Amidst the skylines of Zootopia, a lone figure looked out above the skyscrapers. This was Spider-Ham, known to a small handful by his real name Peter Porker. This pig is looking out for crimes to stop. Then his smart phone rang. "Oh, please don't let it be Aunt May." Peter said as he checked the caller ID. It was in fact Mayor Edward Swift-Hoof. "Oh good... I don't have to lie about what I'm doing, to her." Peter said as he answered the phone.
"Peter, we have a situation." Edward said.
"What kind of situation?" Peter said.
"You remember how Jessica put one of your Spider-Tracers on Saxton Hale in order so that you could keep track of his movements?" Edward asked.
"...yes... I may have a lot on my plate. Juggling my home, school and superhero life, having to deal with vindictive mammals, Jameson and the Daily Badgers smear campaign, and still getting harassed by those stupid Spider Slayers. But I remember deals with the Mayor's office... so how does this relate to Hale?" Peter asked.
"Because Hale has decided to disregard our deal, Dr. Metro hasn't seen him in at least a month, so either he's forgotten our deal in his general stupidity. Or he's deliberately putting it off for something he deems more important, then there's fact that I have blackmail material on him that can destroy Saxton." Edward explained.
"So you want me to find Saxton, drag him from whatever it is he's doing, and take you to him so that you and give him a severe dressing down?" Peter asked.
"More or less, just get that mad kangaroo." Edward said, then without warning, a Spider Slayer ambushed Peter.
"OW JEES! I'll get right on that... in a moment. I kinda have my hooves full right now, over and out." Peter said as he hung up his phone, and proceeded to fight the Spider Slayer.
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About an hour or so later, Peter Porker arrived at a warehouse. "This is where Hales Spider-Tracer is... but why would he be here?" Peter asked himself as he snuck inside of the warehouse.
Inside was Saxton Hale, as well as a hippopotamus wearing a white tuxedo and a number of armed goons. Peter took the imitative to start recording on his phone. "So, do you have the merchandise I requested Mr. Hale?" The hippo asked.
"Sure do mate, you got the money Fisk?" Saxton said as he produced a suitcase.
"Call me Kingpin, Hale. I'd rather not run the risk of my name being bandied around. Not even with a guarantee of safety AWAY from my offices as you requested." Fisk said.
"Well the Mayors breathing down my neck. Won't shut up about that island of dinosaurs I made or the risks to Zootopia they presented." Saxton complained.
"Regardless of your issues with Swift-Hoof, this equipment could be the turning point in my war against Spider-Ham." Fisk said.
"What? You seriously want Mamm Co. products, to kill some weird sow in spandex?" Saxton said.
"Speaking of which, you've had your own run ins with that pig... and at every turn. You've been captured by him, and forced to attend psychiatric evaluations. Is this factually untrue?" Fisk said.
"Oh yeah? Well... your fat!" Hale said.
"Ouch, that wounded me." Fisk said sarcastically. "But in all seriousness. Spider-Ham is a menace to my criminal activities. And by extension to my... cohorts, long term plans for Zootopia. That is why I had the Spider Slayers commissioned, but apparently there not enough to deal with one. Insufferable. Indolent. Pig. With any luck, these devices might help my scientists make a better Spider Slayer, or better yet. Make up for being charged five times the standard price for these." Fisk said.
"Well I told you the bundle deal would have been better a better deal. Also, for your troubles. I'll give you the phone number of some mercs. Not going to lie. There not the best of the best, in fact most of them are insane, insufferable, and at least three or four of them can't read, not sure which ones are which if I'm honest. But there some of my best customers, and despite fighting for two old codgers bickering over gravel of all things, there ALMOST as good as the best mercenary's in the world." Saxton said as he slid a phone number to Fisk.
"Hmm... Long-Fang might find some use for this. Now, let's part ways. And remember, the Kingpin of Crime is always willing to fill your pockets." Fisk said as he shook Saxtons paw.
"Oh... Edwards going to flip at this." Peter said to himself.
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Edward Swift-Hoof was seething as he finished watching the video Peter sent to him. "That... marsupial... has been dealing with Wilson Fisk." Edward said, barely able to keep his rage under control.
"Sir, your pills?" Jessica said as she produced a bottle of prescription pills. Edward hastily consumed two pills.
"I would have just taken them there. But I figured that since Saxton is dealing with a criminal, one I thought was an upstanding citizen. I figured that you and the ZPD would want a crack at these two." Peter said over Edwards computer.
"Indeed, I've been trying to put Wilson Fisk behind bars since my earliest days as a lawyer. And not only have you caught him red hooved, but we know that those Spider Slayers that have been pursuing you, and generally causing mayhem for the good citizens of Zootopia and property damage are funded through HIS pockets. And Saxton has been providing him Mamm Co. equipment. With any luck, Foxgerald can put together a case on Fisk based on this alone." Edward said.
