Country of Foxes.
"Good morning Zootopia. I'm Peter Moosebridge. Fabienne Growley is back with us once again. Fabienne. Welcome back."
The snow leopard traded warm smiles with the moose. It was obvious she wasn't fully recovered but neither was she a danger to anyone, just her energy level hasn't returned to normal. "Thank you, Peter and it's good to be back in the saddle. I've missed everyone so much."
The moose continued. "And now for your morning news. The Hopps Family welcomed a new generation into the family. Mother and kits are resting comfortably and the proud father is attending his family dutifully. We here at ZNN News wish to express our best wishes for their future. Officer Hopps was unable to be with her newborn nieces and nephews due to duty requirements."
"On a positive note, our two lovely reporters are back to work. Their doctor gave them a clean bill of health which is always great to hear. They have declined to be on-camera today stating they needed some time away from each other and to enjoy a few days to use the personal time each have accrued. A viewer reported each was seen separately in different areas of Zootopia in the paws of their respective males."
Camera switched to Fabienne. "Pics regarding our continuing coverage of the Moo-han Virus can be seen on our website. And now for the weather..."
The Wild-Hopps were waiting at the border crossing while the clerk was somewhere inside the building doing who knows what with their passports. Vulpinstan, the country of foxes, was someplace the Wilde Family's ancestry could be traced. It was an ancient country that prided itself on remaining sequestered from modern society as possible. This was due to the ongoing mistrust of foxes; hence back in ancient times' many fox species banded together and formed their own nation. While not every fox species joined them a great many did. It was not unusual for a member of one generation to move outside to Zootopia or similar city, and their offspring one or a few generations later to move back into the country.
Nick knew his grandmother had sent the appropriate information last month, but he would be hard pressed to believe it had been received judging by the number of guards standing before them. Jackie was getting impatient as was Marilyn and Caroline, something Nick swore they shared in common. John was standing next to his son, his body posture letting the guards know he was the alpha of this family and the wait was beginning to be excessive. The guards, a mix species of foxes, obviously were not impressed nor did they show sign of lessening their stance.
What seemed like an hour went by without the clerk showing any sign of knowing they were there. A vehicle drove around the bend and soon stopped near the building, parking as if blocking the road was standard procedure and the driver thought it held the deed to the road. A todd stepped out the front passenger door and opened the rear door. Out stepped an elder vixen who was immediately recognized by John and Jackie; after rushing over they traded pressing muzzles against the cheeks and gentle hugs. Once done the elder vixen turned and gracefully walked until she was before Nick's family, the two young vixens looking awestruck as they huddled against Judy. This caused the elder vixen to smile warmly and whisper to her chauffeur who immediately retrieved a small camera and took a picture of the youngsters.
"Judy, it is good to see you again. I only wish you stopped by more than what the ZPD will allow. How has the Council of Elders been treating you?"
"Mrs. Rorschach, they treat me very well. Juggling duties between them and the ZPD has been tough."
Margret Ariel Rorschach, sister of Nathan Keen and aunt to Jackie Wilde, nodded and looked down at the two vixens. "My, aren't these two such cuties. Introductions are in order; let the ancient manner be observed."
Nick bowed slightly, hoping he remembered the formality correctly. "Madam Rorschach, my wife Judy Wilde-Hopps." He paused just long enough for Judy to curtsy and gather their daughters before her.
Before he continued he noticed Margret giving him a quick glance, obviously knowing he was proud of the young ones. "These two young ones are my daughters, Marilyn who is the light-hue and Caroline who is the darker-hue."
He was pleased the vixens did their best to curtsy, following their mother's example and hearing her whisper instructions. The elder vixen clapped her approval.
"Now may I have a hug? I promise no sharp edges but my tongue." Margret had lowered herself onto her knees and arms outstretched. Marilyn and Caroline hesitated, moving towards the elder vixen only when encouraged by their parents and grandparents. Once they were embraced they endured the elder vixen rubbing her muzzle against their cheeks; this was how foxes marked those that were family. It also was nothing new to them as they experienced Nick and his parents doing this regularly. They were nervous but stood still until it was completed, and then scurried back until standing next to Judy; both now content holding onto the doe's slacks and resting their faces against the fabric. This earned another picture and a soft sigh as the elder vixen looked at them.
Margret was not surprised to have noticed rabbit scent-markings on each vixen's heads; Judy and her family obviously accepted these as part of the burrow and this made the elder vixen quite pleased. She then got up, turned and walked to the service window; rapping on the glass pane until the clerk opened it. She must have been someone of importance because the clerk stuttered as he asked what her business was about. "My family has been waiting here for nearly an hour. Have you completed the necessary paperwork they will need to move freely about our country?"
He disappeared and returned with a stack of papers, motioning for the Wilde-Hopps to enter. It was obvious he wasn't expecting Margret to enter and stand close to John and Jackie; her facial expression made it plain she would not be leaving anytime soon and no funny business would be allowed. It was not lost on Nick that the clerk was barely concealing disappointment; obviously he just lost an opportunity to hustle these visitors and the paperwork had best not contain errors. This was made clear as each sheet was snatched by the elder vixen's servant and handed for her inspection. Only when mistakes were corrected was Nick and Judy permitted to sign them.
"Jeeves, pay the gentlemammal. I give my thanks for the proper handling of this manner. Good afternoon, sir." She walked outside as John held the door open until everyone was out, including Jeeves. It was not lost on Judy that there was something special between these two todds, which she was certain she would discover the answer to this mystery in due time. Everyone got into the vehicle; it was something like a fancy limousine but everything inside seemed as if it were more of a traveling home.
"So... Aunty, where do you plan to put us up for the night?" John had a strange twinkle in his eye, it seemed everyone knew what Margret was going to say, everyone except Judy and the young vixens.
