War of the Dark Underground

by StrayShot

Choices. Zootopia denizens make them every day. In the underbelly of society are those who thrive on craftiness and questionable morals. If you fall to their schemes, you obviously aren't smart. The Dark Council rules the criminal element ruthlessly, and now time is ripe to wrest control of all Zootopia. Sides are drawn, choices must be made. Even for Mr. Big.

5. 1x05 - Karma and Past Deeds

Karma and Past Deeds.

Nick and Judy were puzzled why they were not given an assignment this morning. Bogo had dismissed everyone and quickly departed the room. Officer Higgins prevented them from following the chief out the door, explaining that they were to remain here until the chief decided he was ready to discuss a very sensitive issue. They were genuinely surprised when Dr. Otterton and Dr. Bearinton entered the bull pen shortly after every other officer had left. Judy thought she noticed something from her secondary partners, Officer Lioness and Quickpaw. Just as Judy had developed an ability to read Nick's subtle nuances, so she had developed the same for these two. Something was going on, and the precinct had orders not to discuss it with the fox-bunny duo.

Dr. Otterton did a quick medical exam while Dr. Bearinton asked general questions. The same evasiveness was given by these two, albeit with a little more information. At least now they knew it was something that members of their family wanted to talk with them about. Judy was convinced it was about her secret lakeside meetings with the buck who wore coke-bottle glasses, the one back when she was a teenager. She was tutoring him in a subject he was struggling with, and being a farmers' daughter gave her an understanding on it. Today he is working for ZASA and occasionally sends her postcards thanking her for never mocking him... and always encouraging him to make the world a better place. Nick was convinced it was about his old flame with a young vixen named Marian; she had gotten pregnant when they were dating, but the cubs were proven to have been sired by her old flame. The vixen had made various claims over the years trying to prove he was the father; starting when the actual father proved unable to hold employment or be a successful entrepreneur. He would not be surprised if she was trying again, especially with his current employment.

They were surprised when a group of elder foxes and rabbits enter the room. Why would their grandparents be here? Audrey and Arnold Wilde, Nathan and Vickie Keen, Albert and Opal Hopps, and Floyd and Elizabeth Jumper.

"Ah, finally made it" the otter muttered. "These youngsters were getting ready to make a jailbreak."

Opal merely *Pffed* at him. "Come over here and get a hug from your grandma. You too, Judy." The young doe would have complied but she was currently in the embrace of a couple elder vixens; something she obviously had gotten used to by now. Nick grinned as he obeyed; he could never quite remember any other married couple whose formal greeting was as switched around as his and Judy's was. Besides... if he didn't comply immediately the elder doe would simply deny him blueberries for the remainder of the day; such was her authority over the burrow and every bunny helped enforce her decree.

Dr. Bearinton looked around and counted the elder mammals that arrived. "I thought only Judy's grandparents were coming?"

"Plans were changed" Director Audrey said as she finally released Judy. "When both sides of our extended family learned about what happened, they insisted we be here as well. Hence four turned into eight. More would have come along, but we thought it best to limit our numbers; those which are the most direct in line, hence why only the parents and grandparents will be going with Judy and Nickolas. We'll meet up with Stu, Bonnie, John, Jackie and the priests."

Parents... priests... there? This was getting murkier than a rain puddle after a storm.

The door opened again and in walked Dr. Catherin Allison who is their personal physician, Dr. Samantha Carter who is the ZPD mental health counselor, and Chief Bogo. Now Judy and Nick started feeling boxed-in, more like that day when they were officially informed about the charges against them from the council of elders. This was noticed by nearly everyone in the room.

"Hopps, Wilde... it isn't that bad. But since we don't know how you two will react, it was decided to allow your elders break it." Bogo said in his usual tone of voice.

Uh-oh... this was completely out of character for the buffalo, especially this one.

"Nickolas," it was Grandma Opal speaking as she looked directly into his eyes. "What we have to tell you should never be done this way. Now you know my family: we love you as if you are one of our own. I try to always make certain you eat well, speaking of which... when was the last time you ate?"

Everyone chuckled. They were certain she would say this even if the todd just finished a Thanksgiving feast. Nick gave the elder rabbit a gentle hug and kissed between her ears; this was something he started doing to all his elder female relatives and Judy's' elders now were his. Opal had recently started paying closer attention to his nails; she and Audrey were talking more via text messages so he concluded they were conspiring to get grandcubs and grandkits.

Dr. Carter put her paw on Nick's. "How do you feel about having a family of your own?"

Judy instantly picked up on the subtle change in this question. This psychologist always asked *starting*... not *having*, future tense instead of presence tense. Nick must have not noticed her ears suddenly shooting up, but the others did. Those not in Nick's direct line of sight quickly put their finger over their mouths, the universal sign requesting others to remain silent. Judy was not happy but obeyed the unspoken request.

Meanwhile Nick was pondering the question. "I want a family of my own someday. Judy and I will start one, but first she wants to earn the next rank. It would be selfish of me to impregnate her before she was ready, or we mutually agreed."

Grandma Vickey, Jackie's mother, sat down next to Nick. "Nicki... ponder something for me. Orphaned kits and cubs... have you considered adopting them? Do you think either we or Judy's elders would accept them any less than your own?"

Now these questions really puzzled the todd. "Grandma, why do you ask? Of course it is obvious all of you will accept them without hesitation. But I do worry about Judy possibly getting bigger hugs when she does become pregnant." Everyone chuckled, and the elder vixens all promised to try being more careful when the young doe is pregnant. This annoyed Judy... she was uncomfortable with everyone conspiring to get her pregnant, and was hard pressed to recall any of her sisters being treated in this manner.

Vickey pulled her grandson close and gently hugged him. "Nicki... we are always here to help you and Judy. Floyd and Elizabeth have done a remarkable job helping you to properly relate to Judy, how to treat her and allow her to change your life... for the better I might add."

Nick blushed. "Grandma, please stop before you attempt to instruct me in the mechanics of lovemaking." Everyone laughed at this.

Elizabeth sat down on the other side of the todd. "Yes we did. It was quite the challenge I tell you. But I think we have to give credit where it is due. Dr. Otterton... Dr. Bearinton; thank you two for being in the trenches doing the bloody and messy work."

Vickey was puzzled until it dawned on her. "Oh that's right. Mandatory counseling. Yes... thank you good doctors."

Dr. Otterton bowed. "You are welcome. Let's not forget others who did their fair share of the burden." He pointed towards the other doctors. "Dr. Carter was here daily; she intercepted things when both of our charges strongly disagreed. Dr. Allison did the unpleasant work of making sure they didn't harm each other."

The elders gave the two doctors applause, and shook their paws.

Dr. Carter looked at the otter. "I'm certain Dr. Allison will agree with me... it was quite easy doing our part when both of you," she pointed at the bear and otter, "did such masterful work. It almost wrote itself; just get them to talk about what their last session was about."

Audrey cleared her throat. "When are we going to talk about the cubs?"

The room fell eerily silent. Judy thought she felt the room temperature fall many degrees. Dr. Bearinton and Dr. Carter simply gave the elder vixen a *that could have waited* look. The other grandparents shuffled in their seat, not exactly knowing if they should talk about it this soon.

Nick was now thoroughly confused; what did cubs have to do with all these elders? They treated his choice in a mate as warmly as they did all their other young, and never failed to gently ask when Judy and he were going to make them grandparents. They gently suggested herbal remedies or family elixirs sworn to improve the chance for it. These rabbits and foxes were really crazy about new litters, obviously rooting for them to start a family. These... then the proverbial light bulb went off. Cubs. All this humming-hawing was about actual cubs. And somehow he was involved. But... how?

Judy could see the wild confusion going through her husband's eyes. "Grandparents... if you have something to say, please say it plain. This is my husband... and right now he's more confused than I am. I don't like it."

Audrey was the one who knelt down in front of both. Judy now saw the pain in her eyes; saw how whatever news that needed to be said was tearing the elder vixen apart. "Judith... Nickolas. I only learned about this a couple days ago. All of Nick's and all of your grandparents learned about this at about that same time. I'm not certain if the explanation given was as sound as it was stated, but what's done is done. Everyone here now is committed to doing what is right."

Dr. Bearinton put a big paw upon Nick's shoulder. "Do you want me to say it plainly... or do you prefer Audrey?"

Nick felt his emotions start running wild. Dr. Otteron must have anticipated this; Nick felt a needle in his arm and his pulse start to slow as did his thoughts. He looked at Audrey; he knew she always treated his wife as good as or better than any of his cousin's vixens. "Grandma... what is all this talk about cubs?"

Audrey gently held his paws. "Do you remember that vixen godfather?"

"Yes... how could I forget her? She attempted to take me away from Judy, from preventing us from resuming our trial so we could be found Genuine. She pushed me into a pool which the solution cleared Judy's mark, Judy's soreness in her carrot, she..." He had an epiphany. His eyes widen with the realization. Slowly he looked directly into her eyes.

"Josephine Wintersprite... she was impregnated... by me?"

"That is what we are told. Unfortunately... there is more."

More. Nick felt his mind start to race even under the effect of whatever was in that shot.

Dr. Bearinton cleared his throat. "This is all he should know. Give him time to process it."

Nick had been around this bear long enough to know when something irritated him, even when he didn't show it. Looking into the elder bear's eyes, he saw what he recognized as subtle anger. Obviously he had been trained to hide it, but it was plainly there.

"They kept you in the dark, didn't they Doc?"

"Yes Nickolas, they did. Had I known I would have told you. Even though it was not discovered by higher authority until a few months ago, I think it would have been better for you back then. The vixen kept this hidden pretty well; obviously she intended to use it against you."

Nick looked puzzled. "Why? What good would it do? I'm Judy's husband."

"She was an expert manipulator; whatever her plans were, it is a moot point now. Remember that warehouse murder scene a few months back?" He was guiding the conversation towards something unpleasant.

"The one I wasn't allowed to go near?"

"Yes, that one. It was several adults and," he paused to formulate how he should say the next few words, "her cubs that was killed inside."

Nick felt relief and angst at the same time. But all these family members plainly suggested something else. "It wasn't all her cubs that were killed, was it?"

"Two survived. But we aren't certain which one is possibly yours. There was another todd that impregnated her. He no longer is alive."

Nick looked up into the bear's eyes. And then his grandmothers'.

Audrey spoke softly. "Zootopia General Hospital knew about the cubs. It was they who discovered her litter had two fathers. The coroner who did the autopsies identified, counted, and separated the bodies accordingly. He also identified the other todd was killed at the scene. His best guess was that all but two of the cubs bodies were recovered from the scene; one from each father. This is why we are here: we are taking you and Judy to meet with the priest who has been protecting them."

Nick's ears shot up. "They knew?"

"No. Only when we were told did they have knowledge. As I am told, Josephine entrusted these cubs into the care of a trusted minion. Where this minion is now is anyone's guess. Hence why the priest is now guarding them."

Dr. Otterton stepped nearby and placed his paw on Nick's other shoulder. "We are coming along, Bearinton and I. We will verify if either of the cubs is yours. Once this is known, confirmed or not, we will have other decisions to make. But not until then."

Judy only noticed at this moment that Bogo was the only one present who wasn't overly emotional. Her exceptional hearing soon told her his heartbeat was normal. She knew now was not the time to question him, her first priority was to the well-being of her husband. There would be time enough to corner the buffalo for the questions she will formulate. Heaven help him if he knew and approved.

