The station was abuzz with activity today, moreso than usual.

Judy narrowly managed to avoid a rhino stepping on her as he rushed by, his arms full with important paperwork. He offered a fast apology as he hurried onward to wherever he was headed. Judy waved him off in acknoledgement and continued dutifully toward her own destination. Chief Bogo wanted to talk to her for some reason, which usually either meant she'd done something he didn't like, or he had a new assignment for her. It was only a month into her job after reinstatement, and she'd been proving her worth over and over since the rather hectic 'Belleweather Fiasco', as the newspapers had recently taken to referring to when predators had been going wild and rabid due to being targeted with an incredibly potent serum made from nighthowler flowers.

With the rather cunning Belleweather and her known associates behind bars, everything had actually turned fairly normal in terms of police work. Not that Judy could, or would complain. She'd made several arrests the past few weeks ranging from petty thefts, to full-on assault, to even some arson by an incredibly twitchy ferret. However Bogo had not particularly liked how she'd handled a few of the cases, apparently her having been too reckless with her attitude, even if it did gain good results; so she suspected this particular summon was to chastise her for her actions yet again. After todays arrest on a very uncooperative panther named Drake, and quite an overuse of the station-issued stunguns, she wasn't surprised.

She really hadn't meant to overdo it and actually burn the poor bastard from a taser of all things, but he'd cornered her with a spiked baseball bat, and she'd certainly felt the stungun was a better idea than trying to take on a beefy panther in hand-to-hand combat when she didn't even have a damn baton.

She smiled when she passed the front desk, it was Spo there today, also a newbie to the force. She was a small white mouse with adorable oversized ears and a punky hairstyle, having wanted to get onto the force since she was a kid just as Judy had done, who had taken the leap after inspiration from Judy's example. It made her proud of her efforts that she made a positive impact on others lives. A wave to the mouse, and she went past down the way to Bogo's office.

Stopping before the heavy oak door, she straightened her uniform out and took in a breath before knocking gently.

"Come in, Hopps." came Bogo's voice from the other side of the door, evidently he'd seen her through the glass either side of the door. Usually his head was too far buried in paperwork to notice right away. She went for a confident walk, pacing in with her back straight and her eyes focused on Bogo. His eyes scanned upward and met hers as she was inches from the desk. He gestured impassively to the seat in front of it, taking off his reading glasses and putting down the papers he was currently looking over. "I understand it was you that bagged a panther today?"

"Yes Sir, listen, about-" She began, her confident demeanour already starting to falter before him, but he raised a hand to stop her.

"-The overzealous use of your weapon?" Bogo smiled, looking almost bored. "That was in your post-case report, yes. Got that one about half an hour ago. It's also on this formal complaint I have here from Drake that I got just a few minutes ago..." He lifted it up so she could plainly see it. It was the standard complaint form civillians and felons could both fill out to raise issue with the ZPD. It was clearly signed at the bottom by one Drake Frankie Rock. She grimaced slightly, but kept Bogo's stare, not thinking to look away. Bogo gently leaned forwards with it still in hand, still smiling that bored smile, and quickly took his other hand to rip the form cleanly in two. "...Which I do not care one little iota for."

That was a surprise.

"S-sir? Are you allo-"

"No. Not at all. But Drake is a sorry excuse for a mammal that pushes drugs, regularly assaults my officers, and nearly beat down the ZPD's Poster Girl." Bogo said, leaning backwards to discard the two halves into the rubbish bin next to his desk. Judy's cheeks flared red a little in embarrasment at the remark obviously aimed at her. That was another one the papers had taken to using. 'Judy Hopps: Model police officer of the ZPD!' She was proud that she was a good officer in the public eye, but hearing Bogo use the moniker was quite odd, mainly because she knew it wasn't meant as an endearment. "As it stands, he's a thorn in my side that is no longer present, that earns you some points in my books. I'm still not a happy kitten that you're causing chaos wherever you go, no, but you do get things done, can't deny that at all." He nodded, leaning towards her again. "No... the reason I called you to my office is because... I intend to promote you." He stated, his face turning from that bored smile to a fairly genuine one. He raised his hand again before Judy could do anything, seeing the spark of excitement in her eyes and her entire frame simply bounding up in milliseconds. His smile faded as he started speaking again. "But! This is provisional, for now. Like I say, you're reckless, but you get the job done and this is in recognition of that fact, but you need to tone it right down and toe the line. The second I see that, it'll be an official rank of Corporal. There's no shiny pins, but it does come with a higher pay grade than the standard an officer gets."

Judy nodded eagerly. "Y-yes Sir! I'll be a good bunny, I promise! I said I wouldn't let you down before, and I intend to keep on doing that!" She mentally facepalmed at the words 'good bunny' having passed her lips in her excitement, but at least said comment amused Bogo somewhat, his smile widening slightly. It was kind of like seeing granite crack under pressure. "Do you... maybe have a new assignment for me, Sir?"

He considered her for a moment, looking down on the rabbit with inquisitive eyes.

