sitting up, groaning doing so, Nick looked down and noticed himself shirtless, so got to work trying to find another. But as soon as Nick stood up to get to the task he nearly collapsed again, his legs feeling like iron. Finding the strength Nick finally got on a white plain shirt and opened the door to his room. Instantly he was greeted to the smell he always loved to smell.
Lavender
Taking a deep whiff of the smell, he was finally aware of soft humming coming from the kitchen. As he walked into the kitchen he was given a sight he would never forget.
Judy was at the stove, cooking up something that smelled devine. But Nicks main focus was on the mammal in front of him.
She was wearing clothes she brought as a backup incases of movie nights. Today she wore tight black jeans and a nice grey top. He grey fur shined like silver in the morning light coming in the kitchen that made her look like a goddess.
Nicks' heartbeat like drums in his ears, the only sound he could hear as he lost himself. Nick started noticing small things, like a soft sway of her hips as she hummed her song, he little hop she did to grab another ingredient and how her curves seemed to pop out from her attire. Nick had a sudden urge to walk up to Judy and wrap his arms around her, a dig his nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.
Nick found himself unconsciously walking forward very slowly and quietly.
Judy turned around and had a start when she saw Nick standing there, mid-step.
"Oh! Nick, you're up!" Judy said, startled by the sudden appearance.
Nick, now out of the unexplained daze gave a tired smirk to Judy.
"Well, how could I sleep when I can smell something beautiful?" Nick smiled, in turn making Judy giggle
"Well, it's just a breakfast omelette," Judy explained, putting two omelettes onto separate plates.
Nick wasn't talking about an omelette.
Judy walked past the frozen tod who caught a glimpse of her tail twitching, before walking behind her to his table.
Nick noticed his apartment was now cleaned up.
'The wonders a simple spell can do' Nick thought to himself.
Once sat down Nick sluggishly picked up his fork and knife, Judy doing the same but faster.
Taking a bite of the omelette Nick couldn't help but hum in delight.
Bringing his fork down then up again to his waiting maw. With every bite, his strength got stronger.
Before long his omelette was gone and he was feeling well replenished.
Sitting back in his chair he grinned at Judy who was close to finishing.
"Amazing omelette Carrots," Nick said with a low and smooth voice.
Judy returned the grin with a full smile. Before concern crossed her features.
"So what's up with you today Nick? In debrief, you couldn't even get on the chair, or even keep awake. And you nearly passed out 5 times on the way here. Did you even get any sleep?"
Nick sighed, he knew this would be hard to explain if he even could. Having a battle in his head Nick sat there in his chair, zoned out to the world.
Sighing once more he gave up.
"Do you want me to tell you the truth, a truth that can shatter your reality on things, how you look at the world, how you look at me. Or do you want a lie? A normal everyday lie and be kept in the blissful dark?" Nick said, his voice monotone while keeping eye contact on Judy.
Judy looked taken back. What was Nick talking about?
Uncertainly she answered. "The, truth?" Nick again sighed then leaned forward.
"Ok, where to start."
Across Zootopia or more, under Zootopia; three hooded figures stood in a dark, damp room. The abyss surrounding them seemed to have no end, the ceiling above them had water dripping down.
"Why have you called for this meeting Wyrm?" One of the hooded figures asked; its feminine voice scowling.
"Don't be too hasty Noire, in due time." The dark figure replied, a hint of anger in his voice.
"He called this meeting did he Wyrm?" The other hooded figure asked, his voice leveled.
The hooded figure- Wyrm- turned his attention towards the new speaker.
"Indeed Crimson, he summoned me to gather you. Whatever he wants, it's important." As soon as Wyrm said that the sound of heavy steps sounded behind them. All turning they all stared into the abyss.
Someone appeared from the dark abyss. They were large and heavy set and looked around the dim lit room, before huffing a short greeting then walking through the three figures.