---

The earthen priest had been chatty most days since he first arrived that night so many days ago. Carl and Kimberly Wintersprite had learned quite allot, perhaps more than they wanted. Their ambitious daughter, Josephine, had succeeded in her dream to become a powerful government official. A godfather... who could have ever thought such a feat could have been pulled off? But how she pulled it off... this they disapproved of and the result was here in their paws. They finally learned why the Council of Mother Nature thought their family was abusing the ancient gift given their ancestor so long ago. Josephine had found a way to use the gift in a very negative manner; and the ancient warning came true.

It was tough believing Josephine stooped to running around with unruly and dangerous criminals, it was tough accepting she stooped to bribing said criminals to abduct and hold indefinitely for a price her husband: the now-restored godfather. Josephine always was very quick on her paws, as testified on her figuring out how to beat said godfather in his own game of twenty-one. She turned the tables on him after her victory, thus forcing him to marry her. They shook their heads; how could she so quickly have her husband abducted? How could she join in partnership with that rabbit that had a permanent erectile dysfunction? So many things she did wrong; so carelessly she threw away most what she was taught from a little kit.

But now at least they could raise their granddaughters without interference from their mother. But the earthen priest warned that the now-restored godfather , who obviously was never their father, would seek to end these young ones lives, if nothing more than to permanently end the former godfather's lineage. How such thinking could exist baffled the elder Vulpes; but life never was fair. They were now committed to guiding these young ones properly. Hopefully without interference from those criminals.

Where was Josephine's best friend and littermate, Kathrin? That vixen always was the more stable of the two, and now their parents dearly wished Josephine didn't run off to pursue her dreams. They knew of the two sisters Josephine was the bigger risk-taker, was the one willing to flag her tail trading for favors, and been to Dark Secret Alley at least once for their special services that never was disclosed to parents. The elder Vulpes knew what that foul place offered, and suspected they could have become grandparents sooner had the visit not gone. Now the one daughter of the two had gone and disappeared; and this greatly worried them. The psychologist at Zootopia General Hospital warned them this could happen; Kathrin could run off seeking vengeance or perhaps doing what she thought was protecting the family, or the two cubs.

Their reverie was interrupted by the earthen priest entering their room. "It's time. The others who seek answers are nearly here."

Carl embraced his wife. "Must we allow them? The young ones have finally gotten settled down after the removal of that vixen. They have been through so much."

The priest put a comforting paw on their shoulders. "These have been denied what is rightfully theirs. You were entrusted to shelter and ground them; now they are ready to expand their family. One has gotten to know her true father, and thus her heritage. The other sense her true family has been denied her, now that they are here she eagerly awaits them."

He looked into the elder's eyes. "This is not good bye; neither are your granddaughters leaving. Their father will need your help and guidance if he is to stabilize his own life. You know how foxes react when pregnancy is realized; he is just now realizing just how much he has missed. Try to help him establish his role in their lives, especially the one who is his real daughter."

Now the elder foxes realized how their focus was in error, not entirely wrong just short-sighted. Now they sorely missed Kathrin; that daughter had a knack for smoothing over ruffled fur. So Carl hugged his wife and dried her tears; and then both walked outdoors to meet the other half of their granddaughter's family. It was going to be an emotional reunion; it was going to be difficult allowing these unknown Vulpes to be around the vixens for a few days.

"Do not worry; they will be adequately protected. And they will never be separated one from another" the earthen priest calmly muttered.

Kimberly looked puzzled at the priest. He smiled and pointed towards the end of the lane; there everyone saw many vehicles, most obviously government ones and a few they recognized as from various law enforcement agencies.

Kimberly trembled slightly. "Oh. I suppose we really do not have any choice in the matter."

The earthen priest smiled warmly. "You misunderstand; these are here to push away those who seek to abduct the young ones. Even now there have been members of these agencies that have quietly hidden themselves around your home. It has been these that have up to now provided protection against the foul ones." He gently grasped both their paws and started leading them towards these newcomers.

---

It had been a hell'va shock; early this morning Nick had enjoyed performing his husband's duties with Judy, and had mockingly mentioned something about *there you are Mrs. Wilde: that should make you a mother*. Now Loki had taken and twisted those words around and threw them back into his paws... in spades. He had been a father for months now; been denied the joys and pains of raising cubs. Even now those thoughts raced between the extremes; logically he understood it was the godfather's actions that hid them for some unknown purpose. But it was his emotional side that riled against his better judgement; why did his superiors hide this from him?

Nick was finding it increasingly difficult to stay somewhat calm. Even with Judy by his side encouraging him to stay positive, his thoughts grew darker. He tried not to look at his grandparents; they had been cheated from the joys of grandparent duties. This realization was making him angrier; and those closest to him knew it.

Dr. Bearinton could read the fox's emotions clear as day; he was trained to do this. He wrote himself a note to have an extra session of counseling with the fox; but first it was more important to introduce the father to the daughter he never knew. That would be the tricky part, he wished a priestess was here to perform that calming spell or whatever it was they did that calmed the masses. But for now he was left with his own devices.

They reached the rendezvous point; a small restaurant a few miles away from Woolie Meadows. Judy and Nick were warmly greeted by their parents, and by two priests. He recognized the lioness but not her companion. He greeted and kissed High Priestess Ishanah, but looked puzzled towards High Priest Aaron.

Ishanah chuckled. "Of course you would be unfamiliar with him as he rarely travels to Zootopia. Officer Nickolas Wilde, may I present High Priest Aaron of the Council of Mother Nature. Aaron, I present Officer Wilde. He is the reason for today's travels."

The high priest made a motion through the air above them; a strange glow emanated from his paws and the air had a strange electrical feeling in it. Nick was greatly surprised his dark thoughts dispersed quickly.

"What have you done? Bewitched me? Can I not think and feel for myself?"

Aaron merely looked at the todd, clearly showing annoyance on his face. "Nickolas Piberius Wilde: the incantation does not work that way. It is a purifying spell, meant only to remove evil influences from the surrounding area. Your mind is still your own as is your free will. I strongly encourage you to choose to use this time to unite with your daughter. She has been anxiously waiting for you. Remember... she will be uncertain about you as you are her."

Bogo cleared his throat. "Shall we continue? I'm certain the parents wish to go over a few things parents are prone to do."

Nick was surprised the two priests rode with Judy and him; obviously both sets of parents did. Jackie was very excited; Bonnie was too but to a lesser degree. John calmly talked to his son trying to suggest a couple things that might make this easier. Stu was... Stu. Overly emotion and clearly eager to meet the young vixen; and it wasn't his biological grandkits he would be meeting shortly. Judy was a bit embarrassed, but by now she had learned to just roll with it. Ishanah was talking with the mothers, letting them express their concerns and giving advice. Aaron was doing likewise with the fathers; although Nick was greatly amused at the high priest's barely-hidden annoyance at Stu's overly-emotionalism. Nick had grown fond of this quirk; and just remembering it helped refocused his own thoughts.

*If this rabbit can be this happy about meeting a youngster who isn't his biological offspring, perhaps I can be as well* he thought to himself.

Finally the caravan arrived at its destination and stopped at the end of a long lane. Everyone got out and the high priest instructed everyone to stay where they are; he needed to contact his priest and assess the situation. High Priestess Ishanah went with him, mostly to help purify the area as they walked together towards the house. Nick could see someone standing in the doorway, but couldn't determine if it was the other grandparents or the priest assigned here.

A little bundle of energy bolted out the doorway and headed straight towards them. No... now that it was closer it clearly was two little vixens; each running as fast as their little feet could take them. They easily dodged the priests who attempted to head them off, and continued towards their target. The adults weren't certain how they knew, but both young vixens jumped straight into Nick's arms.

"Daddy!" both said unison as they hugged the todd tightly with their little paws. Nick was clearly taken aback, actually shocked at their enthusiasm upon greeting a stranger. Judy was feeling all emotional at the family reunion, even though she rarely felt this way. But it was Stu's calmness that surprised everyone.

Nick finally found his voice. "There there! I'm just a stranger, but you act as if you have known me forever."

The lighter hued vixen looked up into his face. "But I do! I saw you in my dreams many times these last few nights. A glowing one told me it was you; but you're in danger, daddy! Don't you worry, I'll protect you!"

This got a chuckle from the other adults, and a confused look from the little vixen.

"And I'll protect you too!" The darker hued vixen said the words with just as much conviction as her sister said.

"Well, looks like my job is done. No need for me to hang around" the deputy said from the other side of the vehicle. "Little ones have everything under control."

Chief Bogo was not amused, but decided to take it in the humorous tone he assumed it was meant. Otherwise the local sheriff would be receiving a call. He looked at the deputy, his stare made it clear those words better be a joke.

Judy stepped beside her husband and held out her paw. "I'm Judy Hopps, pleased to meet you." Both little vixens looked at the rabbit, clearly puzzled.

"Marilyn is the light-hued one. Caroline has the darker hue."

Everyone turned and looked at who said those words. Two elder foxes stood a few feet away, three priests stood beside them.

"Pardon my impoliteness. My name is Carl Wintersprite, and this is my wife Kimberly. We are pleased to meet your acquaintance."

Judy turned around and extended her paw. "I am Judy Wilde and this is my husband, Nickolas Wilde."

"Ah... now I remember. Of the council of elders trial. First predator-prey to be declared in a Genuine relationship" Kimberly said as she took Judy's paw and drew her close, giving her a gentle hug. "Pardon my misgivings, but don't you normally go by your maiden name?"

Judy blushed. "I thought it best to use my husband's name. We were trying for a litter of our own, but the current situation in Zootopia prevents us. To say the discovery of these two was quite the surprise is an understatement. No offense to these two little cuties."

"No offense taken, my dear. We are never as backwards as some foxes are." Kimberly now held Judy at arm's length, looking the doe from head to toe and examining certain body parts. "Sharp eyes, strong teeth, toned body, good posture. You have quite the catch, Nickolas."

Judy blushed again. Before she could give a reply, the vixen drew her close again and whispered softly in her ear. "Please have my deepest wishes for a family. Call me any time should you want some motherly advice, not that you don't have enough already."

Judy gave the vixen a big bunny hug, mostly to hide her embarrassment, but also to show her genuine appreciation. "I will Kimberly. And I'll make sure we come over frequently to celebrate all appropriate holidays." She now was the one holding the vixen at arm's reach. "But I insist this first year these young ones have the holidays at your place. Nick and I will try to make those when we are able."

The vixen looked a bit puzzled, but was interrupted before she could reply. "My daughter-in-law has an unusual work schedule. She often spends the night with us when Nick has a different shift." Jackie was now standing nearby and put out her paw. "Jackie Wilde, mother to Nickolas. My husband is John, that's him over there keeping an eye on the bushes."

A small group of elder foxes stepped next to the elder todd. "I am Audrey Wilde and this is my husband, Arnold. This is Nathan Keen and his wife Vickey. We are Nickolas's grandparents."

Carl shook their paws as he muttered "Director of Zootopia Health Commission, correct?"

"Correct. I felt it best to let the others introduce themselves. Not meaning to be rude, can we bring this indoors? Prying eyes and such."

As they walked back to their house, the Wintersprites gave and received introductions to Judy's side of the family. They told how these two young ones came into their home. Particular attention was paid to the nursemaid, and how they knew she was more than she claimed but let things be until recent events. Audrey, Vickie, and Jackie asked many questions, and as mothers are prone to do they asked about habits the young vixens had. Elizabeth, Opal, and Bonnie asked their fair share of questions, seeing how they were an extended part of the family and the Wilde-Hopps duo will be bringing these young vixens to their burrow quite often. Meanwhile the two young vixens rested in Nick's arms, eventually falling asleep.

