Wilde Zootopia Chapter 11, a zootopia fanfic

WZ 11

Hey kids. It's your favorite 16-year-old gender fluid starfish, Shame "The Catpiss Everpenis" Juckston here... coming at you with a new youtube video. I decided to come out of my hole due to recent reviews. Thank you all for tickling my marrow. It really hurts. To show my appreciation, I carefully customized and crafted an appropriate response to some.

Wildhoppsislife's melodramatic display of affection and crippling depression really touched me right in my thyroid gland. I give your sub-par performance a 2 out of "dick". Congrats.

f99, why don't YOU make chapter 11 huh? That's what I thought, you chocolately looking packet of mints. Thanks for being the 5th caller on 105 point fuck, I sent you a packet of mints to your mothers' (the plural ain't a typo, son) basement... where you live. I really do love you. Pls die in a hole. No jk. But seriously...

Some gayboi guests had some pretty mean things to say about me like... calling me a milkshake and saying this fic is cancer. I'll have you know despite me actually being made of 70% milk, I am typically stirred not shaken so now we can finally put that debate to rest.

And as for you... other guest. If you call my work cancer one more time I fucking swear... I'll shake (of course not too hard, so I don't ironically make myself into a milkshake) my fist and tell you to get off my lawn. Don't think I won't do it, you don't know me. You know me babe.

And lastly trembelfist, I actually wrote this chapter inspired by your well-pointed criticisms. Which I truly appreciate btw. However, since I hate criticism and everything about you ... You... me... 2v2 boxing match (bring your dog, I'll bring Mike Tyson) in Iowa tomorrow... right now...

Anyways, enough award winning responses. Enjoy the show. *wears shirt inside out cuz I want to watch the world burn*

Hey kiddo...

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I know you're going to be great one day.

A familiar male voice spoke. His words stirred nostalgia and long forgotten comfort.

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*sigh* Don't ever let see that they get to you ok? Mammals like us need to learn to keep our heads up, alright? A warm smile.

A seemingly optimistic advice that eroded and distorted over the decades.

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The rhythmic thumps picked up in cadence. And as if the thumps were the cue from a conductor, a symphony of sensations came rushing back in.

A twitch.

Then a small kick.

A sound.

A smell of cleaning agents.

...

The sound from that familiar happy voice spoke again. This time from afar and fleeting. Rise and shine, kiddo! It's time to get on that hustle!

Dad... a quiet and young kit's voice replied.

The blinds went flying off the window as the light jolted his body back to conciousness.

"GUH!" Nick shuddered aloud as his eyes snapped open. His paw instinctively sought to square up, but to no avail.

Nick quickly looked down to find himself bound to what appears to be a hospital bed.

His eyes narrowed at the bindings and the noticed he was covered with bandages and stuck with catheters like a pincushion.

He tried kicking, but one leg was bound while the other was covered in a thick cast.

His torso was almost entirely bandaged up as well. Nick often wondered how he was able to survive the things he's survived. I guess the heavenly maker above really enjoys watching me suffer this vicious cycle. He shook his head.

Call it blessing... call it a curse... Regardless, Nick was somewhat grateful.

...

It wasn't long, however, before his musings were overtaken by claustrophobia.

In frustration, he tried struggling with whichever uninjured body part he could call upon.

Rattle rattle

CLANK CLANK

After a good 3 minutes of futile writhing, he submitted to the fatigue and pain from his injuries.

...

The room was deathly quiet.

Only the sound of his breathing and the ticking of the wall clock could be heard. He shut his eyes slowly and hoped to at least get some rest out of this.

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An hour passed. Just stuck in that position.

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Emotions he hadn't felt in a while suddenly began to creep in. Despair. Fear...

... Regret.

His eyelids tightened as he began to take deeper breaths hoping to clear his mind.

Instrusive thoughts kept at him though. Thoughts of Koslov's demise especially.

Was what he had said true? Was Judy really just interested in the downfall of all predators? Had she been hustling HIM the whole damn time?

It was entirely too convenient... I get caught by Koslov... Judy somehow found me... and then the ZPD SOMEHOW found her?! Then military intervention? She had to be undercover. How could I be so stupid?

He grit his teeth in frustration. And now he is to simply lay back and take the inevitable incarceration.

Anger was now the predominant feeling that filled his heart. Despite his attempts on convincing himself that Judy does not have the capacity to do something so heinous... his experience and instincts screamed "betrayal!"

That lying sack of shit rabbit. I shoulda killed her when I had the chance.