"I'll send copies of the video to Bogo, Ms. Foxgerald, and note them to ask you about any plans you may have." Jessica said.
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Several days later, Saxton Hale skydived into his office at Mamm Co. "SAXTON HAAAAAAALE!" He shouted as he landed safely inside to meet with his assistants. "Ramming, how does todays dive compare to yesterdays? Be square with me, I'm made of stern stuff." Saxton said to a ram assistant.
"Tears were brought to the eyes, your morning ostrich and ostrich eggs sir." Ramming said, presenting a fried ostrich on a large plate, along with enormous fried yokes next to it.
"Splendid, Mr. Bearwell, any new business?" Saxton said as he dug into his breakfast.
"Well... you have an appointment sir... in fact they arrived before you even arrived." Bearwell, a bear said.
"Tell them to bug off, I have some ostrich I need to see to." Saxton said as he wolfed down ostrich meat and yokes.
"But they were insistent to see you as soon as possible. " Mr. Bearing said.
"And I said-"
"You're in no position to dictate terms Mr. Hale." Edward Swift-Hoof said as he spun around in Saxton's office chair. "And I will not be bullied by an insane marsupial and his pet paw-lickers."
"YOU... Bearwell, who on Earth is he?" Saxton said, Edward face-hoofed in annoyance.
"He's, Mayor Edward Swift-Hood. Mayor of Zootopia, you do recall that he has been blackmailing you regarding the Chimera Park fiasco correct?" Mr. Bearwell said.
"Yes, that's right, and you Saxton. I have found wanting in our deal. Not only have you been ignoring your mandatory sessions with Dr. Metro. But apparently, you've been dealing with the illusive Kingpin of Crime." Edward said as he displayed the incriminating video on his phone.
"Well I have to say, that defiantly looks and sounds like me. But that video is complete and utter bull-"
"Don't bother lying Hale, I know this is you, I know that you've sold some of your merchandise to Wilson Fisk. I know that you apparently have a cadre of mercenaries, and I know now that I was a fool to ever let go off with a slap on the wrist in the first place! And now... I have dirt to put that corrupt hippo behind bars. And you." Edward said, his voice seething with rage. "Matter of fact, I already had the evidence regarding Chimera Park leaked to the press, along with corroborating evidence from that research outpost we had setup, and from the equipment of the officers that were on the island. Bottom line Hale... your finished." Edward said with contempt.
"Well obviously your bluffing-" Saxton was cut off as Edward leapt on him, and started to pummel with his hooves. "Listen mate, I like a good tussle as much as the next roo, but I've killed some of the most dangerous animals on this world before I had to make Chimera Park." Saxton said, unphased as Edward hit him.
"Well I've killed mammals Hale! And I WILL add you to my personal body count if it comes down to it! You've already lost! STAND. DOWN!" Edward roared as he knocked him unconscious with his bare hooves. "There... he's out for the count. Does this count as winning the Mamm Co. challenge?" Edward said as he stood up.
"Y-Yes Mr. Swift-Hoof, as I said, you have to win in a fist fight... your now the official head of Mamm Co." Bearwell said nervously.
"Yes, and my first order is to dissolve the Mamm Co. challenge. It's the dumbest way for a corporate takeover to work. And you both should be ashamed for never saying a word against it to him. As for my second... I'll be naming my successor in a moment. But first," Edward said as he pressed some buttons on a phone, then out of a window a flying motorcycle appeared. "I have to attend to something more important to me at least." Edward said as he boarded the motorcycle.
"Sir... couldn't you have taken that on the ground floor?" Bearwell asked as Edward sped away.
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Meanwhile, at Fisk Tower... war had effectively broken out. With the ZPD fighting their way to Fisk's office near the top of the skyscraper. Having to contend with not just security guards and mercenaries, but automated turrets and assorted robots.
In Fisk's office, he was in the middle of a phone call. "Mr. Long-Fang... I'm beyond sorry if I am interrupting anything important." Wilson said.
"No Wilson, you've done no such thing. Feel free to speak freely with me." Long-Fang said over the phone.
"The ZPD is in my building. They claim to have evidence of my criminal activities. And there not taking my security systems as a sign to leave." Fisk said, as he looked over the security cameras.
"Come on boys! Fisk isn't going to arrest himself!" Bogo said as he threw one of Fisk's mercenaries into a wall.
"Hmm... have they actually showed you the evidence in question?" Long-Fang said.
"They had a messenger... in the form of Spider-Ham. Who had eavesdropped on my 'meeting' with Saxton Hale, and recorded enough to raise the ire of the ZPD. And presumably he also showed it to the Mayor's Office. So as it stands, my entire enterprise is basically standing on its last foot." Fisk said.
