One week after the attack…

As the sun's fading rays slipped away from the modest condo on the outskirts of Zootopia an orange-furred hand reached between the curtains covering her bedroom window. The moment the light touched the hand blisters swelled and the young hybrid drew her hand back in pain. Robyn examined the blistering the sunlight had left and considered the irony of it all. The night had shown its ugly face to her, and now she was trapped in its' lightless grasp. Porphyria cutanea tarda they'd called it, a rare blood disorder that left its sufferers allergic to sunlight, normally genetic but it seemed like her blood transfusion had interacted with her hybrid cells in some unexpected way to give her the disorder. There was some hope that once the transfused blood had cleared from her system the disease would clear out too, but as the nights went by it seemed more likely she'd be returning to school with the nocturnal students.

The hybrid's attention was drawn to her father opening the door to her bedroom. Nick's face had barely changed from the sorrowful expression it had held since his younger daughter and goddaughter had been savaged in the night. He asked, not expecting a hopeful response, "How are you feeling kid? Any better today?" Robyn shook her head and showed him her blisters. Nick winced at the sight, "Hannah's here. She'd like to see you if you're up for it." He waved behind himself and Robyn caught sight of the other hybrid, her eyes, or rather the sockets they'd once occupied, were covered by a black strip of cloth and she stumbled her way up the stairs with a red-tipped cane in front of her.

The orange hybrid rushed past her father to embrace her girlfriend, almost bowling the striped vixen over. Robyn just barely caught Hannah in time and led her up the rest of the stairs, tears welling in her eyes. From the sniffling sound she made as Robyn led her, Hannah felt much the same way.

Nick stood aside as his daughter led his goddaughter in and sat her down on the bed. "I'll leave you two to catch up," he said, turning to leave. "Yell if you need anything."

As Nick left, Robyn found herself staring into her girlfriend's blindfold. Hannah seemed to have picked up the other hybrid's general whereabouts and was facing back at her. The two of them stood perfectly still for a minute until Nick's steps had faded into the distance, and then they broke down sobbing. Holding each other tight, tears leaking through the cloth over the eyeless vixen's sockets.

Two hours earlier…

"I shouldn't have to remind you how many rules I'm breaking here." Luna grumbled as she led her paternal grandparents into the hospital morgue. "I'm only doing it for the faint possibility that it would help Robbie. I'm done with this business of yours."

Robin Loxley sighed as his granddaughter flipped through the records attached to a clipboard she'd picked up. "You can't honestly tell me that this affair hasn't set off your hunter instincts. Do I have to review the facts again?"

Luna found the drawer she was trying to look up and started towards it. "Robyn, Hannah, and a honey badger named Bunga Sudenland were attacked by a were-lioness a week ago. Robbie's carotid was severed and she nearly bled to death before the EMTs arrived. Hannah's eyes were gouged out. Sudenland was torn to pieces so small he could only be identified by DNA analysis." She waited a few moments for the elder foxes to confirm, but when they remained silent she added something. "Hannah and Robyn told the police that Sudenland was responsible for their injuries and never saw the were-lioness, but that might be a side effect of Lunacy."

As the younger vixen opened the refrigerated door with the badger's remains Marian threw in her own observations. "The injuries on your sister and her girlfriend were rather precise for a savage were-mammal, you know that."

"Which doesn't necessarily mean that Sudenland was a Monster." Luna picked up the smallest shred of Bunga's flesh that she could find, a finger from the looks of things. "He could easily have been a mortal psychotic mammal."

"That's what we're here to find out." Robin added, opening an opaque ziplock bag for the piece of shredded mammal. When Luna had reluctantly placed the finger in it he closed the bag tightly and hid it under his coat.

Leading them back out, Luna tried to act disinterested in what her grandparents were up to next, but a nagging voice in the back of her head wanted to know what they had in store for the sample they'd stolen. There were a number of Monsters that actively preyed upon mammals, and they had different identifying characteristics. And then there was Robyn's entirely unprecedented sudden-onset porphyria, that couldn't be connected, could it? As they reached the exit Luna couldn't help but ask, "what kind of test were you planning to perform on that?"

