Hey all, DLW here with a new chapter. I'd like to thank all the readers (5k+ views on FF, 1000+ on DA and 900+ on AO3), follows, fav's and reviews and for your feedback it makes writing all the more fun. And now, chapter 4 comes to an end, moe at the bottom. Disclaimer: Zootopia and its characters are copyright Disney. (I own none of the characters in the story aside from the O/C's.).
The Dystopian Society
Chapter Four: Bite Sized
'Take Out'
"When I sat next to you, you whispered and I asked 'What were you trying to say?'"
[February 4, 'Nocturnal District' 9:27 PM]
Judy cast her gaze reflectively upon the lowly tinted windows of the cruiser. The slow rocking and rhythmic bumps of tires on brick-paved path was soothing and isochronal. Even stopping frequently as there were very few stoplights, but numerous stop sign's, the llama's driving was nothing but on point to help her relax and egress her focus to her thoughts.
She had been sitting in the back seat with Nick, wondering if she made the right choice in letting the fox go un-cuffed for the duration of the ride. Sure, he wasn't causing trouble as he continued to read from the list given to him and sneaking small bites of his leftover meal; but the fact still stood that she, on her own accord, made the call to let him do so.
'Why didn't you put him in cuffs? He's a predator, a FOX. Don't you remember? What if he tries to attack you again?' Her forethought cried out, mindlessly glancing over to him and catching the slightest brim of him smile back to her.
In doing so, she returned to gazing out the window, watching the nightlife stroll by on every corner with citizens of every kind walking the streets. She thought of the time she had here, how so many things had changed in just a few hours that she had never heard of in years on the force.
From the district itself, to the crazy conspiracy theorist badger that nearly cost her life, though admittedly her fault, kind of; then from tame collar wearing gazelle, to the same mammal being adopted by a family of tigers, and she was considered dangerous and predatory even by their standard.
So much was on her mind, and so many things weighed heavily in her thoughts that all she could do was heavily sigh. It wasn't that she was saddened by her departure, or even tired from the copious amount of sugar she had, but some things still bothered her. Why was everything so different from what she had experienced from predators before? Why, in one day, did nothing make sense to her anymore?
Entrenched in this thought, her eyes strayed over to Nick once more. Though never turning her head to see him, she watched him as though he were a stranger anew, someone different that she hadn't met that morning, someone that wasn't-
She never noticed her paw stretching up and reaching the long gone piece of her ear. As she felt it, she shuddered and tore away her arm as if it were a venomous sting; snapping her out of her stupor of thought and forcing her to cringe in complete disgust at her own misgivings.
'Never trust a fox.' The deadening voice rang through her head, monotone and demanding. Its silent tone only reaching her, though she could swear from the way her ears stood on end that it was the mandate of a mammal, colossal in stature.
So loud was the voice, that she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, readjusting her posture as she felt her ears were on fire. Finally, after a moment, she felt at least a little at ease; being able to hear the gruff voice of the black sheep ahead of her and the boisterous chide of the llama seated next to him.
She huffed, not daring to look at the ruddy passenger next to her as she recalled the mantra that echoed throughout her being. With a pinched lip and forming sigh, she quietly mouthed, 'Never... trust... a-'
"We're here. Central Spire"
The voice startled her a little, though its familiarity lessened the blow. The llama, DelCorre, smiled promisingly at her through the grated metal window of the car. He tilted his head with the resounding click of the door and awkwardly slipped out of the vehicle. Though Judy had never once seen a llama make their way into or out of a car, it was comical, to say the least. To have witnessed a literal game of 'limbo' as he tried to avoid hitting the roof from the un-customized car and his height.
She softly chuckled from the display, shaking her head at the motion as he popped open her door and idly scratched his head. She hopped out quickly and had to somewhat shield her eyes when she was met with a rather gracious and albeit intense light just beyond him.
From what she could see, it was a rather large structure that clashed with the natural setting of the cave. The ground appeared to be a dark marble platform with gates that shone brilliantly in the midst. Several mammals stood by idly chatting, fully dressed in white uniforms and waving at others that came and went from silver colored and glass set doors.
