No comment. Again, next chapter'll be more interesting.
And (hopefully) a hell of a lot longer.
Judy Hopps was going to die.
She knew it.
All of the hired thugs in the room knew.
Her untimely death appeared to begin when the wolf, who had brought her into the small room, violently threw her against one of the walls. She hit the wall hard, legs first, and felt an incredible pain in her right leg.
It didn't need much explaining to tell that her leg had been snapped, looking at the torn skin and the blood pouring out
She cried out in pain, but it didn't stop what happened next.
Another thug, an otter, walked over to her, and proceeded to punch her in the stomach, causing more pain.
So this is it, she thought, sadly, after the otter stopped punching her in the stomach, of course. No kits, no promotion, no finally telling Nick...
At this point, she was nearing death. She cried, realizing Nick would never know. Her body was beaten and battered, but nothing was worse than holding Nick's lifeless body, knowing that he'd never know the truth.
Of course, there was the possibility of an afterlife, where she could see Nick again, be with him for all eternity. But she didn't think about this, too busy thinking about Nick.
Then, like Nick, the wolf came up and grabbed her throat with one hand, picking her up like a ragdoll.
Her body wouldn't let her fight back fully- she barely raised her arms toward the wolf's.
The wolf squeezed his hand, and almost immediately, her vision darkened, the inky blackness inviting itself into the corners of her eyes. Her breaths grew more and more strained by the second. She became weaker, and her eyes began to close, and she only
had one thought on her mind;
Nick.
Alias's Notes: What an original chapter idea. Totally not a reskin of chapter 1. 100%.
Anyways, Alias out!
Little edit: Holy crap, I just realized this chapter was the shortest I've written? Sorry I guess, but considering chapter 4 was 3 times larger, I'm going to give myself a free pass.