By now Kimberly was quite interested in just how a bunny and fox could become so emotionally close. Bonnie explained how Judy's dream of becoming a police officer led many bucks to forsake her, and how her job led her to Nick. Jackie explained how it was Judy's acceptance and confidence in Nick that led him to changing his life of being a conmammal to a life of making the world a better place. Elizabeth explained how the council of elders painstakingly examined their relationship and found them to be genuine. But when the delicate topic of how Judy and Nick could have bedroom activities... these elders where unusually quiet. Judy broke the silence by explaining she was not a normal doe and her body was different. Kimberly was embarrassed but Judy hugged her and explained this was a recurring question, so by now she was used to giving this short explanation.

Once inside Dr. Otterton was joined by Dr. Valiant, the Wintersprite's family doctor, and together both doctors did tests; the end results proved the lighter-hued vixen was Nick's daughter. True, Zootopia General did know these vixens had different fathers, now it was known whose father was for each vixen. From that moment on when Nick held Marylyn it was a genuine embrace. Of course he also had to hold Caroline as well; these two were practically inseparable. Nevertheless he didn't mind. Judy looked upon the vixens as they slept; she was happy that her instincts were once again proven correct... Nick indeed made a good father. Now he would do it for real and with an accidental daughter, actually two.

Judy was angry at Josephine for forcing her husband to impregnate her; even more when she hid her pregnancy and reared the litter without informing their fathers. Judy shuddered; she wondered just what mind games the godfather had planned, of what the nursemaid had planned. Chief Bogo read her thoughts and made her tell him what concerned her; he agreed this was important enough to assign it to Detective Markle. But Judy being Judy, he knew she would *unofficially* look into it herself; he would have to pull her aside from to time and get her to brief him what she knew. Obviously this would be forwarded to the detective in charge.

While they were talking, Bogo explained he did know about the young vixens, but he disapproved on hiding them. As a senior officer he explained this was something expected; there was always a reason for every order and sometimes disregarding the order was more harmful than the order itself. He pulled Judy close, explaining that following orders didn't mean not covering your arse. He showed her page containing information who gave the order and a list of all mammals that was informed. She was shocked that some she knew and had respected.

---

Mindy Riverbay, the female otter who is part of the private eye club called Empress Choice, sat in her aunt and uncle's flower shop pondering things as she waited for the fox to arrive. Ridiculous name she thought; but it was obvious that Mr. Steele used these names as a placeholder to differentiate the cases handled by his volunteer private-investigators-in-training. She had just a few program hours remaining more before the oral review board would schedule her to appear before them. This was something she could get done somewhat quickly, depending if the fox visited the flower shop on his usual afternoon each Friday.

It was now almost closing time and she spent the day doing menial things to pass the time. Her uncle, Emmitt Otterton, knew something was up but always enjoyed when his crafty niece dropped by out of the blue. Last time she did this it was for a case she said she was working on. He was willing to bet it was the same thing, especially when it was quite obvious she was getting more depressed the closer to closing time it got. He chuckled; it was time for her to spill the beans. Maybe he could help her find whatever she was here for.

"Mindy, you mind telling me what it is you were hoping to discover?"

The young otter looked into his eyes and sighed. "Uncle, is this the day Officer Wilde normally gets flowers for his wife?"

He chuckled. "Yes it is, but he called earlier before you got here. Today he is with his family over in the Meadowlands. Didn't elaborate, but made it clear he most likely wouldn't be here until Monday or perhaps later next week."

The young otter pounded her head on the counter. Penelope, Emmitt's wife, came out from the back hurriedly. She rushed over and held the younger female in her paws. "Mindy, what's wrong? Tell me."

"Aunty, I spent all day here hoping Officer Wilde would come by as he always does. But he hasn't shown; and uncle says he called earlier this morning saying he won't be here. I've wasted your time and my day!"

Penelope chuckled. "No dear, you caught up on family news and helped the business during rush hour. If I didn't know any better I would say that young otter had the eyes for you." She chuckled as her niece blush three shades of red.

"Well... he's umm... a really nice... friend." Mindy stuttered.

"Why don't go over there and bring him in? He's been waiting there for an hour. I promise to minimize my questions. We wouldn't want to give him a legitimate reason to leave, now would we?"

Penelope giggled as Mindy rushed out the door and into the paws of the young male otter. Emmitt and Penelope shared the view of these youngsters; it was obvious they would soon make their relationship permanent. A few moments passed by when Mindy led her chosen male into the shop. After introductions were made the elder otters gave Mindy a note and a promise to arrange the meeting she missed with the famous ZPD officer. As fortune would have it, Officer Wilde walked in the door with a couple vixens asleep in his arms. Judy had opened the door and their parents and grandparents came inside as well. Mindy showed her P.I. training license to both officers and asked if they would help her earn her last few credits for her college class. Nick knew which professor she was referring to, and since the elk buck owed him a favor, he made a deal with the young otter. She would get his cheek swabbed at Zootopia General Hospital by Dr. Otterton; she had to bring her professor with her to collect her assignment. Mindy agreed and shook paws so everyone could see. She skipped out the door with her chosen mate in tow.

"I thought there was something she was angling for" Emmitt said still grinning as he watched the young couple pause for a kiss under the street light.

"She will make for a fine private investigator. You really should consider putting her on your payroll, Nickolas. Finnick may not always be available, and it helps to have a trusted back-up." Penelope said.

Judy put a paw on her shoulder. "Good idea, as long as her rate is no more than the average charged. The income from the Council hasn't been much lately, probably a good sign that the curriculum has greatly improved."

Penelope smiled. "Probably something with the medical compound only given at hospital; the ones used to regulate frequency of pregnancy and the other for number of kits. Did you know... the ZHC *finally* got a sample of that compound rabbits had been using to increase their libido? Bennett says soon they will have a generic medication available the hospital can write prescriptions for. He says it'll have a controlled-release dosage which will make it safer; less risk for injuries."

Penelope was giving Emmitt her bedroom eyes, giggling as it took him a couple moments to realize her message. These were the last customers for the day and as they closed the shop up for the night, they watched Nick holding Marylyn and Judy holding Caroline as the fox-bunny shared a kiss under the street light. Emmitt led Penelope to their bedroom for some private time; it had been a good day and they deserved this.

---

At the appointed time of 10Am, everyone filed back into the Joint Courtroom. The main floor of the courtroom was once again cleared and Judy and Nick were once again standing on separate sides of this room. Judy, her parents, her legal counsel Clara Leaps, Councilor Elizabeth, and Officers Quickpaw and Lioness... all these were on the Left-paw side of the room. Nick, his parents, his legal counsel Jill Hopps, Councilor Floyd and Officers Wolford and Delgato... these were on the Right-paw side of the room. Ten Court Guards were also in a line-abreast standing behind each group, poised with their ancient weapons.

The Matron of Proceeding signaled for the Final Judgement to begin. Nick and Judy's parents placed paws on the young couple's shoulders. The Master-at-Arms bellowed: "All rise for the reading of the Verdict!"

The Council Adjutant read the following prepared statement.

"We the Joint Council of Matriarchs and Patriarchs declare... that after hearing reasoning and explanations from all parties involved; and hearing all evidence from the Medical Authorities here gathered; after many hours of questioning of the Predator and Prey couple compelled to stand before this Council; after seeing evidence of relations said couple were required to present before this Council; after hearing directly from the Predator himself his reasoning, his declaration of Love, his promise to honor the Doe he had so chosen to take for himself both Bride and Life-mate; having all this completed and done... We the Joint Council so declare these Proceedings to be satisfied and completed. We therefore find your relationship as Guilty."

What?! It couldn't be... She was stunned and confused. Where did they go wrong? What grave error was committed? They had witnesses who testified in detail, each clearly explaining how they became the best role models. Their mandatory counseling sessions were laid bare, all the details that clearly showed the progression of their relationship from infatuation to everything the Adult Initiation Class defined as the proper relationship.

She looked up into the Council, looking from face to face. Many had cold eyes staring back at her; accusing eyes that said everything unsaid. She recognized what other faces had across them; prejudice, disgust, and clearly wanting this unnatural relationship ended soon as possible. She looked over at Nick; he was as stunned as she was. She looked at her sister, who was his legal counsel; she was clearly as shocked as she was. Jill was saying something but Judy couldn't comprehend her words. Nick's face was downtrodden, and she knew the look it was displaying... he was about to make an offer she knew he didn't want to make.

The Chancellor gaveled the courtroom back to order. "Accused... he who was formerly known as Nickolas Piberius Wilde. Do you wish to invoke the agreement this council voted on a few days ago?"

Agreement? Nick didn't tell her about any agreement. She looked over to her sister, questioning expression in her eyes. Her sister's face said it all; she knew about the agreement. Judy could also tell that it was breaking Jill's heart, and instantly knew everything the lawyer would be required to do to enforce whatever had been agreed to. What was agreed to? She needed to know.

"Agreement? What is it all about? Tell me! I have a right to know!"

"Accused... this doesn't concern you." The Chancellor said.

"Doesn't... then why is the other Accused and his council reacting as they are? It most assuredly does concern me."

"Accused!" The Matron said this sharply as she glowered towards the young Doe. "You will not say another word until the other Accused answers the question. It will be quite painful if you do."

*Judy.* A voice softly said sounding as if someone was speaking far away.

The Chancellor rapped his gavel until everyone quieted down. "Accused... this chancellor waits your answer."

Judy watched Nick slowly stand up and face the council, his legal counsel and Councilor Floyd doing likewise. She knew before he uttered a single word.

"Council, Chancellor... I do invoke the agreement we made a few days ago. I accept and will forevermore have no further contact with the other Accused known as Judith Lavern Hopps. No contact... wither by chance meeting in public, any correspondence by phone or written or verbal means. I will remove myself from her life in order to spare her death. Such is the depth of my commitment. I will have no new romantic relationships with bunnies as per Lapin Law. I do hereby agree to and accept the terms of said agreement both in the literal written words as well as the spirit they were intended."

*Judy!* The Voice was closer, more insistent.

No! She couldn't accept it. This agreement was made without her input and therefore null and void. Clara Leaps, her attorney and Jill's law firm partner, was saying something to her but Judy didn't hear a word. Councilor Elizabeth, her grandmother, was holding her close to her chest and also saying something which Judy also didn't register them.

"It is done. The Accused known as Judith Lavern Hopps shall remain with this council inside this estate for no less than one calendar year after you permanently depart this estate. Remember: our proclamation of death shall remain in effect to the end of your life; the death penalty will be enforced only if it is discovered that you rejoined Miss Hopps and rekindled your relationship."

*Judy! Wake up!* The Voice was quite insistent now.

"No! Nick... this can't be happening! Fight it... please! Niiiiiick!" She was being restrained by Council Guards. Now she watched helplessly as the love of her life was being led out of the room by several guards. She was straining against the burly rabbits, crying and repeating his name. A pain in her arm announced the medication the doctor was giving her. In a short time the world became fuzzy and her body slowly went limp. She was still saying his name when everything went dark.

Suddenly Judy shot up in bed. The pillow and blankets were soaked with her sweat, as was the body next to her that now gently wrapped its paws around her. Looking up into two wonderful green eyes she slowly became aware of the waking world. It was all a dream... no, a nightmare. She grasped the body and hugged as hard as she could.

"Jeez carrots. Maybe next time I'll not have you try the lasagna."

