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The next and final chapter is almost ready, some editing and minor changes need to be made but it will be out by the end of the week hopefully or later next week. Im not holding this story ransom for reviews or followers Im just saying that my other stories, even the ones I haven't uploaded yet, seem to be more in demand -and Im not just talking about on ff, I write in RL as well and I promised I'd have a 50.000 word story finished by the end of the month for a friends b-day so she can edit it and it may or may not be something Im going to actually publish depending on how it turns out...

Yeah Im an actual writer in RL, if I can do it you can!

Chapter 2 Red Vision

Nick was supposed to be switching the darts as Hops was buying time. He opened the case then pulled out the gun, there were other darts in the case, he swept those away angrily but before he could carefully take out the darts from the gun itself the big bodyguard of the now mayor sheep attacked from around the corner, forcing them to run away. He struggled carrying the tranquilizer gun and the case as well as Officer Hops, he knew there was no way he could outrun anyone like this so he jumped away into a sheltered area.

He was gasping for breath as it truly sunk in, they were going to make him kill her, kill his friend and then go down for her murder. "Carrots..." He gasped, trying to tell her.

"Stop calling me that!" She mumbled, her attention still on the sheep and not on the dangerous situation at hand.

"Judy, I didn't switch the serum, it fell out of my hands before I could." The fox whispered, she had to know a way out of this.

"Are you listening?" Demanded the sheep the bunny's eyes turned away from him and she looked at the sheep once more.

"What are you going to do? Kill me?" Officer Hops demanded angrily. 'Don't egg them on!" His mind yelled but she was determined. His normally suave demeanor and silver tongue had abandoned him and he found he was literally speechless, paralyses by fear.

The sheep laughed, "No, no, no! of course not! He is." She shot Nick with a tranquilizer gun she had hidden behind her back. Everything was to plan except... the dart was real. The sting was nothing compared to the fire that went through his body and mind.

"Oh Nick!" Judy cried her voice sounded so vulnerable like a wounded animal.

He wanted to tell her to run, get out, leave but if he managed to say anything he didn't realize it, he fought to get as far away as possible but it was to quick that he hit the barricade wall and was forced to stop moving. His vision was red and his hatred was so seemingly real.

The world vanished in red. The red seemed to swallow him whole and he was lost in it surrounded by the stench of blood which even in this state made him want to gag.

It seemed he had barely blinked when he felt acid sting his face. He knew fox-spray, an encounter a few years ago against a mistaken mole had taken his eye sight for three days he only counted himself lucky that the key chain variety was not as strong as the full-bottled stuff. He howled in pain and thrashed around on the ground until he rolled onto his feet. Normally he was not an aggressive person but the acid felt like it was eating right through his face, it felt agonizing.

It had to have been Carrots, she must have still had that bottle in a pocket. He never thought he would be so grateful for a bottle of fox-spray in his life and there was not even a single thought of hurt that she had still had the spray in her pocket, it was just lucky she had.

He scratched at his eyes trying to get the pain to subside but it was when he felt his paw connect to living flesh that he turned away from himself. It had never occurred to him that he could have possibly harmed her. He had assumed she had pulled out the spray as soon as he had pounced at her. He wiped his watering eyes and tried to focus on her. She was lying still on the ground and he could see blurs of red everywhere around her.

His ears began to pick up chatter but it was just below a loud buzzing in his ears. His head ached so terribly like someone had stomped on it over and over recently and he wondered if that was a side effect of the dart. Parts of his head felt like they were on fire, a different burning than his eyes, only one of which, he realized then, he could see through.

"Nick?" Carrots said, uncertainly, Nick was still struggling to see but he attempted to respond and what instead came out was a sort of growling yelp that hurt his head.

"You snapped out of it!" she exclaimed excitedly, her voice though good in nature, sent stabbing pains to his head.

"It doesn't matter, I framed Lionheart I can frame you to. It'd be my word against yours." The sheep sounded so smug above them.

"No…" Said officer Hops, "It'd be your word against yours."

He listened to the sheep's words with no memory of when she had said them but his focus was on Judy, he tried to clear his eyes but they were watering so bad, when at last he was close enough to see the extent of her injuries he had to back away. "Judy?" He asked. She lay so still on the ground, her leg was gored, her chest was... The buzzing was getting louder, he had to sit down some ways away from her, get away from the blood before the red haze engulfed him again.

He sat away from her, trying to collect himself, a long moment passed.

"Nick." She said sounding so weak, he tried to collect himself before he turned around. "Nick please, I need your help." He went to her immediately and tried to decide what to do. He knelt beside her and almost began applying pressure to her leg but her chest was so much worse. Her own attempts at stopping the bleeding was doing nothing to quell the open wound and her eyes were squeezed shut in pain. He covered her paws in his own and applied as much pressure as he could without fearing he would harm her even worse. She began shaking so bad it was all he could do not to take her up in his arms and hold her tightly until all of her fears and pain went away.