Taking a few steps forward, she heard a second set of feet hit the hard stone ground. She turned from the beaming light to see the smiling reynard rightly standing and securing his glasses to the ample ambient light. With the clack of his toes, he thanked the officer who in turn saluted him back before awkwardly setting himself in the car again. Doors shut, the two waved goodbye at Judy and headed down the street without a second word.
She waved them on, gaining a better feel of her surroundings and now being left alone with Nick again. Though part of her mind continued to repeat her mantra, she bit her tongue and took a moment to adjust her eyes to the blinding light before her, and somehow above.
"Why is it... brighter?" She asked, more to herself than to Nick in particular.
For whatever reason, she could see that the cave was slightly less dark than when she had first gotten there. Where she could make out the faint bulbs set in the ceiling before, now she could see more detail, though it still paled in comparison to natural sunlight.
She heard him chuckle behind him, forcing her to turn and face him as she couldn't ever bear to have her back turned to him for more than a moment. She was met with him grinning smugly, peeling his transition glasses off enough to give her the faintest glimmer of his green eyes.
"Oh, that." He chuckled, pointing to the cave ceiling. "They turn up the lights here around now just a little," He shrugged, pulling his glasses back on and walking towards Judy. "Makes it easier on everyone if it's not too dark, and reminds them it's time to get up."
As he walked by, she stared a little more, gasping in awe that, despite everything she thought the district would be, it wasn't ever truly 'dark'.
He paused for a moment, shaking his head at her gleeful stare before he padded away.
"If you like this, then you should see their light shows on the holidays." His voice resonated with a cheerful tone. "Christmas is the best. They do a whole planetarium and cosmos thing."
Smiling at the realization, she resumed following the fox. She trailed close enough as to stay within reach but noticed his idle tail swishing as he yawned and stretched. She too would have been infected by the contagion, but with fresh caffeine coursing through her veins, she resisted.
They approached the gates and were welcomed by a plethora of smiling mammals, but were waved over by a white coated ewe towards their sized gate. After walking through and having her escort them to a set of elevator doors, she pressed the call button for the lift, thanked them for their visit, and walked back over to her station.
Nick stood there idly picking at his coat seam while they waited, though Judy faired no better in her boredom. She couldn't tell whether it was from the coffee or just her natural habit, but she had to force herself to stop rocking back and forth on her feet.
In a few minutes, the elevator reached its destination with a lazy beep. A cold rush of air emitted when the doors opened and they quietly stepped in. It automatically closed behind Judy, making her silently thankful that this was an option for future visits.
As they heard the slow turning of cables and saw the soft blue lighting of the elevator, they felt the room as a whole make its ascent to the world above.
Judy sighed, leaning into one of the sides of the elevator car. The cold floor was something she could have done without, but she soon noticed that she could see out of the door and therefore out into the district itself. She inched her way over, seeing the beauty of the city below as it became smaller and smaller.
The one thing that caught her attention, even as she did this, was Nick fumbling with the paper and looking out as well. Her curiosity peaked as he looked out the glass in a pensive manner.
"Any names look familiar?" She asked, breaking the deep silence.
He was startled at first, taking his focus away from the glass and now turned more so to the paper.
"A few, but..." He sighed. "Some of them I don't recognize immediately. I can already tell they're nicknames."
Judy pulled herself away from the glass, looking him square in the eye. "Is that a problem?"
He blinked a few times, looking at the note for a little longer before grinning widely.
"Shouldn't be," He reassured her. "I know everybody."
Once-overing his features, she sighed and resumed her gaze outside. They were surprisingly high up, but still, the city lights were in sight. Seeing her own reflection in the foreground, she let her mind wander to and fro. So many questions appeared from the case to her own curiosities, she couldn't think of how to ask what information she wanted from the fox.
"So, you've known Gazelle for a long time?" Her question was an enigma to her, something prattled out of the corner of her unconscious thought.
In doing so, however, she heard the fox sigh. Not knowing what his response would be, she watched as he pressed his paw up to the glass and bowed his head as if it was a heavy burden placed on him.
"Yeah..." He said somberly, pausing to place the note in his inner coat pocket. "She was... the first tamed prey that I've ever actually met. Clawhouser introduced me to her when we were in high-school."
Intrigued, her nose twitched. She hadn't thought that they knew each other for that long; but then again, she didn't know much about him until today.
