Savage Ways Chapter 06, a zootopia fanfic

Chapter 06 - In the Tiger's Den

It would have been a strange sight for any of his officers to see him like that, but Chief Bogo had a pleased smile on his muzzle. He was just informed by Fangmeyer and Wolford about the incident at Savannah Central Park and switched on the small TV in his office.

ZNN already reported about the brave vixen form the ZPD who saved a young bobcat from a tree for the last half hour. The reporter, a squirrel by the name of Natalie Reagan, was interviewing Freya Winter, a white lynx who witnessed the whole incident.

"It was amazing," the feline spoke into the microphone which was offered to her by the smaller rodent who had to stand on her tiptoes. "It is good to see that the ZPD is always around to keep us safe."

The camera focused on the squirrel again who thanked the feline for her time.

"Ladies and Gentlemammals," the squirrel began again. "What started as a little game almost lead to a dramatic ending when a young bobcat climbed this old tree in Savannah Central Park. Thanks to the quick and professional intervention of the ZPD, harm could be prevented."

Natalie then moved her paw towards her ear.

"I just got the information that we got some amateur footage from the happening."

A video which must have been filmed by a smartphone started. It showed how Aliya Sari snatched the falling feline in the last moment.

"I can do nothing but approve Mrs. Winters statement," the squirrel said again when the video ended. "We all can be glad that the ZPD will always be around to keep us safe. This is Natalie Regean. Live from ZNN."

"And again, you just hit the mark, Friedkin," Bogo chuckled when he thought about a private dossier that he got from the academy's drill instructor. The polar bear had in-depth knowledge of mammals' nature, and almost every recruit was assigned to the precincts in the city by her expertise.

And Bogo always trusted the major in this. Well, except that one time two years before, when Judy Hopps was assigned to his Precinct One. Even if it was an order from city hall, in the end, it was Friedkin who gave her 'OK' to Hopps. As always, she sent a private dossier about her too, but Bogo just wouldn't accept a bunny-cop. So, he never read it, even when it told him what a promising young officer the doe was.

Eventually, he accepted Judy, but that didn't prevent the cape buffalo from an endless amount of 'I told you so' messages from the polar bear. And Bogo was a mammal that wasn't ashamed of confessing his own mistakes, so there was never any doubt about Friedkin expertise again.

When Nicholas Wilde graduated, Friedkin suggested that he would be a great partner for Judy Hopps. The polar bear wrote that his experience and calm methods would be a great addition to the impulsive bunny. And Bogo never regretted accepting this suggestion. At least he never had to deal with any endangerment of the rail traffic by the bunny again. At least until now.

When it came to Aliya Sari, Major Friedkin wrote that there was only a paw full of recruits with the potential of the young corsac vixen, but she had to start to believe in herself.

And the officers Wilde and Hopps seemed to be the best mammals to push her a bit in the right direction.

Lost in his thought, he heard the radio on his desk cracking to life.

"Dispatch! This is Officer Wilde," a familiar voice spoke.

Speaking of the devil, the cape buffalo thought with a light chuckle.

"There's reason to believe that there is a wanted mammal in Downtown Zootopia near Jumbeaux's Café. Male tiger. The name is Arthur King. Requesting backup."

"K… King," Bogo gasped in shock. He moved his paw towards the small scar above his right eye.

"King!" He growled again, but this time his expression turned into pure anger. He didn't even listen to the conversation when he took his radio.

"Wilde!" The cape buffalo bellowed into his radio. "Do not engage the target on your own! THAT IS AN ORDER! I will send you a S.W.A.T. team! I repeat! Keep your distance from Arthur King!"

"Well, there is a little problem, Chief," Nick stammered through the radio.

"Please don't tell me that Officer Hopps is already engaging the subject," the cape buffalo groaned annoyed and started to rub his temples.

"It wouldn't change the situation if I don't tell you, sir," the voice of the red fox came from the radio.

"Dammit, Hopps!" Bogo grunted and was about to press the transmit button.

"Sorry, Chief, I got to go!" Nick announced urgently.

"Wilde, don't you dare silence me!" Bogo yelled into his radio. "Wilde? WILDE!"

There was no response from the vulpine. With a loud roar, the cape buffalo slammed the radio on his desk. He took a deep breath and stared at the crushed remains of the device for a moment before he picked up his phone.

"Clawhauser!" Bogo yelled into the handset. "Send the S.W.A.T. team immediately. I want them at Jumbeaux's Café ten minutes ago! And tell Higgins to oversee the precinct. I will coordinate the operation on site on my own. The motor pool should ready my car."

"A… Alright, chief," Benjamin stammered even though the cape buffalo wasn't listening anymore. There was no time to care about something like waiting for a reply or hanging up the phone for the chief. With a loud bang, the door to his office burst open, and the massive mammal stomped towards the staircase.

Bogo was known for his rough attitude among his officers, but this behavior meant something serious. Benjamin knew that. And if only half of the stories he read about Arthur King during his time at records two years ago were true, Hopps, Wilde, and the rookies would be in imminent danger. So, the stout cheetah wasted no time to pass the chief's orders towards the other officers.

Meanwhile, the four attending members of Precinct One's S.W.A.T. team were enjoying another quiet and easy day in the city. Oskar Drake, the European badger, sat on a small table together with his colleague and friend, the timber wolf Shaun Nighton. The dark-furred canine was holding a small device in his paw and examined it, while Oscar watched the TV on one side of the room.