They incircled the massive mammal, who took off his large hood to reveal the short black muzzle, large black nose and swirling black iris'. The black bear looked around at the gathering as they too let their hoods fall except one.
A black puma and wolf looked up at the bear, all with the same swirling iris', the still hooded figure stood there still.
"You all may be wondering why I brought you here. I've decided we've waited to long. We will be proceeding with the plan… Starting next week." The deep voice called to the figures, and almost instantly there was a cry of surprise from the wolf
"But Master Hades! We haven't got the men needed, or even the resources required! It'll take a year to get it all done, and even then-" He was cut off by a whip across the cheek.
The wolf's face snapped to the side, and the stinging soon followed. Slowly bring his head back forward he saw the black tendril slithering back inside the bear's cloak.
"Hush yourself Crimson," the bear calmly said. The puma stepped forward uneasily.
"But Master, Crimson's right. All the requirements alone will take years." She said.
"That won't be necessary." A third voice interrupted, all heads turned towards the hooded figure, who stood there as if nothing had happened.
"Yes indeed, you see Wyrm here has information, something that will bring our plan forward in the schedule. Would you like to continue Wyrm?" The bear responded to the hooded figure. Who stepped forward.
"I have information about someone who just might make our plan fall into action quicker than the time we thought. They will bring destruction to this city and gain us more power and a bigger army to ever be created, and above mortals mere comprehension. If we are able to utilize this creature it could bring us our empire we so desire." The puma and wolf seemed to be focused and hung onto every word Wyrm said.
"And where is this creature?" Crimson asked.
"As a matter of fact, right here in Zootopia."
"Wait wait wait." The grey bunny said, waving her paws around making the fox stop talking. Judy had been listening to Nick with confusion on what he was on about.
"What do you mean by 'Magic powers'?" She asked, looking at the fox expectantly. The tod blinked a few times then looked at her in confusion as if she was the one making no sense.
"I mean magic powers, as in there are magical powers." The tod explained, Judy rubbed her head as she felt a headache arrive.
"Could you explain it again for me?" She asked, her eyes closed and rubbing her head. She heard Nick exhale rather heavily.
"Ok so, The Hexillion race, as we like to call us, is where mammals have magical powers. Basically to become a Hexillion you have to train, and then you get your mark after you've completed the final task. All mammals have the power in them, it just needs to be awakened. Some mammals are born more gifted than others, some can only control elements or one power while some can control more powers and there are even some who can master every power and they are the Grand Masters. Oh and I forgot to explain that there is a group against magical mammals called the Holy ritual, they think that magic is against nature, but some Hexillion scientists have found that the power we all process can be traced back to a billion years, so really it's all just hocus pocus and they hate magical powers." Once done explaining he layed back in his chair while Judy digested the information.
"So basically every mammal has a power in them that came from billions of years ago, some people are more powerful than others and there's a cult trying to kill magic mammals." She summed up, looking at the fox who nodded.
"That's about the gist of it yeah," Nick said, watching the rabbit as she sat there thinking. Then her eyes sparkled and she looked at the fox.
"Could you teach me?" She said, standing up and looking at Nick with the biggest smile. Nick, however, was taken back.
"Teach you? I don't know if I can." He said, but that didn't stop the bunny.
"Please, Nick this sounds so cool! And just think how much I can help people if I have powers." The dreamy look in her eyes about helping people would have made Nick chuckle but this was a serious matter.
"I don't know Judy it's very dangerous and I've known five people who have been executed for being a Hexillion," Nick said, expecting her to maybe think twice and back off, but he didn't expect a fire in her eyes to alight.
"Wilde you of all people should know, I love danger." She said leaning forward, the fire of determination, a wildfire behind those lavender eyes.
Nick couldn't help but quickly quip in.
"I didn't know my name was danger." With the half-lidded eyes.
Judy just grinned some more and replied.
"It might as well be." Then she unexpectedly hopped out of the chair, Walking towards the door.