A thought occurred to her, forcing her to look out to the diminishing city. "Did... she ever come to your park?"
A deathly silence coursed its way through them, and at first, he didn't even move. He continued to stare listlessly outside, only drawing breath when his paw slipped off the glass and to his side.
"When the park opened, I didn't invite her at first." He answered, now seeing his reflection as the city disappeared further and further away. "I had my license and everything was up and running, I was even her vet at the time."
He paused, watching the last bit of the city disappear before being replaced by a wall of smooth lit stone.
"Heh...It's kind of funny," He backed away from the door and chuckled, his paws dangling freely by his side. "I had known her for years and she was the one of the nicest mammals I've known... Yet I was still reserved about her being there despite going to her restaurant all the time."
Judy was about to ask what made him change his mind, but he beat her to it.
"I thought she would sell us out," He admitted, finally resigning himself to lean against the wall and stare at the ceiling. "Being a prey mammal in a predator's paradise and all. But I knew it wasn't true."
His tone, she noticed, began to drop sharply.
He eyed his paws, huffing at the distant memory. "I realized the mistake I made by excluding her," He turned to face her. "I knew then that I was no different than..."
Judy watched as one of his paws carelessly drifted to his neck, grasping his collar unwittingly. With her eyes focused there, saw him flinch and quickly move his paw to his shoulder, scratching it and weakly smiling.
"The next day, I called her and told her to come straight to the clinic when she had a chance." He began to chuckle a bit, gaining a questionable eye from Judy. "To this day I have no clue on how she got there in a ten minutes."
Judy thought for a moment, with the rate the elevator's going and the distance from here to the theme park, she knew it was impossible.
"She was the first prey mammal there, and one of the few that ever came by often," He went on, feeling the elevator slow its ascent. "I even let her and her brothers run a concessions booth in their off time."
They heard the creak of the motor die down.
"Gazelle only really ever sang though," Nick mused, swishing his tail and shrugging at her antics. "Her voice brought a lot of attention to the park. We once got a night dedicated to her music, and it was beautiful."
As the elevator came to a stop, the bing of the sound system let them know they arrived. When the doors opened, Nick casually stepped out and into the lobby followed closely by Judy. Unlike below, the area was a large building instead of open space; it was set with smooth granite floors and dim overhead lights, far less lavish than the district they left.
Walking off the elevator, it was about the same, stations set with several mammals greeting others and calling elevators. They were ushered over by a beaver wearing the same clothing as the ewe that sent them to the surface. After getting through the gate and strolling through the door of the building, they were finally outside and back in Sahara Square.
Judy took a deep breath as she was back to the world that she knew. Streetlights guiding citizens, sirens wailing as cars speeded by, countless buildings under a moonlit and starry sky. It was the same city she had known for years, but it seemed different from when she was in the Nocturnal District, even the air seemed to taste drier than she remembered.
"You know where you parked?" Nick's voice came to her, causing her to flinch.
While she had remembered where she parked, she had no clue as to where that would be from here. Nervously, she shook her head. She had to get back, and she needed the only lead they had, the one he currently held.
Nick shook his head as well, but grinned while doing so. He shrugged his shoulders and began to walk down the sidewalk. "Just follow me then, Carrots."
She felt her paw clutch from the name but didn't feel the same anger as before. She couldn't explain why, but something had changed her train of thought. Whereas before, she would have cuffed him before even leaving the restaurant, now she allowed him to lead her unchained and above ground.
Yet despite her change in stance, she was still cautious. She trailed behind him only a few feet away, still hearing the voice call to her 'Never trust a fox.'
Before they even made it past the first block, she felt her pocket buzz. She quickly pulled out her cell phone and took a look at who it was.
To her surprise, the small screen display lit up reading '37 new messages' for her to sort through. Nearly gasping at this, even worse than that, was that they were all from Jack.
As quickly as she could, she unlocked her phone and began to dial his number, never finishing it as his contact showed up as calling her right then. Immediately she answered.
"Hey, Jack." She voiced, keeping her eye on Nick.
"JUDY!" He replied, shouting over the line and forcing the doe to remove the phone for a moment.
Shuddering as she lowered the volume, she placed the phone in her other ear to listen.
