*sigh* Alright…. I'm finally well rested and back in business. I had some things to deal with and now I can finally get to writing again. But with school and things at home to deal with, my life is a little crazy.

HOWEVER! I will not stop slaving away for those of you who actually care what I have to say and write. To those who do, thank you very much. I appreciate you. You are part of what keeps me sane. Not that I'm very sane to begin with, so….

Anyway, I hope that you like this chapter and follow, favorite, maybe leave a review, and take that inspirational song head on! Today, I'm listening to Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult. Great song by the way. Anyway, enjoy!

"Get down, now!" Arden began to yell. He had pulled his pistol out from his holster and had his back pressed against a reinforced steel desk. Nick hadn't had time to grab a weapon, so all he had was his person and a small pocket knife that he kept on his mammal at all times.

Having pressed his back against the same metal table that Arden was at, he grumbled to himself that he was worried about Judy. He had seen Judy jump behind the reception desk. Surprisingly, the desk was rather strong and resistant. A bullet whizzed by his head. The mammals shooting were using real guns with real bullets. Arden grunted beside him, but not in pain.

"Now I want to know how they got those guns." He growled lowly. Nick's ears twitched as a magazine clicked into place in the gun that the wolf held. "Let's see if I'm still as good as I remember."

"You're not planning on killing them, are you?" Nick asked. Arden looked over to him, surprise written on his features.

"No, the mag I just slipped in has sedative bullets in it." He told the fox. He chuckled a little bit before switching the paw to his left. Nick furrowed his brow.

¨Aren't you right pawed?¨ Nick asked the wolf. He nodded to him. ¨Yet you're using your left.¨ Again, the wolf nodded. Without another word, he turned the corner and started firing. His shots were spread out in time, as if he was taking precise aim at them in certain places. He had fired three times before he pulled back behind the table. The bullets that were whizzing by had stopped.

'Did he just take them all out on his own?' Nick asked himself. His ears perked as a cry let out from the wolf. He gripped his left shoulder that was now bleeding freely. He grit his teeth, growling lowly.

"I guess there are more than I initially thought." he growled almost to himself. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, Arden held his gun up and checked the magazine in it. It seemed to to be mostly full. He continued to grumble to himself as he shoved the mag back into his gun and took a look off the corner of the table. A bullet zipped by his nose and he snapped his head back behind the table.

"Sniper, second floor on the building across the street. About five hundred feet away. Far enough that I can't reach him with this." He held up his pistol for reference. "I need something like an assault rifle or a sniper." Just as he said that, a bullet ripped through the table just next to him. The both of them threw their bodies down to the floor.

Another shot rang out, but this one was a lot closer in origin than the one that had just put quite the hole in the table. Arden lifted his head and looked around, searching for the source of the shot. Turns out that Bogo had somehow found a sniper and taken out the one across the street.

Nick let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. They had been pinned for what felt like hours. 'Wait, why didn't we get any backup?' Nick asked himself as he regained his thoughts. There had been several patrols already out, and he knew that someone had to have radioed them in.

As he finished his thought, several patrol cars pulled up and skidded to a stop. The fox chuckled to himself. Even his colleagues were late to get somewhere. Him and Judy would have been there much faster. Most likely due to the rabbit's sometimes reckless driving habits. He chuckled again.

"I want all of these mammals taken somewhere so they can be questioned when they wake up! Anyone who suffered injuries, get to the medical center! And someone go get that sniper!" Bogo roared in annoyance. It pulled everyone out of their stunned state and got them moving. Two rather large officers started down the road to go get the sniper, and any other started taking the bodies of the sleeping mammals away.

"Wilde, Hopps, are the two of you okay?!" Bogo roared. From behind a counter, Judy swung out and ran over to him.

"I'm okay." She looked over at Nick, seeming to check him for injuries. When her eyes found his legs, they widened. The fox finally looked down after having looked at this partner in confusion. He was bleeding. Not much, but enough to be noticed. As he realized it was there, he felt the stinging that affected the area around him. He gritted his teeth slightly.

Arden rose and began walking towards the medical center, holding his left shoulder. He had already holstered his weapon, it seemed, yet he didn't show any signs of being in pain. Not even the signs that his teeth were pressed together. Nick had to admit, the wolf was much tougher than he looked.

The fox finally took a look around. Initially, the gang of unidentified mammals had burst in and started shooting. There were five fatalities on the police side. All of them were different species. None of them Nick knew very well. And he knew everybody.

"Wilde, get to the medical center to get that patched up so it doesn't get infected. I don't need any more officers down than I already have." Bogo said as he passed the fox to help out with getting the wounded sniper into the questioning room. He lifted the jaguar easily, carrying him by the scruff of his neck.