"Well... you and Nickolas are going to sleep with the servants. Jackie and the others shall be sleeping on the best beds money can buy. But I can be persuaded to relent. What do you have to offer?"
Judy was surprised Jackie wasn't flying off the handle; if there was one thing the vixen was most known for was protective of her family. As she watched the vixen, disguising it as her training taught her, it seemed as if Jackie was merely unconcerned. But it was what she said that nearly floored the doe.
"Let them sleep there. It'll train them to know how good they have it with their wives."
Judy didn't have time to respond; Marilyn and Caroline leaped into John and Nick's arms, holding them as tight as their small paws could. It wasn't only Judy that felt a twinge of maternal pride; she noticed Jackie and Margret looking quite sentimental. This was the side of the elder vixen that Judy had remembered, back when she presented a wedding gift to her all those many months ago. Now she remembered the elder vixen pulling a similar stunt and felt embarrassed at being tricked.
Margret leaned over and ruffled the foreheads of both young vixens which earned her hisses and snarls. The todds gently rebuked the young ones and explained the elder female was merely hustling their mother. It was only when Margret gave her assurance did they relax and fell asleep in their father and grandfather's paws. "Don't worry your young hearts, little ones. These two most certainly will be sleeping with you tonight."
Soon the vehicle drove through the open gates of a vast estate and down a long and winding road. To Judy it reminded her of the front gates of the Council of Elder's estate. The door opened and the chauffeur and servant helped everyone out, paying attention to ensure the sleeping vixens weren't disturbed. Judy was surprised Margret's husband wasn't here to welcome them, but the group was hustled quickly inside without allowing stopping for pleasantries. Once inside the manor the young vixens were wrapped in warm towels and a couple nannies carried them away, the remainder of their group was ushered down a hallway and into a richly decorated room.
"Welcome to our humble abode!" Clifford Rorschach said as he warmly greeted everyone. This was all he said until the doors were closed and locked. Margret went over and brought refreshments; something that surprised Judy. This wasn't lost on the elder foxes, which merely smiled and gave an explanation.
"It is not always that our servants can be nearby, such as right now. It would be poor manners and poorer still a lack of being good hosts if we didn't know how to treat our guests properly."
John waved away their concerns. "Did you find out anything?"
This caught Judy's attention as her ears flew up pointing towards the elders. As far as she knew they were here to transfer ownership of the Imperial Jewelry Set that Margret gave her as a wedding gift. This behavior of rabbits was something that amused the foxes and they had learned over time to be cautious how they reacted. They never failed to be fascinated how her long ears moved and how her emotions could be deciphered simply by observing them.
"We made discrete inquiries through various vulpine societal organizations; some had no idea why we were interested in such things much less inquiring. But there were others which became suspicious and it was obvious they held back more than what they let on. We have no definitive proof, but we strongly suspect the Servants of Truth are active throughout our lands."
"Just as we suspected. Thank you for sticking your necks out on our behalf" Nick said as he shook Clifford's paw, both looked towards Judy. Nick stifled a snicker; the bunny was wrapped in Margret's paws and making a muffling sound. It was obvious another female member of Nick's family just had to hug the bunny, by now Judy was used to it. These foxes were members of high society; as such they waited until out of the public eye to show genuine affection for family, at least the type she just gave Judy. After a moment the elder vixen released the bunny who immediately gave her a big bunny hug. When she released everyone sat down in the overstuffed chairs that were comfortable enough to take a nap on.
"It was the least we could do for our favorite mixed-species couple." Clifford said as Judy gave him her best smile, he returned it in kind.
"I hope this doesn't sound presumptuous... but I wasn't aware you were pregnant. I nonetheless give my warmest congratulations." Margret had been looking towards the young couple, a warm expression across her muzzle as she talked.
Judy face turned a crimson red which naturally Nick placed his paw on hers. It was John that answered before the younger fox had a chance. "They weren't; and before anyone says a thing please allow me to tell the story."
Jackie beat him to the punch. "Auntie, Uncle... remember when these two were undergoing the trial by those old rabbits?"
The elder foxes nodded in the affirmative, asking questions and receiving answers soon set the stage for the story's remainder.
John continued. "During a lull in the trial a vixen that ruled a territory was good friends with someone we knew. She heard about the trial and became fascinated how a fox and bunny could become lovers. Using her friendship she convinced Nickolas to travel to her estate and abducted him. Our friends arranged a rescue but we were unaware what she had done, namely became pregnant. It was months later when her litter was weaned and she was killed was this brought to our attention. To end this story... their maternal grandparents share in the raising of these siblings."
Margret was showing confusion across her face. "Their coat hues suggest something more. Am I wrong?"
John nodded. "They have separate fathers... and they are the sole survivors of their litter. The same situation that killed their mother also killed their siblings. It also killed Caroline's father. This probably explains why they are so close and practically tied at the hip. To us it makes little difference, we accept them as they are. As you've probably noticed the Hopps family does as well; both vixens having the rabbit marking as our own."
Jackie jumped in, wanting to explain further. "Their maternal grandparents knows they have different fathers, were told so by a priest. Unfortunately we don't know if Caroline father's family knows about her. But should they make their claim, we will not deny them. Our only condition is they treat Marilyn equally, and allow both vixens into their home."
The elder foxes nodded their understanding. "Say no more, it is settled among your families then it is with us as well."
Margret took a seat next to her husband. "I'm curious about the mammals giving Zootopia trouble Not the ones attacking the ZPD, the ones living below."
"Recent events gave us insight about them" Nick said. "One of their own came to us and requested help. Apparently the leaders have been mistreating certain groups of their citizens. This is something our leadership is trying to exploit."