"I've been trying to reach you for hours," He sounded panicked, the clear roar of an engine in the background. "Are you okay?"
She paused for a moment to recount the things that happened to her, but nothing she experienced was too traumatizing, aside from a haircut.
"Yeah, I'm fine," She said sheepishly, scratching at the spot of missing hair that she now missed. "I guess my phone coverage doesn't apply to the Nocturnal District."
To her point, she hadn't even thought of how her phone would work deep underground. Had she not had Jack's colleague watch her, her only means of communication would be her radio. Her jaw dropped now seeing the situation in hindsight, she wasn't fully prepared.
She heard him sigh and then breathe deeply. "Did you get the document?"
She looked ahead to watch Nick, still strolling under the city's dim lighting. For a moment, she kind of missed seeing the streets below and how vibrant they were. For now thought, she was happy to have accomplished her task.
"Yeah, Nick has it on him," She replied hastily. "He said he knows some of the names already, but it'll take some time to get all of them together."
She heard the revving of the car engine grow louder.
"Good work," Jack avowed. "But I still need to pick him up so you can go home for the night."
Hearing that she was to be finally relieved of duty, for now, she mentally made notes of what she would do when she got back. Though she had dozens of questions to ask Jack, his absence left her wondering. "Where are you?"
A bit of static sang its way through her phone. Or maybe it had been her imagination when she heard nothing but silence for a full minute.
"We had a bit of..." Jack drawled, emphasizing his dilemma. "An emergency situation, we're heading to the underground for a few."
Judy's ears perked up. Her eyes barely ever left Nick, though he seemed to be carefree in his stride.
"We just left there." She stated as a fact.
She felt as though she should stop and call the fox back, but Jack's next words stopped her.
"Then we'll just have to miss you." He replied in a singsong tone.
Not sure whether it was a joke or what he truly meant, she decided to press the situation.
"Did you... need me to bring him to you?" She offered, picking up her pace to catch the fox before he went further. "We can go back to the elevator and-"
"NO!"
She again peeled the phone away from her, reeling from the pain of having acute hearing. It took her a moment to lower the volume and switch back to the other ear before thinking to ask for an explanation.
"Sorry," He apologized before she had the chance. "I meant... no, stay away from the Nocturnal District for now."
He sounded distressed, clearly, something was off. Something disastrous certainly happened, she was sure of it.
"Jack?" She said weakly.
She could hear screeching through the phone, the car was turning sharply.
"See if you can take him back to the precinct for a little while, I'll pick him up from there when we're done here."
Still not understanding what was going on, Judy's eyes stayed still on Nick. Though now she had one last stop before home, she wondered how things would turn out with the information he had. Still, she complied. "Alright."
She felt herself sigh and reach for the 'call end' button on her phone, but she stopped herself before she had the chance to press it. She had questions that weighed heavy in her mind, and now that she had him on the phone...
"Hey, Jack, you mind if I ask you a question?" She hastily spoke, hoping that he wouldn't hang up seconds later.
After a pause and a second screech she heard him answer. "Sure, I've got a moment."
Taking a breath of relief, she scratched the back of her head. Her eyes darted around, looking for the words. "H-have you..." Forming the question was harder than she imagined.
She heard a light laughing. "I have many things, but what is it you're asking for?"
His voice was calm and welcoming despite his clear urgency from before. She composed herself and quickly thought of what she was going to ask. From everything she had seen and done in the underground, one question was all she could find.
"Have you ever heard of prey wearing tame collars." Her tone was meek, no more than a whisper. She only saw Nick's ears twitch when she had asked, hoping that he didn't hear it fully.
The question given, she heard another screech of tires, followed by a rocking noise that echoed away from her phone. If she didn't know better, then it sounded like the car hit a bump or two before skidding.
With no response, she cupped the phone to her ear. "Jack?"
This time, there were more voices, shouting as well as Jack's own calm collected one.
"Well, that's a coffee." She heard him reply.
'And a headlight.' A voice, deeper than his and gruff sounding scolded.
'Can it!' It was his voice again, shouting at the other.
'Don't forget the radiator.' Yet another sassed, feminine and closer sounding to the call.
She heard a terrified gasp, followed by a soft padding noise. 'She is gonna kill me.' Jack replied.
