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My sore eyes creaked open as a blinding light flashed above me. I hated waking up so early, wish I could sleep just a little bit longer. Bringing the blankets over my face I hid under the sheets, shielding my gaze from the bright light.

"Come on Seven, you know it's time to begin the day." A familiar loving voice said while a comforting paw rubbed my back. I peeked outside of the blanket to see Kelly Handerson. Or as her boss would call her Ms. Handerson. "Good Morning Sleepyhead."

I groaned, tossing and turning before eventually giving up. Rising out of bed and rubbing my sore crusty eyes. Throwing my blanket aside and rising out of bed, dangling my feet over the bed and looking at my reflection in the window. My ruffed poofy hair nearly covering my eyes and blinding me. Man I needed a haircut.

Ms Handerson was a female wolf. She had the most beautiful black fur, a long fluffy tail, and alluring hazel eyes. She wore a lab coat, grey shirt, and black pants. That kind smile of hers reminded me why I even tolerated being here. I got out of bed and gave her a friendly smile. If only I was capable of speech. She talks to me, but I can never talk back. Luckily they have devices for me to use so I can properly communicate with them.

Kelly has been there for me ever since I'd first arrived in this strange place. She's fed me, taken care of me, and she's incredibly nice and treats me like an equal instead of property. Being the only human in a world populated with animals can be nerve racking and frustrating in a way I couldn't express. It only makes this even more confusing due to the fact that I don't remember anything way before any of this.

"Come on Sweetheart. We have a big day planned." Handerson motioned before taking notice of my grogginess. She then grinned as if she had come up with a revolutionary idea. "I heard they were serving donuts in the Cafe."

-Cafeteria

"Ok, so today's test will be slighty more challenging. But I believe you can get it done." Handerson announced.

As much as I was excited to doing some testing with my favorite scientist I couldn't help, but stare out the window of the facility. I always wondered what that city far away from us was like, Zootopia is what it was called.

Handerson sighed sympathetically, "I know sweetheart, you want to leave this place. But other animals out there would freak out if they saw you and I don't want you to get hurt or...worse." I nodded understandingly, but I hated the fact that it was the truth.

"If it makes you feel any better I've been talking with my boss to see if I can let you go outside every now and then." Handerson mentioned to which I smiled knowing that it's a step in the right direction. "There ya go sweetheart...I just wish you were able to talk."

But I could talk, something inside me just wouldn't let me talk. I could understand their language very well, but I could never seem to make out words myself. Now that I think about it, I've long forgotten what my own voice sounds like. I don't retain memories before the Laboratory but I knew with unyielding certainty there was a time before all of this.

"Ok, so how about we get started on those tests?" Handerson asked which I casually responded with a thumbs up.

I tugged at the shock collar that was firmly hugging my larynx. The rough fabric was scratching my neck which unfortunately caused it to itch and even break out into a severe rash at times. I hated wearing this thing, apparently it was for "everyone's safety, including mine" but I knew that it was BS.

"Alright Sweetheart, The first test is simple." Ms. Handerson said from the other side of the glass. Her along with two other scientist examined my actions closely. "The empty canvas across from you, I want you to draw on it. Anything you want just draw to the best of your ability."

I turned my gaze away from them and towards the canvas plastered onto the wall. Cans of paint along with a paintbrush were gently set aside the canvas. I stood infront of the wall and picked up the paint brush. I closed my eyes and was immediately shown a image of a house.

Two floors, blue curved wooden triangular rooftop and a red wooden material which made up the outer walls, four windows, a metal barred front door, and the small garden in the front yard. The most odd, but somewhat familiar feature was the treehouse in the backyard. Something was tugging at my heartstrings and made me feel a grief for a better time that I can't even remember.

I opened my eyes back up and proceeded to draw the setting by memory. I simply sketched the outlines of the house's structure and the broad roof. I made sure the outlines of the house, grass, front yard, backyard, and the treehouse were delicately outlined.

"Oh my god...I gotta get Mr. Johnson for this." I heard Ms. Handerson say to her colleagues.

Mr. Johnson was a coyote who wore a black business suit everytime I saw him and he always seemed to have an intimidating aura to him. I know he's the one in charge of everything and called all the shots. I have...mixed feelings about him sometimes. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't somewhat intimated by him.

I continued to sketch everything out before dipping the tip of the brush in paint. I gently stroked the canvas making sure not to miss outside the lines. Something about painting this faint image in my felt peaceful and refreshing. After I was done I stood back admiring my handiwork.

"Phenomenal..."

I looked behind me to see Handerson along with Mr. Johnson and a few other scientists taking notes. I felt somewhat proud of what I did and I could easily tell by their shocked facial expressions that the majority of the scientists here realized how much they underestimated my intelligence and didn't expect such creativity from me. Little do they know, I'm full of surprises.

"This is one the biggest scientific breakthroughs we've had from Seven yet." Johnson said in amazment. "I have to contact the other branches about this."

Mr. Johnson took off down the hallway like a child chasing after the ice cream truck. Handerson entered the testing room to get a better look at what I drew. I wanted to ask her what she thought but my gut already told me what I needed to know.

"I cannot believe what I'm seeing. How can this be?" She muttered in confusion.

"Ms. Handerson can you see in my office please?" Mr. Johnson announced over the speakers.

I hated being alone or away from Handerson, in a way she was like my caretaker. I trusted her more than any of these other scientists. She gave me a reassuring hug and rubbed my back.

"Don't worry hun, I'll be back. Ok?"

I nodded sadly before hopping up in my bed and hiding under my sheets.

-Mr Johnson's Office-

"You called for me sir?" Kelly asked peeking in the office from behind the door.