Margret gave Clifford a mischievous smile. "We heard something else. Congratulations on your newlyweds and their family."
"Thank you" Judy said, pride showing in her smile. "Ralph met his wife at the All Hallows Eve celebrations. While she was there for other reasons, fate put her with him and as they say the rest was history. Unfortunately those assigned to keep her in-line found her and she had no choice but to return with them. Fate gave her a second chance and this led to her staying with us permanently. They got married and she birthed their kits as you are aware."
Clifford leaned forwards. "But this isn't all. Her family and others are living with your family, no?"
"Yes it is so" Judy said, her paw was held by Nick and his thumb stroked across it, something that calmed her. "Her mother is a nurse which is quite advantageous for caring her grandkits and she helps with my own family's minor medical needs. Her sister is... was a member of their enforcement agency. It is she that is giving the ZPD valuable intel and assistance in planning our next stage in operations."
"Next stage... such as what you're planning against the Dark Council?"
Nick motioned his wife to be quiet. "Yes. She is providing who's-who list of each council member; this is helping our intelligence agencies. I'm not certain we would be as successful today without her help."
"We have something ourselves that we think will be equally beneficial." Clifford pressed a button on his desk, the lights dimmed and a view screen lit up. Data scrolled vertically on the left-paw side and the center displayed the nation of Vulpinstan. Several blinking spots were around the nation which Nick found interesting.
"These are where we think the Dark Council through their Servants of Truth allies are operating." The visitors studied the locations.
"And these" Clifford pressed another button "remain to be scouted. The others are what we, my wife and I, have confirmed for ourselves." Almost three quarters of the lights turned off. Nick whistled; it was obvious those remaining lit were in government places or other high security locations. Getting confirmation on these would be a challenge for most mammals; but he had an ace up his fur.
"If getting inside is a problem, perhaps we" he looked at Judy to see her reaction, and seeing no objection he continued "...may have a possible solution."
The elder foxes, Clifford and Margret, were surprised. John and Jackie had an idea what their son was going to suggest. Being married to a godmother had its advantages.
"Don't leave us in suspense... out with it" Clifford said.
Nick grinned. "Recently our precinct was assigned to a task force consisting of a mix of government agencies. Our mission lines up nicely with yours; finding out what are inside those government places is just the thing we're capable of."
Judy wasn't the only one that was mildly surprised he didn't mention the Tundratown boss; his parents were as well. Thankfully none of these let it show on their faces. It probably was for the best; most mammals didn't think too kindly once they knew someone was involved with the mafia. Things got interesting once they knew. A discussion about his plans ensued and after a while one was finalized that they could agree.
Dinner was served in what Judy remembered was a small dining hall; it was the elder fox's favorite place to eat when family was visiting. Marilyn and Caroline were brought in and immediately hugged their mother. Judy picked one up and Nick the other; giving their daughters a hug and peck on the cheek, afterwards putting them in chairs made for small foxes. As the meal was served their hosts talked about recent events; centering mostly on family members not currently nearby. After the meal everyone went outside and walked in the flower garden. For a brief moment this brought back memories of the trial; this garden was eerily similar to the one back on the Council of Elder's estate, including the cabana they just walked past.
Soon their hosts gave them permission to stay as long as they wish as both elder foxes and Nick's parents retired to the bedrooms. Nick was slightly annoyed his daughters were snuggled against Judy, one on each side. It was a clear evening and all four watched as the full moon crept up over the horizon; Judy held the vixens as she told the story about the rabbit and the night goddess. As the story progressed, she pointed out where on the moon someone could see the rabbit as he pounded with a mortar and pestle; his eternal duty was to make the elixir of life. Soon the vixens were fast asleep and their parents took them upstairs, put them in bed and covered them with goose down blankets. Judy took her fox outside to a place in the garden she discovered last visit and enjoyed him until she was satisfied. After staying awhile to enjoy the full moon they returned to the bedroom and cuddled with the vixens until the sandmammal's sleeping dust claimed them.
Little were they aware of the eyes watching them from a dark corner, anger burning at the spectacle of this unnatural relation between two mammals that by nature's own right should never occur. The eyes wished it could act but orders were clear: it was to observe the estate and report anything the Dark Council could use. Specific instructions were given should these two arrive; someone high up wanted these ZPD officers relaxed and thus more likely to divulge intel. The hidden observer departed shortly after the fox carried his bunny into the manor.
Colonel Kohle was in the conference room along with both ZPD chiefs. Mondo and Bogo were making notes on what the fox was telling them over the highly encrypted satcall. Technician Winter was busy making sure the equipment was functioning properly as well as recording the call. She typed in a command and the country of Vulpinstan was displayed; data received was displayed as blinking lights of two different colors were spread around the country. The boar and bull each grunted as they looked carefully at the map. The dog stifled a snicker; these two would never make it as a commander in his agency.
"What you're seeing are locations where suspected Dark Council agents are operating. Blue has been reconnoitered, green are suspected but unable to survey due to high security present." Nick gave them a few more details and his recommendations. He also sent a recording Judy made of what their host said when they first arrived.
Colonel Kohle studied the information intently, letting a couple minutes pass before saying a thing. "I'll have Tactical Dept. analyze this. Once we have a plan of operation formulated we'll let you know. This looks like a touchy situation."
After ending the call the trio remained silent for a few moments.
"We haven't done operations in that country in quite some time. Still, your officers do have a sound plan. I'll run it up my chain for permission and get my team prepared."