A part of him reprimanded him harshly for even entertaining that notion. An even deeper part of him seethed in pain fathoming her peril. The ordeals they seemingly endured together made him feel for her... in a way that transcended that of mere romance. A sort of love that roots so deep from an individual to another individual. Something indescribable... something... vulnerable and easily manipulated...

Nick shook his head to dispel the thought as he clenched his paws in bitter fury.

click

His ears perked up to the noise by the door.

The knob began to turn. Nick quickly regained facial composure (something he's become very proficient at over the years) and feigned slumber.

He heard the door quietly swing open letting out a faint creak.

Soft footsteps began to tread into the room.

Nick let out a quiet sigh and assumed it must have been Judy again probably here to continue her little caring facade.

He wasn't going to fall for it again.

...

Nick felt the figure hover over him in his bed.

He kept his cool as usual although it would be a lie to say he didn't feel the anger from deep within wanting to jump out at the rabbi-

CHUK-CHIK

His ears perked, that sound of a gun cocking was all too familiar to him. Nick also quickly realized Judy was much too small to loom over him the way this mammal did.

He quickly opened his eyes only to be met with a sheep in a yellow jacket. The sheep gave him a small smirk before a loud POP on his fur.

"AH!" Nick yelled out.

He felt the pellet pop on impact while its contents wet his fur. Suddenly and very quickly, his body heat skyrocketed and that anger from within was immediately uncontainable. In fact... everything seemed uncontainable. He was losing control. This was not something he was accustomed to as his grasp over his own emotions were typically steel. To have his steel grip reduced to something so weak and unsalvagable that almost felt like melty butter was terrifying. He began to feel his mind slipping as his body convulsed from this sudden bouquet of stimulus.

The last thing he heard was the sheep remark nonchalantly, "and that's that" before walking out of the room quietly.

Nick grit his teeth and fought it as much as he could. His mind flurried with thoughts and memories.

An image of Judy flashed.

An image of his parents flashed.

An image of tears and loss.

Then total blackness.

A prolonged sympathetic sigh.

Her hoof reached up to fix her glasses a bit.

"I'm really sorry for meeting you in these circumstances... I... I don't even know what to say to console you. You've been through so much I... I can't even imagin- Thank you Judy... for all that you do for this city even off-duty."

Judy quietly interrupted, "No... I didn't do any good for the city... I just... The city's been such a mess... and ever since the missing mammals case..."

"Judy..." Bellwether placated "The tip you provided to the police saved those missing mammals! And exposed Mayor Lionheart and his devious schemes! You're a hero to this city. Don't forget that."

Judy was briefly confused before remembering that Nick had been the one who tipped off the ZPD for Judy during that whole kidnapping mess. But ever since then, social stigma against predators have developed dramatically. Anti-pred campaigns and even a proposal of shock collars have been seriously considered.

"With all due respect, Mayor Bellwether... I don't think I saved those mammals at all. They're still stuck in... ya know... And the savage outbreak is still happening all over. Somehow by making progress, we're still no closer to figuring this whole thing out. I'm really no hero..." Despair filled Judy's tone as her gaze was glued to the floor.

Bellwether's eyes drooped a bit as she gave a slight nod.

"And now this... this division in Zootopia. Segregation and discrimination running rampant. Prey is deathly afraid of predator and predator is fighting against societal oppression..." she held her two paws out in juxtaposition while at the same time feeling guilty that she even dared to account for their current situation when she was the one who caused it. Or so she believed anyway... She thought especially of Nick's current situation. Judy quickly dropped her paws.

She took a shuddering breath as she softly pawed her sides. That fractured rib made it a little painful to breathe sometimes. Luckily during that whole encounter, she managed to get away with fairly managable injuries. Not like Nick... A pang of guilt and hurt struck her heart just thinking about his current condition. He had not even been conscious in the last 48 hours. Why did they have to bind him like that? Judy shook her head slightly. The negative feelings only seemed to worsen.

"Judy... This isn't your fault. It's nobody's fault really... I guess all we can blame it on is perhaps I dunno...maybe predator biology?" Bellwether shrugged her shoulders while her gaze listed slowly over to the left.

Judy's ears perked slightly, "Biology ma'am?" Judy had considered it, and she felt this "biological" component was what sometimes drew fear out of her when she was around Nick, and any predator for that matter. But at the same time, she was attacked by Gideon as a kit... so really, it was hard to say. Times have changed, Judy had more confidence in modern mammals than that. Right...?