"I can't believe that this little thing has enough power to stop an elephant," Shaun said while he turned the tiny gadget in his paw.

Today, the team was introduced to the latest innovation of non-lethal weaponry. The so-called wireless eXtended Range Electronic Projectiles, or XREP for short, were small tasers that could be fired by a common twelve-gauge shotgun and a tremendous innovation to the usual tasers that only worked on close range or rock salt rounds or bean bags. The microprocessors in it would also adjust the voltage to the target's species so that it could be used for all kind of mammals.

"I bet that it couldn't even stop a tiger. Or even…," the canine thought loudly. "Hey, Oscar. I bet I could still kick your ass even after getting shot with this thing! Oscar?"

Shaun turned his head towards his colleague, and a big grin appeared on his muzzle when he saw the badger starring on the TV that was showing the ZNN report from Natalie Reagan right now. He bent over the table and waved his paw in front of Oscar's eyes.

"Hello!" The timber wolf called with a singsong voice. "Earth to Oscar."

"W… What?" The badger replied and turned his head towards the canine.

Shaun burst out laughing when he saw the puzzled expression on the badger's muzzle.

"Hey, what's so funny?" Oscar asked and checked his surroundings. "Did I miss something?"

The timber wolf stopped laughing and wiped a tear of joy from his eye. "You really have a crush on that squirrel from the news channel, don't you?" Shaun alleged knowingly.

"I was talking about these babies," the wolf continued and held the XREP round in front of Oscar's muzzle. "I bet you next week's lunch that it can't stop me."

"Shaun, you are crazy," the badger laughed and took the device in his paw. "But it is really light."

"I thought the same," the canine replied. "The manual says that it can even stop big species like elephants or rhinos, but I don't believe that. And wouldn't it be reckless to use equipment without examining it closely?"

"Of course," the badger answered with winking his eye. "Ok, it's a deal. Let me just grab my gun and…"

"YOU TWO WON'T DO ANY OF THAT NONSENSE IN MY ARMORY," an angry voice shouted from the weapons counter. A light grey-furred she-wolf behind the security glass glared daggers at them. "I swear, if I even hear about such nonsense from both of you again, I will tie your tails on the flagstaff in front of the precinct for an extraordinary flag ceremony."

"Sorry, Sandra," Oscar and Shaun apologized and lowered their heads.

The timber wolf, who was in charge for all the equipment of the precinct, pointed two fingers on her eyes and then towards the mammals on the table before she focused back on the Mammals Magazine she was reading before.

"I was wondering when she would intervene," Diana Silverhowl chimed in. The white timber wolf was focused on the disassembled M24 marks-mammal's rifle in front of her while one of her earbuds stuck in her ear. Her tail wagged to the rhythm of the Gazelle song she was listening to while she was cleaning the barrel.

"You better take care of that antiquity you call a rifle," Shaun teased his colleague.

It was well known that Diana was using an outdated piece of equipment, but with her high online recall and precision, she outperformed every other officer on the force.

"Don't listen to that jerk, Mal," the white she-wolf whispered towards her rifle. "He will see who laughs last when he has one of your spindles in his ass." Melanie DeMouton, a black sheep with small horns on her head who sat at the same table as Diana, started to laugh.

"I still can't believe you called your gun after a character from an old Disney movie," the sheep said amused.

"Hey, Sleeping Beauty is not old. It's a classic," Diana replied with a grin. "And like Maleficent, my baby here will lull everybody to sleep in no time. All it takes is just a little prick."

"You mean as long as I will make sure that you have enough of your so-called spindles," Melanie countered cheerily.

The black sheep was Diana's new partner in the S.W.A.T. team. Even though she was only half the size of the white timber wolf, she already impressed the canine during her training at the academy. Melanie was a perfect choice for the job.

Firstly, she acted as a spotter for Diana. She would look for targets, check the surroundings, wind strength and direction or even distance. The is job was cut out for her due to the increased field of vision that sheep have.

Secondly, she had to prepare the tranquilizer darts for the target. The service weapons of the regular officers only shot darts with the same dose of the narcotics. Since a treatment that would lull an elephant easily would probably kill a weasel, and a prescription for a weasel wouldn't stop an elephant at all, the officers used smaller doses and had to shoot a different number of tranquilizers depending on the size of the target. Every officer had to learn the maximum of darts for every species. The disadvantage of this system was that it took longer to take down bigger mammals.

When the S.W.A.T. team was called, there was usually no time to wait for the mammal to pass out from the darts. And after the first dart, the target could warn other criminals. It was vital to take down the targets as fast and quiet as possible. To achieve this, the spotter of the marks-mammals team prepared special darts that were aligned to the size and condition of the target. So, every mammal that wanted to do that job needed basic knowledge in anesthesia procedure.

Fortunately to the ZPD, Melanie DeMouton just dropped her study of medicine before she joined the police academy. She wasn't overwhelmed by the subject. It just didn't feel right for her anymore.

And she was sure that a career at the ZPD would probably piss off her mother who always wanted her and her sister Elaine to take over the family's fashion business.

"Other sheep would kill to grow wool from such quality as you do, Darling," her mother Edna always used to tell her. "Why can't you be more like your sister?"

Melanie loved her sister Elaine, and she was happy for her that she just became the new star on in the fashion scene of Zootopia. Mammals spent a fortune on an original 'Elaine DeMouton' outfit, made of the white sheep's fine wool.

But the black sheep always wanted to be more than being reduced to the quality of her wool. She was smart, rebellious and always looking for the next adventure. She wanted something as far away from a weaving loom as possible.

