=Author's Notes=

Yay, finally, a chapter from Judy's POV! This is a very important chapter, I actually really enjoyed writing it.

A Look Into The Past

Judy groaned over her pile of papers and history books, glaring at all of them as her computer screen poured light over her features. She checked the time. Two in the morning, she thought ruefully. She was still at the police Station. Nick had been forced to go home two hours ago – or else he would miss his training.

She looked at an extremely old looking book she'd gotten out of the library. There words were clearly written on the page. Litra Pritate. According to a translation guide she'd found online, it meant Unification First.

Her eyes read through the dusty brown page, her irritation growing by the second.

Litra Pritate was the moto of the illegal Organisation calling themselves Arcapolo. Their unholy and Unorthodox experimentation was met with horror. One of the main scientists, Henry Leafcourn who couldn't bear to keep working for the organisation much longer ran after a year and reported the horrifying methods used to invoke this twisting of nature. It was under those reports that Arcapolo met its finality.

"You don't just start changing the way our very DNA works. First you have to see, to analyse, to understand. Before experimentation begun, there was first a wave of endless torture. The – the lengths those people went to in order to fully analyse the nervous system."

It ought to be noted that the technology we have access to was not available then. "They were tortured. Skinned alive. Their screams still terrorise me. I deserve it." Henry reports.

"I don't care if the extremists of them find me and kill me in my sleep. End this torture. We are violating nature." Henry says and that's all the Police allows to be publicised.

Of course, Judy being a Policewoman had managed to dig out Henry's full confession. His voice was broken as she replied the track. Scared. Scarred.

"T-they… They would use these sort of knives to cut the skin and… then remove it from the face while the animals were alive…-"

"Ugh" She grunted as she cut it off. She hadn't been able to go through the damn thing the first time; she wouldn't be able to now.

How horrible, she thought, it was that they just mutated mammals without conscience. No guilt as they mutilated their bodies and cast genetic experiments on poor women, impregnating them with things that were genetically altered.

She let out a sigh and wiped her forehead. She was so tired and sleepy. Her eyelids got heavy as she leaned her head towards the desk, making a pillow with her arms…

"Hopps, are you sleeping?" Said a rough voice. Judy snapped awake and looked up. She was shocked to find that, it wasn't Bogo. Instead, it was a rather tall Elk, with an annoying beard. The room where Bogo usually handed out assignments looked much, much older.

She looked around. Where was Nick? "Hopps, I asked you a question."

Judy focused. "Er, no, sir." The goat looked at her doubtfully but moved on.

"Your assignments can be found in your files. I expect you all to do unprecedented work.' Said the goat and disappeared. Judy open her file. Dissemble protest rally.

Next to her she saw a bovine that looked like Bogo. He was talking to somebody. "Yes, got to get home to my son. Bogo, it's his birthday." He said to a very tall and muscled tiger.

"Fine, I'll cover for you this time. But you owe me." He said, taking the bull's file.

"You're a lifesaver." Bogo's father said, getting up and leaving.

Judy took her folder and left her seat.

She reached the rally. There was a large sheet, on it was written. 'Stop Arcapolo. End the monstrosity.' There was a large crowd cheering after the leader of the rally. "Those monsters, claiming to be working towards Utopia are violating nature. They have to be stopped!"

There was loud agreement. Judy moved to the front of the crowd. A deer was there, holding a very-old looking microphone. It was then Judy realised, that, she was 90 years in the past. She coughed. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to disassemble this protest."

There were "boos" from everywhere. The deer looked at her angrily. "Our very Police is doing nothing against these monsters!"

At the same time, through the crowd walked a very old Jaguar with glasses and a suit. "My dear," He said, "Monsters? We're merely conducting research. There is no proof we have ever harmed anyone."

"We have witnesses of what you are doing!" Said the Deer.

"And no evidence to back up those ludicrous claims." He turned to Judy. "My dear officer, would you please tell this man that he cannot make unjust claims like these."

"Er, right." Judy turned to the Deer. "Sir, if you do not leave I will have to arrest you."

