The lion criminal, who was scared to death after Dulcinea threatened his life, drive with his car like a crazy person through the streets of Central City, Zootopia.
He slowed down the speed of his automobile as he made it past an abandoned alley and he put his face on a security camera, which allowed him to open the garage. He moved the car over, and the floor's mechanics took him below, as it appears there is a secret facility in there. Once he made it there, he parked his car aside and started walking very nervously.
"Hey, Lion Bun Kelly, how's it going?" said one of his partner, a wolf, waved hello at the lion, well, by his ridiculous man bun hair.
"Haha, very funny. I'm doing great, thanks for asking," the grumpy lion respond, not liking the wolf calling him by his hairline.
The lion walked around the secret lair and sees lions, wolves, tigers, jaguars, foxes, and many other high predator mammals training, inventing, plotting, and chatting to each other.
"Kelly!" the angry and bossy voice of Dawn Bellwether called out the lion's name out loud, as he closed his eyes in fear, as he knows that he is in some deep trouble.
"Yes, madam Bellwether." the lion says.
"The mayor and I are calling you to take you to our office this instant." Dawn Bellwether says.
"Now?" Kelly said with such fear in his eyes, while his whole body trembles around like an earthquake shaking his entire body.
"Yes, now. Oh, did I forgot to mention that our leader, the White Devil, is attending too," The sheep said, while the lion hit his scare levels to over nine thousand by hearing his boss was waiting for him, as he took a deep breath and followed Bellwether to her office, where Mayor Piglette and the White Devil awaits him.
Dawn Bellwether and Lion Gon Kelly, his real name, arrive at the office.
"Well, it's about time," said Mayor Piglette, a very impatient pig with a pink suit to represent her favorite color.
"Sorry," the nervous Lion Gun Kelly says.
"Well, then, let us begin this important meeting," the mayor said, as she and Bellwether sit on a couple of chairs, while Kelly is just standing there, sweating in fear.
"Lion Bun Kelly..." Bellwether said, mispronouncing his name.
"Um, it's Lion Gun Kelly," the nervous lion applies.
"Ah, ah, Ah, Zip it, the adults are talking!" says a very bossy Mayor Piglette.
"So, Mr. Kelly. What happened out there!?" You had the best weaponry, strategy, and all the necessary tools you and your team needed to kill Nick Wilde and that ugly bunny Hopps!" said Dawn, who was angry that he failed his mission, but she was angrier because she couldn't get her payback on Judy.
"But, Bellwether, it wasn't my fault, I..." Kelly tried to defend himself despite his nervous stuttering. Mayor Piglette slams her desk with her hands in a very serious way.
"Excuses! Work through the problem. What excuse it was that made you, the best soldier amongst us failed so miserably!?" Mayor Piglette yelled as the slam made Kelly scare to death.
"Well... Well..." the lion is stuttering his words. With each stutter and inability to speak, was like the pressure increased and one false move, word, and any mistake could very well cost him big time.
"Well, there was somecat..."
"Some. Cat!?"
"Yes, Bellwether. She leads a group of imbeciles, and they jumped on us right where we were about to complete my mission."
"Your mission? Keep in mind that it was MY mission. so next time, don't ever overstep your position and know your role that the White Devil has given you. If it wasn't for her, you would have still been a laughing stock and will always be remembered as the cocky lion whose music career was destroyed by someone smaller than you, whose name was some Marshall Panthers. Some "Rap Devil" you turned out to be, you sorry excuse of a lion."
"Don't ever talk about my past, Mayor."
All three members were arguing about Kelly's failure, as everyone traded discussion after discussion. Bellwether and Piglette were taking things personal in their discussions to the ashamed and excusable lion, who keeps making excuses after excuses for his failure.
"Kelly, you know the rules. If you fail once, you get devoted." Dawn Bellwether says.
"I know. But wait. The cat sent a message towards the Devil." Lion Gun Kelly said.
"Go on." Mayor Piglette responds.
"Well, she told me that to tell her that the White Devil has been warned. She also stated that the White Devil can't say she warned our leader, and this time she would not hesitate to kill her." Lion Gun Kelly said, quoting what Dulcinea said.
"Congratulations, you've told us something we already knew from the start. What do you want, your place as the leader of this army back?" Bellwether said with a very unimpressed look on her face, as she and Piglette have known thanks to the White Devil who Dulcinea is and her history with this villainous crime lord.
"Yes. How come our leader gets chances after chances when you three can't give me the same chances? It's unfair!" He said as he was tired that White Devil keeps being rewarded every time.
"Watch your mouth, Coulson!" said Piglette, calling him by his true birth name.
