Chapter 5: The Buffalo, the Fennec, the Duo and the Human (Part2)
A/N (or short commentary): Can it get any better with my story, huh? Two stories, actually. One in bold, and another in normal. Happy reading ugaiz. Finnick, can you release John Doe's thigh from your jaw!? I know it's tasty, but raw meat is bad for your digestive system and so does devouring animal with conscious. We're in commentary for God's sake.
Finnick: *spits out blood* Damn right. Thanks for reminding me from going savage. It does taste good though.
Me: You alright John?
John Doe: WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE!? EVEN HE SAYS MY THIGH TASTE GOOD. *groaning in pain*
Finnick: Next time, DO NOT COMMENT ON MY HEIGHT! OR I GO STRAIGHT FOR YOUR THROAT!
Me: Alright, guys, cut it off. Go treat John, Finnick. And don't lick the blood left. Or else I won't let you ride on my shoulder again.
I watched as the fennec fox reach the sofa in the middle of the apartment. I still aim my gun at him. He reaches the sofa and sat on it, which he looks like a plush toy more than a person (or mammals).
"You know, you can put down the gun. I'm unarmed." He still has his paws up.
"Really Finnick? I'm not sure." I asked him, grinning at him which causes him to scowl.
"You think my body size could conceal any gun!? Anyway, how you know my name!?"
"Right. About your name, let's say that I knew everybody. My name's Calvin. Calvin Nyala." He put his paws down as soon I place my gun back at the hostler.
"So, what are you doing here Calvin, in Zootopia?"
"I'm here because of John Doe."
He scoffs, "What does that red muntjac had done to you that gotten you here?"
I didn't answer that question as John Doe had answered it before I do. He raised his wrist as he received the message from John Doe. He narrowed his eye as he read the message on his watch, then turns his head towards me, anger at his face. I sat down oppose of him as he read the message.
"HE JUST LET YOU HAVE ALL HIS MONEY!?"
"Yes. In fact, I, have officially own his property as soon I landed my feet on this land. He had said it first place." I just answer him, somehow made him angrier. I try to flirt my way out. "But… I can't look at all his houses. I need someone to share his richness. So…"
"So you want me… to have all this richness?" He asked. Curiosity got him. Well, that ought to put him to happy mood, I thought myself. "Or just half of it?" I chuckles at his last question.
"Just half of it. So, which district of his houses in Zootopia you want?"
"One that I know is in Rainforest District, and here. I take all of it." He answered. I just chuckled. He doesn't know the rest of John's houses.
"Well then, I… just take Tundratown and Sahara then. One full of four wheel drive car, one full of superbike." I spoke afterwards.
"Wait, he got two more houses!?" His reaction is priceless as i tell him two more houses John Doe has.
"Duh, with John Doe as a billionaire, not to mention in the top ten in Zootopia…" His jaw dropped down. "… Money shouldn't be the problem."
He just disappointed. His expression says it all. He turned to his watch, "You didn't tell me you're a billionaire, John Doe. Wait a minute..." He paused there. Suddenly I was thinking, why a billionaire want to buy a tuner car if he could buy a supercar with his money? "… if you a billionaire, why you keep showing at the race in tuner car? And in normal clothing?" I stare at him. He just looks down at his watch. We thinking the same thing; a billionaire using a tuner car, where he could buy a supercar with his money. And a better cloth, not the casual one that I'm wearing his right now.
"I guess we're thinking the same, Finn." I broke the silence.
"Thinking the same about what, Calvin?" He turned his head towards me, scowling me.
"Well, he got lot of money, yet still wants to buy a tuner. Kind of like me." I just stopped there. And the silence continues. He just sat down there, trying to think something I can't read. "Err, Finn?" He lifted his head and his brows. "You won't mind if I make some tea?"
"Nah, just make it. I'll go watch what's good." We both get up simultaneously; I go towards the kitchen while he grabbed the remote control on the coffee table. The high end 4k television in the apartment came up to life, which became the background sound instead of whirring AC while brewing tea. If you were thinking of me about how I brew the tea, let's say that I'm a lazy genius person. I typically place the teabag straight into the electric kettle with two tablespoon of sugar. I'm not recommend you to do this, but I find it tastier that way. Anyway, as I was waiting for it, I explored my smartphone in which I had no time to explore it before. Much of the content is still the same except how the app is pronounce, or spelled as it is converted into animal's way of spelling. For example, Facebook is Furbook, YouTube is ZooTube, and Google is Zoogle to name a few (even Spotify is Zootify), some new app which I recently used such as the cover app, car key manager, and time alternator. The only difference is the year. Now is March 16, 2018 as shown by the clock.
"It's been two year since the Night Howler incident." I said it to myself. Sadly it was heard by Finnick.
"What did you say Calvin?"
"Nothing."
"You think I can't hear anything with my large ear? You're sayin' something 'bout the Night Howler, right?"
"Yes, about that. How long that had happened?" I asked him to confirm my suspicion.
