Opening Statement: Why hello and welcome to Chapter 3! whenever this is posted, I hope you enjoy, but a fair warning... another trial of marriage is going to be coming up soon... stay tuned!

Fair warning, the following content is rather... dark in nature, and I highly advise you readers to take this knowledge into consideration before continuing. I'll elaborate further after the chapter is done.

Disclaimer: Chapter 1 for the whole thing.

Clarification Notice: Same for this section.


It had been a few days since the debacle of the "Cash Back" Kendra had given out in the shop, and since then Kendra has been getting better at running the register. Not that the hybrid had given up her musical career; working in the shop with Nelson was sort of a hobby of hers now, and Nelson had to admit, her butt looked amazing in those black pants of hers.

Though that was a small thing compared to what he was witnessing right now; from his spot at the sales counter, he could see his wife chatting with another hybrid, a male hybrid, a male rabbit/fox hybrid for the love of God! He had no doubts in Kendra's faithfulness to him, but something about seeing a male hybrid speaking- no flirting with his wife made his blood boil; the hybrid was lucky that Kendra was there because if she wasn't Nelson would have happily rammed the hybrid buck right through the wall of his store!

"So... you're a rabbit/fox mix too Nathan?" Kendra asked, as she bent over to stock one of the lower shelves, Nelson fuming as he witnessed this Nathan guy openly checking out her rear like a prize to be had before he smiled and nodded.

"Yup, well my mother is an Arctic Hare, and my father was a Silver Fox... he's not around anymore, sadly." Nathan explained, Kendra standing up and turning to face the slightly larger hybrid buck.

"Oh... I'm sorry, what happened to him?" Kendra asked, Nelson rolling his eyes at the display going on before him.

"He's bullshitting so much I can smell it from here!" Nelson thought, even as the hybrid buck sighed and let his ears drop behind his head.

"Lung cancer... he was a chain smoker before he met my mom... and she'd convinced him to quit smoking, and he was around for a bit when I was born... not too long though, I was eight, maybe nine when he finally passed on." Nathan explained, Kendra offering a sympathetic smile before Nelson noticed Nathan's eyes flick to her left paw.

"There we go, he noticed the ring." Nelson thought, as he dealt with a customer at the counter.

"I can't help but notice the gold band there Miss... you married?" Nathan asked, causing Kendra to smile and nod her head.

"Yup, in fact my husband is the one who runs the store... I'm a singer most of the time and-"

"Wait... you're that Kendra? The singing hybrid child of Zootopia's first Rabbit and Fox cop duo!?" Nathan asked, Kendra's ears glowing red as she blushed and then nodded.

"Yup, one and the same... I like to spend my free time in my husband's shop... and my parents are the Sheriffs of the Tri-Burrows now... they occasionally have to go into Zootopia and file something with the ZPD, which is where my older sister Jessica works, but-"

"Kendra! I got a lady here in need of something from the lower shelves, care to help?" Nelson called, Kendra sighing and nodding her head.

"Okay sweetheart! Sorry Nathan, I gotta go-"

"No worries, you do what you gotta do." Nathan explained, watching as the hybrid doe rushed off to help the elderly woman; a black bear with a walker in her paws.

Nelson took this opportunity to approach this hybrid buck, whom for his part gave the buck a confused look before saying anything, "Sir? You appear to have something on your face-"

"They're called "scars" genius, I want to know why you're speaking to my wife like she's on the market for courtship." Nelson explained, Nathan's ears dropping behind his head again before he let out a sigh.

"Look sir... I wasn't trying to be disrespectful to you, but with me being part rabbit, I have a constant... drive if you catch my meaning... and you have no idea how it feels to know that, as a rabbit/fox hybrid, you aren't the only one out there." Nathan explained, Nelson raising a brow and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Alright, I could believe that... if I hadn't seen you ogling Kendra's ass like she was presenting herself to you," Nelson replied, Nathan's eyes snapping wide before he face-palmed.

"I'm sorry sir... it's a hard urge to stop on good days... but every so often I'll find myself checking out a tail or two, and like I explained earlier, seeing one like your own is really rare when you're a hybrid." Nathan explained, Nelson nodding his head and then grinning slightly.