"Yeah! Ya know... it's just an inherent trait, that's all. Thousands of years ago, they hunted us and that killer instinct sometimes rears its ugly head. Of course it's no one's fault! It's just... how it is, I suppose." Bellwether cleared her throat and took a sip of her tea on the table.

Next to her teacup was a potted flower. Judy eyed it briefly with some inquisition. She shook her head slightly to dismiss the observation to reply to the mayor.

"Ma'am... To say all predators are predisposed to violence is just... it's not fair! And most of all, it simply isn't true. I knew plenty of bunnies who were violent too." Judy's voice was adamant, but not aggressive.

Bellwether sighed. "Judy... when I first ran for mayor... my only goal was to help the city."

Judy's ears shot up a bit. Run for mayor? I could have sworn she only ran for assistant mayor...

The mayor continued, "To do right by the mass majority... and over the years, I realized... this city... is 90% prey! And they are good and hard working mammals, they deserve the best!"

"But ma'am, so do predators." Judy replied with a hint of anger.

"Yes! You're right Judy! It's true, they do! But just think about it... when was the last time you heard about a prey mammal going savage? When was the last time you felt or seen true life-threatening aggression from a bunny?" She was clearly alluding to Judy's earlier remark.

Judy mulled over it, she was right to this extent... she had never really encountered a life-threatening adversary who was prey. But before Judy could think any deeper, Belllwether pressed on.

"None right? I've can't think of one, either. But I could count quite a few times I have been threatened and hurt by a predator... oh yes..." Her gaze drifted off to the windows for a few seconds. A look of genuine hurt, disgust, and anger flashed very briefly on her face. Judy's eyes widened a bit.

Suddenly Bellwether turned to her, "And I know you have as well... that fox you brought in a couple days ago."

"Nick. Is. Not. Like. That." Judy put her paws down on the table in a fit of anger.

"Tell me though, Judy... Did he hurt you?" Bellwether challenged.

Judy froze remembering the beatdown he gave her. "I..." Judy's ears sank.

"See..." Bellwether raised both her brows and raised her two hooves before picking up her teacup to take another sip.

"He saved me... h-he did what he had to do to save me." Judy thought she was trying to convince Bellwether, but quickly realized now it felt like she was trying to convince herself.

Nick did beat her pretty bad and did abandon her pretty quickly too. However, his care and trust toward her was genuine. She knew it, she saw, she... felt it. And the feeling for her was very mutual.

"Oh Judy... Now you sound like one of those Stockholm syndrome victims... being fond of your abusive captor. If he really cared... do you think he would have assaulted you in the alleyway like that?"

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Bellwether's eyes widened ever so slightly. She pursed her lips.

Judy paused. I didn't tell anyone about that. How does she know?

...

Judy slowly turned to the flower again...

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Midnicampum holicithius?

Her mind quickly flashed back to the sheep carrying a whole bunch of those in the blackmarket alleyway near Koslov's hideout.

Judy gulped and blinked a couple of times. "I uhh... I suppose you're uhh... you're right."

Bellwether smiled so tenderly that it brought chills to Judy's heart. "Of course I'm right Judy... Why don't you stay and rest in the offices here tonight? It looks like you could use the company after what you've been through."

Judy's fur began to stand up high. "I actually... I actually gotta go. But thank you..." She began to get up out of her seat. "Thank you so much, Mayor. Really. For... for everything you've done for me. But I really have to get going."

"Oh nonsense, Judy. Stay... Pleast I would love to have yo-" Bellwether smiled as she slowly rose up out of her chair as well.

Judy quickly showed herself to the door and left with a quick and articulate "bye!"

Mayor Bellwether didn't even have a chance to get to the door before the rabbit was out.

The sheep's eyes narrowed as she hastily made her way to the office phone. "You did it right?... Ok... Good." she questioned grimly and authoratatively.

Judy quickly exited the building and began a video chat with her parents as she fast walked toward the hospital.

Her mom's face appeared on the screen, "Heyy bun-bun. Everything alright? How's meter maiding?" Her enthusiastic smile inspired a quick grin from Judy.

"Hey mom! Is dad there?"

"Yeah sure. He's just out in the field teaching Timothy, Jason, Burton, Mary, Jessie, Jessica, Jennifer, Thom-"

"Yes yes! Great ok! Could you please put him on, I need to ask him a quick botany question ok?" Judy interrupted quickly but as politely as she could.

"Oooo. You know your father sure loves his botany. Hold up..." She briefly turned her head out toward the field, "STU! YOUR DAUGHTER IS CALLING FOR YOU."