"It's been two years, dude. You heard of it?"
"Uh-huh." By then, the electric kettle clicked off, signaling the tea is ready. I already prepare two cup of tea on the tray. I carefully pour the tea out of the kettle into it, the steam puffing up into thin air. As I waited for a few minutes for the tea to cool down to warm, I was exploring what's on Zoogle Play Store. One app that stay on top of the chart is the Gazelle's app; Dancing with Gazelle. It's been on the top for a few weeks, being one of the most downloaded apps in Zootopia, and most updated app.
After the tea cool down as there is no puff of steam coming out, I pick up the tray, moving towards Finn. I realized there is no one in the apartment but myself. The television left open. The apartment door is slightly ajar. Now where the hell did he go? I though myself. I placed the tray on the coffee table and peeked outside. No one is outside. I closed the door and turned around just to see Finnick standing there.
"Goddamn it Finn, what are you thinking?" I jumped a little, seeing the tiny figure in front of me.
"Nothing Calvin, and what're you doing here?"
"I-I thought that you left or something…"
"I was in the bathroom just now." He intercepted me. That last sentence just baffled me. "Hold on, I got something…" He starts sniffing in the air. I pulled out my gun, just in case. He smelled deep, as he's trying to memorize it. "It's that the tea you just made? It's remind me of my old time… my momma used to use that brand… what does it called… Zoo Tea or something? Its smell is too damn strong." I placed my gun back. I thought that something about to go south, or was it?
"Really Finn? I thought you picked something odd in the air…" I just sigh. Then I remembered our conversation just now as soon as we sat down. "Err, Finn? You say something about some race, right?"
"Yeah. In Zootopia, there is always race going on, every weekend. The race in here isn't just any race around the world; the race in Zootopia was the best hidden race, no cop can detect it."
"You say was."
"It was. Since John Doe left, my team; our racing team, either in jail, or in other team. There's nothing to save since the cop busted his last race. He escaped, his competitor wasn't."
"So that's you trying to hide from me, Finnick." A voice spoke behind our back. We both stunted at our position.
"So, you know my past already, Nick. So, now what?" Finnick broke the silence as I turn my head, putting my hands up. He does the same thing. Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde are behind us, pointing their tranquilizer gun at both of us.
"Well, since you both gave up, not resisting arrest…" Judy spoke. "… We have to take you both to the Precinct 1." We have no choice but to give up to the duo. I thought we been cuffed by them, but nothing happen. Instead, they both seat oppose the coffee table.
"You know, you both can put your paws down, I don't know about your kind." She gestures to me about my hand.
"So, introduce yourself. We're here because of-"
"John Doe?" I cut Judy's word.
"How do you know him?" Nick turn to question me.
"It's kind of a long story, Nick Wilde. And don't question me on how I did get your name, especially at somewhere in Sahara Square? I don't know…" I smiled as I answer Nick's question. For a moment, they both look at each other, before they look at me.
"YOU THE ONE WHO DRIVE THE SILVER CAR!?" They both said it in unison. I chuckle at their reaction. I turned to Finnick.
"Should I say the truth, Finn?"
"Yeah, just spit it out bro." I turned back at the duo.
"Yep, that is me. And the right word for the silver car is Nissan GT-R SpecV R35. Best car I ever drove." I said the car model very specifically, that is before something happened.
I smiled at their reaction. But my happiness doesn't last long as Judy flashes the hand-cuff.
"You know why we-" I cut Judy's word, again.
"Arresting me? For over the speed limit, dangerous driving, and street racing… what else did I miss?" I stated. But something happens, very terrible. What I been feeling before I entered the apartment. All of a sudden, a glass panel broke, one by one. I swear I heard a bullet flying brushing my hair, almost hitting Judy in front of me. We all immediately dropped to the ground. The second bullet almost hitting Finnick's right paw. But something is odd; the time difference between both shot is one second apart.
My watch vibrates, popping a notification from John Doe. So does Finnick's watch. Both show the same message; GET OUT OF THERE. SOMEONE'S HUNTING YOU. Finnick and I stare at each other. I know the one who is hunted; me. Not Finnick. Not Judy. Not Nick. It was me. Then my watch popped another notification. Are you kidding me John? I sigh at myself. He's sending Chief Bogo to rescue the four of us. A third bullet flying again, brushing Nick's tail, this time I saw where's the direction of fire thanks to the mirror on the wall behind Judy and Nick. There is a building behind Finnick and me, second tallest; in fact, its rooftop is the same level as this apartment. Two figures, side by side, sniping at us. At that terrible time, my head popped an idea as a fourth bullet flying past the four of us, destroying the mirror behind Judy and Nick. They showered in glass shrapnel.
"Alright guys, I got a plan but listen closely." I said out my idea.
"WHAT IS IT CALVIN!?" Judy screamed as a fifth bullet brushes her tail, somehow sticking out at the sniper's view, causing her to crept towards Nick closer.