"So, you were also flirting pretty hard earlier... what, is that an "urge" too-"

"Yes, actually it is... I'm not ashamed to admit I'm a bit of a sexual deviant... doctors say it has to do with my bunny and fox instincts being in conflict at times, but I'm proud to say that I've never actually offended against anyone." Nathan explained, Nelson's eyes bugging out a bit at this revelation; this self admitted "sexual deviant" had been talking to his wife! Nathan noticed this and sighed, letting his ears droop fully behind his head, "Look sir... I'll admit that I have a bit of a crush on your wife... but you have no need to worry about me, I'm an upstanding gentleman, a good citizen and, most importantly... I'm also married," Nathan explained, lifting his left paw and revealing his own gold band, Nelson's ears flopping down a bit before Nelson sighed, kneeling down to be eye level with the hybrid.

"Look... I'm sorry for how I acted... you have to understand that-"

Nelson's words fell silent as he heard a quick wooshing sound, followed by an impact as a green dart lodged itself in Nathan's neck, the hybrid's eyes shooting wide before he slumped to the floor unconscious. For Nelson's part, the buck turned around to see where the dart had come from, only to end up with one lodged into his shoulder.

Nelson ripped the dart out, but not before the contents had flooded into his body, already the deer felt himself growing increasingly tired, even as a familiar coyote in a blue suit entered the shop, slipping what Nelson could only guess was a dart gun into his coat before padding over to the drugged deer, kneeling to grin into his face, "You know, where I come from, it's considered... unsavory to lock a man of the church out of your home..." the coyote explained, Nelson's eyes widening as best as they could under the assault of the tranquilizer in his body. The coyote chuckled and patted Nelson on the head, standing up and sniffing at the air a moment before grinning, "Oh... now that's what I like to smell... the scent of my destined mate calling for me... well no worries Kendra... Greg has finally come to claim thee..." the coyote growled, this being the last thing Nelson heard before he completely blacked out.


(not too far away, with Kendra)

Kendra had witnessed the whole thing, and had to fight against screaming in despair when Nelson slumped to the floor like that. Then when she heard this coyote mention her name, and state his own being Greg, she panicked. Greg was the fan who insisted he was destined to be mates with Kendra, and as it would seem, this coyote was ready and willing to do whatever it took to claim his chosen prize.

"What to do, he has my scent, so hiding is out of the question... my Mom and Dad could help, but who knows how many of those darts Greg has- wait a second!" Kendra thought, and in a quick moment of clarity in her panicking she took out her phone and typed out a quick text, hitting the send button and returning the phone to her pocket, just as Greg came around the corner of the aisle the hybrid doe was hiding behind, Kendra shrieking and dashing away from the larger predator even as he laughed, almost acting casual with how he pursued Kendra down the aisle.

"Oh come now Kendra my dear... is that any way to greet your future mate?" Greg asked, Kendra shivering at those words and hoping beyond all hope that her message was received. In another moment of clarity, Kendra pressed her left paw to the spot she was in, leaving her scent there before quietly slipping away to a different section of the store. She had gotten no more than about half way down the produce aisle before a large paw grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, Kendra screaming as she was lifted to stare into the blue and green mixed eyes of her stalker, a wicked grin plastered across his muzzle.

"Honestly Kendra, did you think I'd fall so easily for a "bait-and-switch" like that? Hmm?" Greg asked, the pride in his words at an almost sickening level, even as Kendra trembled in fear.

"Please... please don't hurt me-"

"Oh... dearest kit, you have nothing to fear... I wish not to harm a single hair on your body... so long as you co-operate-" at this point, Greg raised his free paw and extended a single claw, placing it against Kendra's shirt and lightly dragging it along the fabric, "- and... accept your fate... I will be gentle with you during our first mating session," Greg explained, the calm, casual and sickeningly loving tone of the coyote's voice making Kendra shiver a moment before, without really thinking, she kicked the predator in his muzzle as hard as she could, this sudden action causing Greg to yelp in pain and drop Kendra to the ground, allowing her to dash out the door of the shop to try and hide in one of the nearby fields.

Greg quickly recovered, noticing quickly the coppery tang of blood on his tongue; Kendra, his destined mate, had knocked out his left canine tooth, this realization making the coyote growl before he dropped to all fours and rushed out of the shop, having already had his quarry's scent before, the hybrid was easy to track. He had to admit though, he always did love mates with a fire in their soul, it was so much more satisfying to see that flame die as he made them accept their fate under him.

Kendra was terrified, it seemed no matter where she would go and hide, this coyote- this monster would always find her; had she not been in fear of what may happen, she'd have honestly found his determination admirable. But seeing as she was literally playing "cat and mouse" with her most crazy of fans, Kendra had more pressing matters than brief appreciation of character traits.