Kohle departed leaving Bogo and Mondo alone. What was left unsaid was the last operation GSD did in Vulpinstan resulted in getting the GSD banned and the border closed to everyone from Zootopia which lasted nearly a decade. A week ago Nick's grandmother, Audrey, passed word from a relative living in that country suggesting the Dark Council was active, therefore it was a no-brainer to use the Wilde-Hopps. Bogo remembered the rabbit's wedding gift and a cover for an espionage operation could be done using the legitimate need to transfer ownership of the jewelry. How Nickolas discovered the plan before it was finalized was anyone's guess; he probably bribed the cheetah at the front desk. The detective fox was sworn to secrecy and provided communication protocol he could use to relay any information he found.
Soon Kohle returned stating the operation was a go. The team selected had the tools and training to ensure as much as possible the absolute secrecy this operation needed. If exposed it would be not only Zootopia that faced wrath; the Wilde-Hopps and their relative would most likely face trial from whatever government was ruling Vulpinstan. Not counting the wrath of those operating secretly inside the country: the Dark Council and their minions the Servant of Truth.
Other members of the Spearhead Operation would have to continue the search for the Dark Council. Mr. Big had supplemented them with another group of his minions; then there was the group of Trackers led by the bunny whose sister was married into the Hopps family. Bogo was pleased: more of his officers would remain on normal patrol duty. Mondo was pleased 'caused it meant he had mammals with specialized skills thus could do more in less time. Tracking down where the Dark Council was operating was annoyingly time consuming.
Nick was struggling holding back two excited vixens while Judy walked behind them. It was an unusual request but the Wilde-Hopps family complied; they were wearing the formal clothing they received as wedding gifts, including Judy wearing the Imperial Jewelry set. As far as the doe knew they were to be attending a formal dinner this evening, this request was a complete surprise. She was hoping every meal wouldn't be like this; otherwise she was going to insist on leaving early. Marilyn and Caroline were wearing miniature versions of Judy's gown, probably the reason they were so excited. Jackie walked beside Judy, both smiling at the todd's difficulty controlling the youngsters. They rounded a corner and there the patriarch stood talking to Jeeves.
"I see everyone is ready for the formal introductions." John enjoyed the surprise look in Judy's eyes, obviously he chose correctly to keep this a secret from her. All those months of the bunny spending time sleeping overnight taught the elder todd she would worry all night trying to prepare herself for the next morning. Sending his wife to get the family up was the gentlest manner of letting them know this morning would be different from the next few. Clifford and Margret had sent a couple maids along to ensure the vixens were dressed quickly and help Judy into the gown; these were currently tiding up the room.
"May I have everyone's attention, please" Jeeves said as he motioned everyone closer. Judy loved his accent wondering if it was natural or he was trained.
"Thank you. The master and missus have gathered important members of their governing council. This is as much an introduction as it is a planning meeting. Furthermore their offspring are here as well, hence why you are in the garb you are in. It is important both of you demonstrate your hierarchy in the family as well as the important representatives of Zootopia that you are."
"Jeeves," Judy's ears were noticeably lower than normal "couldn't we have done so wearing the suits we brought?"
"Perhaps. But the jewelry you are wearing is symbolic of your position in this family. Surely you didn't think it was simply to impress the upper class in Zootopia, did you? Although I suspect these could help you in your undercover investigations, maybe even as your council duties take you worldwide."
Nick looked at his wife, a knowing smile crossing their faces. This was something they talked with Clifford and Margret back when the gifts first were given. Nick suspected there was something more they weren't told; it was clearly seen in the eyes of foreign dignitaries who behaved differently once they saw the jewelry than the afternoon before when they were solely in their council robes. John had a slight uptake at the corners of his muzzle, obviously knowing something else.
"Ok dad, out with it." Nick wanted to know before the roomful of mammals they were about to enter said or did something unexpected.
"Son... the jewelry signals everyone that both of you are equal members of this family. Clifford and Margret wanted our relatives to have crystal clear understanding of this. When both of you walk into that room there will be no doubt that any mockery and snide comment about your family will have serious repercussions. Judy wearing the family heirlooms signals not only is she to be held as an equal, it signals everyone that both of you have control of the family future."
It wasn't Nick that was the only one astonished at the calm manner the elder todd said it.
Jeeves cleared his throat. "It is the prerogative of the master and missus who will be their heirs. They have carefully examined every one of their offspring and their grandcubs. What both of you have gone through has prepared you for the duties guarding the affairs of the future generations. Now... let's stop talking and go inside. Your hosts are waiting."
John and Nick led the family inside, following Jeeves through the door being held open by another servant. Judy held Marilyn's paw and Jackie held Caroline's paw as they walked towards the only open place on the table. Another servant had announced their arrival as they entered the room; Nick's trained eye quickly spotted which were friendly and which would be trouble. He noticed those that barely held back contempt as they noticed the tiara on his wife's head. Clifford motioned for Judy to sit on his immediate left-paw, which made the two vixens sit between her and Nick. John and Jackie sat next to Margret. Jeeves and a couple other butlers and maids were positioned behind the Zootopians, making it clear who was in the proverbial pecking order.
Judy's training to become a councilor kicked in; the looks some were giving her said volumes. Now it was clear the warnings John and Jeeves gave; these would not readily accept her into the family let alone control of the fortune. As Jeeves made the introductions around the room she watched the reaction of each individual. Nick may have picked out those most likely to give them trouble, but she was no slouch. She would have to speak with him later about what he observed, and possibly talk with John and Jackie.
What she had seen thus far suggested the estate was having fiscal problems. Clifford and Margret didn't say it but there were many clues: last night after the elders went to bed and their daughters were sleeping as well, the Wilde-Hopps took the long way back to the garden. They went through areas of the manor they would never have been allowed if Clifford and Margret did the walking. Using small but powerful flashlights showed them the deterioration that obviously had gone on many years. This building was ancient, possibly as old as some of those back on the Council of Elder's estate. Thus she was certain something was draining the fiscal accounts, and now she was determined to discover who and why.