Before she started her study of medicine, she used to hang around with some bikers at a place in the Meadowlands called the Cloven Hoof. It was a great time, but after a few years, she moved on. All that remained from this phase were some piercings in her ear, some tattoos and a Harley Davidson motorcycle.

During the time at the Zootopia University, she taught herself to yarn and knitting. She always was against the commercial use of a sheep's wool since it is something personal. Nevertheless, it was a useful material, and there were better ways than just dumping it. So, she began to make clothes for herself or close friends, like a certain white timber wolf she met at the Zootopia Police Academy.

It was funny since she always refused to follow in her family's footsteps. But only her sister knew about that new hobby of her. She wouldn't give her mother that win. And knitting was an excellent way to keep the active sheep busy when she had to study her books for a test. The 'Basics of Mammal Anatomy' pullover were one of her best works so far.

Right now, she was checking the different vials with narcotics in her medical case. As a spotter, she had to be sure that there would be enough of the needed ingredients for the tranquilizer darts. Next to the vials, the case contained different needles for all kinds of mammal's skins and separate propellant charges for the different total weights of the final dart.

Just when she made sure that all of the vials were neither empty nor expired yet, a loud alarm was heard in the armory.

"Attention!" Benjamin Clawhauser's voice came from a speaker. "There is an emergency in Savannah Central. Highly dangerous mammals have been spotted at Jumbeaux's Café. Officers on site need assistance. All available S.W.A.T. officers on regular duty report. You will meet on site for equipment and further briefing. Chief Bogo will lead the mission."

The quiet scene in the armory changed in an instant. Oscar and Shaun jumped from their places and ran for the weapons counter. Sandra inside threw away her magazine and opened the security door to the weapons depot for the two mammals to come in.

The badger and the dark-furred wolf grabbed the prepared weapon crates and headed through another door which would lead them into the security door system towards the motor pool. Even in an emergency, the armorer had to make sure that there was always a locked door between the depot and other parts of the precinct building.

Meanwhile, Diana assembled her rifle with a few skillful flicks of her paw while Melanie put all the checked material back into her medical case. Both mammals ran for the depot too. The grey she-wolf opened the door again to let them in. Diana grabbed a box with lethal ammo for her rifle. The ZPD always tried to defuse the situation without deadly force but when the S.W.A.T. team was called it sometimes was inalienable.

"Take care!" Sandra called behind the two mammals who stepped through the security doors.

"Geeze! Mom!" Diana replied annoyed. "Every time you tell me that. Don't worry. I'm not a pup anymore."

"I'm your mother," Sandra Silverhowl replied with a grin. "It's my job to worry about you, hon."

The white timber wolf rolled her eyes before she turned around and ran towards the hallway. Sandra giggled amused when she locked the door behind her and grabbed her magazine from the floor.

"Give them hell," she whispered.

Diana and Melanie arrived at the S.W.A.T. truck where Oscar and Shaun already loaded and secured the weapon crates. The badger sat on the driver's seat and turned around when the two the black sheep and the white wolf jumped in the back of the truck.

"It's about time you showed up, Ladies," Oscar teased. "Shaun and I thought you might've had to powder you muzzles or something."

"Nah, I think our Diana here just had to get her kissy-bye-bye from mommy," Shaun chimed and grinned towards the white wolf in the back.

"You both know that there is still that flagstaff in front of the precinct, don't you?" Diana growled towards the two jokers in the front when she took a seat.

"Aww, C'mon, how about some sense of humor?" Oscar laughed and put the truck in motion.

"Oh, I will have my fun when I see you two fluttering in the wind," the white wolf replied with a toothy grin. Melanie couldn't help herself and busted out in laughing by their colleague's antics.

"Well, mother knows best," Diana said before she joined the laughing.

Judy carefully snuck through the narrow alley where the truck with the wanted tiger in it vanished a few minutes before. Her heart was thumping like mad, but that wasn't due to the probably dangerous criminal she and Aliya were sneaking towards. It was more the awkward situation with Nick a few moments before that threw her off the track.

Ok! Focus, Judy, the doe though. Nothing happened between you and Nick. And there is still a job to do.

She rechecked her phone and her radio. Since she and Nick infiltrated Cliffside Asylum two years ago, she would always double check any device that would probably give away her position. After this task, she took a deep breath.

"Ma'am?" Aliya whispered from behind her. The young corsac vixen followed Judy on all fours and pressed her body to a wall to prevent detection. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

Judy stopped and looked at the young vulpine.

"Of course, I am," she replied. "Why do you ask?"

"I… I don't know," the young vixen stammered. "We are only two. A… And I don't know if I would be a great help if the situation escalates. Maybe, you should have taken officer Wilde with you."

"Nonsense, Aliya," the grey doe responded and put a paw on Aliya's shoulder. "I read your file. And I already saw what you can do back at the park. Don't worry. We will just check the situation quickly."

Judy gave the rookie cop a confident smile. Aliya took a deep breath and finally nodded.

"Good," the grey doe said and already pointed her ears into the direction to a corner where the truck may have taken a turn. "Do you smell something? Can you tell me if there are more mammals than the tiger and the ram I saw in the truck?"

With Nick as her partner, Judy was aware of the keen noses of foxes. The young vixen started to sniff around but then shook her head.

"I can definitely smell a feline and a bovidae near our position, Ma'am," Aliya reported and sniffed a bit more. "Must be the tiger and the ram you saw."