She punched his arm, and then rubbed her paw along his belly. She grinned when she felt his abdomen muscles move involuntarily at her touch, so she continued probing. He grinned as she found his ticklish spots; but before she could overcome his resistance he lifted her and positioned her upon his lap, wrapping his arms around her so they could cuddle and enjoy each other for the remainder of the evening. She held him close and pressed her muzzle into his neck ruff; he gently nibbled her ears. Nightmares tended to bring out her need for cuddle time, and now she noticed he seemed clingier than normal. She also noticed something else pressing against her, its subtle throbbing making suggestions.

"Is my fox enjoying himself? Do I have to have nightmares more often to get this treatment?"

"No carrots, it isn't that which caused this. We've been apart for too many weeks and I simply must devour you in a different manner."

Judy grinned. "Well if that is what it takes, then perhaps we should stay apart more often." She teased him by gently fondling her property.

"Let's not and say we did, carrots." He was enjoying her small paws roaming around his body, some parts more than others. "But you discovered a little-known fox trait; todds get bigger when we haven't had relations with our lady love for quite some time. There is also another side effect."

She knew what he meant and she moved herself to receive his gift. No words needed to be exchanged; only resting in his paws waiting for time to signal it was ok to move to a more comfortable position. She gently pressed her fingers against her tummy feeling where her womb was; she grasped his paw and placed it with hers, both gently feeling it. If they weren't in this damnable conflict tonight would be an excellent time to start their family. At moments like this Judy felt surprisingly feminine; her fox was satisfied and her body busy processing his gift. She had trapped her fox again; and she would make certain to receive this gift again later tonight.

Nick couldn't resist; he gently moved his paw around her body. He loved her toned abs and the curves of her hips and that of her rump: not too much, not too little... just right. Nothing made him feel luckier than seeing her silhouette in a dark room's doorway, or through a steamy shower door. He chuckled at the naughty thought; in this position she looked like a rabbit pawsicle, but she was his and she was tastier afterwards. Mother Nature gave Vulpes the knot for another lesser-known reason: it spliced their psyches together and this gave them time to discuss disagreements without tearing each other's throats.

"Perhaps we shouldn't wait so long to do this, eh stiffy?"

"This won't be a problem from now on, if the plan is as effective as GSD suggests." She merely nodded and rested her head against him.

The plan was simple in execution but complex in the sheer number of places needing inspected. The Dark Underground needed to be proverbially flushed out of their hiding places. Then identified and captured if possible. It was an audacious plan, it was a dangerous plan. Timing, skill, proper placement, and luck... all these would be needed for it to succeed.

---

Pastor Chester, Priestess Paulina, and Priestess Initiate Clara walked along the park. The meeting with Nick and Judy went well, and it was nice to meet the two young vixens this whole mess was about. Marilyn and Caroline were cautious but reached out and shook paws, and then and immediately recoiled into Nick's chest, as if they could bury themselves into it.

The Hopps and Wilde's elders were here, helping keep the young ones in line, but they appeared to only want to be carried around everywhere by Nick. Unfortunately as Nature intended the todd's arms needed a break and the grandparents eagerly held the young ones; John held one vixen and Jackie the other. Fortunately for Stu and Bonnie, the two young ones enjoyed being held by rabbits just as much. Many questions were asked and answered, but it seemed fox cubs were exactly like rabbit kits; always inquisitive and asking the same questions over and over again. These youngsters were passed along to the older foxes and rabbits; obviously much sooner because age reduces arm stamina. But to the young vixens it seemingly didn't matter.

Carl and Kimberly had come along; mostly because it would be unreasonable to hand the young vixens over to complete strangers. Their presence had a calming effect in the beginning, but now the two young ones were thoroughly enjoying the extra attention. When the afternoon nap time arrived the young ones were already napping in the paws of whatever adult was currently holding them. Jenny Hopps, the family photographer and special moment's keeper, arrived and took several pictures. She was careful to avoid direct camera flashing into the young one's eyes least it interrupt their nap. She sent digital copies to Carl and Kimberly because it was appropriate.

Soon the trio of priest had the information they wanted and bid the family good bye, watching as they departed towards Antonio's Italian Diner and being escorted by undercover agents walking discreetly. The priest walked along until they found a vendor that served what they liked. After paying for dinner they found a picnic table and sat down to enjoy their meal.

"Do you sense them?" Chester asked Paulina.

"I do, they've been watching us for quite awhile. I'm surprised they didn't attempt anything while the vixens where nearby." Paulina had quietly been watching her Initiate; pleased that she didn't flinch.

"Priestess, remember... I once was a member of them. I received training on remaining calm in situations like this."

Both elder priests grinned slightly. "These aren't them. These are lower-ranking members of the Dark Priesthood. I suspect they are here to sharpen their observation skills. Not bad, but needs work."

"Mind if we join you?" a voice inquired.

Chester smiled. "Agent Savage, your decor needs polishing."

"It is exactly as I intended it to be" the hare said as he sat down with his own dinner.

"Never mind him, he never did have any fashion sense" Agent Walker muttered as she sat down with her meal. "You do know there are eyes looking this way?"

Clara smiled. "We do."

"We picked up chatter on radio and internet; and deciphered it. You're being targeted by the Dark Underground" Agent Rodgers said between mouthful of her dinner. "The colonel dispatched us as backup."

"I thought the Wilde-Hopps Family would be requiring your skills" Chester asked inquisitively.

"Your tasking was deemed the more important. Besides, GSD has agents better trained for witness escort." Agent Walker said matter of fact. "With the Dark Underground targeting you, you'll need our specialized skills."

"Dark Priesthood, to be more precise. And thanks for the backup. But be advised; once the fighting begins it won't stop until one side is victorious. Wither a singular priest remains standing or none at all."

"That's morbid." Agent Golden cringed at the thought. "Isn't there any other way?"

"No. The Moon sets the battle area. None can enter or leave until one side remains: darkness or light."

"Well, the director and colonel view your presence, all of you, as too valuable to lose. Our orders are simple; assist you in any way possible. Resources unlimited; the objective is to eliminate this cell of the Dark Underground."

"You're going to have a major problem with that" Clara said quietly. "The caverns under Zootopia are their primary location."

This caused every mammal to stop eating and stare at her. The female honey badger calmly remained looking into her empty bowl.

"I thought it was obvious. Didn't it ever occur to you exactly why they chose that name? It is descriptive of their energy, social status, and location of their home. They have literally been living under your feet for many years. They have passageways leading everywhere; this allows them to dodge anyone chasing them and successfully escape. One moment you are on their tail, next moment they dodge into an alleyway of corner of a building... and vanish."

"Priestess... how do you know this?" Savage asked politely.

"I once was a member of the Servants of Truth. Recently they joined with the Dark Underground. That is when I realized their goals weren't mine. Perhaps it was seeing what a dark priestess did with a cub to force the parents to do her bidding... that was the final straw I couldn't place on my wagon. Either way, it matters little now."

Paulina now felt a pit in her stomach; now the dream Chester had been having made sense. "Clara... you're the focus of the dreams. But you already knew it, correct?"

"Yes. It was obvious my days were numbered, because they have ways to get inside your head, mess around with your thoughts. But as a honey badger I am particularly resistant to singular attacks." She looked up into her mentor's eyes. "They have assigned many priests that even now are working to break my will. As you know, distance matters little in the spiritual realm. This is why I sought admittance into the priesthood. The healing skillset allows me to regenerate for short periods of time. But I am slowly weakening; it is only a matter of time before I must choose: die or succumb to their will."

Paulina felt her hackles get riled. "I will not allow that. I was tasked not too long ago to clear the dark recesses of Zootopia. While I'm certain it doesn't mean to render it unoccupied, it most certainly does mean remove dark influence." She looked to her protégé. "I will not allow you to get any weaker."

The elder priestess closed her eyes, obviously concentrating on something. Chester knew exactly what she was channeling and closed his eyes as well. Clara felt her mind start becoming calmer, less stressed. Soon she felt strong enough to join her group, and she closed her eyes. Soon the bushes shuddered and a few moments later several mammals jumped out; some ran away, others ran towards the priests. They were tranq-darted before they got near. The trio of priests opened their eyes.

"What did you do?" Walker asked astonished.

"An old method. It was a simple battle in the spiritual world and they had a choice: join in permanent battle in which they defy their master's orders to observe only, or leave the area and report our activities. Obviously they chose to sacrifice a few in order for the leaders to escape. Now we must hurry; reinforcements will soon arrive, and these we will not be able to defeat."

The agents and priests went over to check the bodies. It was obvious these were deceased; foam oozing from the mouths indicated cyanide poisoning. These were wrapped in emergency blankets; the bodies would be useful for determining the conditions of the caverns under Zootopia. The agents and priests picked up the bodies and quickly left the park. Moments later a large group arrived, obviously disappointed to find only empty bowls.

---

Janis Wallow, the sow member of the private eye club called Empress Choice, was in a shop overlooking a park somewhere on the border of Savana Central and the Rain Forest. She was currently helping her aunt mend a few corsets, and using the time to chat about her current case. Beatrice Peccary was amused by her niece's stories; the young swine showed great promise in her chosen vocation. But it was her current case that caught the elder sow's attention.

"Nickolas Wilde? Husband to Judy Hopps?"

"Yes auntie. Please keep this in utmost secrecy as it is not widely known. It would be unfortunate if the public discovered the fox had daughters with another vixen."

"My lips are sealed" she made the zippering motion across her lips. "Besides, the bunny has been good for business; many of her friends have purchased corsets and other feminine wear recently. I would be slitting my own throat if I broke the news."

"News? What news?" Brian popped his head into the room.

"Nothing that demands your immediate attention, dear. Janise and I was discussing her latest case."

"Is it about our favorite customers? The ZPD fox-bunny couple who regularly sits outside for lunch?"

"*Sigh* Yes uncle, but I want to talk to auntie first. I promise you'll get your turn soon."

Brian had a big grin on his snout as he lumbered into the room. "Rumor has it he is a father already" he said in a very low voice. "Finnick made me promise not to squeal, but since I overheard you two talking about them I figure we might as well put our heads together and get it over with"

Beatrice frowned at her husband. "Don't you have customers to attend to?"

"It's 2pm; you know as well as I this is our slowest part of the day. Front door is closed, locked, and the out-to-lunch sign is displayed. This shouldn't take long; besides... I love hearing Janis's latest case."

"Uncle, aren't you squealing on Finnick? Breaking his trust?"

"You already know what I said, and your case is about this. I am not squealing; I'm expanding what you said." The two females rolled their eyes.

"Go on dear, what else?"

"Well auntie, the case is about two young vixens whose mother was the former godfather. One of which we know the father, the other is unknown. Circumstances point to our fox-bunny duo. It is verifying the identity of the second father."

"Newspaper had a story about her, the vixen godfather" Brian muttered. "Story stated her head was removed, cut off with a certain type of knife. Killer left her the remainder of her body for fly-food."

"That is correct, uncle. My associate ran into the Wilde-Hopps Family over in a flower shop in the Rainforest District. She has his promise to give his DNA over at Zootopia General. All she has to do is bring her professor; apparently he owes the fox a debt."

"I can save her time: my friend works in the lab at ZGH; they already verified Nickolas is the father" Beatrice said matter of fact. "This was done when she first was apprehended before her cubs were born. Although the tests were inconclusive, they did confirm two todds. However, recently two doctors verified parentage."

Janis was shocked. "Auntie, thank you. Any other subtle info you know?"

Beatrice grinned, and Janis knew what was coming. "You can tell me who that nice young boar is. It's nice to know you won't grow to be an old maid."