As she observed how the relatives behaved as they were introduced, she was certain many of them acted entitled. If not they certainly were attempting to show how important they were. She decided she needed to talk to John and Jackie about their family history... at least Jackie.
Soon breakfast was finished and the Wilde-Hopps properly introduced. Many of the foxes left and those remaining were escorted into another room in a distant part of the building. Marilyn and Caroline were once again in the care of a couple nannies and a Tv; obviously so they could watch their favorite show that came on about this time. A computer was nearby so they could resume their education and talk with the Hopps bunnies that by now the two vixens wanted to share recent events. Margret assured Judy that cost of the Tv and computer was scheduled days ago.
The group of foxes gathered in the room was quickly identified only as *those concerned about unusual happening in Vulpinstan*. Once everyone was settled down an elder fox took the podium. "Welcome Prophesy Fulfillers, you are known to us. I address you as such because you know only half of what has been prophesied about you."
This caught not only Judy and Nick off-guard, but John and Jackie as well. It was obvious the elder fox was counting on this; he pressed a button on a remote and a view screen appeared and turned on. Displayed was a couple paragraphs written in prose:
"In days of old a great battle once occurred. Those once trusted to be a guiding light over mammalkind were defeated by those of foul intent and cleaver deceit. Victors were pressed back away from sunlit lands as others pure in heart held check their gains. But these foul ones took with them those lesser in society, holding sway over these in time long since."
"But let your heart's be not faint; for coming a day when nature would hear your cries. Redemption shall come from mammals not natural, a pair bonded of prey and predator. These shall defeat those that hold say over mammals forced to live in unnatural condition. This pair of unlikely merit shall lead those held captive out into future bright and promising."
Judy's ears suddenly straightened after reading part of the first paragraph. She covered her mouth and completed reading the remaining words. She reread the entire screen a couple times; the elder fox obviously letting her take as much time as she wanted. Nick had a similar reaction, obviously a bit more discreet because his ears were short.
"What you have just read is something of a mystery. Until both of you passed the trial at the elder's council and survived the trip up north against those misguided rabbits, the ones that were involved with an ancient tomb... no one could be sure these were merely ramblings of a lunatic or a genuine prediction. We believe you fit what this prophesy is about, especially considering underground mammals are giving you trouble."
Nick raised his paw. "Aren't we here regarding the Servants of Truth in this area? What possibly..."
It was all he could say as the elder fox clicked the remote; the same words were chiseled in granite blocks upon a wall. Nearby was a painting of a rabbit and fox holding paws. It was obviously crudely drawn and color of some pigment rubbed into it. Before Nick could object the elder fox spoke first.
"Yes, it's very crude and it could represent any fox or any rabbit. But how many fox-rabbit couples do we know? In recent years? Centuries? No... only the two in this room; friends, case solvers, police officers, members of the elder's council, and married. It is this fox's opinion that the only such pair with the skillset and resources necessary to accomplish this prophesy is you."
Judy was starting to wonder if her personal motto *Make the world a better place* just might have been planted inside her brain by some unseen entity. Briefly scenes went through her mind of major life events: her kithood dream of becoming a police officer, becoming a police officer and her early relationship with Nick, the months of counseling and undergoing the trial that proved their relationship genuine, their escape during the Lynxion War and the events in the Land of the Prophecy, their marriage, and now these many weeks in this latest conflict. Now yet again another prophesy appears to have her at its core.
The elder fox waved his paw. "I only told you about this prophesy because I think it has a bearing what is happening in our lands. And I believe you two will be a fulfillment of this prophesy."
Clifford strode up and replaced the elder fox. "Thank you. Now we must discuss exactly that."
He clicked the remote and the map of Vulpinstan from yesterday showed on the screen, multiple dots blinking nearly everywhere. "Gentlemammals, these are where I think these mysterious happenings are occurring."
He clicked another button; nearly three-quarters of the lights disappeared. "These are the only ones that could not be confirmed."
Murmurs went through the group. Another fox stood up. "So... what's your plan? How do you propose someone get inside to confirm your suspicion?"
Nick had a sly grin on his face and Judy did a face palm. She knew what this meant, and it nearly always involved getting her deeply involved. She only hoped he had this wild scheme thought out better than the last one. He raised one paw and waited to be recognized; after he was he simply pulled out his small radio and said a simple phrase.
"Come on in." Then he stepped up to the podium and waited.
Nearly instantaneous the door opened and several mammals dressed in black suits entered. The group stepped up next to Nick and they shook paws.
"These mammals are here to help us do exactly what has been mentioned. They have the necessary training to get inside and out without interrupting operations or being discovered. Their names aren't important as yours has not been identified. Gentlemammals... these will help us find out what is inside those high security areas. I suspect this will involve all of us doing something to divert attention."
Agent Savage merely nodded his head as he took to the podium. "Thank you... err... officer. Opsec I suppose. As he just stated, we are here because this matter has my upper chain of command concerned. Now as I was instructed not to address any of you by name, I hereby inform you now... your government has no idea we are inside your country. It would be greatly appreciated if you referred to us as *Guests*. Now, let's give you a brief idea what we plan to do."
The next hour the GSD team laid out their basic plan how they were going to get inside each area. Once the foxes were finished asking questions they left the room and departed to their homes and few went to their normal places of work; but a solitary one went to an old barn on the farm nearby. There it recovered a satphone from under a hay pile, dialed a pre-set number, then spoke a short sentence before hanging up and hiding it back inside the pile. Before it could get out of the barn it was swamped by several GSD agents. It was muzzled with an anti-bite device that effectively prevented him from pressing down on the molar with a hidden cyanide capsule inside. This was proven false once a dentist examined his teeth and declared his teeth original. Clifford couldn't believe a once trusted friend could hold such backwards ideas and throw his allegiance behind the Servants of Truth.