Curious as to who these disembodied voices were, Judy thought back to what she knew about Jack's organization and the fact that he said that 'we' have trouble. No doubt appeared in her mind that they were his colleagues.
"Who is-"
On the cusp of asking what he meant, she was cut off by Jack once more. "Judy, how long have you been on the force?"
The question was flat and lifeless as if it were an interrogation or interview. She didn't have to think long as she recalled the proud day she received her badge. "Six years, why?"
Ever so slowly, the car revved up again.
"I'm guessing it's because you've been assigned to the predator species program at your job, that you've never heard of them. So when you were assigned, you were pitted to patrol and detain more predators than prey." He stated it as fact without ever making any inclination or waiver in his tone.
She held her phone, staring forward and dumbfounded at what he said. "The... what?"
He paused again, before sighing. "Tell me, how many prey mammals have you arrested over the years versus predators?"
She actually had to think back for a moment. In her years of service, what was her number for that side again? Mentally doing the math, she came up with one answer.
"Only a few prey," She admitted, thinking of any way to justify her response. "On minor offenses."
She waited for him to respond, but cringed at the scolding tone. "And predators?"
Her eyes fell solely on Nick who continued his stroll, even past others who shared the street with them. They had passed several blocks and the landscape was becoming slightly familiar. The number, so numerous she had one answer. "Hundreds of arrests."
He hummed in agreement. "Then you would have likely, like quite a few other officers, have never had to deal with collared prey on a daily."
That question out of the way made room for yet another pressing matter. "Are there a lot of them? Prey wearing tame collars?"
If Nick hadn't heard her before, he certainly did now as he tilted his head back with a melancholy stare.
"Uh, hold on a sec." Jack replied.
'Hey, what's the ratio for tamed prey in the city?' She heard him ask, likely to the others with him.
'About what, fifty percent?' She heard the gruff voice answer.
She pressed the phone to her ear, her head filled with unfathomable horror. "Fifty percent!"
'No. See, this is why I never trust your math.' Jack retorted.
'...I mean about fifty percent of the predator population.' The deep voice corrected. 'So about...four, five percent of prey total I think was the last demographic.'
'I still don't trust your math.'Jack admitted, she could hear him snicker.
'And you don't have the math skills of a bunny.' The stranger's voice answered him with a huff.
"Yeah, it's about four or five percent of the prey population." She finally heard Jack answer her with assurance in his voice.
'Aww, he trusts you.' The feminine voice called out, uttering groans from them both.
Thought she was thankful that she wasn't blind to the public entirely, it made her feel no better that there were that many prey bound to collars.
Still more questions. "How did that happen? When did that start happening?"
While they still chatted in the background, Jack's voice was clear. "It was that way from the beginning when the clause was made. Or was it from Lucian's revisions?" He started to laugh. "Heh, legend has it that the first mammal to wear a tame collar was a zebra."
Judy couldn't find any reason to think that was funny but did imagine another black stripe for a zebra as redundant.
From this, she scratched her head. "So... anyone can have one?"
She could feel the heaviness in his tone when he huffed. "I see why you're concerned, but trust me when I say that you have to do something serious, or have multiple repeat offenses to get one."
She remembered her few traffic mishaps.
"Some choose it over jail-time." He added.
She nodded in response, recalling how Gazelle's family chose the collar instead of further punishment. Though in hindsight, she couldn't tell what was a worse fate for prey.
Idly, she felt herself scratch her neck. From the time she had seen Gazelle wearing one, she thought to herself about another possibility. "Have you ever seen a rabbit with one?"
"A handful, but they don't show up too often." Jack answered, pausing for a moment before furthering his speech "In fact, most tame prey live in the Nocturnal District than any other."
Taken aback by the fact that her species wasn't immune, she pushed the thought back in favor of the second response. "Why?"
'Because they mostly come out at night.' She heard the sassy voice call out eerily.
She could swear that she heard something being thrown.
"It's because a lot of them don't really like being seen, they find it embarrassing. Some even try to hide their collars or live alone," He assured her before he began chuckling. "So I would say don't do anything drastic because there could very well be a tame collar out there someday with your name on it."