"Yes." He casually answered before pointing at the seat a foot away from his desk. "Please sit."

Without asking any questions, Kelly seated herself in the chair across from her boss. The Coyote got out of his chair while adjusting his tie. "I wanted to talk to you about Seven, since you've been working with him for the longest I figured you should know first." He said.

"What's going on?" Kelly questioned now getting concerned for Seven's safety. On the inside she hoped it wasn't something that would put his life in danger. She personally cared too much for him.

"Since I know you have a strong bond with Subject 07, I know you'll take it the hardest." Johnson warned her suddenly pausing. "I've talked with the administrators of the other branches and they're all interested in doing their own personal research and wanna gather as much data from him as possible. So tommorow morning he's going to be transported to another facility."

Kelly was afraid that he'd say something like that, "Sir we can't do that! He's not comfortable around anybody else but me. I know we're still trying to figure out what his age is, but I can tell he's just like a scared pup. How would they plan to keep him under control anyways?"

"Oh, they have their ways. They're...unorthodox to say the least. But they get results." He answered rather coldly.

"Th-This...That's it, I quit!" Kelly shouted.

Mr. Johnson crossed his arms. He expected this kind of reaction from her. "You're quitting huh? You need to learn that he's a savage creature and he's not worth losing your job over."

"Savage? He hasn't attacked anyone and shows no signs of aggression. And he's far more civilized than when we first found him. He understands our language, has spot on table manners, and he's very creative and intelligent. He's far from a savage, just a lost child who wants to feel safe. Why can't any of you see that?" Kelly asked defensively.

"Listen I hate to see the little guy go myself, but business is business and someone has to do it. So go ahead and quit, wouldn't make any difference to me." Johnson shrugged without a care in the world.

Kelly not knowing what else to say angrily stormed out of the office. 

"That went better than expected." Johnson sighed.

-3:30am-

"Wake up." Someone whispered while shaking me. "Come on Sweetheart, wake up!"

Nobody else in this place ever called me Sweetheart except for Ms. Handerson. I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me. That same heartwarming smile that made me feel safe, one that a mother would give to her child.

"Come on, Get up." She whispered helping me out of bed. "I'm getting you out of here. I'm taking you home with me."

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I closely followed behind the wolf, trying my best to stay aware of my surroundings. We occasionally came across a security camera, so we'd have to hide until we were out of it's field of view to keep progressing to the exit. Eventually we reached the exit and we're now out in the open.

I paused for a moment to catch my breath, This is it, I'm free now. I was like a caterpillar finally breaking from its cocoon and spreading its wings, ready to explore the world and it's wonders. I could see the sunrise off in the horizon, the sun's rosy rays brightening the morning sky.

Kelly led me to a pitch black SUV and had me lay down in the back. She tossed a blanket over me which I only assumed she did so as to keep me hidden from anyone that may pass us by while we're on the road. I heard the engine start and the car started shifting around. I guess now we're on the road, I might as well get some more sleep while I could before we got to wherever our destination was. So I shut my eyes and got comfortable.

I grumbled, still half asleep and let out a powerful yawn and shook my legs. My head rose out from underneath the blanket to get a good look out the window. Were we in some part of Zootopia? It was very rural for a place that I thought was loud and busy.

We approached a sign, it was shaped like a bunny head and it read, "You are now entering BunnyBurrow"

Population: 81,789, 253

And the crazy part was that the numbers were still increasing. I'm just going to make an educated guess and assume that this place is primarily inhabited by bunnies. I mean, who doesn't love bunnies? It's not Zootopia, but anything at this point beats being trapped in a cold room with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company.

We passed Houses, Barns, and Farmer's Markets until the car slowed down in front of a fairly sized red house with a garage. Something about Bunnyburrow felt peaceful, and it made me feel free, free to finally live my life and hopefully learn about what happened to the rest of Humankind and maybe an answer as to why animals run the world now. It looked to be two stories tall, had a triangular roof, two windows on the top floor and one on the bottom that gave me a little sneak peek into Handerson's home.

"Here we are, it's not much but it's a step up from being locked in that lab all the time." Handerson stated with a sigh.

She stepped out of the car and carefully observed her surroundings. My only guess for her doing that was to make sure nobody would see me. The coast was clear and she opened up the car door and led me to her front door. Eventually Kelly found her keys and rushed me inside her house, slamming and locking the door almost instantly before anyone could get the chance to see me.

The front door had led straight into the home's living room. It was a very basic setup, and clean from top to bottom. She had a flat screen tv on the right, a padded red foam couch, and bookshelves filled with all sorts of books. I immediately plopped down on the couch, getting lost in its softness and comfortable texture. This is definitely a step up from that stinking lab.

"I see you're making yourself at home already." Handerson chuckled. She set aside a folder filled to the brim with documents onto the small table placed in front of me before sitting next to me. She grabbed a silver key out of one of her coat pockets and shoved it into the keyhole of the latch that held it in place around my neck. "Let's get that collar off of you."

Clink!

And just like that, the shock collar fell to the floor along with the satisfying feeling of tight pressure around my neck now gone. I turned to Handerson and as if my body gained a mind of its own I embraced her with utmost gratitude, and she returned the loving gesture. Out of everything that's happened to me so far in this strange world, meeting Handerson gave me a newfound sense of hope. I then pointed at myself then made a heart with my hands and pointed back at her.

"Aww, love you too, you big sweetheart." She smiled.

Just before I could really settle in, suddenly a few abrupt knocks came from the front door that caught us both off guard. Me and Handerson scanned the entire living room for a feasible hiding spot for me. The wolf pointed to a closet in the opposite direction of the door.