Her grandfather looked around quickly, seeing nobody else around he pulled the bag back out. "A very simple one." Robin opened the bag and turned it towards the slowly setting sun, almost immediately smoke started pouring out. A few second later the older fox turned the bag upside down, ashes poured out and blew away in the slight breeze.

Luna stared into Robin's face as his ears turned down and his eyes closed in an expression of sorrow and dread. She turned to her grandmother and saw she had the same expression as she spoke. "It's as we feared then."

The young ex-Hunter's mind raced as she tried to think of Monsters that might exhibit those traits. Preying on mammals, predilection for bloodshed, extreme photophobia, there was only one answer. "Oh no," she murmured, faced with the dawning realization of what she was seeing. "Not Robbie, no."

Elsewhere, as the moon rises…

Kion stormed away from his parents house in a fury. Mom was a cop, why weren't they doing more to try and find Kiara? Two of his friends had been savaged by a mysterious bloodthirsty mammal on the same night she had gone missing, why had they seemingly given up so easily? He gazed up at the full moon and thought. Hannah Savage had been blinded and Robyn had been hospitalized, that much he knew for sure, but the school rumor mill had distorted everything else. They were mugged by a badger, they stumbled upon a mammal getting eaten by a Morrigan junkie, there was even one guy who thought they'd been attacked by a vampire and Robyn couldn't stand the sun anymore because she'd been turned by him. And then there was that one rumor that had circulated to him, that the savage mammal who'd ravaged them was a lion, it couldn't have been his sister though, could it?

The teenage lion was jolted out of his thoughts by a stabbing pain in his back. He reached behind himself to yank a metallic tube from his shoulder blade, a red synthetic bristle on one end and a hollow needle on the other. Kion found himself feeling drowsy, staggering as he looked around for the source of the dart. His vision fading he thought he saw a van pulling up beside him and a pair of mammals in black bodysuits rushing out to grab him.

An indeterminate amount of time later Kion found himself tied to a stretcher with thick leather belts, somebody around him talking. "You sure this is him?" One voice said.

"He fits the description of the brother. Teenage lion with a reddish mane. And besides, if it's not him the leeches could use another snack."

"They have been getting restless since we forbade them from going out to hunt. Too big a risk after the last time you know."

"In any case we need to extract a sample for analysis."

Kion saw a figure covered in surgical scrubs approach him, carrying a scalpel with an uncanny gleam to the blade, brighter than any steel blade he'd seen. He tried to squirm away as the figure came close, causing them to turn and call for more tranquilizers.

What did these mammals want with him? A sample? What kind of sample? And what were these "leeches" they were talking about? Did they say the leeches would eat him? Were they responsible for Kiara's disappearance? One thing was clear, he couldn't let them get away with this!

Kion's muscles bulged as he strained against his restraints, pulling and trying to tear the thick leather off of him. He spotted the edge of the belt around his chest fraying just as one of the black-clad mammals came in with a rifle. The sight of the rifle galvanized something in him, suddenly the thick belts seemed no stronger than cellophane, as he ripped his way free and leapt to his feet the other mammals seemed to shrink before him, retreating from his might. He was a lion for God's sake, the king of the jungle!

The mammal with the gun lifted his weapon a second too slowly, Kion's claws reached out and swept the rifle from his hands with no more effort than lifting a large book. In desperation the mammal in scrubs threw his scalpel at Kion, who felt a searing pain as the razor-sharp blade grazed his shoulder. These vermin had to pay for making him bleed!

He swept his arm out and caught the two smaller mammals, slamming them into a wall that dented from the impact. Kion's surprise and curiosity was enough to bring him to tear a hole open in the wall, outside was an abandoned parking lot. They were in the van he'd seen earlier.

Realizing he had a chance to escape and find what these mammals had done with his sister the powerful were-lion leapt through the hole he'd torn into the moon-illuminated night.