With the help of Judy, Nick limped to the medical center, where a honey badger was gesturing for them to enter. She was rather energetic about it. It was odd. She was rather wide, yet moved like she was still in her younger days.

"Alright, what have we got here?" She asked more to herself than to the fox. She took his leg and looked at the wound. She made a sort of clicking sound as she did. "You just got grazed. You'll be fine as long as you walk on it some." She told them as she started grabbing supplies to clean the wound and patch it up. She was mumbling something to herself, but Nick didn't want to pry.

Once she was done and he was able to put some pressure on it, Nick walked back out into the main area, where mammals were bustling and trying to clean up. Janitors were cleaning up bullets and blood splatters, the larger mammals were carrying bodies with sullen faces. Even Judy looked downfallen.

Nick couldn't blame her though. With all the deaths happening lately, how could she not be a little down? Even he was feeling the weight of it deep under his 'mask' of placid emotionlessness.

"Well, let's get them some closure. They need to know." Arden was saying, a sling around his left arm. He was talking to one of the other officers, a rhino that Nick didn't recognize. He nodded sadly and walked away. "You two, I need you two to go home for now. You've probably some things to think about. Besides what you have to do tomorrow." The wolf said without turning to look at them.

The fox and bunny duo looked at each other and shrugged. They walked out of the precinct, Judy still keeping a watchful eye on Nick. He smiled a little wider. His partner was worried about him.

'Maybe that's because you're her partner on the force.' He told himself sternly.

'Yeah right.' Another side of him said, arguing. He imagined it to be immammalating Finnick. He shook his head slowly, not believing that he would have a voice in his head that sounded like his long time friend. Every now and then, pain would shoot up through his legs, making him wince.

On the other side of town….

"Well, it seems that it worked. Good, good." A rather raspy voice said, especially for such a young mammal. His hooded face held a smile, along with a scar. He was watching a screen, but it didn't illuminate his face any more than his muzzle.

He knew that the four he had sent were good at what they did, but they were dispensable. They knew this, and they knew he would terminate them if they talked. The main threat was incapacitated for the moment. The other would be more of a threat since he wasn't as injured. The mammal sneered to himself, knowing that the main threat would bounce back faster than most and would be back on his tail.

"Sir, what do we do while he's healing?" A large and rather bulky rhino asked him from behind. He was a subordinate, yet trusted by the mammal. Along with the lean and tall leopard, they were his two best operatives. He could trust them, and yet they trusted him, even though they didn't know what he looked like under the hood.

"We're going to continue our research on our little project." He said, coughing a few times. He had a plan. And he would carry it out no matter what it meant. His half cut off tail swayed lightly behind him. His ears twitched as he heard someone stepping as lightly as they could. He waited until he knew they were close enough to him, then whipped around, a knife in his paw. The offending mammal started to jump back, but was too late. The knife went straight through his shirt and into his chest.

The cheetah coughed, spilling blood onto the hooded mammals' muzzle and on his white hood. The smile on his face made him seem mad. He lifted his head a little, enough for the light to make his eyes glint a deep blue. The cheetah's eyes rolled back, and he fell back, lifeless. The hooded mammal pulled his knife out and wiped the blood off on the cheetah's clothes and slid it back into his cloak.

"Someone clean this mess up. I don't want to see or smell death in this room any more than I have to." He said as he gestured for mammals to move. Immediately, several mammals started moving to take care of the body. "If anyone else wants to try for my life, you're more than welcome. Just know that the outcome will be just the same as you just witnessed. A chorus of 'yes sir's rang in his ears, making his smile widen.

He chuckled to himself, knowing that they would stay loyal to him as long he kept up his reputation. It was rather easy to win someone over when he had promised them a better life. Most of the mammals that worked for him were off the streets. Most living in a box, without money, family that could take care of them, or anyone to call friend. He found it rather sad, though it didn't seem like he did. This made him smile even more. They all had their own freedom. On one condition. They could not reveal anything about their organization or their involvement with it.

If they did, and he found out about it, they would die. Right then, right there. No matter the circumstances.

Oh, hello again! I didn't see you there. Anyway, I have a new chapter for you all! And a warning. I have a new game, and it's awesome. Gonna need to spend a lot of time on it though….

Ah whatever! I'll still have a new chapter out to you guys as soon as possible. Now, this one is a little longer and came later, but I think you'll like what I've done with the place (please tell if you do. I'd love to hear it).

Now, ONTO THE REVIEWS!

MetalFox2013: I'm glad you like it! And thank you for telling me. I already made the edit.

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Anywho, I hope you all liked what you read and hope you will wait patiently for me to finish my game. And then come back to you. Oh, wait, did I say that out loud…? Crap….

May inspiration light you paths,

Leon.