"In the closet, quickly!" She whispered. I lunged up off the couch and dashed towards the closet. Opening the door, I squeezed between all the coats and boxes and shut the door as quietly as possible, now surrounded by complete darkness. Except for the light creeping in between the cracks. I peered through the cracks and watched Kelly approach the front door but in a hesitant manner, almost like she was trying to avoid answering it in hopes that whoever was there would give up and walk away, but she took a deep breath and twisted the door knob.

Watching her open the door sent my heart into a frenzy. The many possibilities of who it could be racked my mind and did nothing but make me feel even worse. Did someone follow us here? Are they looking for me? Were they gonna take me back to that awful place?

"Oh Judy!" I heard the wolf let out a sigh of relief after saying that. "I didn't expect you to come see me so early in the morning."

"I wanted to come check up on you one final time before I went back into the city, I hope you don't mind?" another female's voice replied.

"Of course not, come in." Handerson said.

I closely observed the stranger that Handerson had welcomed into her home. Upon seeing her, my fears and concerns subsided since she didn't look like anyone from the lab, so it seems were in the clear for now. Judy was a young rabbit with a lithe build and a  round face. Her small body was covered in gray fur with a lighter shade that went from her underbelly up to her muzzle and paws. She also had large purple eyes, an adorable short pink nose if I do say so myself, long ears with black tips, and a teardrop-like tail with gray fur on the top and a lighter shade on the bottom, and she looked to be about three feet tall. Both Kelly and Judy seated themselves on the couch, I could see how uncomfortable and anxious Handerson was but she kept herself calm and reserved. A lot better than how I was holding up.

"I really appreciate you and your family checking up on me, but honestly Judy I'll be just fine." Handerson tried to reassure the bunny, even trying to give her a convincing smile.

"I'm glad to hear that you're holding up ok. I know I was supposed to be staying here for a little longer, but the Chief called all the officers in today, he claims it's an emergency. I just hope it's nothing too urgent." Judy added with a hint of worry in her voice while she explained the situation.

Judy is a police officer? I definitely can't let her see me now. If she catches me she'll turn me in, and probably arrest Kelly. I cannot allow that to happen under any circumstance. Then suddenly I felt something small crawling up my right arm. I looked down at my arm and found a black and red striped spider, with long pointed spindly legs, and sharp looking fangs. I fought the urge to scream and shake the disgusting thing off of me. So instead I brought my arm closer to my face and attempted to blow it off, but to no avail, it only seemed to agitate it.

Then the unexpected happened. The critter reared it's fangs up and jabbed them into my flesh, a sharp searing pain spread throughout my arm and I yelped, before slamming my arm in the wall, the spider being killed on impact and the sound being loud enough to draw attention to where I was.

"What was that?" Judy asked in surprise. I covered my mouth to silence my breathing but that didn't stop the bunny cop from leaping of the couch and heading towards to closet to investigate. The closer she got, the heavier I panted, my anxiety now gaining the advantage of my mind and body.

"Wait! Stop!" Kelly called out in a hurry, stopping the rabbit in her tracks. Handerson put a paw on Judy's shoulder and started guiding her away from the closet and towards the front door. "There's a family of mice living in my walls, they're drifters and I've been trying to get them out for the longest time."

"Do you need any help? I can-"

"I've got it taken care of Judy, don't worry about me. Thanks for stopping by." and with that being the last of it, I heard the door shut and peeked out the closet door. "It's safe to come out."

I pushed the door open and jumped out, brushing off the cobwebs and dust that got on my clothes. I grabbed the arm that was bitten with my other arm, holding it against my chest. The pain wasn't too much, but it still ached and throbbed to an extent that couldn't be ignored. The skin where the bite mark was swelled up, it was like a mosquito bite times ten. Kelly quickly noticed this and came to my aid.

"Oh you poor thing, I've got an ointment just for insect bites, wait here." She muttered before rushing off to look for something to help with the pain. I hope it doesn't get infected or that spider in particular wasn't the poisonous kind. But my mind switched its focus onto the unexpected visitor we just had. Something in the back of my head told me to stay vigilant. She may prove to be a problem, one wrong move like that and I'm off to the lab again. That's the last thing I wanted after finally getting out, being cooped up in a small room for hours on end isn't good for the brain I tell ya.

Handerson entered the room once again, this time holding a small black cylindrical container filled with a clear substance. She sat down beside me, popping the lid off and squeezed a tiny bit into her paw.

"Now hold out your arm." She spoke and I complied. I watched her carefully as she spread the weird substance across the bite mark. I could feel the pain and swelling temporarily subside and was soon replaced with relief and numbness. A relieved grin formed on my face as I leaned back into the couch. "That should get rid of the pain for a while. At least until your arm heals up on its own."

I then noticed the small picture frame on the wall. The older one looked like Kelly, but a few years younger. Her muzzle adorned a proud and content smile while she held the younger one close. The smaller one had a lighter grayish tone to their fur, they wore a blue shirt and beige leather shorts. They too had a toothy satisfied grin as if life couldn't get any better for them. I curiously pointed at the photo on the wall.

"That's…my brother. His name was Barney. He umm…died two years ago." Kelly reluctantly answered, her eyes breaking contact from mine. I immediately felt bad for even bringing up the topic to begin with. "He had a brain tumor for most of his life, it affected his coordination really badly so he was bedridden. But he didn't mind, as long as he was with his big sis it didn't matter. We tried all the treatments that were available, but in the end it didn't matter, his condition only worsened and it became too much for him. One morning I went to his room to bring him breakfast. His favorites, pancakes and eggs but he wouldn't move. No matter how much I tried he didn't budge or make a sound. He was just…gone."