"I'm not too sure, Hopps." He started, picking up his glasses again and placing them over the bridge of nose, taking an open folder into his hand off the desk. "I'm currently looking over the case file for Xavier Dremond that came in this morning. His charges are multiple. From burglary, to petty thefts, to mugging, to full-on armed robbery and assault, as well as racial hate crimes against specific species of the same nature... this unfortunately came in on my desk because he's just had one new offence added to that list: Murder."

Bogo sighed, looking down at the papers within the folder again. Then back to her.

"He's a Predator, and is very dangerous. The murder was with his own claws." Bogo commented with distaste, placing the folder in front of her. Judy wasn't tall enough, so she quickly stood up onto the chair and rested her hands on the desk to read the file. There was a photo attached to the top of the folder of an angry looking tiger with a nasty scowl and a -Likely from when the photo was taken- half-closed swollen eye. The offences were there in full, and were quite numerous. He'd either only had short sentences of a few months for the smaller crimes, or had gotten out on bail, having served his longest sentence of a year and a half for the armed robbery, down from 3 years, getting out on account of good behaviour. Included were the photos of the crime scene from the murder.

Judy gasped at the blunt horror of the pictures, closing her eyes and looking away for a few seconds to regain her composure.

Bogo looked at her sternly, between her and the folder, really, as if to assess her adversion to the visceral nature of the criminals recent offence.

She forced herself to look back at the folder, her eyes wincing at the sight. Of course not everything was going to be sunshine and rainbows in this job, she knew that was an undeniable fact, to be fair she was surprised it had taken this long to truly see what this city held in terms of violence. She needed to get used to this for the future, not everything she did was going to be arresting petty thiefs. She wanted to make a difference, and that included taking down mammals like this tiger.

The first photo was of the victim before the crime. She gasped again. The victim was a rabbit.

Her eyebrows furrowed in thought. Racial hate-crime? Or coincidence that it was a rabbit?

"Its Muroidea and Leporidae he hates. Mice, rats, shrews, rabbits, hares... the like." Bogo had clearly gleaned her thoughts.

She nodded, looking again at the photo. The victim was Sarah Loch, a silver-lop from a place south of Bunny Burrow called Paddington. She was just so carefree in the photo, with her ears down along her back, a toothy smile, and bright red eyes shining in the sunlight of the surrounding forest she'd had her picture taken in. Judy moved the photo aside to the next and noticeably recoiled back, her hand covering her mouth. Sarah was naked, laid out on her back with her eyes closed, arms crossed over her chest, and legs straight, but her throat had been... destroyed. It was as if the killer wanted to at least give her some dignity in death, but only created a creepy imitation of a peaceful death, no beauty in it. The other photos were close ups and different angles of the wound, all quite gory, as well as other injuries in the form of heavy bruising that was visible on her light fur colour, and a few cuts along her mid-section, arms, and legs.

The feeling of nausea was slowly creeping into the pit of her stomach, but she knew she wasn't going to be sick. It was just revulsion; this shouldn't happen, ever. Not to innocent people, not even to criminals, it was just simply wrong. Judy stepped back and sat down, shaking her head with confusion to the henious crime.

"Sir, I..." She started, glancing up to the Chief's eyes.

"It's alright, Hopps; you don't need to take this one." He intoned solemnly, "I shouldn't have showed you this. I'm sor-"

"No, Sir." Judy stated, actual defiance in her voice. She narrowed her eyebrows, her hands gripping the desk. "Don't be. Not at all. I want this case."

Bogo raised his eyebrows quizzically, unsure of that. But he was actually surprised himself, as his thoughts on her were shifting about; Hopps expression had changed dramatically from the happy, incredibly chipper, if annoying rabbit he'd seen this past month. It was determined, as she usually appeared, but there was genuine disgust behind that look, there was intent written all over her face, her eyes screamed of vengence. He hesitated but for a moment.

"You're on it, then." He nodded, pushing the file across to her side of the desk. "I forwarded the case to Homicide already, so you can join it. Start there, and they'll see you in the right direction." He straightened up, his arms moving behind his back. "You help get this done properly, and by the book. No room for error here."

Judy nodded, that determined look was still etched into her features, he noted. It suited her, made her look striking, fierce... even for a bunny.

"Don't disappoint me." Bogo stated, taking his seat again.

"No, Sir. I wont. Sure as sure." Judy assured, taking steps to the door, file under arm. Her walk was as confident as her expression had been. She walked with the same determination. She knew her feelings had taken a turn there somewhere, she was much less happy having seen what lie within the folder, she felt sad, angry, but mostly disgusted... it wasn't too bad that she was though. Right she felt as if it she could only be happy again until this mammal was stopped, because he would do this again, and that fact gave her an extreme purpose. There wasn't nausea in her gut anymore, it had been replaced by a burning desire to put a stop to this barbaric animal. It was filling her mind with determination as she headed toward Homicide.

A/N:

Damn I loved Zootopia. I also loved the original concept where Preds were collared and treated as second class citizens. This is going to be as gritty and violent as the original concept for Zootopia was, if not more. Lets hope this is a first chapter of many, eh?

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Edit: Fixed spelling mistakes and corrected some grammar issues.