Back in the original room the Wilde-Hopps were briefed in yesterday Team Bravo was introduced by name to Clifford and Margret. The elder foxes were pleased that Nick had contacts in other government agencies willing to risk their neck on a request from a fox. Nick didn't tell his elder relatives that he shared a secret communication device with these specific mammals. It was these devices that enabled him to ask them for help. Wrist-mounted computers were still in the prototype phase of developments; but these had advanced models each were sworn to secrecy least the enemies of the Wilde-Hopps develop ones for their own uses.
By dinner time they had a plan to infiltrate each government place one at a time. The remaining foxes who knew about the plan would be nearby to create a diversion when these agents needed to go in and again when they needed to get out.
After diner the two young vixens were allowed to use the computer to talk with the Hopps bunnies back on her parent's farm. A couple nannies were keeping an eye on them, mostly to ensure they didn't visit any website other than the one that connected straight to the Bunny Burrow servers.
Clifford and Margret were sitting in the chairs they were in last night. John and Jackie were sitting nearby and Judy sat beside Nick. Nick knew why she wanted to keep what she was about to say as hush-hush as possible. Judy drew a deep breath to calm and focus on the words she wanted to say. She only hoped by the end of this session the elder foxes wouldn't disown her.
"I suspect you want to talk about something other than tomorrow's mission, correct?" Clifford asked straight but politely.
"Yes sir, I do. It's about what I understand regarding our, Nick and mine, responsibilities about the future of this family." She stopped and tried to formulate her next words. What she had been working on most of the day suddenly didn't seem proper. Both of the elder foxes smiled brightly. They motioned to John and Jackie that what was to be said would not offend them.
"You bunnies are so emotional. But let us say things plainly." Margret said as she reached across the table to hold Judy's paw.
Clifford went on. "We knew your training with those old rabbits would uncover the truth of our situation without us uttering a word. Yes... the family wealth has been drained. It has many different causes but the truth of the situation is this: many of the family simply are living above their means. And by this we mean they have managed to get involved in many business deals that fell through. It was bad enough last time Zootopia was involved in a scandal in this country, this caused most of our family wealth to be lost. Instead of tightening their fiscal belts the family made other deals that also fell through. So... this is why both of you were chosen to become the next guardians of the family estate."
John held up his paw. "Nick, Judy... this was discussed between us shortly after you two passed that trial. We were allowed access to the books last year. To say we were shocked would be an understatement. Audrey knows, but she cannot use government resources she controls to audit the finances of her relatives, let alone those living in another country. But you two have access of one that can. It is a matter if he is willing to help out the godmother."
Judy was calm on the outside, but inwardly she the room temperature drop. Charity was something he was not known for, with exception of his own immediate family's welfare of which she was considered barely close. She didn't get anything for free, reduced cost sure... but not free. What was just asked would require a substantial down payment, and she was certain the money wasn't there.
"Fluff... a moment, please?"
She followed Nick to a corner of the room. There they whispered what he wanted to say, point and counter-point bounced between them as it was obvious the two disagreed about something. Finally they returned and sat down, it was plain she didn't like the compromise.
"We'll pass on your request, but it may require something in return. Let me see if I can broker a deal. Now, let's set this aside and focus on tomorrow." Nick said as his thumb stroked Judy's paw; he was having limited success on calming her. Clifford and Margret smiled; they recognized the time-tested method todds used to calm their mates.
The remainder of the evening was spent on discussing many things, some which actually was lighthearted and raised the bunny's spirits. Soon everyone departed heading to their rooms. Marilyn and Caroline had long since finished talking to the Hopp's bunnies and were sleeping in bed. Judy thanked the nannies and soon she and Nick were snuggled beside their daughters.
Hillary Swinton rubbed her hooves together. The sow was ambitious and cleaver, willing to go to extremes to get what she wanted. Right now she was inside a government complex negotiating a deal with the elder fox. He was sly and crafty, a credit to his species. But she had grown up with foxes and learned how to beat them at their own game... like now. The todd was trying to hide his annoyance at being out-foxed by another species. She had him where she wanted, and placed her final offer on the table. It was a decent offer but nothing close to her original and she had driven all competitors out of the deal and out of the room.
"Very well, Ms. Swington. We accept your terms. The location shall be available for your master's use momentarily, after confirmation of payment."
She smiled sweetly. Her contact in Zootopia obtained the proof why the two abominations were going to be in this country; a rather expensive jewelry set needed to be transferred into the bunny's name before certain legal measures were taken. Thus the reason for paying money for an abduction of the bunny at a specific location needed to be done and the ambush diversion needed to be timed down to the minute. She would use the bunny to lure its mate out and after he was secure in her control both would be brought before the council where a kangaroo court would pronounce them guilty.
Both abominations were staying with a relative of the fox and this relative was powerful and part of the government ruling class. It would be doubtful her silvery tongue and sharp wit could convince these to simply hand them over. No... but maybe the two vixens that were the daughters of the fox could be used as bait. She pondered several ways of using these, but shelved the idea. This could be done afterwards should her first attempt fail... err... be incomplete. She hated that word. Failure simply was not in her vocabulary.
The swine left the building and got into a vehicle waiting nearby. Her partner turned her head and adjusted her glasses; Hillary bit her lip and waited for the slew of questions. She had one of her own: why didn't that ewe get better fitting glasses? These weren't coke-bottle types but the lenses were in her opinion too large for her face. *Must be a left over trait that evolution forgot to remove* she thought to herself.
"Well? Did you get it or not?"
Hillary looked annoyingly at the sheep. "Of course I got it. It was cubsplay, as I told you it would be. Now are we gonna sit here and wait for them to walk by, or are we gonna get to the next spot?"
Dawn Bellwether adjusted her glasses then started the engine and immediately turned the vehicle in the lane of traffic. Brakes screeched and drivers cursed as cars barely avoided hitting or getting hit by the larger vehicle. Vulgar gestures and curses specific at sheep were made towards the driver, obvious identifiable by the lock of wool atop the head. It was a wonder nobody was hurt and no damages occurred, other than tire marks and heated brakes.
The duo disappeared out of town and turned on a dirt road obviously rarely used. It twisted and turned as it wound through the forest and small mountains. The road ended at a cliff face and the duo showed their credentials at the guard, and waited impatiently as it was clear the mammal he spoke to via radio was taking its ol' time. Moments later the shrubbery parted and the duo drove into the tunnel and moments later exited into a glen that smelled wonderful. A vehicle pulled in front of them, a passenger signaling them to follow. A second vehicle pulled in behind them and the trio of vehicles traveled several more miles as the dirt road meandered its way until ending at a very old building that easily could be mistaken for a summer home of a lord or small king.
The swine and sheep was escorted inside and down a hall lined with decorative carvings that were quite old and remarkably well cared for. They entered a large room where gathered was many mammals of various species sitting in bleachers lining the walls. The duo knew who these were and kept her eyes forward, each hoping her partner did as well. This was a meeting of the Servants of Truth; and at the front of the room behind meeting table were the Chancellor and Matron of Truth.
"Ms. Swington, Ms. Bellwether... Welcome to our humble abode. Have you done what we asked?" Chancellor of Truth talked loud enough to be heard in all corners of the room.
Hillary motioned her partner to remain quiet. "The Wilde-Hopps are staying with distant relatives; they brought their family including young vixens with them as well. The Baron and his wife appear to wholly support their relationship, as it appears many of the locals have as well. But they could simply be acting in self-preservation."
Matron of Truth glared at the duo. "This we already knew, as we have ears and eyes among them."
Hillary smiled. "Of course. You requested a method of entrapment, of separating them from their support structure. We believe we have it."
The chancellor motioned her to continue. The swine removed a remote from her jacket pocket and clicked a button. "This location we think has the best chance of accomplishing your goals. All possible routes of escape can be sealed using your current number of mammals and equipment in your paws. For this price we will do your tasking for you. Otherwise here is the billing for services rendered thus far."
The matron's ears folded. "I thought the understanding between us had your participation as mandatory. Are you changing the agreement?"
Hillary again smiled. "Ma'am, payment for services rendered first, otherwise we depart. You already have the plans for entrapment thus you already have what you need. We trust you will do what is right."
Hillary enjoyed moments like this. It would only be a few minutes before the matron would give in, and when the payment was made the swine would let what she held back become known. Withholding a key piece of information ensured she got payment or the operation would fail, either was she was paid. But she always favored getting money. As expected the chancellor signaled the secretary and soon a velvet pouch was placed in the swine's hooves, after checking the amount she smiled and clicked a remote. The matron was none too pleased at what was withheld but it was obvious she knew the importance of this.
After making arrangement for their part in the upcoming operation the duo departed and returned to their hideout somewhere near the Rorschach estate.
Team Bravo was tired. It wasn't about breaching a foreign nation's facility; this was a challenge they all enjoyed. This was because of the tempo of the necessity getting inside as many as they could each day. Normally two was all they could reasonably achieve, but sometimes three. Thus far every facility they breached turned out to be exactly what it looked like. Because of the phone call one of the foxes made after that briefing that first day, they had to take extra precautions which ate up time they sorely could have used to inspect another facility.
Five more places to infiltrate and reconnoiter... and these were the ones most secure.
The foxes that been at that first meeting had been increasingly edgy about creating diversions. This was one of many reasons the team found themselves moving quicker with each facility breached. The last one still grated on Agent Savage's nerves. Before they were done searching they received a radio call stating the foxes were discovered and the cover story was not working. The back-up never arrived and thus Team Bravo had to perform an impromptu escape. Killing government workers to protect their unauthorized presence in the country was not what the operation called for. Now the other foxes were unwilling to put their necks out.
Agent Walker understood and had suggested they go to Plan-B asap. The hare agreed and now the team was waiting for additional teams to arrive. The costs and complexity of this operation just went up. As nightfall came and went the copters arrived as silently as possible, unloaded their cargo, and then departed swiftly and silently as they arrived. Savage and his team waited for the colonel to enter the room; he was certain the dog would be annoyed at having to leave his family and take charge of field operations.
"The director wishes to convey her congratulations for getting this far, and I agree. Well done team." He paused long enough to let the surprise settle in. "Now, let's see what difficulties remain for us."
He listened as each member of the team gave their assessment of each of the remaining facilities. When questions were asked and answered the dog removed a satphone and called a number Savage was unfamiliar with. After speaking an alpha-numeric code, waiting for a reply, then speaking a different code, this went on for several cycles... the dog finally hung up.
"Our third party will be assisting in these remaining facilities. Therefore between now and when they arrive we'll have to explain your plan to the other teams and everyone will practice until bedtime. Let's find the ZPD officers and give them a briefing what we will be doing."
Savage kept the grin to himself. Nick and his parents had been working with the decoy foxes every day. The hare was certain if these weren't there; the locals would have abandoned the operation long ago. Judy and the two elder Rorschach's had been tied up at the government offices; filling out paperwork and getting Judy's Zootopian government identification took longer than expected. Additional identification from the Council of Elders was necessary because it wasn't believable that a fox and rabbit could actually be working together, let alone be married. All this required making a trip each day for several days; today they returned with an obvious tired bunny. She finally had the official documentation that the government officially recognized her as the new owner of the Vulpin Imperial Jewelry set.