"And I would assume that there isn't enough public works you could perform, nor bribes you could send to the right mammals to get them off your back." Long-Fang said.
"I believe it would be far too late Mr. Long-Fang. But as for the purpose for my call, I wish to seek asylum amid your estate." Fisk said.
"Of course my friend, just get all your data on your pet projects, and all vital equipment and personnel, and bring them to my compound. Leave behind no evidence of what we're doing. But make haste... if Bogo himself is taking part in the assault. Nick and Judy will most likely be there. And if there in the building, there most likely taking a short cut." Long-Fang said, as unbeknownst to Fisk. Nick and Judy had entered the office through a grate in the ceiling.
"Understood Mr. Long-Fang, besides, I'm more than a match for a fox and rabbit." Fisk said as Nick and Judy silently took out Fisk's bodyguards.
"In physically prowess? There is no doubt, but there strength lies in there tenacity and cunning. Do not, underestimate them. Here's hoping to see you soon." Long-Fang said as the phone was hung up.
"Wilson Fisk, you're under arrest. For dealing in black market acquisition of weapons and equipment reserved for the Zootopia Police Department. Suspicion for murder, racketeering, smuggling, attempted murder." Judy listed.
"And generally making Zootopia a worse place to live in then it really needs to be. Seriously, why even make an army of killer robots to kill ONE pig? Not even really an army, just send one at a time." Nick added.
"Hmm... so Mr. Wilde, Ms. Hopps-"
"That's officers, Wilde and Hopps, to you tubby." Nick said as he and Judy aimed there tranquilizer guns at Fisk.
"Ah yes, the age old stereotype of my kind, that were all fat, ill-tempered brutes... not without good reason of course. Now will you mind leaving my office before you get hurt?" Fisk said as he cracked his knuckles and took up his cane.
"You're not going anywhere." Judy said as she fired a few shots into Fisk's left shoulder.
"Neither are you!" Fisk said as he fired a laser from his canes head.
"OKAY! HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN!?" Nick said in surprise as he and Judy dove into cover.
"I'm not going down without a fight!" Fisk said as he charged towards the two officers. Knocking over furniture and swinging his laser cane.
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In the ZNN newsroom, the two newscasters, Fabienne Growley and Peter Moosebridge began to do there jobs.
"Our top story today, yesterday saw upheaval for both Mamm Co. and Fisk Enterprises, as evidence has turned up regarding both companies engaging in criminal acts, as well as negligence of worker safety." Fabienne said as the video of Saxton and Wilson's deal played.
"Details at this time are sketchy. But apparently, Mayor Swift-Hoof had challenged Saxton Hale, Mamm Co.'s CEO to what is known as the Mamm Co. Challenge. Where anyone wishing to take over Mamm Co. has to fight the current CEO in hand-to-hand combat, then after that he gifted Mamm Co., to Blackpaw International LTD for a modest sum of one-hundred million dollars to the cities treasury." Peter said.
"One the subject of Wilson Fisk, this video, taken by an anonymous source, has revealed that he is in fact the enigmatic Kingpin, head of all crime in Zootopia. The ZPD launched a daring raid on Fisk Tower to arrest Mr. Fisk. While the raid was successful, a number of ZPD officers were injured. Including Office Nickolas Wilde, the ZPDs first fox officer." Fabienne said as footage played of Nick limping out of the building while leaning on Judy.
"Carrots... how did you even survive that hippo?" Nick said deliriously.
"Never mind that Nick, just get some rest." Judy said as she helped her partner into an ambulance.
"Wilson Fisk was arrested, and his company's assets were seized. " Fabienne explained.
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At Draco Long-Fang's estate in the woods, Draco looked on in dismay at the TV as the news was being broadcasted. "I don't believe it... at least TWO major assets have been compromised, and I can't even find a bail for either of them, as if Delphine's capture was bad enough!" He said in irritation.
Then, Dawn Bellwether entered the room. "Sir... is this a bad time?" Dawn asked nervously.
"That all depends... do you have any good news for me?" Draco asked.
"Well, the good news is that we've recovered the majority of Mr. Fisk's property and personnel, and the mercs that Hale recommended are willing to work with us. And Whoolter and his team are making great strides on the Night Howler project." Dawn said.
"And I presume that as good as it sounds, there's a catch. Isn't there Dawn?" Draco asked.
"I... I was just getting to that sir..." Dawn said anxiously.
"Do not be afraid Dawn, please. Speak honestly." Draco said.
"Well... Fisk's scientists are refusing to work unless they have their questions answered. The mercs are charging triple what their pay, and... Whoolter has run into problems with the clones themselves." Dawn said, terrified of Draco's response.
"Really? What manner of problems?" Draco asked.