"Keep that name out of your mouth! I'm sick and tired of treating me like some brainless bitch!" he responds aggressively.
"That's enough, soldier! Stand down," Bellwether said as she was trying to calm things down.
"Think about what you are going to say next, Kelly," Mayor Piglette gave him a warning, but he took a hard breath with so much seriousness in his eyes.
"You know what? Yeah, give her more chances. At least I am not a motherfucker who wasted his opportunities and ended up with a sword on his goddamn chest! It's sad that her "boyfriend" paid for his wasted opportunities, but not my problem because at least I am not some world-conquering bitch who got killed his girlfriend wasn't strong enough to save his Red Devil ass, haha!" said Kelly, who his resistance, retaliation, disorder, and stupidity took it too far, as he disrespected the White Devil's boyfriend, and laughs so proudly while Piglette and Bellwether gasped, and didn't say a word.
A dark figure, with dark black armor, Roman style, suddenly came from behind and shoot a shotgun towards his heart, as he screamed in pain in full shock. The figure then shoots her iron hook to stick it to his chest and brought him over where this dark figure is. Kelly, whose is dying, looked at the red eyes of the figure scared and desperately trying to escape, but this figure used its claws and sticks it onto his neck. It was until them it decided to step into the light and revealed itself, as Piglette and Bellwether showed their fears a bit, but it was what they knew what was from him that made them ignore those fears.
"Don't ever talk about him again!" said an enraged White Devil, who was revealed and she's full of anger, vengeance, and darkness as ever before. She lifts the lion up, throws him up in the sky, and then uses her Scimitar sword and slices his head. She finishes off by shooting an arrow and sticks the decapitated head onto a wall like she was putting him, alongside countless animals and beings she ever killed, for decoration.
"Wow, what a killshot," Mayor Piglette whispers and talked to her mind. The White Devil looked as serious as a general to her and Bellwether, who awaited orders.
"Status report." White Devil says.
"Boss, those resistance fighters were able to get past our assault. But we are ready to spring the traps in the places you've told us to hit, with the particular place you've set, our hitman is ready. We are just waiting for orders," Dawn Bellwether said so confidently, that she told the report like a villainous strategist who knows her role, unlike the dead lion.
"Good. And you, mayor?" said the White Devil, convinced and impressed with the sheep's plans, while keeping the same serious tone and attitude while asking Piglette.
"Tomorrow's event is going as plan. If they ever go there, our security will be tripled and we have the necessary tools to deal with this problem if the moment ever comes. You should be able to set the wheels in motion for your grand plan, boss," Mayor Piglette says, leaving the White Devil intrigued.
"Very well. If they ever come to compete for this contest, you know what to do. You know their taste and their weaknesses, as well as their fears in that element. Use it to your advantage." a very sinister White Devil states.
"It will be done, oh great White," both Bellwether and Mayor Piglette said, bowing down to their leader, the White Devil.
"Good." the White Devil says.
"Now go on with your normal lives. Get some rest. I'll take it from here," a suddenly kind White Devil said, as both ladies were surprised.
"S... sure," both Bellwether and Piglette said, as they packed their stuff and prepare to leave to the Mayor's house because Bellwether lives here under the circumstances that Piglette and White Devil helped her escape prison and has lived there ever since.
Before they took their leave, Dawn noticed her leader being a bit let down, like she was remembering something from her past that haunts her. She opened her mouth to try and say something but decided not to talk because she was not in a mood of talking. Well, the White Devil is never in a talking mood.
The White Devil sees them leave the secret lair, which it looked like a military base. She took a walk around the base, seeing her soldiers just chatting around. Some were eating at a cafeteria, while others just stood in corners and had a chat, and a few of them were training. But for some reason, she felt something empty inside. Like a piece of herself is broken, and it can never be fixed again.
For a whole hour, she sits on a table and she was thinking, reflecting, analyzing, and dreaming about the past. No one dared to even go talk to her, it may be due to the White Devil being so mean, being a battle type of leader, and due to knowing her past, they feared for her cause she might take their lives like a snap of her fingers who decimates even the innocent souls into dust. She felt like a dead man walking, crying deep inside her soul as she feels like she has nothing left to lose in her life. That is the mentality she's in with her plan and quest of vengeance is reaching a pivotal point.
She later decides to leave the place and goes to her chambers, with no emotions showed in her face. Once there, she decides to train. In her training room, the colors of the place were nothing but black, red, and orange everywhere. Is as if those colors reminded of something or someone. Her training methods were deadly as well, as a war hero, well in her case a war demon, spending most of her life doing nothing but training.