"Ok, Aliya," the doe replied and pulled her service weapon. The corsac vixen saw it and did the same. "We will check the situation. Be ready to use your gun if you must. How many darts are maximum for a tiger?"

"Eight is the maximal dose for a mature male tiger to prevent harm," Aliya recited the lessons of her training. "Five for the ram."

"Very good," Judy acknowledged. "If the situation escalates, we will focus on the tiger. You and I will fire four darts. The ram is the less dangerous target. In the worst case, we can take him down in close combat together."

The grey doe released the safety catch of her gun and turned her head towards Aliya. "Are you ready, officer?" Judy asked.

Aliya swallowed and took off her safety catch too. "R… Ready," she stammered.

"Ok. Follow me," the grey doe ordered and moved farther through the alley. The vixen followed until both reached the small yard beneath the buildings. Judy and Aliya peeked around the corner carefully.

A male tiger and a ram were standing next to the truck. The feline who wore an elegant suit examined the place while the ram made a slightly uneasy impression.

"I have to admit that I like this place, my dear Tim," the tiger finally spoke, sounding amused. "You've been hiding right in front everybody's muzzle this whole time."

"T… Thank you, Mr. King," the ram stammered.

"Now would you kindly show me the inside, too?" Arthur asked.

"This way, Mr. King," Timothy responded and walked towards a place that seemed to be a shop.

Judy saw enough already. The ram just confirmed the identity of Arthur King.

"Aliya," the doe whispered. "We will bust them now. They are too far away from the truck, and there isn't any cover."

The vixen put both paws on her gun and nodded.

"Ok, let's go," Judy said with a severe expression and jumped around the corner.

"THIS IS THE ZPD!" The grey doe shouted with an intimidating voice. "FREEZE! PUT YOUR PAWS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!"

The tiger and the ram cringed in surprise, and both rose their paws carefully.

"Is there anything wrong, officer?" Arthur asked smugly and began to turn around slowly. "I'm sure there must be a misunderstanding…"

The tiger couldn't finish his sentences. As soon as he saw the two officers in the entry of the yard, he burst out laughing loudly.

The ram turned around too, to see the reason for his boss' laughing fit and cringed again.

"Oh, you have to be kidding me," Arthur laughed and whipped a tear from his eye. "Is the ZPD in such a need of recruits?"

"M… Mr. King," the ram stammered. "Don't underestimate her. She's one of the toughest cops in Zootopia."

"What?" Arthur asked puzzled. "The tiny vixen behind the rabbit?"

"It is the rabbit," Tim replied with a trembling voice.

The tiger suddenly stopped laughing and looked down at the smaller mammal next to him.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" the feline growled.

"No, believe me!" The ram tried to reassure. "That's Judy Hopps. She's the cop that solved the Nighthowler Case. Just look at the badge."

But Arthur had enough and let his paws sink again.

"HEY!" Judy bellowed. "I DIDN'T ALLOW YOU TO LOWER YOUR PAWS!"

But the tiger didn't show any signs that he listened to them and moved towards the truck.

"LAST WARNING!" The grey doe yelled. "STOP RIGHT THERE, OR WE WILL USE FORCE!"

To her relive, the tiger stopped in his movement and gazed towards the officers.

"You know," he began. "I'm a very busy mammal. So just let's stop this nonsense right now."

He then turned his head towards the truck. "MR. SANDERSON!" Arthur roared.

Judy could hear how Aliya's heart was pounding. She looked back at her for her moment and saw the young vixen arms and legs trembling. But there was no time for the grey doe to say something. With a loud bang, the door of the truck slammed open, and a huge grizzly jumped out. He was followed by a black wolf, a cougar, and a wild boar.

"What is it, boss?" Peter Sanderson the black wolf asked.

"Would you kindly take care of those two," the tiger ordered. "And make it fast."

"Got it, boss," Peter replied and bared his fangs towards Judy and Aliya.

"It's too many," Judy commanded. "We have to retreat!"

The two officers turned on their heels and began to run down the alley.

"DON'T LET THEM GO!" Arthur roared. "AND STOP THEM BEFORE THEY CALL FOR BACKUP!"

Timothy put his hoof into his jacket and pulled out a remote control.

"They won't get far, Mr. King," he announced and pressed a button on the device.

Judy and Aliya almost made it out of the alley, when they heard a squeaking sound in front of them. A wooden gate that led into the alley closed right in front of them, and there was no way to climb above it.

Judy and Aliya stopped and turned around. The black-furred wolf stood in the alley right in front of them and slowly moved closer.

"Give up now," he growled. "I will promise I won't hurt you. Well, not that much."

Judy pointed her gun at the wolf.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!" She ordered with a stern voice. Aliya also pointed her gun at the canine and gave her best to look daunting, but her trembling body just sent other signals.

"Oh, look at them," Peter snickered amused. "The cute little bunny tries to intimidate the big bad wolf. In what kind of crazy world are you living?"

"Last chance," Judy growled. "And I won't tolerate you calling me cute."

"Hahaha" the black wolf laughed. "What are you gonna do about it, Cottontail?"

"Two darts will knock him out," the doe whispered towards the rookie next to her before she fired her gun on the wolf.

The wolf leaped to his right to avoid the dart and rolled behind a garbage can. He snatched the metal lid and held it in front of him and run towards the two officers. Aliya and Judy fired some more darts, but they the wolf blocked them with his makeshift shield with ease.

When the canine reached the two officers, he rose his paw to slash it against the two females in front of him only to hit – nothing. Peter lowered the lid to search for his prey, but he didn't expect what he saw.