Another round of boos echoed. The deer spat at the floor before Judy, dropped the microphone and left. The Jaguar murmured a soft Thank you before leaving. Judy watched him for a while before following him. She walked through the streets, looking around and taking in the image of Zootopia. What the hell was going on?

The goat went into a dark alley and Judy followed him. Then he kneeled down, checked around (Judy hid behind a trashcan) and lifted the tap before jumping in. Judy waited a while, before going after him. She lifted the tap and jumped in.

There wasn't the loud splash she'd been expecting. Instead, she fell on floor. It was as if the entire place had been rebuilt. It looked more like the underground than a sewer pipe. She saw the goat turning around and ran after it, trying to be as quiet as possible.

The goat headed inside a room, where there was a large wooden table with twelve seats. That was all she could glimpse before the door slammed shut. Judy went behind the door and started peeking through the keyhole.

Half the seats on the table were occupied. The goat sat on the head. "Any progress?"

"No," Said a female voice. "We fail to find a link."

The goat let out a sigh. "Experiment further. Increase the voltage."

"Nothing is working." Replied the same female voice.

Judy saw the goat look up, and she gasped silently as she saw a huge sign with the words Arcapolo on it. "This disappoints me, Alhey. I expected better."

"You dare lay blame?" She said.

"In fact, I do." The goat replied.

"Absurd." Alhey replied, her tone still cool. "The blame is on you. Empty promises. Your experimentation is a failure."

The goat smiled pleasantly. "And yet, here you are."

"Here we all are," Said another voice. Judy cursed and wished she could see who was speaking. This time, the voice belonged to a male. "United under the name of Arcas Polo. Yet no progress is being made."

The goat smiled politely at somebody Judy couldn't see. "Indeed. Progress has escaped us all." There was a murmur of agreement.

"Perhaps," Said the voice of an old lady, "Progress is not meant to happen. Are we to adhere to this cause, or are we to cancel?"

"But my dear Elysion, we have all dedicated much too valuable to lose to this cause." Said the Goat.

The voice of the old woman spoke again, "Yes, my dear Elijah. Much too valuable to lose has been dedicated. But is it more valuable than foolishness?"

The goat, apparently named Elijah, turned to the source of the old voice. "Foolishness, Elysion? We do not philosophise. We change. We create. We Art."

"Art, Elijah? We do not Art. Art is not mundane." Elysion said.

"Neither is this. We create divinity." Elijah retorted. Nobody spoke. "I have alerted Cole to help our guest," said Elijah softly. "My dear officer, if you'd be so kind to join us."

Suddenly Judy felt strong arms grab her before she could run. She tried to slide out, but to no avail. The grip was extremely strong. The door opened and Judy was settled into one of the chairs. Now she could see clearly.

An old, short female goat, who was wearing very expensive clothing. That must've been Elysion. Opposite to her was a tall She-Wolf, who Judy guessed to be Alhey. Elijah spoke. "This dear officer, just moments ago helped disband a protest against us."

"And apparently I shouldn't have." Said Judy. "Those people – they were right, weren't they? You are mutilating mammals here!"

Elijah gave her his too-polite smile. "All necessary, I assure you. Smile, young officer, for your sacrifice shall be yet another to bequeath greatness."

"A shame, in her prime, to waist." Muttered Elysion.

"But, have we not recently established the need of a bunny in our research?" Alhey spoke. Judy wasn't sure why the three males occupying the other chairs weren't speaking. It looked like Alhey, Elysion and Elijah were the main voices.

"Ah, a contribution." Elijah said brightly.

"First, I call for The Vote." Spoke Elysion.

Elijah turned to smile at her. "Are you sure, my dear? Once broken some things cannot be mended."

"Some things are worth." She lifted her right hand. "Once broken cannot be mended." She said.

The other five figures nodded. "Proceed." Elijah spoke. "No."

Alhey looked at him. "Yes."

Elysion smiled. "Yes."

A panda spoke monotonously. "No." Its deep voice echoed through the room.

A Zebra spoke in a higher voice, "No."

They all looked at an Otter. "No."

Elysion took a deep breath as a drink was placed in front of her. "Shame," She took a sip of the golden liquid. "May Panzooa favour you all." And her head fell on the desk.