I wanted to comfort her so badly, tell her that it wasn't her fault. That no matter what happened, her brother still loved her no matter what. Even until the very end and that nobody controls when they lose their loved ones and that's our responsibility to love them while they're still in our lives. I could deeply relate to her pain in so many ways. I reached out and placed my hand on her knee in an attempt to let her know she wasn't alone in this. Her eyes locked with mine again, stricken with grief and sorrow. A smile appeared on her face again.

"I've made my peace with his passing, I'm just grateful he didn't have to suffer." Kelly said, wiping away tears that stained her muzzle. "You remind me of him sometimes. I have a feeling he would've really liked you."

My heart warmed at her comment. In that moment I felt the exact same way. Barney seemed like the kind of kid that would get along with anybody. Its a shame little rays of sunshine like him are taken too soon, it pained me to even hear the story. He deserved to live a long plentiful life just like his sister. I wanted to change the subject in hopes of bringing her mood back up. I grabbed the remote and handed it to the wolf before pointing at the TV.

"Oh? You wanna watch something?" She asked, my only response was to nod excitedly. She giggled at my eagerness. "Ok then Sev, I know just the perfect show for us to watch."

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-Zootopia Police Department-

Judy walked through the sliding doors of the police station, the familiar sensation of cold air that always greeted her when she entered the ZPD brushing over her small form sending chills down her spine. She began making her way to the bullpen where the other officers like herself would meet up. For things such as updates on pre-existing cases, newer cases, or just to find out what their objectives were while on their shifts. But found herself stopping once she noticed the mammals wearing black and white uniforms with the inclusion of pitch black tinted shades and earpieces. Were they agents perhaps? If so, whatever Bogo called her in for must be serious business.

Judy walked over to Clawhauser’s desk in hopes of finding any answers of what’s going on from him. As usual, the rotund cheetah was chowing down on an assortment of sweet treats. He smiled and moaned in delight after stuffing an eclair into his mouth, a tiny bit of cream filling from jetting from his mouth and landing on his uniform. Judy winced at the sight before recomposing herself and clearing her throat which caught Clawhauser’s attention. He ceased his eating and leered over his desk to see Judy putting on a best smile and even giving him a little wave.

“Hey Judy.” He happily greeted her. “Is there something you need?”

“Hey Clawhauser, it’s really busy today huh? Who are all these mammals?”

“Beats me if I’m being honest, but I’ve heard they work for the government so whatever they’re here for, it must be serious and it’s got the Chief on edge.” Clawhauser responded seemingly as clueless as Judy.

“Hmm Interesting, well I should be getting to the bullpen. I shouldn’t keep everyone waiting.” Judy nervously laughed, rubbing the back of her head. Something about this whole situation. With a final wave, Judy didn’t waste anymore time and ran off disappearing from sight. “Talk to you later Clawhauser!”

“Bye Judy!” the chubby feline waved back and immediately turned his gaze back to snacks before him.

The small rabbit made her way into the room, squeezing her small frame through the crack between the partially opened door. Everyone was already there, chatting amongst one another. Judy then spotted her usual seat next to a familiar red fox drinking from a coffee mug and wearing shades. As soon as he spotted her heading in his direction, he waved.

“Hiya Carrots, how was your vacation?” Nick asked, taking another sip from the mug. Judy took a seat next to the fox.

“It was going pretty great in fact, until the Chief called me back in." The rabbit cop groggily responded, her ears flattened and eyes droopy.

"I'm sorry to hear that fluff, anything I can do to make your morning a little bit better?" Nick asked.

"You can start by getting me a coffee when we go, I didn't have time to pick up my own on the way back so I'm still kinda tired." Judy explained before tenderly rubbing the bags that had formed under her usually wide and alert eyes. 

"Done and Done." Nick grinned.

“Atten-hut!” A hippo officer announced loudly, catching the attention of all the conversing officers. They all paused and stood up out of their chairs, swiftly saluting to their chief. The massive buffalo sauntered into the room carrying a thick dossier, his hulking frame taking up most of the door. Behind him a slender coyote wearing a black and white business suit and pants strolled in as well, before standing beside Bogo in front of the podium.

“You all may be seated.” Bogo calmly stated to which his subordinates immediately did. He would set the dossier down before clearing his throat. “Now, I would like to first off apologize to some of you for the inconvenience. I know some of you were on paid leave, but I can assure you that this is a very urgent matter we’re dealing with here. Our guest here will fill you in on the details. The floor is all yours sir.”

Bogo stepped out of the way, giving the small canid more than enough room to stand in front of the podium. 

“Good Morning to you all, my name is Cori Johnson and I’m the CEO of Johnson Tech and Bio enterprises.” The coyote spoke with pride. “We are a private organization focused on improving the technological and scientific status of this wonderful city. Now I know you all may be wondering why you’re all here today.”

The coyote opened the large collection of documents, flipping through some papers before picking out a printed image one that would greatly suit the narrative he was about to establish. The picture he chose was one of the first the facility had ever documented of him. It displayed the creature, arms and legs bound in chains and trying to break free. Cori flipped the paper around, revealing the unsettling photo to the lower ranked officers. Even eliciting a gasp from some of them. They began chattering amongst one another, fearful expressions littering most of their faces.

“What the hell is that thing?” cursed Officer Snarlov.

“Dunno, looks like some kind of monkey maybe?” Officer Higgins added with a shrug. 

Judy and Nick were just as shocked, the fox and rabbit exchanged concerned glances before turning their attention back on the coyote who seemed to expect their reactions. His face perfectly expressed how unimpressed he was.