While Aliya just jumped back a bit to avoid the attack, Judy leaped against the tall wooden door and used her strong legs to propel herself towards the black wolf. She turned midair and bent her legs. The canine rose the lid again to shield himself from the grey-furred projectile, but he didn't expect the force of the impact combined with Judy repelling from the wolf's shield too.

The metal disc slammed against Peter's muzzle, which made him yelp in pain. His improvised shield fell from his paw when the canine stumbled backward. Aliya used the opportunity and shoot her last two darts into the black wolf's chest.

"How…?" Was all Peter could say before the sedatives in the dart took hold of him, and the canine dropped to the floor hard.

"T… Target down," Aliya stammered with a mixture off relive and doubt. "We… We did it."

"We are not done yet," Judy told the astonished rookie before she grabbed a spare magazine from her belt and reloaded her weapon. "Get ready for more. I will report our status."

Aliya nodded, and her trembling paw grabbed her spare magazine as well, but she seemed to have some trouble to reload her gun. Judy, who already took her radio put a paw on the corsac vixen's arm.

"Aliya! Get a hold of yourself!" Judy said in an urgent tone. "I can't do this without you."

The young vixen took a deep breath and reloaded her service pistol. She then nodded towards the grey doe.

"I won't let you down, Ma'am," Aliya announced.

"Good," the grey doe commended. "Secure the wolf while I make the call."

The corsac vixen nodded again and changed her weapon for some zip ties from her duty belt. She used them to tie the knocked-out canine's arms and legs while Judy switched on her radio.

"This is Officer Hopps," Judy spoke into the device in her paw. "We are attacked by a group of mammals and unable to leave the area. We need backup now."

The doe removed the press-to-talk button and took a deep breath when she leaned against the wooden door.

It's my fault if she gets hurt; or worse, Judy thought when she watched Aliya tying the unconscious wolf. I must get her out of here somehow.

"Mr. Sanderson! What take you so long?" Arthur King called from the yard. "I know that you like to play with your prey, but we have a tight schedule, so would you please hurry up?"

"Nick, where are you?" Judy hissed into her radio again, but there was no answer from the red fox. Instead, another familiar voice came out of the receiver.

"Hopps!" Chief Bogo's stern voice came out of the radio. "Officer Wilde told us about the situation. I'm there in two to three minutes. What is your exact position?"

"We are in a yard behind Jumbeaux's Café, sir," Judy responded. "Officer Sari and I managed to bring down one of them but… Wait! Did you say that you come in person?"

"Roger that!" The cape buffalo confirmed. "I will coordinate the S.W.A.T. team on the spot."

"S… S.W.A.T. team?" Judy stammered.

"Hopps! Pull yourself together," Bogo barked. "Just hold out a bit longer. And watch out for Arthur King. He is dangerous."

"Roger that!" Judy responded and stared into the alley in front of her when her radio sunk from her muzzle.

He sent a S.W.A.T. team without even knowing the number of subjects, the bunny thought. He sent them for one mammal. He sent them for Arthur King.

"Sweet cheese and crackers," she whispered to herself.

"Ma'am? Are you ok?" Aliya asked. She had secured the wolf and had already drawn her service weapon again to cover the alley.

Judy shook her head to become clear-headed again and looked at the young rookie.

"I just got a call from Chief Bogo," she announced. "Nick already called in for backup. They will be here in a few minutes."

"C… Can we hold out that long?" The young vixen asked frightfully.

"Don't worry, Aliya," Judy tried to calm Aliya down. "We already took out one of them. And don't forget about Nick and Aksel."

"Ok, Ma'am," the vixen replied. "What's the plan?"

"We can't stay here," Judy thought out loud while she rubbed a paw on her chin. "We won't stand a chance if they attack us here altogether. We should take advantage of our mobility in the yard with its wider area."

Aliya stared towards her superior officer in shock. "You mean…?" she stammered.

"Follow me, Aliya," the grey doe ordered when she quickly moved towards the yard again.

"Damn, I bet Sanderson is having fun with those two," Steve Bornell the grizzly laughed amused towards the wild boar next to him. "Don't you think so, Grunty?"

"Yea and I bet we all have to clean his mess afterward again," Helmut Grunther replied with a strong German accent. "Just like every time. Dämlicher Wolf."

"Mr. Sanderson! Your time is up," Arthur King yelled towards the alley while he was checking his watch. "Just finish already and… WHAT THE HELL?"

The tiger's jaw fell open when he saw when the very same bunny and vixen were appearing again; both were pointing their tranq guns on the group of mammals again.

"Well, that wasn't expected," the Arthur stated. The usual calmness in his voice was replaced with a hint of disbelief.

"I… I warned you," Timothy stammered. "I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little bunny, isn't it?"

"OH, SHUT UP!" The tiger growled in anger which let the ram lower his head.

Arthur then focused on the police officers again. He snorted in frustration, but then his face retook a neutral expression when he adjusted his tie.

"Ok, gentle mammals," he eventually announced with his usual calm voice. "It seems as you could earn yourself a some of Mr. Sanderson's share."

A wicked smile appeared on the tiger's muzzle when his henchmammals began to laugh menacingly. The cougar jumped in the back of the truck and came back with a chain and a wheel brace.

"Hey Grunty," he yelled towards the wild boar and threw the tool towards the pig who caught it easily while he kept the heavy iron chain in his paws. "Oh, this is going to be fun."