Janis did a face-hoof. She wasn't ready to bring him home to meet her parents much less here to meet her favorite aunt and uncle. She did purchase her small wardrobe of intimates here, but that didn't mean he was reaping the rewards. She only allowed him to roam his hooves on her corset; she slapped him if they attempted to go elsewhere. He was a keeper, but she knew swine were easy to impregnate as rabbits. This was a little-know secret the swine community kept as tightly controlled as the gold in Fort Knox; and they helped to perpetuate the stereotype about rabbits.

"Auntie, uncle... I'm not ready to bring him home. Let's just he's a keeper, but I need a little more time to get my life in order."

Brian and Beatrice shared a knowing smile. "If you say so, sweetie. Oh by the way... your special order came in today. We took the liberty of packing it into our signature gift box."

They chuckled as their niece dropped her head onto the desk... hard. "Can I just kill myself now?"

"No sweetie. We promise to keep this to ourselves. We once were young, and we purchased exactly what you did. In fact, it helped convince us we were made for each other. Oh... we added a little gift of our own. Just a little something to warm the evening."

Groans murmured up from the desk.

---

Gary Noble watched the trio as they walked through downtown Bunny Burrow. They were young, healthy specimens of what teenage does' were supposed to look like. If he were in the slave trade, or the escort model business, these would be perfect. But he needed them for other purposes, more sinister ones. They would be worth their weight in precious stones... or land... to the right rabbit.

Molly and Cotton Hopps along with their friend Candice Thumper were happily making their way to the Final Cut Theater for the afternoon movie. It was a romance about a tigress and a lion whose families forbid them to court. Thus far their friends and classmates had rave reviews about it, and the trio was happily looking forward to seeing it themselves.

"Hello, young ones." Gary stepped out from behind a storefront statue. "Out for an evening stroll, and without a proper escort."

The trio stopped in their tracks; they knew it was never a good idea to talk to strangers, especially ones this forward. Molly and Cotton stood between their friend and the stranger in a self-defense posture grandfather Albert had taught them. Candice was fiddling with her zphone, nervously murmuring at it, and then hitting it.

"Zphone won't work? I'm not surprised; electronics such as them won't when they are being jammed." He laughed when the young does' facial expression turned from puzzlement to shocked understanding.

The sidewalk fell out from below them; the trio's screams could be heard until the sounds faded into silence. Shortly afterwards the sidewalk repositioned itself back into its proper place. Gary whistled as he walked towards the secret access door leading down into the caverns below. He had the necessary bait to bring the Hopps elders to their knees; nothing made a Doe willing to give her entire treasure than to recover her favorite daughter. And a littermate just made the deal sweeter. The friend... she could be used to secure some extra coinage from ransom.

---

Bonnie's ears suddenly flew up; something felt terribly wrong. Her nose twitched rapidly, her breath became rapid, and her body started trembling for no apparent reason.

Stu quickly grabbed ahold of his wife; he only saw her like this once during their many years of marriage. He swore he would do everything to never again go through that again. It would take careful dialing to reach every one of their kits; thankfully they had a system to contact every family member, including those with families of their own, quickly. He dialed the In Case of Emergency (ICE) Number and waited for the recording to end. He spoke the short phrase that was meant to inform the dozen rabbits to call their ICE Number. He hung up after ensuring the message went out. A few minutes from now he would receive a text message from all his kits, a simple list indicating each family was either Ok or something wrong. It was a simple checking of a singular box and hitting the *send* to acknowledge the ICE Number.

When the time elapsed he was relieved to see his kits that lived out of the burrow and on their own had reported all was well with them. He sent a thank you to all that replied. Now it was to wait on the Elders of the Burrow to report back. Albert and Opal would have had the eldest kits still living at home to go through the burrow and count noses. A few minutes later their report came back. Albert reported his list of rabbits working in the fields was all accounted for. Opal's list was... incomplete. All but two does' were accounted for; and she was having the eldest siblings working in the burrow search again throughout the grounds around the main burrow.

Ten minutes later Opal's supplemental report came back. Three does were missing: two which were his own and one who was a friend visiting. These three had told a sibling they were going into town to see a movie at the cinema. When he read the names he became deeply concerned. Two were his youngest and were from Bonnie's last litter; the friend was from his neighbor. He quickly sent a thank you to his parents, and then dialed the number to the Final Cut Theater in Bunny Burrow. When the phone was answered, he identified himself and asked if they could check to see if three young does had purchased tickets and were watching the movie; he gave them the names of the does. A few minutes later the employee responded there were no young rabbits by those names. Stu thanked him, hung up momentarily, and then picked up and dialed a number. He gave the police officer his name and address, then the reason for this emergency zphone call.

Molly and Cotton Hopps along with their friend Candice Thumper were unaccounted for during the emergency burrow checklist, now was considered missing and possibly wondering around the streets of Bunny Burrow alone. And neither of them was answering his phone call. It wasn't looking good. He did one last thing before he had to stop and attend to his wife. He placed a call to Jill's phone and left a brief message requesting her to try and call her youngest siblings at random times. Next he left a message on Judy's phone because her number was busy; leaving the same message but adding the siblings were missing somewhere in Bunny Burrow.

---

The Chancellor of Truth was annoyed. One of his minions acted rashly, foolishly in his opinion. Abducting bunnies was not their modus operandi; but after learning these were siblings of the Wilde-Hopps duo, he was a bit more tolerant. These could be used to lure the abominations out in the open, they just needed a plan. Unfortunately the hare from the Black Forest, their newest member, wanted to use these to correct a business deal gone wrong. *Piss poor planning on his part, But what's done is done* the Chancellor thought.

"Fool, you acted impulsively and without thinking. Now you use our alliance to assist in your schemes. This alone justifies frying your brains."

"Then you obviously aren't thinking clearly, chancellor. These trapped bunnies can accomplish our goals quickly."

"You didn't abduct these to satiate our goals; you abducted them to correct your failed business plan."

"True... that I did. But once I'm finished getting what I wanted, you can use them for yours. Win-win in my book."

The Matron of Truth shook her head. "Gone and done it, didn't you? What is in that head of yours... can't be brains, seeing how you managed to rile up all of the Tri-Burrows. Now we have to wait until things settles down to begin the next phase."

Gary looked at the matron inquisitively. "Matron, they can't prove what happened to them. We made certain the camera system was disabled and the area cleared of pedestrians. As far as the Burrows authorities are concerned these simply disappeared, possibly headed back home going through the backroads."

She was glaring back at the rabbit. "Then I trust you have personally planted such information? I'd hate for some shop keeper's personal security camera to have captured your actions. Did you consider checking the shops nearby for these cameras? It has been a recent thing their authorities have been encouraging lately."

She smiled as the rabbit scratched his chin. She didn't need him to answer; she already knew that the shop these does' were abducted in front of had such a system. Her minion had quietly picked the backdoor lock and removed the recording media. The remainder of the meeting was devoted to finalizing how to use these abducted does for their goals.

---

High Priestess Mindy Daperclaw looked over the obvious stressed bunnies carefully. She had other more important things that required her attention, but a request from a member of their new ally the Dark Underground was something she could at least give a small fraction of her time. It was obvious this abduction was for personal reasons, but two of these bunnies were siblings of one of the Wilde-Hopps duo. This was the only reason she didn't fry Gary's brains for doing this impulsive and unauthorized act. Still... these could be used for their other goals.

She growled at the hare standing before her. "My Order is not a bunny-sitting service. I should fry your brains for acting impulsively, but I truly wonder if there's any to fry."

"Then you obviously don't realize an opportunity."

"Opportunity? Such as?"

Gary "You want to claim that honey badger as a new member. Did you know the mammal is the family priest to Zootopia's favorite bunny and fox duo? These will get the attention of that rabbit which will get the attention of the badger. He will obviously come out to help recover these bunnies. That's when you can corner him, and do whatever you do to weaken and convert him."

"We already have plans in action to acquire him. You'll need something better to save your hide."

Gary merely smiled. "Well then, it's obvious I have nothing you need. I'll take my captives and be on my way." He made two steps before a whistle was heard.

"All right. Since these have already seen too much, we can't afford to allow them back from where they came from. We'll give you minimal help at a time of our choosing. Be prepared to act at our signal, or else suffer the consequences." She looked at the three does'. "You'll make excellent wives to the bucks who have been faithful and patient. Be thankful that your lives are being spared. Otherwise we would simply kill you here and now, and then use traditional methods to fool your families into thinking your ghoulified-bodies are genuine."

The High Priestess clapped her paws, a side door opened and several bucks entered the room. Upon noticing the caged does they grew excited. The high priestess called one at a time before her, carefully examining them. She had the does removed from the cage and shackled, and then brought before her. As with the bucks each were examined in painstaking detail.

"Well... these already have a chosen buck. And not just any buck... those of the Thumper bloodline. Too bad none of these bucks can measure up... or can they? Perhaps the newest prescription medication the doctors in Zootopia General can make up the difference. Let's find out."

The next hour was one these does would gladly forget if they could. Thankfully none of them were remotely close to becoming impregnated, but trauma was another story. When the bucks left the room, the three friends huddled together trying to console each other. Thankfully they had learned a technique from Dr. Bearinton; one they asked that was used when their sister was molested at Public Swimming Pool #5. While they obviously were highly agitated, their minds retained enough focus to memorize as much detail of the room as possible. Identifying every buck as they went about their tasking in Bunny Burrow would help break the spy network. This they were certain was something important, they just had to find a way to escape.

---

Judy was doing her best to calm her sister. The message left by her father was cryptic, but thankfully this call from her older sister Jill helped unravel things. Thankfully fox cubs, like rabbit kits, didn't need diapers beyond when they were weaned. She heard stories of mammals that had to keep changing diapers for 18-months or more; something she thought would be an exercise in torture. Marylyn and Caroline were completely toilet trained; something she wondered if Nick secretly missed having the opportunity. She snickered; he may not enjoy changing bunny diapers every time they visited her parents, but he had become very good at it. At the moment all three foxes were laying on the couch napping, and their elders, both rabbits and foxes, were comparing stories about similar times.

Judy chuckled to herself. She had been with her parents for several days, and it was a mystery why he sent her a message when she was an arm's reach away. She chalked it up to stress. Now her sister needed her undivided attention.

"Jill... calm down. I already sent a request to Chief Bogo informing him about the situation. He sent it to Commander Knolls for action. Agent Rogers is going through the traffic camera system and I'm certain they will be found shortly."

Judy had recently begun taking classes in crime scene control, in this she was learning advance tactics on how personal behaviors can escalate or minimize how mammals behave. The more experienced officers in First Shift helped her understand the subtleties; Wolford and Fangmyer demonstrated these by roll playing with her, correcting her mistakes and allowing her to restart each lessen until she could pass muster. When she was doing duty at the estate of the elder's council, Commander McHorn had her practice with him so he could help her fine tune her facial and vocal presentation. Even with Nick's former occupation as a hustler, he learned subtle tricks that improved his normal actions.

"Judy, you're right. But still... those three are so unprepared to be out on their own, especially in times like this. I don't understand how Bogo can put you out there every day."

"Jill, because I have my very own predator to protect me, even though at times I wonder if he's more dangerous to pawsickles." A chuckle came through the phone. "But on the serious side, Nick knows almost everyone in Zootopia. If we do get in a pickle, he knows someone who can help us out... or at least give us temporary shelter. Besides this, Chief has four officers patrolling together. These can cover each other until backup arrives. Normally."

"Ok little sis, I promise to try and have faith in your fellow officers. Promise me I'll be the first you call if something comes up?"

"Ok big sis, but you might have to settle for a three-way conference with Evelin. This way we can brainstorm our next move."

Jill's voice was heard chuckling through the phone. "Ok... luv you. Until later." The phone went dead as Jill disconnected from her end. Judy now allowed her mind to ponder that nagging feeling which had been in the back of her mind ever since her father sent that ICE message. Something told her it was no coincidence those three young does' went missing; it was simply too soon after her family won the court case against that hare.

Hare. Judy opened her notebook and searched for the information she wrote down about him. There... on page 46, he was from another country and Interpol said he had questionable background. Every case they tried against him he won by witnesses going missing or refusing to testify. "So he uses dirty tricks."

"What was that carrots?" Darn it, he was awake.

"Nick, we need to go see Mr. Big. Now." She looked at her elders. "Ummm... could you kit-sit these while Nick and I go talk to Mr. Big? I think he may have some info we could use." When they all nodded and carefully removed the little vixens off Nick and carefully cuddled them in their own paws wrapped in a blanket, Judy pulled him up and pushed him out the door. She was punching in a number on her zphone while walking to her private car, a Z300. She rarely drove it, but she bought it for a purpose, one such as this when she needed to get somewhere quickly or to meet Mr. Big at his place.

She drove to the address given by Mr. Big's secretary, Melissa. After going through the standard frisking they were guided to the rear dining hall of this restaurant. The Arctic shrew used this as one of his alternate places to conduct business, and as fate would have it several of his lieutenants were present. The mix of mammals knew better than to say a word to the pair; their boss had instructed them whatever they were talking about previously was of no concern to the godmother unless he initiated conversation. He did not this time. Unlike most previous times she came over barely announced, they stayed sitting. Judy remembered when this happened she needed to be very careful what was said. After greetings and the traditional kisses given they sat down.

"Thank you for meeting me on such short notice, godfather. Time is of the essence... my sister has gone missing and I think this hare has something to do with it." She showed the newspaper clipping about the recent legal case. The lieutenants quietly read the clipping but said nothing. Their boss scratched his chin and pondered something.

"Godmother, what is it you want?"

"Mr. Big, sir. Simply want anything you are at liberty to tell me. This hare is new to Zootopia; with all the new troubles we've had recently, his being here must be part of it. Interpol says he uses dirty tricks to escape justice, and my sister's disappearance fits that mold. Beyond this... I'm waiting on my acquaintances and co-workers to find something."

"Godmother, let me have this looked into on my end. If I can minimize things, these missing ones will be returned to you shortly."

Judy kissed him again and quickly departed. When they were back into her car Nick spoke up. "He knows the hare."

"Yes, I agree. I'm somewhat certain this hare must be a member of the Dark Underground, possibly an equal to Mr. Big." She started the engine and headed back home. Meanwhile Nick was going through his contact list, after finding a number he placed the call. Judy had learned to remain quiet when he was in his *search mode*; he didn't mind if she listened to his conversations as long as she remained quiet. After all she had gotten good at being the proverbial fly on the wall: listening-in on the conversation and picking up subtle undertones.

After making a few calls he hung up. She parked the car and they headed up to their apartment. Once inside they headed to their private office and closed the door. He flipped a switch to the electronic silencer unit, an anti-eavesdropping unit Agent Rogers installed recently.

"Ok, one of my old friends saw what happened, but your family isn't going to like it."

"Kitnapped?" He nodded in the affirmative. After explaining the disappearing sidewalk the three does' went through and how the hare obviously knew it was there, he told what the second contact knew. This one was his *mole* in the Servants of Truth... it cost a pretty penny to convince the Lynx to join, and with Finnick's help in getting certain items to bribe it, the lynx kept Nick abreast of certain details. Such as these three does; they were going to be used to lure Judy and him out from hiding. The *mole* knew something else was up, but wasn't privy to the specifics.

"Well, it's not much but it's something" Judy said. Just then Judy received a call; it was Melissa speaking in an alpha-numeric code. Nick was already writing it down, after which Judy gave the appropriate response and hung up.

"Confirmed... Mr. Big's information matches ours. That hare wants to trade them for the farm" Nick muttered. "But it's the other thing that has me worried. I hate unknowns, but I suppose we should call Finnick and get his crew prepared."

"I'll call Bogo. The anti-kitnapp team should be alerted."

"Right" They each went about making their calls and presenting their cases. Bogo was skeptical as was Finnick, but in the end both agreed and started making plans. It was the unknown secondary purpose that had everyone concerned.

---

Rachel Canny, the female fox member of the private eye club called Empress Choice, was sitting at a bench in a secluded part of an ancient park rarely visited somewhere in the great city of Zootopia. She had discovered this park as a cub when playing tag; since no one ever found her she made it her private place to go whenever she needed solitude. The old priest who maintained it enjoyed her visits and gladly showed her its secrets, including an old stone with an ancient prophesy. There were many other secrets hidden throughout the park, and she was warned never to share them with anyone.

The old priest has long been dead and to this day she faithfully attends to his duties in maintaining the park. She had seen him die, and watched in wonder as his body faded into nothing but empty air. He had warned her that only those whose eyes could see what others missed could discover this park for themselves; otherwise an ancient prophecy would prevent her from bringing anyone here. She once tried... only to discover the shrubs would somehow open up to an unknown area on the other side of the city block. If she held their paw or hoof the same thing would happen.

There was something else about this park she knew no one would believe her. When she was troubled greatly about something, when another's well-being was at stake... a mist would form within the park and a ghostly-form in a honey badger would appear. It would listen to her story and advise her on a course of action. As a fox she had very limited mammals who were willing to help her; but in this park she could find answers as miraculous as the entity that gave them to her. The old priest was the one who introduced her to this mist, and instructed her to bring her troubles here any time she wished. He had said the more she used it, the more it would help her.

This is what encouraged her to join that private eye club the wolf formed. The mists rarely gave her direct answers, but merely pointed in the direction where they could be found.

Rachel was trimming the shrubbery with the ancient tools when the mists arrived. She had been pondering what she was going to ask, and decided to do some work while she waited for the mists to show itself.

"What is it this time you seek, young one?" The vision asked as it swirled nearby.

"Our case involves two vixens, one whose father is known and the other is a mystery."

"Not entirely true, your companion deduced it correctly."

Rachel smiled. "Thank you, but you sound as if you have a warning to deliver." All these years she had learned the subtle things this mist wanted to say without actually speaking. The old priest had said it would teach you if your mind was willing to contemplate other scenarios to a question previously answered, in not the one just answered.

"The fox is in danger. Not only by those who cannot accept his marriage, but by those who live in the darkest recesses below this city. He and his wife have transcended beyond what is considered normal and accepted for their species. They not only fulfilled an ancient prophesy, but themselves are the beginning of the next evolution of mammalkind. This has drawn dangerous mammals from around the world; their singular goal is to grasp the reins of power of this great city. And in doing so kill these two; knowing it is their duty to protect the city."

Rachel pondered his words for a moment. She had set the tools down when she started to talk to the mists, now the vision had picked them up and was pruning the shrubbery as it waited her response. This didn't faze her; by now she had been told it was the eternal duty of this mist to care for this park whenever no mortal was around to do so. It enjoyed whenever Rachel came for a visit, and someday she will stay here until her time on this mortal realm was over... just as the old priest did.

"Mists, can you tell me what I am to do to spare these two certain death?"

"Your tasking is to find information as they need it. Your companions: the swine, the otter, and the vixen must help you to do this. All of you must use your skills to discover what they need and get it to them. Use bystanders if you must, such will keep you hidden from their sight... the evil ones I speak of. After this danger is over and should you survive, you might find it useful to assist the fox-bunny duo in their other endeavors."

"Mists... what other endeavors?"

"They are seeking help when they are with the group of old rabbits; the ones who sit as judges. The fox-bunny duo is working to subtly change the council towards better serving Lapin-kind. Without assistance they will struggle, and they may not fulfill the last part of the ancient prophesy. Mother Nature deems them important, hence I do as well. As you help them, you have my counsel at any time."

With these words the mist dissipated, leaving Rachel alone. The vixen walked over to the ancient stone tablet, brushing its surface with a paw. She often did this to remind herself of the importance of this park. When she closed her eyes as she laid a paw upon its surface, she could feel its ancient history. Feel as if she were reliving the ancient battle that happened so long ago... and the prophecy about an unknown apex predator. How could a fur-less ape be so powerful? She was thankful that it was only a vision... a prophesy. Otherwise life as she knew it would be over.

But instead of the images dissipating as they always did, it continued. A new voice filled her mind, one that frightened but immediately calmed her.

"Young one... I am Mother Nature. Through my faithful servant the ancient watering hole was purified and the city you know as Zootopia came into existence. Now, listen to my words and heed them, for your purpose has grown larger than you alone can handle. You were given these companions to assist you, for now all of you must refocus your attention. Gather your companions and protect the young vixens from those who seek to use them against the fox; the one who is husband to the bunny. By reuniting the vixen with her true father, you will enable the Prophesy Fulfillers to fulfill their ancient purpose. This ancient park will always be available, as my servant will appear before you to guide and counsel you when you need him. Go... with my blessing."

Rachel removed her paw and shook her head. The words and their importance still resonated in her mind, she felt invigorated and with a new sense of purpose. She gathered some fruit and ate them for lunch. She would use the small pretty stone she will find in one of them to buy dessert. It wasn't always given to her, but normally when she didn't expect it and didn't have money to buy it. This park provided for her needs, not necessarily wants and wishes. But sometimes... it compromised.

---

The three does' were now sleeping fitfully, but they were sleeping.

"*UHG*... I thought they would never get quiet." The muskrat said as he gnawed on a piece of wood.

"Bufford, would you put that down and get over here. The plan is about to be put into motion and we have things to do" his partner, an opossum said as he pushed another cage nearby the does'.

"Yeah yeah mas-sah" the muskrat said in his best southern accent. He dodged a paw and then got up and went to work. Soon the does' were put in the two cages; the Hopps sisters in one, their friend in another. Candice was covered with a large blanket, seeing how rabbits used several of themselves to maintain proper body temperature when sleeping. What the plan for this one wasn't clear; but the other two, Alpha Eleven made it perfectly clear what they were to do with them. A couple hours later the two cages were in separate rooms, and the video studio was prepped and ready to transmit.

Gary Noble sat down in the chair and nodded to the technician. A few flips of various switches, a moment hesitation by the tech, and then the thumbs up signal were given. He placed the call to the intended phone number. A few rings later the mammal answered the call.

"Hopps residence. Who are you wanting?"

"You, Mr. Hopps. We have unfinished business, and I think you know exactly what I am referring to. How are your does' doing?"

Stu wanted to reach right through the phone and strangle that rabbit. Thankfully he maintained enough presence of mind not to look over to the electronic switchboard; Officer Fanghanel was busy tracing the call as was the technician from GSD.

"I see you are properly motivated. Now, time to conclude our transaction. I get the deed to your farm and you get these two lovely bunnies back safe and sound. Meet me at the boat ramp at the border lake in thirty minutes, no police, no law enforcement, no GSD. I get any hint of any the above and these cuties I keep forever. They are already being bided on by my associates. Such prime specimens, ready for breeding stock. Thirty minutes." Gary hung up the phone and looked to the technician.

"They were attempting a trace, did not succeed."

Good. This one was worth every penny he paid. He watched as the two does' cage was loaded onto the truck, then driven away. He would have to do everything correct these next few minutes if his profits were to be restored. He walked over to the remaining cage and gently stroked the head fur of the doe.

"Don't worry my pretty. Soon the buck with the largest bid will be known, and you will have a new life down here among us. As for your friends, they will be back. It would do me no good to simply hand over such valuable prizes as they are. I'll have their farm and then a couple lucky bucks will have their new brides. Win for everyone, except those rabbits who denied me what is rightfully mine."

When he was gone Candice pulled the blanket tighter around her. She softly uttered a prayer to Mother Nature asking for a miracle for her friends.

In the corner a couple mammals walked slowly over to the technician, and then grabbed him while injecting a sedative. It was done so silently that the doe was unaware what happened. After checking the door and signaling it was clear, they quietly picked the lock; both electronically and physically. The slow squeaking the door made as it opened startled the young doe.

"Shhh... we're GSD team Lima. Follow us quickly, time is of the essence." They put a black semi-oversized robe on her and then held her paw as the team made its way out of the old barn and into the timber. They got onto a few motorcycles and immediately departed the area.

Meanwhile the dummy covered by the blanket would fool the casual observer.

---

Ramington Steele and his secretary, Ms. Fields, were warmly welcoming the young budding private investigators back. He wouldn't admit it openly, and his secretary would not disclose it within earshot, but the wolf was eagerly waiting their return. It was getting dangerous each day, and a group of females walking alone were a tempting target for the miscreants that seemed to multiply each day.

"Ok, what did you find?" The wolf had best bravado put forward.

Mindy, Janis, Rachel and Kathrin grinned; it was obvious he had been worried about them, but it would be unwise to unmask it. It was kinda cute that such a strong predator had a soft spot for them.

Mindy went first. "My uncle's shop turned out to be a bust most of the day. However the fox along with his family finally did show up at closing time. I got his promise to submit to a saliva test over at Zootopia General."

Janis went second. "My auntie and uncle proved to be quite the valuable resource. She confirmed Zootopia General had already proved the fox in question is the real father of the lighter-hue vixen. Uncle confirmed the mother was killed by her husband."

Rachel was third. "An old friend confirmed the fox as the father. He also pointed us in another direction; the fox's life is in danger. Everything happening in Zootopia is geared towards killing him and his wife. Everything else is icing on the cake."

Kathrin hesitated, but went last. "I went back home only to find my parents were gone. A group of priests had stopped by recently and introduced the relatives of the lighter-hue vixen to them. They are in Zootopia helping the two youngsters get acquainted with the fox. Surprisingly both cubs took to the fox readily, although Marylyn's imagination has spread to Catherin; both think it's their mission to protect the fox." This got chuckles from everyone.

"Ok, so our case has been solved for us. Too bad; this group really could have used more time working on this case. But as promised, each of you..."

"Wait!" Kathrin waved a paw at the wolf. "We still have to find out why the nursemaid wants these young ones so bad."

Rachel waved her paw as well. "That and we should find her and get the authorities involved. Otherwise I won't feel like we truly solved this case." The other ladies joined in with their opinions.

The wolf smiled. "Ok ladies. I am truly touched at your dedication. That's the spirit of the greatest detective, Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Dr. Watson. But don't expect me to give you a tobacco pipe, foul-weather jacket, and hat."

When he left the room to get something, the young detectives giggled among themselves.

"Pipe? Who would want such a foul smelly thing?" Mindy asked.

"I would, can you imagine the looks the guys would give you?" Janis said as she described her favorite scene from the novels.

"I think the coat and hat would be most iconic." Rachel said, pretending to put them on and showing off in front of an imaginary mirror.

"What was his style of hat and coat?" Kathrin asked.

Charlotte giggled, and had to explain herself when the four young ladies looked her way. "Mr. Holmes clothing was varied according to time of year and the weather. But he is most known for wearing a deerstalker's cap, an inverness cape, and of course his tobacco pipe. Which style of pipe is up to debate, but most think it had a gentle s-curve to the stem. As for the remainder of his clothing... a suit plain in nature, most likely double-breasted or three-piece, with a notched lapel and a singular breast pocket; unknown if it had pockets on the interior. Plain white long sleeve shirts with a Windsor knot tie matching the suit. Shoes were most likely Oxford style."

"Woe... that was interesting" Kathrin said.

"Indeed" Charlotte agreed. "Mr. Holmes personal style is difficult to describe mostly because he rarely took off his coat and cloak in public. But then again, he rarely went out in public because to him that was where his work took him, and removing these items meant he was relaxing. Thus he preferred to relax in his home."

"I'm back!" The wolf said as he returned, only this time in a completely different outfit.

"No way!" Mindy said holding a paw to her muzzle.

"Really?" Janis said quite annoyed.

"Sweet cheese!" Rachel's eyes were wide and threatened to pop out.

"Ok... now take that off and hand them here. I call first dibs." Kathrin had a stern look upon her face that appeared as if she meant them. The wolf looked at her as if she lost her mind, either that or he was pondering if it would be worth stripping down to his bare fur.

"I think not, young miss. As much fun as it would be to see your expression if I actually went and did it, Ms. Fields will most likely stop me before it went too far. She has told me on more than one occasion it is a public service she is required to do. Alas, many young things are denied the sight of such a magnificent body!" He struck a pose.

Either he didn't hear the soft chuckling from the group, or he chose to ignore it. He was now wearing the outfit the young ladies had been talking about. "When you earn your license to be a practicing private investigator, each of you will be awarded one of these. Ms. Fields can give you information on the permitted changes and accessorizing. But if you do, beware that if you deviate too far from this standard, you will not be allowed to wear it at the annual convention should you earn recognition. I recommend having a second outfit that you can change to suit your tastes."

After talking about their game plan for the nursemaid, he and the elder ewe bid the young ladies good night and watched them walk down the street. It was no surprise they turned and went into the Italian Eatery.

---

Abigail Canny was bored. Her minions were keeping a close eye on where the elder foxes were taking the two young vixens. There were elder rabbits accompanying them and she was surprised the young vixens enjoyed their presence. She concluded nothing was softer than the fluffiness of an elder doe; just the thought made her mouth water. Wherever they went there were plenty of guards present, both visible and undercover. But the Achilles heel in these operations was the expense would eventually become unjustifiable and hence be severely reduced or removed entirely. That would be the opportune time to strike; so she waited.

What she didn't count on was the elder foxes moving in with the fox-bunny during the night, nor the various siblings of that rabbit which stayed over during the day. Or the ZPD officers who stopped by at unannounced times day and night. The only positive was the ZPD apparently called the fox-bunny back to work after two weeks. Now only the fox or the rabbit was at home with the young vixens. When the rabbit was there, at least a couple of the elder foxes would be as well. Then again, when were there no elder foxes around?

She sighed. It looked like she would have to do this the hard way; place a knock-out gas into the ventilation system. This was detestable for many reasons, primarily because of the expense involved in hiring the expert and the cost of the gas. It wasn't just the singular apartment she had to gas, it was the whole building. One time years ago she attempted to do this herself, the results weren't pretty. Wrong type of gas was used as well as the wrong amount. It took the coroner a whole day to remove the bodies; but at least her opponent didn't get the mammal to do his bidding either. She was in the middle of dialing the number when an idea hit her. She didn't like it, but if she played this card right it could begin her ascension to become the new godfather... or into the ranks of the Alphas.

She hung up and dialed a new number; this was one of several that costed her way more than what it should have but she considered it an investment for times like this. This particular mammal was highly susceptible to praise, but it had to come with a price. After all, he didn't get his position by entertaining the whims and flattery of females. When the minion answered she introduced herself and the reason for this call; it was in code, and one that few mammals knew. This one also costed way more than it should have and the minion warned her to use either one no more than once in this lifetime, for if she tried it most certainly would be only once in this lifetime.

"Good afternoon Miss Canny. Speak quickly for I am a busy mammal."

"Thank you for your time, Mr. Mane. My problem is simple, but it dovetails nicely with your... I mean, with the council's recent efforts."

"And you thought my valuable time would be yours? Quickly, to the end."

"The Wilde-Hopps. I seek something they have which once belonged to me."

A momentary pause on the other end sent a chill down the vixen's back. She didn't know how far into the underground society her recent failure had gone, but she only hoped this mammal saw the value of retrieving it. "I see. Yes, I think we can meet. Since you knew this number and the proper words to say, then you know where to meet. Oh... and bring a gift; I do enjoy the craftiness you Vulpes put into them."

Yes, she knew exactly what the lion meant. But she wasn't one to pretend to be a female of the night. But maybe just this once it could pay off. She hurriedly went off to her favorite store somewhere on the border of Savana Central and the Rain Forest districts. It was a lingerie shop ran by swine; it also had the best items for undercover work. Its wares stayed on this side of fantasy, mammals wanting more could go to the competitor over in Dark Secret Alley. Law enforcement used it to outfit their bait properly, the red light district merchants used it to get their employees dressed appropriately, and normal wives and chosen mates used it to add spice to their relationships. Abigail would purchase something to make this afternoon worthwhile... while adding a certain measure of personal protection. She may be going there to tempt the larger male into solving her problem; but she wasn't going there to submit her dignity to attain it.

Later that evening she stepped out of the limousine and walked up the pathway to the front doors of the Palm Towers. The doormammal opened them and she stepped through. In a matter of minutes she was delivered to the top floor where the Grand View Restaurant was located. Soon as she stepped out of the elevator a panther greeted her.

"Good evening, Miss Canny. Your date is over here." He led her to a booth in the far corner where the lion was seated. When she arrived he stood up and greeted her.

"I'm pleased you knew where to go. And may I say... you look stunning, Miss Canny." Regis von Mane's eyes were moving all over her body, obviously pleased at what they took in.

Good; she had chosen correctly. When she explained to the shop owner who happened to be on friendly terms and gave her valuable advice, Beatrice Peccary vetoed her choice in what to wear tonight. Instead the sow walked her to a nearby shop and asked her friend to dress the vixen in a slip dress suitable for upscale dinning. The lioness had just the thing, once she finally got the name of whom the vixen was having the dinner date with. The price was high, but the effect would get what she wanted. The accessories she had to rent mostly because she normally didn't wear such and the lioness was certain the very important mammal would catch-on. The backup plan if this dress didn't get what she wanted was the undergarments she purchased from her swine friend. All three females were reasonably confident this would be unnecessary, but it pays to be prepared.

"Thank you, Mr. Mane." He pushed the chair under her rump as she sat down, giving him a chance to smell her neck. His paws grazed her rump as her released her chair. She allowed a subtle uptick at the corners of her muzzle, he definitely was interested.

"Good choice in perfume, I approve" he whispered in her ear. She knew he was also took time to view down her dress, so typical of males. She mentally refocused what she was here for, and was interrupted before she could start.

"Good evening, I am your server for tonight. Is there something the lady would like? Appetizer, drink, something else?" The gazelle male was dressed in an impeccably tailored tuxedo; he also had a couple of female gazelle standing nearby.

"I'll have a Shirley Temple to start." Abigail was not going to drink this early; it was common knowledge that females got drunk quicker than males, even if he drank twice the amount. Science said it was because their bodies had to absorb nutrition and water quickly to form young in their womb or nurse young.

"No alcohol?" He had one eyebrow raised.

"I'll add rum once our negotiations are complete, afterword... we'll let things unfold." She gave him a wink, which he obviously enjoyed.

"I'll have mine refilled, please. And how about the chef's special for the appetizer?" He was looking at her for the approval. Abigail nodded and he did afterwards.

The gazelle snapped his hooves together and the females departed to get the drinks and the appetizers. Regis looked at the gazelle and raised an eyebrow; this was the other one to what he did earlier. The gazelle bowed and said he'll return in a few minutes to take their order.

"Now, how can I help you?" He said after making certain the gazelle was reasonably out of earshot.

"Mr. Mane, as I said earlier I am seeking to recover certain items. I can do this myself, but mammals loyal to the council have been hindering my efforts. This is one of a few roadblocks; the others are from our newest allies and those who now have what I seek."

Regis scratched his chin for a moment. "I need more information. Please, describe these groups with a little more detail."

The does' returned with the drinks and appetizers, placing them before the respective mammals. Abigail tasted hers, and nodded approvingly. The male gazelle returned and inquired what they would like for dinner. Regis deferred to Abigail; she ordered the Chef's Beef Special, and he ordered the Zootopian Surprise. The three gazelles immediately departed and headed off in the direction of the kitchen. Abigail kept her opinion to herself; the dinner he ordered was a collection of meat from every mammal represented in the city of Zootopia. It was against city law to eat meat whose species were citizens of the city, especially if it were served within city limits. Perhaps to the residents of the Dark Council such laws were meaningless.

Abigail tasted a piece and took a sip of her drink. "As I was saying... one is a rabbit from the Black Forest. Another is a group of priests, and the last is the group known as Servants of Truth."

Regis grinned. "The rabbit and the servant-group are one and the same."

She grinned back. "Perhaps. But both wish to use them for two different reasons."

At that moment a commotion happened in the booth next door. She had started to look but quickly returned her gaze; there was a subtle disturbance in her drink but not the lion's. She had been in this situation before; her drink was just tampered with, and it was obvious who did it. She had several pills hidden up her sleeve that could neutralize several things, but she didn't feel like getting an upset stomach after ingesting the purified drink.

"Go on Miss Canny. You were saying?"

"Of course, yes, sorry for the interruption. As I..." She maneuvered her paws so one of them knocked over her drink. Part of it splashed on her dress, the remainder ran over towards the lion. He quickly got out of the way and saved his suit by a towel he had laying nearby. She let her peripheral vision identify the partially dissolved pill which was lying just barely under his plate, obviously left there by the liquid as it flowed across the table.

"Oh... I'm so sorry. I almost ruined your suit."

"Looks like you might have ruined your dress. Just like our appetizers."

He was right. What once was nicely prepared fried things was now nothing but a soggy mess. She noticed his eyes ogling her dress. She wasn't certain if this was a good time to try her secondary plan, but she decided to see just how civilized he was.

"Miss Canny, if you don't get something to get that out of your dress before it dries, you'll have a very expensive bill. Perhaps if you remove..."

Abigail gave the lion an evil stare. "Good sir, are you suggesting something? How about you string up a clothes line? Something I can keep between everyone and my undergarments. I'm certain you wouldn't want everyone gawking at your date."

The gazelles quickly rushed over, and once noticing her stained dress and the spilled drinks, they called over a cleaning crew. They brought over a dressing screen and a complementary robe from the hotel's gym. Abigail had an evil idea. She positioned the screen so it blocked everyone's view... except for the lion's. As she removed the dress, she winked at him; obviously letting him see what she wore underneath. Once she had the robe on and tied, she handed the dress to the gazelle who said it'll be cleaned and returned in an hour.

He pushed her chair under her rump as she sat back down at the table. He whispered into her ear, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"If someone didn't put a pill in my drink, I wouldn't have to embarrass myself, now would I?"

He nodded. "Touché, my dear. Living up to your species, and your name."

She leaned over and gave him a peck on his muzzle. "I have to, with everyone trying to test me."

She noticed he had placed his paw on her waist, and gave him another peck on his muzzle. "Careful there good sir. I'm clumsy, but not a lady of the night. What's under this robe is what makes me comfortable."

He had moved his chair next to hers and was putting a blanket the gazelle just brought over. He connected a couple edges together with the built-in snaps. It now looked like a poncho. "There... now you'll be toasty warm until your dress gets back. Ahhh... our dinner arrives."

It did indeed. After a few bites of selected items around her plate, she agreed this was worth nearly getting embarrassed for. To which he said it still be arranged, which earned him a wink and an evil eye. As they ate, she slowly explained how that rabbit was interfering with her attempts to put her minions around the fox-bunny. Since he was clearly an Alpha, she couldn't act against him without incurring the wrath of his fellow Alphas. The group he also had ties to, the Servants of Truth, also was hindering her attempts. These were placing minions wherever the fox-bunny would be, but if she had them neutralized it could be said she acted against an Alpha... and in jeopardy of the fellow Alphas wrath. She wasn't certain, but scuttlebutt said the priest were new allies of the Dark Council; and she wasn't certain why they kept showing up when that rabbit did. So she couldn't take a chance.

When all was said and done and most of the meal was eaten, certainly hers was but not that of the lions, they made an agreement. He got her room number at the discount area of this hotel and also the chance to help her put the dress back on when it returned. They slow danced behind the privacy screen, which his paws roamed over her as he pleased. It was a small token considering the effort he would have to do to remove the mammals she listed. Once her dress was back on her body, in which his paws smoothed out every wrinkle and then some, she bid him good night.

Later that evening she answered the door, and let him in. She had stepped out of a bubble bath to answer the door; and now she stepped back in, her eyes and finger inviting him to follow. He got his reward; she got hers as he mysteriously fell asleep. They were adults after all and he should get a small token for his troubles; just not as much as he planned. After all, she wanted him satisfied not ordering her death. She left her undergarments draped across his chest, still damp from the bubble bath. She did drop by the front desk and purchased the bath robe; it was so comfortable she decided it was worth the money.

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Bogo was in his office later than usual. It had been a hell'va week; the increase in attacks against his officers, the forced disclosure of Nick's daughter, the attempt to steal the Hopps farm, the discovery of unknown criminals that lived under Zootopia, and the sudden discovery of several burrows that appeared unresponsive to their neighbors. He also had a source that informed him *unofficially* that the Commissioner had undergone surgery this past week and was recovering well. GSD was busy tracing down the Dark Underground, and both priest factions were tracking down something they wouldn't divulge but insisted dealt directly with the ancient prophesy about Judy and Nick.

Nickolas. He hated keeping the discovery of his daughter away from the fox. Yes, he knew exactly how the first fox officer would react should he ever discover her. But the old buffalo had made plans just in case the fox discovered the truth before Upper Command determined time was right. Agent Walker had sat in that chair across from his desk and personally pleaded for him to tell the fox. When he put his idea before her, stating it was the only compromise he could do that kept within regulations and allowed the fox to keep his police status... she was not satisfied but agreed. He suggested she find a way to track the fox wherever he went, which she grinned and said she already thought of a way.

A knock on his door in the manner only one mammal made told him it was show time.

"Enter."

Nick walked in and stood on the other side of the desk. "Officer Wilde requesting permission to speak freely, sir."

Good. Exactly as predicted. Now to carefully maneuver the fox where he wanted. All these months of their daily verbal sparring led up to this moment.

"Granted."

Nick gently tossed something onto the desk. "Did you know, sir?"

"Yes. I knew almost as soon as I saw those bodies that day at the warehouse massacre scene."

Nick appeared satisfied, but equally emotional. "Thank you, sir. Part of me wanted to hear you admit it; another wanted you to deny it. Which is better..."

"You deserve only the truth and nothing but."

Nick was struggling to control his emotions. "Thank you, sir. Why didn't you tell me?"

Now it was the buffalo who was struggling to maintain calm. "Price of wearing this uniform. Sometimes following orders means allowing a tiny bit of your soul to die. Sometimes disobeying orders is more damaging than the result of following them. But following orders doesn't mean you can't cover your arse."

Bogo opened a drawer and took out the sheet of paper; the same one he earlier allowed Judy to read. He laid it in front of the fox, being careful not to touch the item that rested on the desk between them. He waited patiently as the fox read the paper, and reread it. He could see plainly on his face the fox recognized many of the names, many he had great respect for.

Good. The next few moments were critical for determining the fox's future; and by extension the future of all Vulpes in Zootopia.

"Sir... do you know what becoming a father means to me? To foxes?"

"Yes. Agent Cynthia Walker was in here earlier this week. She made a very passionate and convincing case. It is because of the ideas she presented that allow me to do this." Bogo opened a drawer and removed an item. He gently tossed it across the desk so it slid and stopped just shy of the edge of the desk.

Nick looked quizzedly at the box. "What's inside, sir?"

"Open it."

It took the fox a few moments to make up his mind. Slowly he opened it... and confusion swept across his face.

Bogo remained stern faced. "As you know, I am a stickler for following rules and regulations. You have progressed nicely towards earning your credentials to become a full-time member in the White Collar Crimes career path. But you do not currently have all the qualifications necessary to immediately enter it. That badge is your missing one. But you haven't earned the right to wear it full-time. The schooling you must attend is on indefinite hold until this emergency is over. Even then it will take a little while before the class resumes."

Nick looked at the buffalo as if he grew another set of horns... devilish ones. He started to push the box back towards the buffalo. "I can't."

"I didn't say you were getting pay and benefits of this rank. Only an officer who keeps his shield receives that right."

He leaned forward and looked straight into the fox's eyes. "Tell me... how I should address you at this moment: as Officer Wilde, who I will report as unauthorized absence tomorrow morning at roll call. Or as Officer Wilde, who will be on mandatory leave of absence for indefinite period of time until his schooling becomes available?"

If Nick was confused before, this moment his mind was thoroughly blown.

"You... you can't do this, sir. There is no such thing as allowing government employee to not show up to work indefinitely."

"Isn't that exactly what you were going to do? Turning-in your badge during a time of emergency, when our normal process of following paperwork is greatly hindered... effectively it is the same thing."

"No sir. It is not. Turning-in my badge means I severed all ties: just as the ZPD has severed its trust in me."

Bogo grinned. "You know your procedures, Nickolas. However, you don't know this: a chief of police has a wide-range of freedom in classifying his subordinates. I can reclassify your status in any number of ways. For example, starting immediately you are on witness protection duty. Your charge is to protect a very valuable officer: one Judith Laverne Hopps. I expect regular reports as per rules and regulations."

Nick snickered. "Surely you jest, sir."

Bogo gave him an evil grin. "Do I? You want to sever all ties, yet we both know you will remain tied at the hip to Hopps. So wither you remain as a full-time ZPD officer or civilian, Hopps has to deal with you."

Before the fox could say another word the buffalo spoke again. "That badge allows you to use your craftiness to weasel your way past most situations. With it you and Hopps can go about investigating wherever these so-called Servants of Truth are and bring them to justice. With it you are on indefinite leave of absence until your class starts; with it you have the tools to get things done. I am giving you time away to work out your problems, but I can only keep this out from Upper Chain just so long. Get the data you need and be prepared to make your final decision: stay ZPD and make the Vulpes future a better one, or leave and confirm the stereotype."

The buffalo grinned. "You get to have your cake and eat it too!"

Nick was flummoxed. "I... I don't know what to say."

Bogo quickly opened the box and put the item into Nick's paws, then pressed a button on his desk phone. "Officially as of this moment Nickolas Wilde is on Witness Protection duty."

The phone crackled to life. "Rodger that. Have him report for paperwork." It was the unmistakable voice of Clawhauser.

"You just had to do that, didn't you?"

Bogo leaned back in his over-stuffed office chair. "Yes... yes I did. Paperwork is calling, don't forget to make those reports... and take your badge with you. You can't be in uniform without it, and you can't wear the other item legally."