“I apologize, but that information is classified. All you need to know is that his name is Seven and he’s very dangerous and unpredictable. We’re still in the early stages of research and I have no doubt there are still undocumented illnesses he could be carrying that we’re unaware of. Due to Zootopia currently being on lockdown it should make your jobs a lot easier hunting him down.” The Coyote explained as he paced back and forth. He then grabbed another photo from the podium. “As far as potential leads, we have this.”

Judy’s eyes shrunk upon seeing the picture. A familiar black wolfess wearing a lab coat and glasses stood in the right frame beside the strange creature in a hug. The bunny took note of how the mood of the odd being had drastically changed in this specific photo compared to the last. It seemed almost…happy.

“Kelly?” Judy muttered aloud, dumbfounded at the revelation.

“Oh? Do you know her?” Cori questioned. Judy now had the canine’s undivided attention.

“Umm…yeah she’s just a family friend. Who is she to you?” Judy asked, making sure not to give too much information. She still needed to assess the situation properly and get as much context as possible before she gave everything up. After the nighthowler incident that solidified her career as a cop, the idea that she needed to remain cautious of everyone, even those who appeared official, stayed with her.

“An ex-employee, but a traitor no less.” The coyote spat with malice. “You see, Kelly Handerson is delusional. She believes this creature is some pinnacle of evolution, that he’s harmless but I beg to differ. Over the years she’s grown an emotional bond with Seven and I’ve always had a gut feeling that bond would eventually get the best of her and cause her to act irrationally. My security reviewed footage from the past 24 hours and found her sneaking Seven out the facility. Of course I had her apartment searched but she had long abandoned it.”

As she had taken in the story she found herself questioning things even more. It still baffled Judy, knowing that there was so much about Kelly’s life she was unaware of. Not that she believed she was privy to every part of the wolf’s life, but it was still a shock nonetheless to see such a twist of fate in her life and now she’s a criminal on the run. Along with harboring some otherworldly creature.

Judy then recalled how strangely Kelly acted when she stopped by to visit her this morning. The sound she heard in the closet, that had to have been Seven she was hiding in there. Now she was fully convinced her family friend was a prime suspect.

She let out a mental sigh of relief with the reassurance that Zootopia was safe. Although that relief was short lived upon remembering her family and childhood friends were back in Bunnyburrow, where that thing was. She felt her heart start to pound in her chest, the fear of the situation finally kicking in. Cori slowly approached the rabbit where she sat, setting the picture of Kelly and Seven down in front of her. “Officer Hopps right? If you have any valuable information regarding Ms Handerson’s whereabouts It would be necessary for this investigation if you told us. So many innocent mammals' lives are in danger with those two running around doing God knows what. You’d be doing not only me, but all of Zootopia a great service.” 

Judy anxiously rubbed her shoulder, feeling conflicted about what to do. She glanced down at the photo once more, seeing them so happy together made her believe there was more to the story than what she was being told. Then again, she had to think of the safety of everybody else. The bunny felt a paw being gently placed on her shoulder, she turned to Nick, seeing his trademark carefree but reassuring smile brought up her confidence just a little bit.

“There’s no pressure partner. I know you’ll make the right decision.” Nick calmly stated. 

Judy took a deep breath and looked into the coyote's piercing yellow eyes, “Okay. I’ll tell you where she is.”

“Splendid!” The coyote gave an unsettling toothy grin and spun back around and returned to Chief Bogo’s side. “Now all I need you to do is find them, and bring them back to me alive. Another thing too, let’s also refrain from speaking of this to anybody. Or there will be very severe consequences.”

“Seven! Come on down, I made us dinner!” I heard Kelly call from downstairs.

Just in time too. I had just finished taking a nice refreshing shower and after so long, with warm water no less. Here I didn’t have to worry about a million eyes watching me while I showered to make sure I wasn’t “plotting” anything. I’d set my clothes in the large laundry hamper that was sitting in the far right corner of the bathroom. 

I exited the bathroom and walked downstairs, the strong fishy scent smacking straight into my nostrils. Not the unpleasant fish smell either, the tasty kind that made my stomach rumble. I sat down at the table in the dining room where a bowl was placed. Filled with a steamy hot meal I had yet to properly identify. The bowl was filled with shiny white rice, chunks of what looked like salmon were sprinkled through the rice along with an assortment of vegetables like carrots, corn, peas, and chili peppers.

I picked the spoon that sat beside, scooping up a mountain of the flavorful meal and letting its contents settle in my mouth as delighted in the taste explosion. Kelly sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the table.

“How is it?” She asked.

“This is really good, I wish I knew you were such an amazing cook. I would’ve asked you to prepare my meals instead of eating from the cafeteria.” I signed with my hands before going back to eating.

“Aww you, I appreciate the compliments. I’m not the best cook, but I strive to please.” Kelly grinned as she playfully waved her paw, tail swishing vibrantly behind her. “Oh! I’m just remembering something. While you were in the shower I went out and bought you some more stuff.”

She set a large plastic bag on the table and scooted it over to me. I wonder what she got me?

I set the spoon back in the bowl and pushed it aside. Opening up the bag I dug my arms through all the loose plastic before retrieving some kind of mask. One that was sculpted to replicate the appearance of a canine, specifically a wolf. It was lined with very realistic gray fabric that felt exactly like real wolf fur on my fingers. Two tennis ball sized holes were cut into the facial area, presumably so the wearer could see.

“Where did you get this? This looks way too real.” I signed with my hands, blown away by the realism of the mask.

“I commissioned it online. I thought it would be pretty useful to have when we go outside.” Kelly replied. What did she mean by that?