Horror filled her eyes and she almost dropped her phone entirely. Even with his laughing, she felt her blood run cold.
"Jack!" She scolded him.
Yet, his laughter didn't stop. "What? I'm just being honest."
'Yeah, until you have to return this car.' The gruff voice returned and forced him to stop laughing.
'It just needs paint!' He rebutted.
'Good luck explaining that to her.' The sassy voice laughed back at him.
She had to stifle a laugh of her own as she could hear what sounded not only like colleagues, but more so friends berating Jack for his antics.
"Anyway," Jack broke away from their conversation. "Head to the precinct and drop him off, I'll pick him up once were done. We're heading down now."
Given the order, Judy nodded in agreement. "Alright."
She ended the call on her phone as they rounded the corner of the next block. The area, far more familiar than what she had sped through earlier, was now all coming back to her.
A few citizens populated the sidewalks here and there, some heading in her direction and others pacing away. Down the street, she could see her cruiser, sat under a streetlight and parked next to the abandoned house that she thought served as their way down.
She smiled as the sight was welcoming her, though she still couldn't figure out why they didn't take the elevators in the first place. Shrugging the idea off, she placed the phone back in her pocket and trailed just behind Nick.
"So, where to?" He turned to face her with a new forming grin. How much of her conversation he had heard was a complete mystery to her.
She shook her head and fumbled around for her car keys.
"I gotta drop you off to the precinct for a while," She replied, finding the keys and turning to see his grin fade. "Just until Jack gets back."
Whether she said that because of his demeanor, or because it was Jack's command, she couldn't tell. Either way, they approached the car and she heard him laugh.
She turned to him with a quizzical stare, but he shrugged his shoulders "He must be going out for happy hour, they have plenty of bars in the underground."
The thought alone made her smirk. Though she knew it wasn't true, the idea that he and his colleagues would do something to skip out on work, like some of her colleagues did on a daily, brought a smile to her. Jack had a reputation for his work, it wasn't possible for him to be just lackadaisical at his job.
She shook her head at the thought, bringing herself back to the reality that she had to finish her job and go home. Finding her keys she unlocked her car and stepped forward to the rear doors to usher the fox in.
As the door popped open, she heard a high-pitched whistling noise. She gasped as she felt a hot sting in her neck, forcing her to lurch over and cringe at the sensation. Her paw instantly cupped at whatever it was as she turned to see Nick's smile turned mortified. She took a step back in fear, pressing herself against the tire and pulling on the object lodged in the side of her neck. To her dismay and immediate shock, it was a small red and green dart.
'Never trust a fox.' She heard whispered to her.
"Carrots?" Nick called to her in a panic, pacing forward and stopping only a foot away to reach out to her.
She watched in horror as a cloaked figure emerged from behind him, with yet another by their side. The two shadows menacingly stood there, nearing Nick as he reached out. She didn't know who they were, but from the low light shining on them, they appeared... canine.
She felt sluggish and heavy, her vision blurred as she heard Nick yelp. He tried to reach for his neck, but a sudden crack of electricity forced him to the ground. From her sight, she could see he tried to get up, but one of the tall figures stood above him and forced him back down. A shadowed object clutched in their paw fell on him moments later.
"Judy..." She barely heard him call.
'Never!'
She slumped, feeling tired and her sense of hearing started to fade. With one last attempt, reached for her taser, never getting the chance to clutch it as she felt a heavy force crash into the side of her head. She couldn't even move her paw to sooth the soreness she felt.
'Trust!'
Numbed by the pain, and darkness flooding her vision, she attempted to cast one last glance above her to try and see her assailant. It was of no use as her eyes could never leave the ground. Nick was facing her and all she could do was whisper.
'a fox...'
Her vision had faded, her hearing had deafened, and her thoughts... had drifted away.
* Next time on Zootopia Au: Predation *
It's the mistakes that we make that drive us
Through harsh lessons, we're brought to ourselves
Endure the path that will lead us to the revelation of who we are
"I... I'm not a monster, Judy."
Her whole body went numb. The feeling of fangs at her neck, forcing her to tremble.
"What fancy jewelry they gave you. Huh, Nicholas?"
"I quietly reached for you, shaking as I tried to tell you. 'I'm trying not to be afraid... to be around you.'"
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