"Well I must be going, It's getting late and we have work tomorrow, and I expect you to be awake." She explained, then as she was about to open the door she yelled behind her shoulder
Nick chuckled back; when the door closed it felt suddenly very lonely. Nick just sat there, staring off into space, until suddenly.
"WILDE" A voice shouted, it sounded somewhat muffled, and the fox knew who it was. Bolting up from his chair he made it to his study, which had been locked with a little charm, just in case. The study had a desk, on the desk where ring stands, flasks, beakers, Florence Flasks, Mortar and pestle test tubes and many plants. In some of the equipment held blue luminescent liquids, seeming to pulse and be alive. The study and some bookshelves, with some old looking books, there were even some scrolls. But what was the main piece of the study was the giant painting. On the painting was a portrait of Winston Churchlion. The British Prime Minister during WW2, stared down at the fox.
"WILDE" It yelled again, the voice was deep and harsh. Nick looked up at the painting and replied.
"Yes, master…?" The fox left the sentence hanging as he had no clue who he was talking to as almost all but one Council member had a deep and harsh voice, and with the voice being muffled by the painting, it was almost impossible.
"MASTER FALCON WILDE!." The picture replied angrily, but then went down a notch to tell the tod what the picture called the fox for.
"Wilde, there has been an awakening, an awakening of something ancient, and powerful. I want you to investigate, which you might be doing in the police force, that power surge might be it. I want you to see if it's hostile or friendly, but beware it's done things even you can't achieve. My spies came back to say on the outskirts of Foxtrot village, which may I remind you is very close to Zootopia, around a dozen Holy Ritual crusaders have been killed." The painting waited for the foxes response, studying him with keen eyes.
Nick was, to say the least in shock. About a dozen Crusaders, a few knights were heavy work, but a dozen Crusaders. Impossible.
His mouth dry he replied in a croaked voice. "I'll try my best Master Falcon." The painted huffed then replied in a dark voice, making the Luminescent liquids in the equipment dim down, almost as if it was afraid.
"May I remind you, Wilde. You will not try your best, you will do your best. And if you don't do your best, I WILL HAVE YOU DRAINED OF YOU HEX YOU PATHETIC FATHER GAVE YOU AND OUT OF THE ORDER BEFORE YOU CAN SAY 'OUCH'. DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" The painting yelled, its faces almost ripping out of the paper.
Nick's paws clenched into fists, staring down the painting. Taking a deep breath through his nose the tod replied. "Yes, sir." And at that the painting went back instantly to the normal Winston Churchlion, looking off into the distance with judging eyes. Nick then slumped his shoulders. Then walking over to the equipment, the luminescent liquid seemed to pulse again and was no longer dim, yet once again vibrant. Nick tossed a little piece of chicken into the flask, and a small, blue luminescent winged animal popped up and snatched it, tiny shrieks of joy coming from it, before splashing into the liquid again. Chuckling Nick went into his bedroom and changed into his nightly attire, which was just boxers. As Nick lay there on the bed his thoughts, as always, wandered. If he got Judy into this she could be in a lot of danger, but he was lacking the usual magical partner every Hexillion needed, and Judy was his best shot. Remembering back to when he was just a cub and his father teaching him about a Hex, always brought a small to tug at his muzzle, but it also brought a pang of sorrow. The memories of his training, practising the easiest Hex, elements. He had almost burnt down the house once. He remembered the late nights of himself, secretly practising the art of shadows. Nick, even though young, knew that if he was to become a Master Hex -Like his dad once was- He would probably be chosen for reconnaissance and the informant, so the art of shadows he would need to know.
He remembered the shouting from Master Falcon, he was shouting at his dad about treason, for teaching Nick without permission, But his father was a natural persuader and was able to persuade Falcon about the fox cub, yet still mad, he had left in a sharp flap of his coat.
And with those happy thoughts, the fox was put into the arms of Hypnos, and cradled to the land of dreams.