An adventure Chapter 4
"Hosh Pagamisa! The fuzz is everywhere.'' A cheetah said while chomping on a cigar. Right next to him was a cow named Agatha Koeit, with her legs on an ottoman. "Whatever oke!'' she said with mild exasperation in her tone. "Whatever? For us this is bad, we can't pay them like we used too. They alert now, traffic cams and checkpoints.'' He coughed out his last few words before retching into a spittoon, "I'm leaving this life behind shits gone south and I don't want no part of it. Especially when we're hiring pussies." She spat in his drink and made her way down the stairs of the club, pushing past customers and hailing a taxi outside. She hated the congested day to day life of a South Anima gang member.
She lit her joint and fell into a deep slumber, birds took her through a portal. Where fireworks danced and the noises were absent. Instead there was a distorted white noise that transcended animal comprehension. She knew she was falling but her mind was calm, calm as standing water. Looking out she saw a face, this face was her mother's except without out the permanent frown.
And at last she found content… until she realized that she was face down on concrete.
Her body was groggy like a wet sock, Hey Agatha here's a good idea! Fall asleep in the back of a freaking taxi! Her eyes were irritated and she felt like vomiting, Godamnit! Her heart raced when she found out that her belongings had been stolen. She was hysterical for a moment, then decided to ask for help. "Belt die polisie! Asseblief! Ek het my sak verloor!" At last a goat stopped and gave her change for a payphone. She couldn't call her parents, the police were the only logical choice.
Even if it meant doing something stupid.
Danger is a quality that Ape Town residence absorb as soon as they can walk. No matter how strong the animal, injustice always wins. Shelter is a fallacy and the government had no plans to change that. The sirens were approaching now, she was resting on a bench banging her head against the wall. Two rhinos exited their cruiser laughing, and all the while taunting Agatha for her poor choice of naptime. She kept quiet for her own sake head bowed and breath heavy. She pictured so many different ways to hurt these two piles of dung.
And as if the maker heard her mental beseech; a semi-truck rammed the car head on, not too hard but just enough to burst the air bags. Her seat belt restrained her from injuries and only gave her a small abrasion on her neck. A paw unbuckled the seat belt and slowly pulled Agatha out of the police vehicle. Her liberators were a panther and an unidentifiable accomplice, she was being pulled into the back of the truck still groggy from the whiplash. Before she could answer the doors slammed shut and she heard a Click!
"Now what?!'' she pulled herself up on the netting on the walls and began observing her environment. There was a window just large enough to let the outside light in, she saw that there was an assortment of wooden crates some small and large. All tied down to the floor and the labels were blank. In about half an hour the truck had stopped moving so she assumed they had reached their destination. She hesitated before she knocked on the trailer doors, they were locked tight and she doubted anyone heard. Anxiety barged in without as much as a warning. Apathy had been her default emotion often she pondered if she had emotions at all.
Was she an impassive egalitarian? No, not the time for contemplation.
Escape that's what was most vital. She began ramming her shoulder into the doors but to no avail. Instead she kicked with all her might and left shoe prints on the doors. She peered out the window and saw that she was in a factory, there was a Nyala approaching the detached trailer so she backed up behind the crates. The sudden brightness from outside blinded her and before she knew it a tranquilizer dart struck her in the neck.
7:35a.m. Judy's apartment was softly lit, only a sliver of light was peaking in. Just enough to give navigation to Judy as she made her way to the bathroom. The toilet flush snapped her favorite fox out of his trance. "Ohhh, the indignity! Just as I was about to win the Zootopia marathon carrots.'' Yawned the awakening fox. Judy placed her shirt on an armchair while keeping her back turned to Nick. "You sure dream big Mr. Wilde, what's next mayor of Foxburrow?'' Within an instant his arms were around her shoulders and his lips locked with hers.
Bzzzz! Bzzzzz! A text from Clawhauser it was urgent. Judy unlocked her phone and read the text message; "If you haven't seen the news there's a hostage situation at city hall hurry!'' They skipped half of their routine and Nick had a piece of toast in his mouth during the car ride. They exited the vehicle and approached Chief Bogo who was standing underneath a makeshift tent. As a pig was attempting to hack into the hostage takers communications, the chief filled them in on everything he knew so far.
At least ten unsubs with heavy weapons and military grade technology. They were bilingual and were requesting at least $50,000 or else. They had evacuated the surrounding areas and set up roadblocks, there were snipers on the roofs and helicopters with thermal cameras. Nick raised an eyebrow, "Only 50k? That's a small request. What's there endgame Chief?'' "They're not speaking with us they just keep jamming our radios with some sort of device. Lord knows how they got their paws on any of this gear.'' Answered the chief. Nick crossed his arms, and waited on a folding chair. Occasionally glancing at the front doors waiting for something to happen.
Static came over the radio then speaking; "Hello ZPD?! We gathered some hostages, might release them if you play along!'' "Chief Bogo here! Speak up please!'' "Haha, you see there's a lovely Pheasant here who's bawling in terror just waiting to see his wife and home again. So will you grant him that wish? Will you give us the 50K?'' he laughed. Bogo's brow furrowed and he let out a snort that only happened when he was seeing red. "How about you let me speak with your hostages first before we decide.'' Said Bogo through his teeth.
"Do as you wish Chief.'' "H-hello, please do as they say. Please oh god!'' "Don't worry we'll get you home just relax. I'll get this all sorted out.'' Crash! The radio exploded in sparks and metal sending the police scattering for cover. Gunshots echoed like fireworks Judy had her back to a cruiser, miraculously she heard the grunting of Fangmeyer. Her arm oozing red blood, she reacted quickly and retrieved a first-aid kit from the glove compartment. After she had been stitched up Judy grabbed a shotgun from the back of the car.
Nick spotted an opening and dashed on all fours to the front doors of the building. He pulled out his revolver before opening the doors. Once the gunfire had ceased the other officers followed Nick, they checked every corner of the lobby but no signs of life. A deafening crash echoed off the marble walls and floors. "Shit! They cut the wires they dropped the elevators. We're going to have use the stairs.'' The trek up three flights of carpeted marble stirs took an eternity but once they had reached the second floor the Special unit threw a flashbang in the door then waited five seconds after the explosion. Then charged in guns blazing. Three masked criminals gunned down littering the halls with bullet shells and pools of blood.
"Three suspects down, proceeding to next floor.'' Rhinowitz took the lead heart racing as he passed every corner finally reaching the next stairwell. After about twenty steps a criminal discharged his gun hitting the wall in front of the Rhino. "Try to follow me and you'll have all those dead animals on your mind!'' he backed slowly away behind a metal door with his pistol pressed to the left temple of a scared Pig. "Dammit, Rhinowitz to air control do you copy? We need the schematics of this building stat over!'' the air control answered. "The rest of the hostages are on the top floor in the mayor's office. Our snipers can get a clear shot if he passes in front of the windows over.'' The law enforcement continued their ascension keeping the safeties off on their guns. Another shot rang out; "Suspect on fifth floor is down, repeat suspect on fifth floor is down!''
The door opened slowly as the officers made their way to the large wooden doors of the mayor's office. "One, Two, Three!'' Bakka! bakka! bakka! bakka! bakka! In an instant five hostage takers had lost their lives to the best the ZPD had to offer. And in the next instant a cat stood up on the wooden desk and dropped a smoke bomb two feet from where Rhinowitz was standing. Once the smoke cleared the window looking out onto Savanna central had been smashed and the feline had disappeared.