"This isn't an ordinary sniper out there, I know because I handle the sniper rifle before, but this guy still missed. So…" I'm being cut by the two foxes, frantic in their voice.
"SO WHAT, CALVIN? WHAT IS YOUR PLAN BEFORE WE'RE KILLED?" Nick asked in tremble. He never been in this kind of thing before as the sixth bullet brushes his tailed again, forcing him to crept towards Judy.
"Okay, grab the sofa behind me, keep each other close and push towards the door. We need to get the hell of here." I yelled at the cops. I'm not supposed to yell at the authority, but in this kind of situation, I have to. We four grabbed the sofa behind me, I being the front. The seventh bullet went pass in front of my face as I felt the shock wave the bullet trail left behind.
"ALRIGHT, NOW PUSH!" I yelled. We four push the sofa at its side towards the door. The eighth bullet totally misses four of us as it flies straight towards the kitchen. An explosion occurs behind the four of us, but thank God it wasn't a big one, but enough to cause Finnick to fling a little bit due to its shockwave. We finally reached the door and rush out. It wasn't the end as Gazelle rush out too with her two backup tiger dancer in full training clothing. Wait two? I yelled at her. She turned her back, frantic in her face along with her tiger dancer.
"Oh, Judy, Nick! Thank god you are here. It's been a terrible attack at my hou…" Her word's been cut off by Nick.
"Whoa, your house is here!?"
"Yes and someone just shot two of my tigers..." She said, fear in her voice. Her tears started falling. "Everything happened so fast, something break… *sobs*and then the two tigers…" She pointing at her penthouse, sobbing continues. As I opened the door since I was closer to it, two tigers lays motionless in front of us in a pool of their blood. Her house is the same fate as my apartment; everything's broken. Yet it's not over. As her tiger dancer calm her down, my watch beeped as John Doe had informed Finnick and me that more are coming.
"Alright, let's get out of here. There's nothing to save, miss. Let's go!" I said.
"Thanks Mr…"
"Calvin, Calvin Nyala. Now let's go!" We all move towards the elevator. As we all reach in, I pulled out my gun, getting myself ready for any encounter. Judy and Nick do the same. As we descendent towards the ground floor, Gazelle is the one who cut the silence.
"So, what do you guys doing here? And may I ask what kind are you, Calvin?"
"Well, I'm…"
"Well, he's a human." Judy cut my word, her voice trying to calm things down. But Gazelle seems not surprise nor confuse as she spoke, "So, you one of John Doe's experiment?" I stammered at her statement.
"Yeah, how do you know him anyway?"
She flashes her watch at her left wrist, a bit too similar with Finnick and mine. Finnick just keep it cool while Judy, Nick and I stare at it in disbelief.
"So, I guess you're his…" She just nodded (Little ship w/ John Doe yo…). Judy and Nick stare at each other, jaws dropped. We finally reach the ground floor. I let Judy and Nick out of the elevator first, consider them as cops, then Gazelle and her tigers and lastly Finnick and me. I have to pick up Finnick onto my shoulder as he can't run that fast across the lobby. When we all reach outside, a Land Rover screech to a halt. The window's down, revealing a stern looking muscular buffalo. I presume it would be…
"Chief! What a good timing to show up." Nick greets Chief with his usual sarcasm.
"Shut up and get in. Especially the human." He pointed at me as he rolled up the window. We all get into his car; Judy, Nick, Finn and I at the front seat as it was spacious enough for a buffalo sized vehicle while Gazelle and her tigers at the backseat. A group of mercenaries came in, riding dirt bike and start shooting at us. Initially, I wanted to shoot back at the mercenaries with Judy and Nick, only to be objected by Chief for my safety reason while he's driving all eight of us including Chief. I have to leave the Nissan GT-R behind and so does Finnick with his van. Chief trying to dodge the traffic while the duo shooting back at the mercenaries. Thing couldn't get worse if not for…
"I'M OUT OF AMMO!" Judy yelled from outside Chief's Land Rover, or rather sticking out of his vehicle from the sunroof above.
"SAME HERE!" Nick yelled too, leaving me the only person with gun and ammo.
"Okay, Chief. Wherever you want it or not, I have to fight back." That's all I said. The buffalo grunts, giving me the green light to shoot at them. Just after saying that, a truck came out of nowhere, appeared from a corner. Chief successfully dodge the truck, only to get Chief's SUV destabilized as it swerved to the right, and the left, right again before crashing into one of the civilian car, turning the ride into a barrel roll. I managed to hit my head onto the dashboard, and darkness greets me again.
Whew, been a long time not into any action that intense. Since I need your suggestion on the OC for the antagonist of this story from chapter 3, or 4 (I know what you feeling about being an antagonist, but seriously, I'm out of names). Currently I have two OC's, John Doe and Calvin Nyala. To challenge myself, let's get this fanfic to reach 1000+ views. And sorry for the low quality writing in this chapter as I was having a huge writer's block, presumably as large as Trump's wall if he's wins. Chapter 6 is coming up, so stay tuned.