Judy heard a faint, "Which one?! For garsh sakes Bon! We only have a few hundred of them!"

"Your wildest and craziest one, hon!" Her mom yelled back.

"Oh? Judy?" Her dad replied.

Judy rolled her eyes before murmuring to herself, "I'm not wild and crazy..."

"YES!" Bonnie yelled back.

"Hold on, I'll be right there!" Stu replied. Panting and running over could be heard getting closer and closer to the phone.

Suddenly the video call was briefly jolted and her dad's face now covered the screen. "Hey there Jude the Dude! Everything alright? I heard from your mother, you've really been giving out those ticke-"

"Yes yes I've been doing great and I miss and love the heck outta you, mom, and everyone else. I just have a really important question about a plant ok?" Judy got to the point quickly.

"Well sure, Jude. Although there isn't much I can teach you that you don't already know!" Stu replied back proudly.

Judy smirked a little before continuing, "Well this one has me stumped... Is there anything about Midnicampum holicithias that is... interesting? Or weird? Any practical applications perhaps?"

Stu looked up to the sky briefly while wiping away some sweat with one paw. "Well... let me see here... we use them to keep them bugs off the crops."

Judy pursed her lips and tilted her head in disappointment. "Anything else?"

Stu seemed to be in deep thought. "Not that... not that I can currently think o-"

Suddenly Bonnie interrupted, "did you tell her about Uncle Terry?"

Stu's eyes widened, "Oh yeah! That's right! Your Uncle Terry ate one when he was little and bit the dickens outta your mother! Just lost his marbles for a brief period. Those Midnicampum are some wicked potent stuff, I tell ya."

"Ooh! I still remember that hurt like the devil!" Her mother exclaimed before turning over to yell at the kits, "Remember to stay away from those Night Howlers, kids!"

Judy's eyes widened to the point she thought her own peepers were going to fall right out of their sockets and onto the phone.

"Why do you ask, Ju-"

"THANK YOU GUYS I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH I THINK I FIGURED IT OUT. THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN MISSING. OK OK I GOTTA RUN. THANK YOU I LOVE YOU BYE!" Judy exclaimed in pure bliss as she shook her phone. She wanted to give them a big hug, but knew there were much more pressing matters at paw.

"Wha-" Her father began, but Judy ended the call and began her sprint toward the hospital to tell Nick.

"And here we are, room 318. He should still be asleep, but let me check in on him first ok?" the porcupine nurse informed Judy.

Judy quickly nodded, her ears were perked up high and the mixture of excitement, anticipation, and fear was keeping her on edge. Well if Nick wasn't awake, she would have to wait... and waiting seemed like a costly course of action. At this point, time was not just money... but lives at stake.

The nurse quietly knocked on the door before turning the doorknob and peering in, "Mr. Wilde?"

...

The nurse made a loud gasp before running over to the phone on the wall. "I'm sorry miss! Excuse me!" the nurse shoved her way past Judy.

What the heck?

"Dr. Zam! Patient in 318 is code 3!"

Code 3? Judy's confusion turned into panic as she swung the door wide open to see what was going on.

The bed inside was empty, bindings torn through and the machines surrounding the bed destroyed. The room was practically turned upside down. Judy looked past the bed and saw the window was wide open with the curtains billowing from the inward flow of outside air. How did he escape those bindings? It looked like he tore them out by sheer force. That's not like Nick... and that doesn't look physically possible even for a much bigger mammal. What's happening, Nick?

Judy's eyes were wide open as worrysome thoughts flooded her mind. For some reason though, her initial panic quickly subsided. She knew exactly where to go next. Without another moment to lose, she left the hospital and headed straight to where she thought he'd be.

She glanced over at the nurse before leaving but noticed she was preoccupied reporting and panicing over this "Code 3." Judy sighed and quietly exited the hospital.

Though her wits told her to bring some backup or to at least tell someone at the ZPD, somehow it just didn't feel right. So she opted to seek out Nick on her own as she always did.

She arrived at a familiar desolate stone bridge. The grass around it seemed to have grown even longer since the last time she was dragged here by Nick. The sight of its arch triggered some very intense memories and feelings from that night spent with Nick. She felt the blood rushing to her ears and face just thinking about it.

Her heart raced a bit. She was excited to see him, but also extremely worried of what has become of him. His injuries must have taken a toll on him, his condition could have worsened... or become fatal.