“What do you mean? I can’t go out there, it’s not safe. Mammals will freak out won’t they?” 

“If you’re wearing that you won’t.” The wolf then placed her paws in my hands, giving me a reassuring smile that always seemed to bring me back down to earth. “I didn’t break you out of the lab just to keep you locked up in here will little ol me. I meant it when I said I’d take you out into the city. We’ll just have to wait for a month or two until I’m sure the authorities aren’t looking for us anymore, we can hide out here until then. Good thing they don’t know we’re here.”

I nodded in agreement before going back to finish up my meal. Kelly left the table and left the dining room, I heard the stairs creaking letting me know she was heading upstairs. About five minutes had passed since I finished up the last bit of my dinner. Scooting my chair out, I got up and left the table making sure to place the dirty dishes in the sink before heading into the living room and excitedly plopped back down on the couch. I looked over at the tv which was currently on, tuned into a random channel. It was a gameshow of some kind.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

“ZPD! Open up the door! We have a warrant for your arrest!” A voice boomed from the other side of the door.

The police? It couldn’t be. I felt my heart drop into the deepest pits of my stomach. This couldn’t be happening, I didn’t escape just to be taken back to that place hours later. Kelly came rushing down the stairs, fear and panic written all over her face as well.

“What do we do?”

“Um…the backdoor! We can try that.” She answered, grabbing my wrist and taking me into the kitchen. The wolf gasped upon seeing that the officers were already well prepared for that, a few cops visible through the glass window, standing on the other side of the door with their weapons drawn and pointed towards us. “That’s not gonna work!...Oh! The garage, let’s go!”

She turned in a blur of black dashing towards the garage door. I turned my attention to the table where the bag that contained my mask sat, I had a strong feeling I was forgetting something. I snatched up the bag knowing the item would prove useful later down the line.

We made our way towards the garage, within moments we were inside. Handerson scrambled through her pockets before eventually finding the car keys and immediately unlocking the door. She seated herself in the driver’s seat, while I took the passenger seat next to her. I wasted no time and hurriedly buckled myself in. Running from the cops was the last thing we should do, but desperate times call for desperate measures. The car came to life, engine purring loudly.

“Sit tight, the ride’s gonna be a little bumpy.” the canine warned before slamming her foot down on the gas sending us crashing through the garage door and out in the open. There had to at least be a couple dozen of them out here and heavily armored too. Police cruisers and trucks surrounded the front of the house, but somehow Kelly managed to maneuver through the vehicles attempting to block her way with the quickest reaction speed I’d ever witnessed firsthand. The car bounded over a hill and straight onto the open dirt road. I whipped my head back to see a few cruisers far behind us which only encouraged the wolf scientist to keep her foot firmly pressed down the gas pedal. Thankfully that helped us gain some distance.

"Now what's the plan?” 

“We’re heading to the train station, the next train should be leaving in five minutes. Thankfully it’s right down the street so we have more than enough time to get there.” She calmly explained keeping her focus trained on the road ahead, the small train station becoming more visible in the distance. 

How she managed to keep a level head through all of this, despite how intense the situation was made me feel extraordinarily lucky to have her watching over me. Her determination was inspiring.

Finally we had reached our destination. The van came screeching to a halt. We arrived just in time too. A breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the train hadn't left yet. I unbuckled my seat belt ready to make a beeline for the train and reached for the door handle but felt Kelly’s furry paw grip my arm, turning to face her I’d noticed a remorseful frown on her muzzle. 

“What’s the matter? We’re so close! The train’s right there!”

“They haven’t caught up to us yet. I don’t think you’re gonna like this idea but you’ll have to go on your own. I’ll distract the police long enough so you can get away.”

My breath hitched in my throat at her request.

“What? Why? We can leave together! I can’t be alone again. Where would I even go? I-”

Kelly placed her hands on my shoulders, and pulled me into a comforting embrace. I became overwhelmed by the entire situation and let the tears fall, silently crying onto the wolf’s shoulder, staining it with warm tears.

“I know hun, it’s okay but I know that you’re capable of hiding somewhere until I find you. You’re so much stronger and smarter than you realize. Just do it for me…please.”

I nodded my head feeling utterly destroyed inside. We broke away from the hug and I shut the door, squeezing my head into the mask and throwing my hood over it. I so badly wanted to inject and change her mind but I stood and did nothing. Helplessly watching her speed off down the road. The cops tailing right behind her, and clueless that I was here thankfully. The sound of loud blaring police sirens becoming more and more faint.

Not wanting her sacrifice to be in vain, I dashed towards the train seeing the door now beginning to close. Right at the last second I was able to squeeze through the gap and into the train, a strong refreshing breeze hitting my form the moment my body was fully inside the now moving express. I was even more at ease seeing that I was apparently the only passenger on this ride. I stared out the window watching Bunnyburrow fade away and seeing the large city of Zootopia only increase in size.

“What have I gotten myself into?” I pondered in my head. “I hope you’re safe Kelly.”

Chapter Text

-One Hour Later-

“Now Arriving In Zootopia”

The train let out a metallic screech that could be heard throughout the train as it halted to a stop. The automatic doors opened with a hiss and I stepped out, now vulnerable and in the open. Mammals of all different kinds had going about their daily routines, I was swarmed. Though my worries were set aside when I realized nobody was paying attention to me. With this information in mind, I allowed myself to relax and chose not to wait around for too long. Following the other pedestrians out of the station and into the open city which brought me out into some sort of open park.