The bunny was still sleeping between the two elder foxes, their tails placed over the bunny. John and Jackie had Jeeves take a couple pictures before they gently removed the bunny out of the vehicle and took her to the room assigned for her and Nick. Marilyn and Caroline was still playing with the nannies somewhere out in the orchard, and soon two blur of red streaked into the room, hugged their grandparents before slowly cuddling up next to their mother and soon falling asleep.
Deputy Baskins and Deputy Oats were pleased once again to be involved in some operation that involved saving Officer Judy Hopps. The lynx and horse duo helped them by acting as decoys at the start of the Lynxion War. Baskin, a male lynx, was very happy the Hopps Family vouched for all lynx. This family persuaded many in Bunny Burrow that the local lynx could be trusted, therefore the sheriff deputy felt indebted to keep an eye on their burrow on every watch he had. Apparently the GSD knew this and asked for his assistance in a faraway place. Naturally wherever the lynx went the horse was not too far behind. This apparently was in the plan as well.
The duo was sitting out in the garden listening to Colonel Kohle explain the plan. It involved the horse pulling a wagon piled high with lose hay slowly in front of a government facility. The lynx would be sitting next to the colonel up front in the control seat; both dressed in hillbilly outfits and pretending to be passing by. Naturally being non-foxes this would cause any guard to stare and train their weapons upon them as others searched the wagon for anything suspicious. Meanwhile GSD teams would infiltrate the facility while others trained their own weapons upon the wagon searchers.
Judy filled out the other part of the ruse, wearing Daisy Duke shorts and a shirt tied in the front leaving as much fur exposed so the guards would be preoccupied by a bunny in all her sexiness. For Judy she much preferred this to the Play Bunny outfit; it was much more natural and she actually did wear something close to this back in her teenage years, only the shorts weren't this short and all her summer shirts could be tied like this.
Hours later everyone was in their places. The ruse worked as expected; the guards were enthralled at the bunny in short-short and thus didn't notice the GSD agents making their way into the facility. When the agents signaled it was time to sneak out, it was a vehicle that unexpectedly broke down just a short distance from the same spot. An elder fox couple would request assistance from the guards and while this held their attention the GSD team would make their escape. This was their model used with small changes: Judy riding the horse, or walking beside him or sitting on the wagon, whichever position she was it was always closest to the guards so their eyes would quickly become occupied.
The lynx and dog would be in various positions as well: on the wagon, or riding the horse or walking beside the horse. Each time they would be making small talk with Judy just loud enough so to catch the attention of the guards. And each time the guard's eyes went where they wanted them to go. When the last facility was reconnoitered the bunny was more than happy enough to get into slacks and tuck her shirt properly into them. Back in her teenage years she enjoyed wearing clothing this skimpy and getting many buck's eyeballs ogling her; now she could stand this just so long before it grated on her nerves. She had a male that treated her properly and tonight she would let her inhibitions go; he would reap all the pent-up sexiness stranger's eyeballs caused her to feel.
After the last facility was scouted the groups returned to the estate and locked themselves in a large room.
"So... what did we discover?" Colonel Kohle asked as he accepted an Irish coffee from his hosts.
"Pretty much a normal standard base that one could find anywhere in the world" Agent Winters muttered. She was clipping a nail that broke an edge and had bothered her most of the day. She glared at Agent Savage, daring him to make a remark. He remained tight-lipped.
"I've found electronic communications that matches our target. They are here" Agent Rodgers handed a printout to the colonel, pointing to several places.
Clifford and Margret looked at the papers, and consulted the notes they had taken weeks before. "Yes, this appears similar to what originally caught our attention. Thank you once again for doing this on nothing more than a request by foxes."
Colonel Kohle smiled. "You are welcome. Your data was enough to convince higher authority to take this chance. We share a common enemy; hence it was a no-brainer to support your efforts. Although I'll admit it helped that Officers Wilde and Hopps being here on official business did provide an excellent cover for our presence."
He turned to his team. "Alright, pack it in for the night. We'll wait for additional instructions before starting roving patrols. Let's hope our cameras capture someone already in our data banks. That will certainly go a long way to discover their purpose here."
Hillary watched the video feed that one of her minions had illegally tapped into. Displayed were several mammals in black clothes, obviously purposely concealing their identities. But for a criminal mastermind it was cubsplay to discover exactly who these were. Or to be more precise: to recognize who they are from previous encounters. She merely had to watch them for a couple moments before it dawned on her their identities. Their leader and his second in command had foiled many of her plans, thus it was a personal grudge she welded against them. She clapped her hooves together gleefully.
"Team Bravo... we meet again. This time I hold the initiative, I know who my opponent is. Therefore I'll enjoy leading you into my trap."
Her cackle echoed down the long dark hallway. She paused. It could be a long slow tortuous defeat if she let them work towards whatever it is that brought them here. They could be used to flush out the two abominations, to use them to bring the Wilde-Hopps into the center of the zone she had selected for their capture. If she worked this correctly Team Bravo could be left intact while the fox and his bunny wife were whisked out from under their noses.
She grinned. Perhaps she could collect the price on the hare's head. There was no shortage of criminals and criminal organizations that would pay good money to have the GSD Agent's head delivered on a silver platter. She quickly scribbled her addition to her existing agreement; they could be used to unknowingly capture the Zootopians and she would have twice the payday.
But first she would hinder their operation. She picked up the handset and dialed the embassy. She gave a false name and requested to speak with the ambassador. When he answered she told him to open the email she just sent, inside would be proof the Zootopians had agents operating under his snout thus breaking the conditions of their prohibition, even if it were never announced publicly. When she heard him fuming on the other end she disconnected the call. Another fool so easily manipulated.
Her laugh echoed again down the long hallway.