Judy shook that thought as quickly as she had thought of it, staying optimistic and determined had always been her way to achieve desired outcomes.

"Nick?" she beckoned as she reached the underside of the bridge.

...

A familiar vulpine figure stood leaning against the wall. One paw clenching the wall surface and the other paw dangling limp, head hanging low.

It looked like Nick alright... but at the same time, this figure didn't have the confidence and poise that Nick normally carried. Something must be wrong.

Judy quickly approached him and saw that the fox was dressed in a hospital gown and covered in torn bandages. This was definitely Nick.

"Oh Nick... are you ok?" She reached a paw out to him. Upon contact, he suddenly jolted and fell forward.

A throaty and disgruntled voice from him commanded her, "STAY... AWAY..."

She winced from this very foreign timbre, he had never spoke like this before. What the heck is going on?

"Nick we need to get you back to the hospital ok? I think I figured out why the mammals are going sava-"

He interrupted her with a low guttural growl. The sound shook the rabbit down to her bones. Feelings of fear and terror screamed at her inside her head.

The only real barriers that kept those feelings at bay before was Nick's usual cool and collected demeanor. But his apparent loss of inhibition was nothing short of terrifying.

She noticed his claws were deployed. She gulped and took a few steps back.

"Nick..? Did... did you eat any purple flowers or strange onions lately?" Judy articulated her question carefully.

"You..." He began, his voice was biphonic. One layer sounded like him, but the other... sounded something monstrous.

Her eyes widened as she slowly raised two open paws toward him. "Nick...?"

Nick slowly turned around, he was kneeling on one knee while one paw supported him on the floor and the other clutched his head. His eyes looked different, still the same emerald, but his pupils were now feral slits.

"You did this... It was you the whole fucking time..." He grunted out.

Judy stayed silent as her eyes glazed with tears. She didn't know what he was talking about.

"I should have listened to Finnick. I shoulda killed you when I..." He let out pained moans as he clutched his head with both paws. "GRRRrnnnnn~" he groaned.

Judy stepped in closer, "Nick? Don't say that... Please... What happened? Did someone make you ingest anythin-"

"That sheep was right wasn't she?" Nick asked quietly.

Judy gasped. Sheep? "Who?"

"She told me... you were undercover. I knew it... That's why I attacked you that day... Me and Finnick aimed to silence you. That's why I shoulda killed you. But I got soft... Fell for your cutesy bunny bullshit." He clasped his head again as he let out another moan.

...

Suddenly he let out an unsettling laugh, "I- hahahaha... I fucking thought you were 'different' I thought I had you pegged as just an innocent and righteous rabbit. Fuck me, right? Now look at me... You killed my dreams, you killed the closest thing I had to famil-"

"How could you say that Nick?! It wasn't an act! THE SHEEP MUST HAVE BEEN BELLWETHER. SHE LIED ABOUT THE WHOLE THING NICK, AND THAT'S WHAT I'M HERE FOR. I WANT TO FIX THIS. I THINK I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON. AND KOSLOV WASN'T YOUR FAMILY, HE TRIED TO KILL YOU REMEMBER?!" Judy yelled in anger and disbelief.

"I woulda killed me too if I saw myself working for a pred hating undercover scum like you. But let's be honest... eventually... You woulda killed me anyway after you've finished building your perfect little predator-less zootopia."

Judy's heart began to hurt. Where was he developing these conclusions from? He looked really hurt; physically and mentally. Something's horribly wrong. It must be the Midnicampum holicithias. But she didn't know how to cure him nor convince him his assumptions were untrue. "Nick that's not what's happening here if you would please just listen to m-"

"Judy..."

Judy froze.

"I need you to go right now, because if you don't... I'm going to kill you. Something's not right with me. They did... something to me." For a split moment, that was just Nick talking. A sincere but melancholy voice.

"Nick tell me who did it?! I want to help you... I can't do this without you... I... I'm not leaving you ok? I know if we're going to fix this. We're going to do it together. Please just stay with me here." Her mind was running in every direction. Her paws were shaking. His threat was so cold and sure, but she wasn't about to just leave him high and dry.

Then something she'd never dream of seeing happened.

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A tear ran down the side of his cheek. Nick had lost all control. "Judy. Please. Ru~AHHHHGHHHH"

Suddenly, his body began convulsing wildly as he fell onto all fours. His head slumped toward the ground.

"Nick?! Fight it, Nick! I don't know what they did. But you have to fight it Nick" Judy ran toward him and embraced him. She quickly pulled out her phone "Hang on, I'm going to call for an ambulanc-"

...