Upon leaving almost immediately stopped in my tracks, mouth agape and eyes widened in amazement. Zootopia is so much more vibrant and lively when you’re actually here. Suddenly a loud gurgle erupted from my stomach, bringing me back down to earth, hunger pains…

I quickly remembered that I wasn’t here to take in the scenery. I was in a dire situation at the moment and needed to come up with a plan and fast. First I’d need to find something to eat. Then find somewhere private to settle down and learn the layout of this massive city.

A trio of mammals, a zebra, a painted dog smoking a cigarette, and a horse standing over the water fountain chatting amongst each other had piqued my interest. They seemed pretty chill for the most part, maybe I could ask them for instructions? So I decided to approach them and waved once they had become aware of my presence.

“Uh…hey. Can we help you?” The horse questioned, seeming bothered by my intrusion.

“I hope I’m not bothering you fellas. I actually just arrived here and I’m currently in need of some instructions. You guys know the nearest restaurant by chance?” I attempted to communicate hoping at least one of them was familiar with sign language. Even though the chances were slim to none, there was no harm in trying.

“What are you doing? You can’t talk or something buddy?” The zebra asked in a condescending manner.

“He’s using sign language dumbass.” The painted dog grunted in annoyance. He brought the cigarette to his mouth, taking a drag and ejecting a cloud of smoke through his lips. “Obviously…and he’s asking for directions to a food joint.”

“Um..Y-yeah of course I knew that. Wait, how did you know that?” The zebra scoffed.

“My cousin Marty was deaf.” The spotted canine dryly replied. He took one final puff and plucked his cigarette on the ground, grinding on it with his bare foot. He brought an arm over my shoulder, bringing my face uncomfortably close to his. It wasn't a very pleasant experience with the breath he had. “But we’ll help ya since we’re so generous. In fact, we were actually about to grab a bite ourselves, right guys?”

Both equines exchanged confused glances and within a split second, both shared a mischievous grin. Like they were both in on some hidden secret. Something was off, these guys were walking red flags clearly, but I can’t judge too soon. Maybe they’re just a group of oddballs whose dynamic I don’t understand. I was too desperate to get something in my stomach to over analyze it.

“Yeah, sure pal. We don’t mind you tagging along.” The Horse said with a smile, his demeanor shifting in a matter of seconds.

“Great! You guys don’t understand how grateful I am.”

“Don’t mention bud. Do right by others and they’ll do right by you and all that other shit. The name’s Ashton, but my buddies here call me Asher. These two good-for-nothings are Caden and Clyde.” The painted dog introduced himself before pointing at the horse and then the Zebra in that order. 

“Nice to meet you guys, I’m Seven.”

“Pleasure’s all ours Sev.” Asher smirked, patting me on the back. “We should get goin, I know a good takeout joint right around the corner. I think you’d like it. Have you ever had wontons before?”

If I wasn’t entirely sure something was up before, I was definitely suspicious now. The walk to this and I quote “takeout joint” was taking forever. We had to at least be walking for thirty minutes now and there were no signs of us stopping anytime soon. On top of that the whole walk has been very quiet, not once did my guides acknowledge me or each other. 

“Not that I don’t appreciate the help and all, but are we almost there?”

“We actually here now, just take the left through that alley there.” Asher pointed. “Don’t worry pal, we’re right behind you.”

Taking the left as requested I realized I was in an empty dark alley, with the exception of an old rusted red van that was parked on the walking path in front of me. In other words, there wasn’t a damn thing here. As I should’ve expected, this was a setup from the beginning.

THWACK!

I had no time to react as fist collided with the back of my head, sending me crashing on the ground. Groaning in pain and holding my scalp, now dealing with one of the most head splitting headaches I’ve ever had the displeasure of experiencing. Maniacal cackling coming from the trio echoed in my mind as they cornered me. Caden and Clyde grabbed both my arms before hoisting my weakened body up and forcing me to face their leader. The bloodthirsty canine threw a nasty punch into my gut, knocking all the wind out of my lungs.

“Holy shit, you’re dumber than I thought you were. You actually believed me? Man, if there’s one thing we can agree on you’re not definitely not from around these parts.” Asher chuckled before reeling back his fist, aiming for my face this time. “So I do sincerely apologize beforehand for what I’m about to do, but take it as a learning experience.”

PANG!

Before the blow could strike my face, a trash can lid came spinning through the air like a frisbee. Crashing into the canine’s head. Asher stumbled back in a temporary daze before shaking his head. He turned in the direction of where the lid had come from, his eyes expanding to the size of dinner plates.

“Aw shit, not this guy again.” Caden whimpered in fear.

“I don’t what you assholes are up to this time, but you’re in my fucking way. Now beat it! Before I really get pissed off.” a deep booming voice interjected.

“You got it man, we’re out of here.” Clyde said.

Their grips on my arms loosened and I collapsed to the ground. I panted heavily, lifting myself off the ground as I watched the cowards scamper like cockroaches down the street. I patted my close down, ridding my clothes of any dust or debris they may have picked up off the ground.

“Yo, you good? Must be new in town if you let those pricks of all mammals get the jump on you.” The heavy voiced stranger commented. Yet I looked around in every direction but could find the source of the voice. “Down here!”

My face morphed into one of pure bewilderment, which thankfully he couldn’t see me making inside the mask. A male fennec fox casually stared back up at me. That’s where that voice came from? There was no way this was the guy those thugs were deathly afraid of. He barely even made it up to my knee, he was too adorable to be threatening.

He was a lithe little thing with tan fur and the large ears that sprouted feathery like hairs. There was no doubt in my mind they were taller than he was. He wore a black shirt with a vertical red stripe and olive green shorts. He sported brown eyes with dark gray rings around them with bags that sagged his eyelids, suggesting old age or stress. Maybe even a combination of both. I gave him a thumbs up to symbolize my satisfaction.