"Well then, Fräulein," Helmut Grunther growled with an accent while he slowly stepped towards Aliya, wheel brace whipped in his hoofs.

Jim Wallace, the cougar, had an evil smile on his muzzle when he began to spin the chain in his paw and stepped up to the grey bunny. Steve Bornell, the grizzly, just cracked his knuckles and grinned.

"Let's get it on," the big bear roared and together with Helmut and Jim, he stormed towards the two officers.

"The grizzly!" Judy ordered and began to fire her gun on the giant bear. Aliya followed the lead of her superior officer and fired on the grizzly too. It was easy for them to hit the big mammal, but even with six darts in his chest, he didn't show any hint to slow down soon.

Judy and Aliya managed to empty half of each magazine before the wild boar, and the cougar reached them. Helmut's slow but forceful swing with his improvised club was easy to dodge for the swift vixen. When the iron rod slammed on the ground, the vulpine was already throwing herself sideways, but she lost her tranq gun doing so.

For Judy, it was a bit harder to dodge Jim's swing with the heavy chain, but thanks to the natural quickness of her species, she made it with no harm. Her strong legs catapulted her a few meters away from the threat. Cougars are great sprinters like most feline species, but they lack stamina. And by spinning the heavy chain, it was only a matter of time until Judy would have an opportunity to strike back. All she had to do was avoid that the chain coming her way.

Even when the darts in Steve's chest were not enough to knock him out, the sedatives began to show a calming effect on the giant bear. His movement slowed down, and he rubbed his head.

"Get a hold on yourself, Mr. Bornell," Arthur ordered. "It can't be that hard to get rid of a simple bunny and a fox."

At this moment, a door on the other side of the yard slammed open with a loud bang. All mammals in the yard turned their heads towards the source of the sound and saw how Aksel Snow stepped out and pointed their guns towards Arthur and Timothy. Nick followed right after him and did a quick survey of the area.

"What is wrong in this city?" The tiger asked amused. "Did they run out of real cops?"

"Well, that's a first," Nick stated sarcastically. "Hey, Carrots! We aren't real cops!"

Judy didn't answer. Instead, she used the distraction of Jim Wallace to strike back. She ran towards the mountain lion on all fours and used her legs to launch herself into his chest. The big cat yelped in agony and dropped the chain on the ground as he stumbled backwards. Gasping for air, he bent over and held his stomach with his paws just when Judy delivered another powerful kick into cougar's muzzle. The feline fell on the ground, and his eyes faded.

"Not real cops, huh?" The grey doe stated while she panted exhaustedly. "First I've heard it. It's about time you showed up."

At this moment, the grizzly stormed towards Judy with a deep roar, but she dodged the attack with ease due to the bear's drowsiness.

"Snow, we should help Master Bruin here with his hibernation," Nick ordered and pointed his gun at the giant mammal. The arctic hare followed his lead, and together the two officers shot some more darts into the giant bear.

Arthur King couldn't believe his eyes. Two of his best men were already beaten up. By a meek little bunny and puny vixen. The tiger's menacing growling gave Timothy goosebumps again. He turned the head and saw his boss unbuttoning his fine suit jacket.

"If you want something done right," the tiger murmured, clearly annoyed.

While Judy, Nick, and Aksel were taking care of the grizzly, Helmut Grunter focused on the corsac vixen again.

"I'm afraid you lost something, Fräulein," the boar laughed when he saw the vixen's weapon right in front of him on the floor before he kicked it away and slowly stepped towards her.

Aliya looked around in panic. The wild boar had cornered her already. There was nowhere to run. All she could do was fight.

The corsac vixen hesitated a moment before she took a fighting stance. But with her unsure expression, she didn't look like a serious threat.

"Oh, just look at her," Helmut said amused and let the wheel brace swing in his hoof. "Am I supposed to be afraid, now?"

The young vixen swallowed as she stared at her opponent and clenched her fists. Her eyes were now filled with determination.

"Ha ha ha!" Helmut laughed. "As you wish, Fräulein."

He then stormed towards Aliya, but when he swung his wheel brace again, the vulpine didn't avoid the whole attack like the last time. Instead, she grabbed the arm and stepped closer to her target so that the weapon didn't hit her. Aliya then spun around and used the energy of Helmut's attack against him by throwing him over her shoulder. The boar landed head first on the ground with a loud cracking noise and groaned in pain.

Aliya stared on the downed target with a mix of disbelief and solace. She had never been in a real fight. All she knew until now was training, but in the end, it wasn't that much harder. Surprisingly, the wild boar was even easier to beat than her opponents at the academy – or her dad who taught her Judo since the age of six.

"Filthy little bitch," Helmut growled and stood up slowly. His snout was bleeding, and one of his tusks had a huge crack. "Look what you have done!"

The boar glared daggers on the vixen and snorted in anger. With a loud squeak, he charged on the Aliya again and tried to impale her with his tusks. But like the last time, the wild boar's attack was brutal but clumsy. In the last moment, she grabbed Helmut's tusks and let herself fall to the ground. She pushed both feet against his chest and made the boar somersault on his back hard. By the force of this movement, the already cracked tusk eventually snapped and remained in Aliya's paw.

"Aaaaahhh!" Helmut cried in pain and held his snout.

This time, the young vixen didn't want to let her opponent get up again and run for her tranq gun. But just when she was about to pick it up, something slammed into her side. She fell on the ground with a loud vulpine yelp. The corsac vixen turned around and saw Arthur King standing above her. His black suit jacket was gone, and his tie hung loosen from his neck when he stared down at her with an ice-cold expression.