"What do you need me to do?" He asked. She mumbled incoherently but he did make out 'leg.' He checked her leg carefully, sure enough it was still bleeding as well.

"The carrot pen for her life." Demanded the sheep, from above them, he had completely forgotten about her. It might have been the nighthowl still in his system but he really, really wanted to tear that woman apart. He moved to get up but the bunny took a firm hold of his paws with her own. She took his face in her paws and pulled him close to her, he allowed himself to be pulled as the alternative was probably her fighting to get up.

"She'll just shoot you again and make you kill me or kill me later when you are in prison and can't help me." He looked at her indecisive, after all what choice did he have? "Don't do it!" She said assertively, she tried to sit up but all that did was make her bleed even worse. It was too easy holding her down, the bunny who just seemingly moments ago had excitedly punched him so hard in the arm it had actually hurt, now she could barely sit up.

He watched as her eyes closed and her paws slid down until they rested back down onto the earthly floor. "Hops? Judy!" Nick cried out he knew it was hopeless but he took the pen from her loose grasp and tossed it up to them. "Just save her." he said. One of the bodyguard sheep took the pen and immediately destroyed it.

"Fine," She said, though she made no effort to call for her henchmen to move or even to step forward herself.

"Well?" Demanded the fox, the effects of the fox-spray were wearing off, they didn't have long, it seemed that as the sting of the fox-spray ended so did his clarity. He went through Hops pockets but the spray was gone. He searched around frantically until he found it some feet away, he took it and sprayed himself in the eyes, the sting was excruciating but the effects were instant, he felt the red haze disappearing but not all-together gone. He growled as he spat his next words out "Aren't you going to do something?"

"I don't have to do anything the paramedics are already on their way." The sheep said with another chuckle.

She had, he remembered her call amidst the red haze, she had already called for paramedics and everything, he had played his ace to a bluff. He crawled back to the bunny and tried to apply pressure to her injuries once more. It seemed futile but he had to try, she was no longer shaking but that wasn't a good thing.

"Hang in there Hops, help is coming." He said to her carefully, she was so still, he'd have given anything for her to open her big violet eyes right then and give him some smart remark.

The sounds of sirens were growing louder and louder until he heard the sheep, "Oh thank goodness! He's mauling her I think she's dead!" Judy's superior officer, a great ox, leaned over the side and assessed the situation.

"Sir, you have it all wrong!" Nick cried up, holding Judy close to him, she was so still it broke his heart. "That sheep, she set this up, she poisoned me with nighthowl so I would attack. Prey knew it by a different name but perhaps the ox would know what nighthowl was. If he did he didn't show it.

"Just let the officer go." He said coldly, that's when Nick truly understood why no one was reacting, they thought he was holding her ransom.

"I can't she'll bleed out but please come down and take her she needs help, I won't attack." He promised, though he knew the haze was growing stronger. Two paramedics came down, both were giraffes but they might as well have been predators as well, with how many guns were pointed at him.

"It was that sheep, she framed me." Nick repeated backing away the moment they were close enough to help, he kept his paws in plain sight, fur covered in red, her red. The sheep lady had already left, where she and her guards had gone he couldn't say but if he ever wanted to be heard right now was the time to do it.

"I don't suppose you have any proof?" Demanded the ox, he was surprisingly close, the fox hadn't even heard him come down and sneak up behind him. His paws were grabbed and brought behind him.

"They destroyed it… it was the only way they would call you for help, was to give them the recording." He replying sadly, they had no reason to believe him now, all he could do was hope even harder that Judy would pull through. He watched as the gurney was brought up and saw a familiar pen slip from an unconscious grasp, she must had had two and taken the true one out of her pocket as they were holding each other. "There, that's my proof, that carrot pen, it's a recorder!"

Another officer took it and pressed the play button, he heard a lot of movements from the recording and then, clear as day, the sheep.

"Fear always works." Said the sheep's recording. "And I will dart every predator in Zootopia to make sure it stays that way."

Unfortunately, he felt the red haze returning too fast to control as his anger rose at the sound of her voice. He groaned and collapsed onto the ground. "The nighthowl, it's returning…" He tried to explain, his arms twisted and pulled against the restraints completely uncontrolled by him. Savage growls escaped his throat but they turned to whimpers as a muzzle was quickly secured to his face. He writhes against the restraints but nothing relieved them in stead they only grew tighter as he found himself in a full-body restraint being carried out of the pit.

Hops was no where to be seen.

He was loaded into the back of a van with metal mesh all around and driven away. He tried to gain attention, how was Judy? Was she ok? But speech was beyond him completely not only by the muzzle but by the haze which turned him into an angry beast void of everything that made him Nick Wilde. By the time he arrived at the institution he had lost himself in the red haze once more...