Back at the Wilde household

They'd been locked in their tight embrace for what felt like hours before Robyn looked up to the night sky. The full moon hung high over the city as Hannah clung to her more tightly. "Don't leave me," she whimpered, breathing in her scent.

Robyn stroked her girlfriend's ears soothingly. "Don't worry, I was just thinking. I've been stuck in my room ever since I got home from the hospital."

Hannah gave a slight nod in sympathy. "Mom and Dad haven't let me go out since I was blinded. They're worried I might hurt myself."

"I physically can't go outside in daylight, and my Dad is too overprotective to let me go out at night again." Robyn sighed in exasperation as she contemplated the view outside her window again. "Sometimes I think I should just sneak out, jump out that window and run off."

"Think you could take me with you?" Hannah added, cocking an ear out towards the same open window.

Robyn snorted, "honey, I would need to carry you down, and you know that you're… whoa." The orange hybrid had reached underneath her girlfriend with one arm to try lifting her as a way of demonstrating, and found that gravity offered her virtually no resistance. She held Hannah above the floor in one hand, light as a feather.

The striped hybrid reached frantically for some surface to set herself on. "Robbie, did you just lift me up one-handed? When did you get that strong?"

"I don't know?" Robyn responded, lowering Hannah slowly to the floor. "It was like you were practically weightless. I'm going to go check something." She stood up, walking over to her desk on the other side of the room. Judging it carefully, she braced herself and effortlessly lifted the piece of furniture up to her eye-level. "Holy shit!" She exclaimed, dropping it in shock and letting it crash back to the floor, one leg landing on her foot.

"What was that?" Nick's voice called up from downstairs.

"Just moving my desk Dad!" Robyn responded quickly, lifting the desk leg off her foot. "Something fell behind it."

Then her dad's footsteps started towards the stairs. "Are you alright? You're not doing anything untoward up there, are you?"

Robyn looked down at her crushed foot, the skin was broken and it felt like bones had cracked, if not broken, but there was only a drop of blood visible. As she stood there staring, she swore she could feel the bones snapping back into place and the skin knitting already. Thinking quickly she shouted "oh gross Dad! No!" She heard him pause on the way up. "And I'm fine, really."

"If you say so princess." The fox-bunny heard Nick start to walk slowly away from the stairs and she breathed a sigh of relief. As his steps grew more distant Hannah carefully felt her way over to her girlfriend's side, sniffing the air excitedly. She reached out to Robyn's proffered arm and walked her hands down the orange hybrid's side.

"Hannah, what are you doing?" Robyn asked.

Hannah continued down Robyn's leg, sniffing more rapidly as she neared the little spot of blood on her foot. "Your blood smells like his." She replied, and then, to Robyn's shock and astonishment, lapped the blood up with her tongue. "Taste like his too."

"What the hell Hannah?" Robyn said, pulling her foot away and leaping back, falling onto the bed.

"I'm sorry Robbie," Hannah said, crawling towards her again. "After that monster tore out my eyes, after that savage mammal ripped him to shreds, his blood fell on me and I tasted it." She blinked her empty sockets once, twice, and then she was staring blindly straight at Robyn. "The taste energized me, like I'd downed half a pot of coffee, and for a short time I could see again." She thought for a second and shook her head. "No, not quite, I could perceive mammals as colored shapes, but nothing that wasn't alive. I'm seeing you now Robbie, a pale blue and green outline in a black void."

"How is that possible?" Robyn asked out loud. "My blood lets you see? I'm porphyriac, my blood is defective, it doesn't…" She trailed off, something clicking in her head. "The doctor said that I might be treated with regular transfusions if the condition proves to be persistent. That badger drank my blood, could he have had porphyria as well and somehow passed it to me?"

Hannah shook her head. "I think this is beyond normal medicine Robbie. Think about it, sunlight burns you, you have super strength, your blood does weird things to people who drink it, and you developed all these conditions after another mammals sucked out your blood."

The orange-furred hybrid looked back at her girlfriend incredulously as she realized what she was implying. "You can't be serious."

"I am," the blind hybrid stared straight at her as she spoke. "Robyn, I think you're a vampire."