"Stay down if you know what is good for you, young lady, "the tiger growled sinisterly and bent down to pick up her tranq gun. When he realized that his paws were way too big for the weapon, he simply crushed it.

Intimidated by this, Aliya couldn't do anything but tremble in fear.

"Mr. Grunther," the big feline snarled without losing focus on the vixen in front of him.

"Y… Yes boss," Helmut stammered when he got back on his feet.

"I don't think I have to express how I am more than disappointed about the lack of ability from all of you," Arthur spoke in his usual calm voice. "But we will discuss that later. Now would you please take a look at Mr. Sanderson. And hand me your tool, please."

The boar picked up the wheel brace and quickly handed it to his boss before he vanished into the alley. Arthur let it flick into his paws to test its weight and smiled viciously.

"Now it's time to take care of your friends," he announced to the vixen before he turned around and winded up to throw the heavy metal tool at the arctic hare.

"WATCH OUT!" Aliya screamed.

Judy, Nick, and Aksel looked in her direction, but the tiger already threw the wheel brace in their direction.

The arctic hare was too dumbfounded to react when the iron tool flew right towards him, but in the last moment, Nick tackled the young lagomorph to the ground. The metal bar missed Arthur's target, and it slammed into the wall behind them instead.

"Ah! My arm!" Aksel cried in pain. "Why did you do that, you…"

Aksel was about to insult Nick when, but when he saw the wheel brace sticking in the wall next to them, he fell silent.

That thing was about to hit me, he thought. I would be dead if office Wilde wouldn't have pushed me away. He saved my life. A fox saved my life.

"Is it bad?" Nick asked with a worried expression when he got on his knees to check the hare's arm.

"I… I can't move it," the hare stammered in pain while he held his arm. "It hurts."

"Ok, stay down, Aksel," the red fox said. "We will handle this. You did a good job."

"T… Thank you, sir," Aksel replied absently.

Nick just nodded with a kind smile and got up again.

"Carrots, we'll have to deal with this bear on our own," he announced. "Shouldn't be that hard."

"I DON'T THINK THAT WILL BE NECESSARY!" Arthur roared towards the remaining mammals.

Judy and Nick looked at the direction and were shocked by what they saw. The giant tiger held Aliya in a headlock, and due to his size, her feet didn't touch the ground anymore.

"One more shot on the grizzly and I will tear her apart," Arthur growled. "Lower your guns now."

Judy kept her focus on the bear while Nick turned his body in the direction of Arthur and his hostage.

"Listen, I don't have time for that," the feline growled in displeasure and began to choke the young vixen who was locked in his arm. Nick could see the panic in her eyes when Aliya tried to pull the tiger's arm away from her throat, but she was no match for the far stronger mammal. She opened her muzzle to beg him to stop, but she couldn't form more than some gasping sounds. And with every second that passed, her struggling for freedom became weaker and weaker.

"OK! OK!" The red fox yelled and lowered his gun. Judy did the same. "Now let her go!"

"Well, I won't let her go," the tiger announced with an evil smile and released the corsac vixen a bit. She took a deep breath and started coughing. "But at least you earned her some more time. Now please drop your weapons. And don't let me ask you a second time again."

Judy and Nick threw their guns to the ground without any hesitation.

"Very good. I see you are willing to learn," Arthur stated and turned his head towards the ram who was still standing next to the small truck. "Mr. Grazer, would you kindly lead my partner inside. And would somebody please pick up Mr. Wallace?"

"O… Of course, Mr. King," the ram replied. "This way please."

Timothy ran to the door of his shop and opened it. Helmut Gunther carried the still passed out black wolf while the grizzly picked up the knocked-out cougar.

"Shouldn't we get rid of them first?" Steve asked carefully.

"Yes, you should have done that. That's why I told you so," Arthur replied annoyed. "But since you are all not capable of accomplishing such a simple task, I will do it on my own."

He turned his head towards the bear and glared daggers at him.

"Did I not just give you an order?" Arthur growled. "I won't repeat myself."

The bear swallowed and nodded. "Y… Yes, Boss. Sorry boss," he stammered and stumbled towards the entrance too.

When the door was shut behind them, Arthur focused on Judy and Nick again. He was about to say something when a loud bang and the sound of cracking wood came from the ally.

"KING!" A gruff voice roared.

The tiger's ears twitched when he turned around. A moment later, a furious-looking Chief Bogo, his uniform covered in dust and splinters of wood, ran out from the alley. The cape buffalo pointed his tranq gun on the tiger breathing heavily.

"Arthur King," he growled and glared daggers on the feline.

"Well, well, well," the tiger replied with a big smile. "Isn't that Sergeant Bogo?"

"It's Chief Bogo," the cape buffalo countered. "Let her go!"

"Chief? Well, isn't that quite a promotion," Arthur said amused. "Congratulations. I always thought that wolf would make it to the chief of police. Wait, I almost forgot. He is gone."

"LET! HER! GO! NOW!" Bogo growled again and fastened the grip on his weapon. "And don't you dare to talk about him."

"Well, Bogo," Arthur groaned. "You and I both know that this won't happen. And we both know that she will be dead the moment you fire your first dart on me."

"And you know that if you kill her, there is no way for you to escape," the cape buffalo countered. "You are trapped here, and you know it. Just let her go and surrender. This is your last chance."