It would be hours later that Kendra finally ran out of energy, the hybrid doe having managed to prop herself against a large bale of hay to rest, only to glance to her left and see the frenzied face of her assaulter mere inches away; so tired was she that her body had started prioritizing the use of her limbs over the use of her normally sensitive ears, and in the face of total defeat, Kendra started letting her tears fall.

"Please... don't do this-"

Kendra didn't get to finish her plea, as Greg had roughly grabbed her and thrown her to the ground face down, the hybrid doe openly sobbing as she felt the coyote grab the waistband of her pants, not even bothering to slide them down as he simply ripped through them like tissue paper, Kendra screaming in terror as her womanhood was exposed to the open air. Greg chuckled and let out a contented, shuddering sigh upon catching Kendra's feminine scent, leaning over the hybrid's prone body and whispering into her ear, "Dearest Kendra... you were a very... very bad girl... and as much as I care for you-" Kendra tensed upon feeling one of Greg's paws caress her flank, tears streaming down her face before the coyote growled menacingly, "- I simply can't allow you to get away with knocking out my tooth... so, be a good girl, and take this like the bitch you ar- HURG!" Greg's voice suddenly was cut off, and the coyote was effortlessly thrown away from Kendra's body by a few feet. The predator quickly got up and coughed a moment, turning to shoot a glare at his attacker, and coming face to face with a giant, angry polar bear.

"YOU STAY AWAY FROM KENDRA!" Koslov roared, swinging his left paw out and just managing to catch Greg's right arm with a slash, three big red marks left on the canine's arm as he let out a yelp, then growled and pulled out his dart gun, only for Koslov to slap the weapon out of Greg's paw and back hand the coyote a few more feet away, a distinct cracking sound being heard before Greg landed on the ground again.

The coyote slowly stood up again, spitting out a mouthful of blood before he growled at the large bear; how DARE he stop him from claiming what was rightfully his! With only pure rage induced adrenaline fueling his movements, Greg rushed forward and attempted to leap up and latch onto Koslov's neck, only to be grabbed out of the air by his neck and thrown at full strength straight onto his back, the air in the canine's lungs rushing out even as Koslov leaned down to growl into the coyote's face, "Give up. You are done!" Koslov growled, Greg growling a moment before his eyes rolled back and he slumped to the ground, the polar bear sighing in relief before turning to address Kendra, the girl trembling and trying desperately to cover herself up.

Koslov sighed and took out his handkerchief, handing it to Kendra for her to cover up; it was bear sized, so more than enough to act as a makeshift skirt for Kendra to have some modesty. The hybrid then glanced up at the huge bear and grabbed him around the wrist, hugging tightly and screaming into his wrist, letting out the anguish of what had nearly happened to her freely. Before the two mammals left, Koslov had pinned Greg under a hay bale, marked it with a flag made from the torn remains of Kendra's pants, and called the Sheriff's department about a rapist to be picked up.

Once home, Kendra had gotten herself cleaned up and dressed in new clothes, Nelson and that other hybrid Nathan had since come around from their being darted, and Kendra had gone over to her husband and cried into his shoulder, the deer patting her back and hushing her.

"Shhh... it wasn't your fault... just let the hurt out okay hon," Nelson said, even as he glanced towards his polar bear house guest, giving Koslov a look of gratitude for what he had done. The bear then stood up and took out his phone, dialing up a number and speaking to someone in some foreign language, the call only lasting for about thirty minutes before Koslov ended it and put his phone away.

"I stay here now... Mr. Big's orders." Koslov explained, and while Nelson would have normally argued this point, he had to admit; had it not been for the actions of this polar bear, his wife would have been in a lot worse shape than she currently was. So instead the deer simply nodded his head.

"Third door to the right... we have a spare bedroom, make yourself at home sir." Nelson replied, the bear nodding before moving to exit the home.

"I must go retrieve my belongings, I always carry essentials in car." Koslov explained, before he turned and offered his most sincere smile to his new host, which for Koslov came more as a slight grin than anything else, but the gesture was understood, and Nelson returned it to the best of his ability.


(Later that evening)

Kendra was in the kitchen fixing up some snacks, she and Nelson, as well as Koslov whom earlier had completely moved himself into their guest bedroom, had sat down to watch a movie together, and while the hybrid doe seemed to be okay at the moment, in truth she was panicking a bit; much like her father before her, Kendra was determined to not show that what had nearly happened earlier that day was starting to get to her.