A simulated CPU, who transforms into a digital version of her archnemesis. She always does that, as well as setting it up to the hardest difficulty. The CPU swing its sword with amazing speed and incredible IQ, but the White Devil counter everything at the same speed.
She then attacks it with unbelievable power as it started to hurt them CPU, which also simulated the screams, the agony, the pain, and everything that made her archnemesis suffer. It was music to her ears. With each blow the White Devil strike with, it was more powerful and intense than any attacks she ever made in her entire life. Her attacks were precise as if she was dreaming of this moment every time. The screams, the pain, and the suffering of her archnemesis were like fuel in the tank, as well as mere images of her nemesis accomplices.
She used her powerful red aura punch on her right paw to strike the very heart of the CPU, then she follows that up with her Scimitar slicing her head and finishes it off with her sword bursting an energy blast so powerful it cut a whole to the walls of her chambers, allowing other members of the base see her destroying the bot, with every bit of parts turned into scrap. The scared members decided to run away and not laid an eye to her, as she breathes heavily due to working hard, while she decides to go to her room and rest.
Once there, she puts her deadly aside a box and goes to a special place in her room, which colors again were nothing but black, red, and orange. Clearly, showing that White Devil is obsessed with something that has to do with those colors.
She goes to this special place called the Silence Grave. She bends on both her knees and sees a picture of herself, happy from all the fighting, the ruling, and the conquest, with a very joyful and happy being with a black hat, red eyes, and orange color on its fur.
"Hey, my love. Is me again. I just came here to talk," the White Devil said, revealing that those color schemes represented her deceased boyfriend, the void of her heart that can never be replaced, the Red Devil. She felt very emotional, so sad, that her words were about to make her cry.
"Is sad, you know. Doing what you've always loved all your life, but without your special someone in your life. I... I don't know what to do without you. But I work hard to be the fearless, bloodthirsty, and vengeful cat you fell in love with."
"Um, what else? Uh, everything's is good. Ruling everybody doesn't make feel happy, everything that I love doesn't make me happy without you on my side anymore, and for the first time in my life, I'm beginning to lose faith in myself."
"I know what would you say to me. "Oh, you bitch, I never taught you to be a sensitive motherfucker, and this and that!" Don't worry, I am doing my best to not lose my composure."
The White Devil's regards to her lost friend made her break down her words and cry for a while before she regained control of her emotions, swiped her tears off, and gets serious.
"Soon, I will have vengeance to those who ruined our moment, our chance to create perfect paradise, our opportunity to have our happy ending! You taught me that if you stick to your plan, the key to its success is patience. Trust me, partner, patience has been the one thing I mastered ever since these bitches took you away from me."
"This time, there will be hell to pay. This time, there will be blood. This time, there will be despair. This time, I'm coming after every-fucking-body on this disgusting planet, and I will continue my rampage on many other worlds, carrying out your vision of paradise. Then, and only then, I will be able to reunite with you."
Her words were deeper, full of hatred, emotions, and self-minded as if she wants to make it her personal goal, while her emotions inside returned to the vengeful devil she knows she is. She takes a deep breath as she was about to finish her talk with her dead friend.
"I will do this all for you, my love. Its always been for you. I will never forget the day I've met you, and how you changed me, more so than we could ever change, even if we conquered other universes. You will always be my one true happiness. Now, you rest in peace, while I deal with my nightmare, the ones that took you away from me, starting with my foolish bitch of a twin sister."
The White Devil said with such force, like an ever-growing madman, as de wakes up and touches the picture on the walls. She closes her eyes and touches the picture of her dead boyfriend, especially his heart, as she was about to give her goodbyes.
Her words, especially her drive to become the ruthless warrior she always is, were like a magical pipe, whose sounds connected deep inside a soul. As she touches his heart deeply, the last words of the White Devil were loud and clear, as she loved one that passed away was, is, and always will be in her heart. No matter how dark her heart is.
"I love you. My Puss in Boots."
Note: Tomorrow is a special day for me. Friday, December 21st will be my nineteen birthday. Wow, it has been a long time, and gotta thank God for the wonders and gifts life has given me.
I also want to deeply thank you guys, for not just joining my discord Puss in Boots fandom group that we all created, but also helped me become something I never did before, and that's being a fanfiction writer. My heart is deeply in your debts.
Would want you guys to express your gratitude by reviewing my story and tell me what's your favorite moment from any of my stories and myself in general.
I wouldn't have done all of this if it wasn't for God, my family, friends, and to all of you guys, the fans, who have put me through this position that is my mission to create the best Puss in Boots stories I can make, and bring this amazing fandom to grow even more. This has truly been the ride of my life.
Love you guys. And, for old time's sake. May the Force be with you.