A snarl... Her eyes widened and her ears were standing taut.

...

His head jerked up as his eyes suddenly fixated on her. A totally feral and hollow gaze. Whatever was left of Nick before had seemingly entirely vacated his body. He let out another ferocious snarl. Judy yelped and dropped her phone as she fell onto her behind. She quickly scrambled back and away from the fox. Her paws clutching at the grass.

His prowl was low but resolute. She knew the shell of Nick wanted nothing more than to tear her to pieces. A familiar voice from the Academy screamed in her head , "You're DEAD, fluffbutt!"

He slowly inched toward her, his fangs still bared. His gaze like tractor beams held her still.

Judy watched in incapacitating fear as her nose twitched like mad. "Oh Nick... It's- It's me Judy... Carrots. Remember?" She wiped the tears away from her eyes as quickly as they came.

Nick suddenly leapt toward her a little, she flinched as she tried to scramble back but bumped into a large rock. He was now only a couple of meters away from her.

Judy noticed his injuries still seemed present as there was a slight limp in his strides.

She knew she had to fight back, for her own survival and for Nick's sake. Suddenly the vulpine stopped just about a meter away. His eyes narrowed toward her and his weight shifted to his hind legs.

He's about to pounce. Judy quickly tried to jump out of the way when suddenly her fractured rib started acting up making her wheeze and fall rather than leap away.

The fox did not hesitate as he jumped on top of her and pinned her down. His claws immediately going to work.

Judy screamed as he tore at her. "NICK! AHHH!" Blood splashed the fox's face and hers. Judy held out her small arms in attempt to hold him back, but he was much too strong and erratic. The pain of each laceration was unbearable and terrifying.

His claws bore into her abdomen and arms. She quickly curled into a ball and released a devastating double legged kick to his jaw from under him, she could have sworn she heard a solid crack. The fox flew off letting out a pained whine.

She scrambled to her feet panting, sweating, crying, and bleeding. "Nick! Stop! It's me... Please. Don-" Before she could even continue, he lunged at her again. This time she rolled out of the way letting the fox fly face first into the rock. His body seemingly slumped over for a few beats before slowly rising up in a daze.

His movements were wild and unpredicatable, not at all like how he normally fought. Never has she had to deal with attacks like this, nor has she had to deal with them being cut up this badly. She began to feel light headed from the blood loss. She tried running, but it was as if all her stamina drained. And the difficulty breathing from the cracked rib was back except ten times worse.

As the fox began to regain his balance, his eyes fixated on Judy's blood, he slowly walked over to sniff it. That seemed to only further fuel his thrill of the hunt. His hair standing on its ends. His snarling intensified. It was as if Judy's counterattack had no effect on him whatsoever.

Judy realized there was no way to flee from him now, and there was only so many attacks she could evade before he caught her again. And by then... there was certainly no escape.

She took a deep gulp and picked up her phone quickly from the floor, and began frantically typing away everything she knew about the Night Howlers on a notepad app. Tears kept falling out as this felt like writing a will right before her demise.

At this point, she could only hope after he had... finished her... Maybe he would snap out of it and read it. At least, what she knew would be passed on. Her paws were shaking and her legs trembled at the dread of what was to come. Please... just go for the neck. Make it quick.

Judy fell to her knees and called out to the fox desperately, "Nick... I... Maybe you'll remember later... But... please make it quick. I'm sorry for everything and I'm sorry I caused all this trouble and pain. And I'm sorry if you think I hurt yo-" For some reason, this apology turned into a babbling sob, how did it end up like this? From the moment she met him to now, everything had been a frenzy... Yet... everything had been so right whenever she was just with him. And now... he's gone and soon she will be consumed by the shell he's left behind.

She shuddered and continued to sob. The fox tilted his head and hesitated almost as if he was listening. His gaze however remained hollow, and his demeanor remained beastly.

"After..." she choked a bit on the words. "Af-af-a-after yo-yo-re done... Please... read this... if yo-y-y-ou can and... fix Zootopia ok? I really fucked it up I know." She flinched a bit, she never swore to that extent before... But... if it was going to be her final moments... "And I'm just so sorry Nick..." She buried her face into her paws.

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By the time she looked up the fox was only inches from her face. Everything ceased. Like time had slowed to a halt. New tears stopped forming while the old ones dribbled down her cheeks. It was as if her whole body was waiting for the inevitable.

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Judy sat on her knees and awaited her impending fate.

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