Don't know what happened to the original post, hopefully this fixed it. As always, constructive criticism is appreciated. I re-read this in context with the story and I realised that it was a bit dark for the end of a fairly light story. So I've made a quick edit. I'd be interested in whether people prefer just this, or the full original.

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Epilogue

Zootopia

It had been a few days since what many were calling 'The Flash incident'. Zootopia had mostly returned to normal, but reports of crime by Sawbones enhanced mammals were on the rise. Without their boss pulling their strings, many of his former henchmen were trying to make it big themselves.

In an elaborate office at the top of an elaborate skyscraper, a large predator was typing on his computer. Opened before him was a video file of a bank robbery, where the robber, a warthog, had melted the steel of the vault door just by touching it. He closed the file and opened another, this time depicting a caracal who appeared to be made out of metal, walking right through a hail of fire from the ZPD.

Shifting the caracals file into a second folder, marked 'candidates', he went to open another when the screen suddenly went dark. He studied it for a moment, before it erupted into swirling spirals of colour.

The predators face slackened, his gaze becoming glassy, then his features broke into a dark chuckle.

"I know you're listening," he said, in a gravelly voice. "You're should know by now your screens will not work on me."

The screen went black, then a line of text appeared.

MAYBE NOT NOW, BUT SOMEDAY I WILL BE FREE OF YOU.

"Perhaps, but not today."

HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS?

"I have, and I've made sure any links Sawbones had to either of us were taken care of, the ZPD won't connect him to my operation."

GOOD, I'VE ALSO RECEIVED THE DATA YOU'RE SPY RECOVER FROM ZOOTOPIA BIOLABS AND ZOOTOPIA GENERAL. THIS 'FLASH' MAMMAL IS DEFINITELY A RESULT OF WHAT YOU THEORISED. IF SUCH AN EVEN COULD BE CREATED, IT WOULD RAPIDLY ACCELERATE OUR PLANS.

"My spy is already making arrangements." he replied. "When this works, we will have more than enough powered mammals for our needs and I will have humiliated Clawdon in the process."

He tapped the screen with a single claw.

"Just make sure you are ready for potential 'recruits'."

I KNOW MY RESPONSIBILITIES.

"Good, I like a mammal that knows their place."

JUST REMEMBER THAT ONE DAY THE TABLES WILL TURN. UNTIL THAT TIME, I AM YOUR MOST HUMBLE SERVANT.

The screen went dark as communication was cut. The predator chuckled darkly.

"You will find my friend, that your use will be exceeded long before that."