"That, my dear officer, was The Vote. When we started Arcapolo, us twelve, rich and highly intelligent mammals, we agreed that should we extract a vote to forfeit and be outvoted, we shall give our lives. That's how our numbers decreased greatly." Elijah took a deep breath. "Elysion will be missed. She was bright."

There was mutual murmur. "Alhey, do you choose to follow?"

"No," Said Alhey. "Elysion was foolish. The time has not come."

Elijah merely smiled at her. Then he turned to look at Judy. She froze. They're all insane. She thought. "Éclair, if you would kindly take Judy to Nicolas."

Judy aimed to move out of the iron-grip that was holding her, but to no avail. She was lifted as the mammal that was carrying her slowly walked out of the room and took a corridor that was leading to another chamber. "How can you listen to him? They're all mad!" Judy said.

"All geniuses are crazy." The mammal spoke with a very deep voice.

"They're nuts! Criminals, they're complete nutters if they think they can alter the DNA of an animal that simply!" Judy said, fighting out of the grip.

The mammal behind her chuckled but didn't speak. He led her to a room, opened the door and walked inside. It looked like an operation room. He put Judy on a bed and tied her down as she pointlessly wrestled. "Let me go, you freak!"

The mammal chuckled. "Got another one for you, Doc." And the mammal disappeared behind the door. A short figure in white clothes that was wearing a mask approached her.

"Ah, a bunny, finally." Nick's voice spoke. The figure removed the mask, and Nick's face appeared. But how could it? Nick would never. A small hand was lifted, hidden under a dark leather glove, holding a scalpel.

"I don't understand how he saw me!" Judy said. "I was perfectly quiet."

Nick chuckled. "They got cameras." He approached her. "It's called a hassle, sweetheart." And he brought the scalpel right under her chin and pressed as Judy felt the blade pierce her and screamed in pain.

"NO!" She jumped up, falling off her chair onto the ground. Nick was looking at her, his eyes full of concern. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She said.

Nick held his hands up. "Carrots, it's me!"

"W-what? Nick?" Her brain felt like scrambled eggs. "Oh my God, Nick!" She said and jumped to hug him as tears rolled down. "I had the most horrible dream Nick – I… Arcapolo, it's what's behind it. They're trying to bring back the movement, those monsters – Nick I'm telling you!"

"Shh." Nick said. "Judy you were reading until late. It's not what you think, Arcapolo died out, it was deemed scientifically impossible to alter the DNA of a mammal to that extent."

"No, Nick!" Judy said stubbornly, pulling back. "We have to find their base – there's a sewer, I know how – Nick if we don't do something, lives will be lost!"

Nick let out a sigh. "Well, if Bogo's judgement is any trustworthy at all, we should find soon enough. The private detective has arrived. Bogo sent me to find you. We're to meet him at his office in 5 minutes." Judy gulped. Her pride didn't matter anymore. All those lives…

They raced to Bogo's office. He was standing behind his desk. They stood before it waiting, Nick was slightly behind her looking alarmed. The door clicked. Through it, walked a fox with sunglasses and a grey coat. He removed the sunglasses to reveal his face.

His fur was mostly grey, but for his neck, and Judy assumed chest, which was red. A pair of glistening orange eyes were absorbing the scene. His face was completely unreadable. A perfect expression of calmness on it. The fox begun walking towards the desk, and as he passed Nick, Nick let out a yelp. Judy turned to look at him, and she saw the fox's eyebrow lifted.

Apparently, Nick thinking he had imagined whatever had made him jump, looked away awkwardly, his fur slightly spiked up. Huh, thought Judy, I seem to have mistaken his sneeze for a yelp. Stupid allergies. The fox turned to Bogo and kept walking until he was at the front of the desk.

Bogo coughed. "Officer Wilde, Officer Hopps. Please meet, Private Detective Alexander Rayke."

The fox let out a soft chuckle. "Alex." He said, in a perfectly composed voice.

=Author's Notes=

The private detective, I mean Alex, is FINALLY here! So excited. For anyone wondering, Alex is a character I created, he doesn't exist in the movie "Zootopia". I loved writing this chapter, and I'll love reading the reviews I hope you all leave!