"Ch… Chief?" Aliya whispered weakly and looked at the cape buffalo with a pleading expression. The stoic mammal's stare moved to the distressed rookie, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. And even if it was there only for a moment, it was noticed by the evil feline.

"Yea, Chief?" Arthur repeated, now amused. "Do you really want to let her die. Should I snap her tiny neck right here? Cut her throat with my claw? Or do we let her bleed out slowly like that mutt you called partner."

"ENOUGH!" Bogo growled, but he lowered his gun a bit when his whole body began to tremble.

"That's a good boy," Arthur commended victoriously. "Now the young lady and I will join my friends inside. You will stay right here. One wrong move and I swear that… AHHHHHHHHH!"

Aliya used the distraction of the tiger to bite with all the strength she could afford into the arm that held her tight. Surprised by the attack, Arthur loosened his grip a bit so that the agile vixen could slip out and run toward the Chief on all fours.

"YOU FILTHY LITTLE BITCH!" The tiger roared and grasped for the vixen's tail when a tranq dart hit his arm.

He looked at the dart and then back on Bogo. The buffalo has risen his gun again and already fired his second dart on Arthur, but this time the feline dodged the projectile and begun to run for the shop door too. Also, Nick and Judy reacted to the situation and grabbed their guns again. Together with Bogo, they managed to hit the feline two more times before he vanished into the house and shut the door behind him.

"Are you ok, Officer Sari," the cape buffalo asked without losing focus on the door.

"I… I am ok, Chief," the vixen replied, visibly exhausted while her whole body was shaking. She was still kneeling on the floor and panted heavily.

"This was a foolish move, officer," Bogo stated without any hint of worry when he finally lowered his gun and put it into his holster. "You should be happy that you are still alive."

"I… I'm sorry Chief," Aliya answered and lowered her head in shame. "I… I just panicked."

"But I'm glad you are alright, Sari," Bogo said when took a knee and put a hand of the vixen's shoulder. Aliya looked up again and could swear that she saw something like a smile on the buffalo's grumpy face, even if it was only for a blink of an eye.

"Chief Bogo," Judy spoke in relief when she walked towards the buffalo. "I am so glad that you are here."

Bogo let out a frustrated snort and got up slowly.

"Officer Hopps," he replied calmly without turning his head towards the grey doe. "Are my orders really that hard to understand? Keep the rookies away from trouble. It's as simple as that."

"B… But Chief…" Judy stammered.

"Don't even try reason this mess," the cape buffalo yelled and turned his head towards her. His angry stare let her stop in steps in an instant. "One officer hurt!" He stated as he pointed towards Aksel who was holding his injured arm while Nick led him to towards the others.

"One officer was held hostage! Almost killed!" Bogo continued and pointed to the corsac vixen on the ground next to him. "You are the longest-serving officer, so you were in charge here. What have you to say for yourself?"

"I… I thought that…" the doe began carefully. She was again cut off by her superior.

"You know what? You better shut your tiny mouth," Bogo growled. "Reinforcements will be here soon. Take Officer Snow, and Officer Sari to the street and wait for the S.W.A.T. team. Send them to this position when they are here. And make sure that your partners receive medical attention. The new member of the team, Officer DeMouton, is a skilled paramedic. She will take care of them until an ambulance arrives."

Judy's ears hung droopy, and she had to struggle to keep back her tears. "I… I'm sorry, chief," she whispered sadly.

"I don't care, Hopps," the buffalo replied abstractedly. There wasn't that much anger in his voice this time. It was disappointment and tiredness. "Follow that order, write your report and then go home. You did enough for today."

"Y… Yes, Chief Bogo," Judy confirmed sadly and offered Aliya her paw to help her on her feet. "Are you coming, Nick."

"Right behind you, Carrots," Nick replied and began to follow the other three officers when he felt the hoof of Chief Bogo on his shoulder.

"Not you, Officer Wilde," the cape buffalo ordered. "You will stay with me and keep an eye on this area until the S.W.A.T. shows up."

The red fox turned his head towards Bogo. He was known for his tendency to always give a mocking reply to the buffalo's orders, but this time he knew it would be better to pass on that."Yes, Chief," he confirmed with a nod. "Sorry, Judy," he whispered, well aware that his partner could still hear him before he turned around to keep an eye on the doors where King and his gang vanished.

Judy just nodded towards him and led the two rookies out of the yard. All of them were amazed when they saw what the chief did with the wooden gate. Next to it laid a battering ram on the ground. But even with the knowledge that he used a tool, it was still a remarkable action that he cracked the thick gate with just one mighty blow.

Judy led the two rookies to a bench so that they could sit down while they were waiting. The blue lights of Bogo's cruiser began to attract nearby mammals, and without somebody supervising the area, they would probably block the expected reinforcements.

"Ok," Judy stated. "You two stay here while I set up some police line." She was about to turn around when she felt Aliya's paw on her arm.

"I… I'm sorry, Ma'am," the young vixen sobbed, her eyes starting well up with tears.

"Aliya?" Judy responded puzzled.

"If… If I had watched out better, that tiger would never have gotten the upper hand," the corsac vixen apologized when the tears began to run down her cheeks. "Or the mammals in the truck. I should have smelled them too. It is all my fault."

"Aliya, it wasn't your fault," the doe replied and shook her head. "It was mine. I should have known better..."

Zootopia and it's characters belongs to Disney...

My OCs in this story

- Anne Lace

- Diana Silverhowl

- Aliya Sari

- Aksel Snow

- Sophia Hill

- Layla Nightingale

- Sandra Silverhowl

Other OCs: