Dead Man Walking: A Zootopia FanFiction Series

Part 11: Unpaid Debts

*Pat's P.O.V*

Judy quickly and mercifully fell asleep after another few sessions of lovemaking, leaving me with ample time to decide what punishment I was going to bestow on the person that had so vilely molested and violated her. After a while with these dark thoughts, Judy awoke for long enough to nestle into my chest and mumble at me to, "Get some sleep."

Deciding to take her advice, I curled my arms and body around her protectively and gradually succumbed to the wispy tendrils of sleep.

*2 hours later*

"Judy! Get back! It's not stable!" I yelled, going to grab her waist but being too late to stop her from leaping into the shattered window of the overturned train car. Groaning in frustration, I dragged a hand across my face before I vaulted in after her. Not trusting that my eyes could adjust quick enough to the sudden change of light, I swiftly drew the Glock 26 from my waistband with one hand and my penlight with the other. Feeling the train shift underneath my feet, I felt more than heard Judy sliding across the new floor of the train, broken glass, metal shards and all. Tuning my ears outside for a second, I heard the distant sirens of ZPD cruisers approaching more than likely at top speed. As I was wondering if Nick had called them, I heard some heavy thuds and Judy cry out in pain. Deciding against the stealth approach, I called out, "Judy! You alright baby?" "Been better!" She called back, wincing immediately after. "Oh fuck." I thought. "How bad is it?" "Well let me put it this way." A Zebra said, walking into the night sights of my pistol, his own .45 held against Judy's right temple. "She's not walking away from this anytime soon." He finished, gesturing to her stomach where, when I looked, I saw a spike of glass sticking out of her side. Feeling my face pale I tryed to swallow my fear, steading my gaze and my gun, I directed both at the Zebra's eyes. "Listen mate." I said, voice shaking with fear. "Just... Just let her go. Just put her down. She's got nothing to do with any of this." Gesturing around us to the smashed up train car, almost half of it dangling off the tracks when it had derailed and impacted against the side of a building. "You know what? I think not." He said slowly lowering Judy to the point where her butt was pressed against the zebra's crotch and his gun was pressed against the top of her head. My blood beginning to boil, I gnashed my teeth, grinding them together so hard that they squeaked and my jaw muscles jutted out, my grip on the Glock tightened to point where I thought it was going to crack and crumble between my fingers. Looking into Judy's eyes, I saw something that I had sworn I would do everything in my power to banish from her eyes forever. I saw fear, raw and 100% genuine, shining in her eyes as clear as the tears that were falling from her face. Swallowing deeply, I felt my own fear and uncertainty morph into something that was a fuck ton more concrete. Rage.

The accompanying adrenaline burst gave me the courage to do something that I would never normally have had the balls to do, what with my girlfriend's life balancing on the edge of a razor blade or the tip of a gun for that matter. Stepping forward, I spun the gun in my hand so that the muzzle faced towards my stomach, launching that fist into the zebra's jaw, his snapping to that side as my free hand snatched the barrel of the pistol away from Judy's head before he could pull the trigger, the gun going off near Judy's ear, causing her to sink to her knees, her ears pulled over her eyes. Launching myself at the zebra, we stumbled back and over near a broken window, at which point I closed my hands around his throat and began to squeeze. As he gasped for air, a fluffy paw cracked me across the jaw with enough force to turn my head.

Wait a minute. Paw? Turning my head back, I could see that I was straddling a very naked Judy, with my hands closed around her neck, strangling the life out of her. As I hurriedly removed my hands from her neck, I started convulsing. Judy had zapped me with a high powered taser. Falling off her side of the bed, I scraped my back across the bed frame and bashed my head off the bedside dresser. Swearing foully, I clutched my head with one hand, and leaned off the window frame with the other. "Jesus baby, you alright?" I asked, watched as she gasped for air, pushing herself up against the bedhead, eyes watering from the lack of oxygen. Barely managing to nod, she leant against the bed as she caught her breath, chest heaving. Sitting there for a minute, the enormity of what I'd just done began to not so much weigh down on me as crush me. My hands didn't come to my mouth quick enough to stop a strangled sob from escaping. Once one arrived, another came just as quick and within thirty seconds I was bawling, my eyes beginning to hurt from the tears. I heard the bed springs squeak as Judy shifted her weight off it. Recoiling, I pressed myself up against the window frame which hurt my back and hip where Judy had got me with the tazer. Pushing my feet against the bed so hard that my toes popped, I started to panic as I sensed Judy getting closer, I was started to get terrified that I was going to hurt her more or have her start crying.

What she actually did suprised me slightly. Being careful to avoid where I was bruised or hurting, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into a gentle kiss. Not resisting her as she pulled herself into my lap, (we're both naked remember), the kiss continued to extend in duration until I had to pull away to catch my breath. While I did that, Judy nuzzled the bottom of my jaw, planting feather-light kisses along my jawbone. Breathing in sharply, I let it out more slowly, trying to convince myself that it would be alright, that she wasn't about to walk out on me and leave me with yet another bout of depression and self-hatred to fight through. Somewhat dispersing these thoughts was Judy, who was trying to pull my head down to kiss me again.

Seeing I wasn't exactly into it, she stood up on my legs, looking into my eyes and saying "You know I could never be afraid of you, don't you?" Following this, she leant across my shoulders. Her lithe body was causing my body to be aroused when my mind was nowhere near. Pulling her back down into a sitting position, I wrapped my arms around her waist as I shifted from my sort of sitting position to laying on my back, the slight wince I gave betraying me and showing the pain that the shift caused. "I know. I'm scared baby." I said, feeling my face crumple like paper as the tears came back. Snuggling into my chest and running her fingers along my face, she layed there for a few minutes moving down to my chest. "Why are you so scared sweetheart?" She asked, peering up at my face, her beautiful purple eyes sparkling with concern. "I'm scared for you." I admitted, allowing one of my worst fears to shine through bright as the day that had begun to break outside.

Hearing voices outside, I made no move to get up, deciding that if the people outside wanted to kill me, I would accept my fate and go out without a fight. I heard the door open and lifted myself up slightly, the movement forcing Judy off my chest and back into my lap. Silently thanking God that Judy wasn't about to see me get brutally murdered, I welcomed the sight of my friends bursting through the door with sidearms drawn. A slight smile was forming when I looked at Judy to see that she practically quivering in fear. The smile evaporated once I realized why she looked so terrorfied. Setting my jaw, I tried hard to keep my voice down when I said, "Everyone out. I'm going to get changed and I'll be right with you." Clearing them out with a few waves of my arm, I caught Luke by the arm just as he walked out, pulling him half back in and whispering, "Keep Riley from fucking off can you?" Nodding his understanding, I let go of his arm and he walking out, swinging the door shut behind him.

Turning back to Judy, I crossed the room in a few lengthy strides, pulling her into a hug that continued to lengthen in it's intensity and it's duration. Feeling my chest moisten from her tears, I couldn't help but smile despite the seriousness of the situation. Pulling back, Judy raised her head and looked confused as to why I was smiling when she was crying. Unable to contain myself any longer, I quietly muttered, "God you're beautiful.", before pulling into a deepening kiss that lasted for a few seconds before I broke it off and gave her another quick hug. Reaching into the cupboard, I pulled out a pair of Judy's underwear, lifting her onto the bed and sliding the panties up her legs until they covered her more 'intimate' areas. Reaching back into the cupboard, I picked out one of my shirts and pulled it over her, her head popping out the hole and causing me to chuckle lightly at the sight.

Gently drawing my thumbs across her eyelids, I wiped my fingers along my legs, leaving visible moisture trails. "Shh, no more crying." I said, petting her cheek lightly and rubbing her ears with my spare hand. Watching her slowly calm herself down, I smiled and said, "See? It's going to be okay." Rising to my feet, I walked over to my bedside table and withdrew a pair of my own underwear and pulled them on before crossing to my side of the cupboard and pulling out a pair of cargo shorts. Pulling them on, I made to exit the room when I suddenly thought of something. Walking back to Judy, I leant down and brought my lips to her ear. "I'm going to ask Luke to stay in here with you, ok?" Seeing her nod faintly, I quickly pulled her in for one more hug and a quick kiss before breaking away and opening the door. "Luke." I said, beckoning him and lowering my voice. "Stay with her, keep her happy and make sure she doesn't wonder out to the shed."

Leaving them to it, I walked out to the lounge where Riley and two of the other boys were seated. Taking a seat across from Riley, I stared into his eyes and remained silent until I noticed him start to shift around and fidget nervously. "Well? Are you gonna say something or just stare at me all day?" he said, still shifting around and glancing anywhere but at me. "You seem a bit anxious mate." I said, wearing a shit-eating grin. "What's on your mind?" "Well, do you think it could have something to do with the fact that you've never before called a sit down, and for the first one of our histories, I find my ass on the receiving end." He said, his eyes shooting flame. Leaning back, I looked dead into his eyes and said, "Cunt, you look at me any harder and my head's gunna start hurting." "Good." He said, giving me the death stare. "Anything to hurt you cunt." My grin disappeared like it had melted. "Like you did to Judy?" I said, watching his expression change from shock to despair then back to anger in the space of a second.

"I've got no idea what the hell you're talking about." "Bullshit." I said, my face contorting. "Well then, if that's all, I'll be leaving." He said, half rising before I pulled out my Python and pointing it in his direction. "Sit. The Fuck. BACK DOWN CUNT!" I screamed, rising myself and pressing the muzzle against his forehead, abandoning any shadow of amicable friendliness. "You're going to sit the fuck down and listen to what I have to say or I'm going to start taking fingers cunt." I said, my chest heaving as I breathed deeply to calm myself. Sitting back down and shifting around a little to stop my shirtless back from sticking to the not-leather. Resting the pistol on my knee for a second, I ejected the rounds onto the coffee table, picking up one and reinserting it. "Now, simple question. Easy Way or Hard Way?" I asked, spinning the cylinder a few times before slapping it back in. "You know me... Hard." he said, grinning and staring at me, hoping to unsettle me. "Alright." I said, raising the gun. "First question. Have you ever had any type of romantic interaction with my girlfriend?" Watching him carefully, he cocked an eyebrow and grinned widely as he neither nodded nor shook his head. "You need persuasion?" I questioned, pulling the hammer back with a heavy clicking sound.

He continued to sit there and stare at me, grinning the whole time. Giving a smile of my own, I looked to the boys seated to either side. "What you boys think?" I said, keeping the pistol on Riley. Seeing a nod and a shake of the head, I decided to break this hopeless stalemate. "You know what I say?" Seeing two shrugs, I looked back at Riley and grinned evilily. "Fuck 'em." Click! Hearing this sound I frowned at the gun and looked back up. Riley let his breath out in a hissing sound as he leapt up and almost over the table, just clipping the table enough to overturn it and slow him down enough for me to securely wrap an arm around his body and bring him down to the ground on top of my arm. Hearing a cracking sound, it was immediately followed by an intense shooting pain up the entirety of my left arm. Screaming in pain, I pushed him off my arm which produced enough pain for me to fall unconscious.

TBC...

A.N. I know, I know, 2 months. *Sighs heavily* You guys don't need to tell me twice. The reason it took me so long was I got stuck on Part 10 and decided "Fuck it, I'm going to cut it short." Unfortunately for you guys, I can't promise a more regular upload schedule because school is ramping up the work-load bigtime and Year 12 takes priority over fanfics.

If I take over a month, I'll try and upload 2 chapters within a few days of each other.

I'm sorry guys, but I'm trying as hard as I can to balance all parts of my life at the moment.

With that out of the way, I've started Part 12 and I'll try and upload that ASAP.

Cheers guys, and I'm out, till next time, Daddy Drooks, outta here.