"Hey Kendra, where's the popcorn?" Nelson called, as Koslov stood up to go help, only for Kendra to gesture for the bear to sit again; on Mr. Big's orders, Kendra was now essentially Koslov's boss, and what she said he had to do without question.

"I'm getting it hon, and Koslov you wanted anything? Just because your now my underling doesn't mean you aren't entitled to a few luxuries," Kendra replied, Koslov pondering it before gesturing to the fridge.

"I nearly forgot, I brought wine... a gift for being so hospitable in such short notice-"

"Oh... there was no need to do that Sweetie... but thanks anyway-" at this point, Kendra had opened the fridge to find the large bottle inside, groaning in slight annoyance at her stupidity, "- and of course it's bear sized... Koslov, your strength is required." Kendra said, the polar bear standing and walking over to the fridge, leaning over Kendra to grab the bottle.

Though the simple act of Koslov leaning over her was innocent in itself, to the hybrid doe she was now back in that field, her maidenhead exposed as that horrible monster in a coyote's skin leaned over her, and all at once, Kendra's body went stiff.

"I'm a good girl..." Kendra whispered, Koslov glancing to the hybrid doe and swiftly realizing his error, moving himself so that he wasn't leaning over her anymore, but the damage had been done, Nelson stepping over and pulling his distressed wife into his arms and holding her close, even as she slowly started to cry again, "I'm a good girl... I'm a good girl... please, I'm a good girl-"

"I know Kendra baby... you are a very good girl, never forget that." Nelson said, as Kendra softly sobbed into his neck and tucked her tail between her legs, Koslov standing up with the bottle in his one paw, before taking out his phone, scrolling through his apps and opening one that had been his only secret from Mr. Big before turning the phone for Kendra to see.

There on the bear's screen, was Kendra's app, nothing like Gazelle's "Hot Dancer" app mind you, but rather it was a sort of karaoke app, where you picked a song, and you got to try your hand at singing along side a digital version of Kendra; Tyler was to thank for this, having felt that his sister deserved an app like Gazelle had.

Kendra soon found herself starting to grin, that spreading into a smile before she giggled; as awful as Kendra felt to be laughing at one of her fans, it just felt too nice to finally be able to genuinely laugh at something that she didn't care. Also didn't help when the track Koslov had chose to sing was the duet version of the song "Drag me Down", a cover track from a boy band of bison called "One Migration" and while he kept to the right beat, his voice was just too deeply timbered for any sort of singing.

"Yes Kendra, laugh it up as they say... it is good to laugh, yes?" Koslov asked, Kendra chuckling and giggling like mad before calming down enough to offer a genuine smile to her newfound friend.

"Thank you Koslov... so where were we before I went all PTSD on you guys?" Kendra asked, Nelson explaining that she was getting something to snack on as well as having Koslov pour some wine for them.

Soon enough, Kendra found herself snuggled against Nelson's neck, while the deer himself sprawled out on the couch, Koslov was seated comfortably in one of the other chairs, as they had settled on something easy watch on the TV, in this case an episode of "Law and Order: ZPD", which was quickly changed to some other show since the defendant in that episode had been a coyote; Kendra has been through enough already, no need to make her suffer any further.


(The next morning)

Kendra had woken up earlier than normal, though she blamed that on the nightmare she had; in it, she had gone through everything with that coyote all over again, only when it came time for Koslov to rescue her, he never did.

The first thing the hybrid doe had done was take a shower, she didn't feel dirty at all, but at the same time swore she could smell that coyote's scent on her body still, which she attributed with having not cleaned enough the previous night. After the shower, Kendra dried herself off, looking at herself in the mirror and smiling, "Okay Kendra... you're a big girl, you can get over this... sure it wasn't the greatest thing to happen in your life, but you can pull through, because you are a STRONG WOMAN who doesn't take this sort of crap from anyone." Kendra told her reflection, then chuckled and shook her head, "Yeah, like my reflection is going to say something back... great, now I'm going crazy... well, if I'm gonna go insane today, I may as well get breakfast first... can't lose sanity on an empty stomach after all." Kendra said to herself, before she got herself dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue button down t-shirt, making her way to the kitchen and started on making some eggs.

"Kendra, sweetheart you up?" Nelson asked, as he entered the kitchen and saw something that, at any other time would have been funny, but right now considering the events of the previous day, seemed a bit suspicious. Kendra was slumped face first onto the table, the bottle of wine from the night before nearly empty; how Kendra had managed to pour, let alone drink that much of it was not known to him, but in that moment Nelson didn't care, he's seen what traumatic events like Kendra's could do to mammals, heck for a time Nelson himself had suffered something like this after Kendra had clawed into his face in high school, but never had he turned to alcohol or anything else for relief from that stress. "Kendra... my sweet little fluffbutt? Time to wake up." Nelson whispered, the hybrid doe lifting one of her ears up and gazing up at him with a single glassy amethyst eye before lifting herself up fully and smiling drunkenly at her husband.

"Hey- you're that guy who got married to the bunny/fox, right?" Kendra asked, Nelson sighing at how adorable his wife got when she was drunk, but at the same time trying to keep his thoughts straight.

"Yes... that'd be me... listen, Kendra I think you've had enough to drink for... for a week." Nelson explained, placing the nearly empty bottle into the fridge and closing it, Kendra letting out a saddened groan.

"Awww... last call already, don't I get a beer first-"

"Kendra! I don't mean to raise my voice... I understand you've gone through an unwanted trial yesterday... but drinking your sorrows away isn't the solution... trust me hon, I've seen what it can do to mammals-"

"Sir... have I been a bad girl?" Kendra asked, the suddenness of the question catching Nelson off guard, even as he watched fresh tears start to roll down her face, "Please... tell me I'm a good girl... I don't want it again..." Kendra drunkenly sobbed, before Nelson pulled the hybrid doe into his arms and hushed her, petting her drooped ears gently and holding her close. By this time, Koslov had gotten up and dressed, noticed the scene unfolding in the kitchen and simply sighed.

"I'm going out, I bring back breakfast from diner, yes?" Koslov asked, Nelson nodding his head and hushing his wife, even as she calmed down enough to breathe evenly.

In a brief moment of insight, Nelson realized something that could help his wife in recovery, and gently carried her to the recording studio, the hybrid doe looking around in confusion before Nelson sat her on the recording stool, "Okay Kendra... sing your heart out." Nelson said, Kendra tilting her head before she smiled slightly, and without thinking of what to sing, had started into some sort of lively tune, the hybrid doe eventually getting into the full swing of things as Nelson smiled and applauded to his wife.


(Meanwhile, with Greg)

the coyote was not sure where he was; that morning Greg had been removed from his cell in the Sheriff's office and with a bag over his head, had been transported somewhere far away. "Probably the Zootopia Correctional Facility... ahh, I wonder if that Pred-hating lamb is still serving jail time... maybe I could do society a favor and exact some "justice" on her," Greg thought, as he heard the door of the vehicle open, and felt himself lifted out of the car; okay, little rough treatment but nothing unusual, this wasn't his first time in prison.

Something seemed off, however, when Greg was carried into what sounded like a mansion in Tundra Town, "Hmm, odd... could've sworn the correctional facility was in the Rainforest District." Greg thought, as he was shoved onto his knees and had the sack removed from his face.

Immediately, the coyote knew he was NOT anywhere near the prison. There before him, was a dark wooden desk, and on that desk sat, in an extremely tiny chair, a smartly dressed Arctic Shrew.


And cliffhanger away! Not that I think you readers are looking for this Greg guy to survive, I mean come on look what he nearly did right? Anyways, I wrote this chapter after much consideration, discussing it out with other readers both here and on Tumblr, and after I had thought out the best course of action in regards to handling such a dark and delicate topic.

I just want to say something before I go... please, if any of you out there are victims of rape, know that it is not your fault. Whether you be a woman, a man, if you're straight, gay, bi or trans, if you are a victim it is never your fault... and please, seek help in your recovery... I may not have any personal experience with this subject matter, but I know how mentally scarring it can be. Just know that, as long as I'm still here writing stories, I'll be there to support you.

Now, since the PSA moment is over, time for some, hopefully, good news... I have a Tumblr! It's timberwolfalpha on the website, and there I have a list of Zootopia related posts, and some random stuff, I have yet to link my FanFiction account to the page, but I'll get to that soon, anyways, I'm TimberWolf, and aside from the dark turn this chapter took I hope you enjoyed, leave your comments in the box below, and I'll see you, in the next update PEACE!