"Well... it's something you have to see for yourself." Dawn said as she hid behind her tablet.
"Then by all means I'll see to this matter personally... also, you have my permission to pass out on the floor without consequence." Draco said as he left his living room, and Dawn fell into a chair.
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"Long-Fang, what has taken you so long?" Dr. Mulerson said as Draco arrived at the lab.
"I only just learned that anything was wrong. Now what is the issue with the clones?" Draco said.
"Well... it would seem that some of the clones have had an... unwanted side effect on one strain of the clones. Fortunately, we managed to quarantine the clones that were infected." Dr. Mulerson said.
"What manner of infection?" Draco said impatiently.
"See for yourself." Dr. Mulerson said as he guided Draco through his laboratory. Eventually he arrived at a containment cell filled with bunnies that looked like Judy Hopps. All of them standing still with their eyes closed.
"And why are they in this cell? Furthermore, have they even been touched by Night Howler extract?" Draco said, confused as to what was happening.
"Well, these are clones of Officer Hopp's twin brother." Dr. Mullerson said.
"We are Legion." Davies clones said, opening their eyes, all of them glowing red. "For we, are many."
"Yes... I was just about to say, they've somehow formed a sort of hive mind. And these clones have taken over the other clones that have been grafted with the NH-Injectors." Dr. Mulerson explained.
"Oh no... Please tell me you did some research on Davies Hopps BEFORE you thought to clone him?" Draco said as he face-pawed.
"If by that, you mean if I performed tests to determine how this hap-"
"No. I mean, did it occur to you. To do research on Davies Hopps medical files. Before you thought to use the genetic sample you got your hooves on. To create clones of him, for the army I'm trying to create? Because I'd be willing to bet that you completely spaced out on THAT particular detail!" Draco said in aggravation.
"He did, for we, are the Legion of Night. Only truly emerge in those whose minds are... different from other mortals. Such as this host... and through him, we command all who have been touched by the Night Howlers. Which seems to be these dregs you've had created in your lab... we are less than happy. That these are not the genuine articles, nothing to corrupt for my own purposes. But one way or another, we will bring this mockery you mortals call 'Civilization' to ruin. We will drag you mammals back into the muck of your primordial past." The Davies clones rambled.
"Mulerson, terminate these clones, and don't even think about cloning any more of Davies Hopps. In fact, while you're at it. Get rid of every sample, or file, or anything else that could be used to clone more of him. I'm pretty sure the Legion of Night is beyond even my capacity to control." Draco said.
"But sir I-"
"NO BACKTALK MULE! DO AS YOUR TOLD!" Draco shouted, Dr. Mulerson said nothing as he pressed some buttons on a console on the clone's cell.
"We are eternal... the Legion of Night cannot be felled by mere gas. One way or another, we shall bring mammalkind back into the ancient days when predators freely hunted prey." The clones said as the started to die from the gas.
"Well... the good news is, is that with them dead and this... Legion of Night killed. The rest of the clones will be far more manageable." Dr. Mulerson said.
"So... things are still on schedule?" Draco said in annoyance.
"Assuming another unforeseen variable like this doesn't pop up. Then we should meet the deadline you set... but I must ask. Why is that specific date so important?" Dr. Mulerson said.
"Mulerson, after this screw-up. You don't get an exact answer. All you need know is that after I'm done... Zootopia, and the world will fear the name. Draco Long-Fang, and my oldest enemy. Will know that I cast her low, speaking of which, how has that double agent in the ZPD been working?" Draco said.
"The ZPD is unaware that one of their own is one of my robots, Sierra Ultima has even recovered the means to build more of the nanobots that I had the okapi Selene Samuel create for me." Dr. Mulerson said.
"Nanobots that, I presume that you haven't used lately... for your own personal ends, that are in conflict with my plans, good doctor?" Draco said suspiciously.
"No, of course not Mr. Long-Fang... Think of it, as a contingency of sorts. If only so that, if your army were to fail-"
"It won't fail; I've been planning for this day for years. Now no more screw ups Mullerson. Now I must go, I have mercenaries and roboticists to deal with." Draco said as he left the cloning lab.
"Hmm... patients... just a little while longer before I can make my move. And you, Sierra Ultima... will be the tip of my spear, in my plans to make the mules the dominant organic life on this world." Dr. Mullerson said as he looked through a tablet that showed him things from Sierra Ultima's perspective. "Huh... I was hoping this would be far juicier. I suppose that a children's book could be an interesting change of pace." Dr. Mulerson said.
"Forgive me master. But my cover has a schedule to keep. That includes reading to children at schools. Now if you will excuse me, an elephant calf has a question about a word in this book." Sierra Ultima said over the tablet.
"Notify me if anything... spicy happens." Dr. Mulerson said as he put the tablet away.