"Aight cool, you should be going now if you know what’s good for ya. Lotta crooks and criminals that hang around here so I wouldn’t recommend staying if I were you. “ The fennec remarked as he pushed me aside, walking towards the broken down van which I assumed belonged to him. He leapt up, his small body hanging from the door handle, using his upper body strength to forcefully yank it down. Letting go just in time he landed on his feet with no issue at all, stepping back as he allowed the door to swing open. 

Despite being so small, the little guy surely knew how to take advantage of his size. He leapt onto the bumper and climbed inside, turning around to glance at me one more time. As he stared I could see the tensed up muscles in his face relax as his eyes softened. Without uttering a single word, he shut the door. Now I was all alone again, a little banged up but in decent shape nonetheless. I was grateful things didn’t escalate. The situation could be worse.

A loud rumble erupted from the sky, the cerulean sky shifted into a depressing shade of gray as a plethora of clouds rolled in. A dark shadow hovering beneath them and covering the city. I held out my hand, wet droplets landing on my open palm.

“Oh come on, you’ve gotta be kidding me.” I scoffed in my head.

I just had to accept the harsh reality. I’m lost, I have absolutely no clue where I am or where I’m going. Kelly’s gone and probably in jail by now for being an accomplice to my escape. I almost got the shit kicked out of me, and now I’m trapped outside in the pouring rain. All of the hope I had remaining had been drained from my very being. I was screwed beyond comprehension and I doubt my luck could change anytime soon.

I settled on taking cover by a dumpster at least until the storm has passed. I couldn’t be anymore frustrated by the circumstances. Why did this have to happen to me of all people? I folded my legs against my chest and buried my face in my knees shamefully. What other option did I have? Starve to death and rot in the rain, that’s what.

“You’re still here?” I heard the fennec call. I lifted my head back up to see the small fox peeking out through the half open door. I nodded and he sighed before taking a look around. “Aight, bring your ass in here before I change my mind.”

My eyes widened in disbelief at his offer. A hopeful smile was now curling my lips. I got back up on my feet within seconds and sprinted over to the van. The vulpine stepped back, giving me enough space to enter his vehicle. It was very roomy inside, I was beyond amazed by his set up.

“Just don’t touch anything, or else.” He threatened.

As soon as I entered, a cozy and welcoming warm gust of air enveloped my body. The smell of new car freshener lingering in the air. On the far left corner there was a mattress the size of a large couch cushion that laid flat, a blue mini cooler placed at the foot of the bed. Across from it was a table, with an ashtray and lamp on top along with a neat stack of magazines. This gave me the impression he was either homeless or a drifter even.

Two bean bags were placed on opposite sides of each other, so I chose to seat myself in one. The friendly fennec would seat himself on the opposite side of me, eyes intensely glaring into the depths of my soul.

He dug into his pocket and pulled out a lighter and a box of cigarettes, flipping the lid over and fishing one out. He set the box down and sparked a flame using the lighter, dousing the end of the cigarette in the tiny flame before taking a puff.

“So, since I’m letting you chill in my crib for the meantime I think it’s only fair you give me something in return.” He suddenly spoke, plucking some of the ash into the tray meant to hold it. “I just want some answers. That’s all, nothing big, ya get me?”

I nodded, but then the idea of how I would give said answers came to mind. It was at this moment I realized how much of a crutch being mute is. Especially now I’m no longer in a setting where I’m accommodated with tools to help me communicate.

“What’s your name? Where are you from?” He asked. I tried to respond but no words would come out. At first the small fennec seemed aggravated by my silence before he asked me another question. “What are you mute or somethin?”

I immediately nodded my head, thankful he caught on right away.

“Wait here.” He said. The fox left his chair and proceeded to climb into the passenger seat. I carefully watched him rummage through the glove compartment. He retrieved an empty notepad and a black pen and returned to me, setting the items down in front of me and seated himself. “Proceed.”

I firmly gripped the pen between my fingers, pulling the notepad closer. I scribbled down a response and held up the paper, turning it around to face my host.

“I go by Seven. I just arrived from Bunnyburrow not too long ago. Thanks for letting me stay by the way, I owe you one.”

“Seven huh? Doesn’t ring a bell to me so I guess that checks out, you’re a long way from home. What brings a country bumpkin like you to this shithole of a city? Don’t tell me you’re another one of those crackpot tourists?”

Country Bumpkin? I was offended at his particular choice of wording and I wasn’t even from the countryside. Although he wasn’t wrong about me being a tourist of sorts. My situation was just far more complex in a way he probably wouldn’t be able to digest. But that part that struck me most was how he addressed Zootopia, was it really that bad here? I’ve always pictured this place as Heaven on Earth.

“I guess you could say that. Since we’re playing twenty questions here, May I ask what I’m supposed to call you?”

He hesitated before answering, “Name’s Finnick, if anybody asks you don’t know me.”

Finnick? Looking at him now the name actually suits him. I then also noticed his name was a play on words for his species. I wondered if that was intentional.

“Pleased to meet you, Finnick. Do you live here?”

“In fact I do, you have a problem with that?” Finnick questioned defensively. I quickly waved my hands and shook my head.

“Not at all! I actually don’t have a home myself. There’s no shame in that, I won’t judge. It's not my place to judge others for their problems.”

“Hmph, very modest of you.” Finnick said. I then noticed him squinting his eyes, scanning my body and not saying a word. Gaining eye contact with me again he leaned forward. Seeing him stare so intensely through my mask like he could see me, the real me. “So what kind of mammal are you supposed to be anyways? Cuz you ain’t no wolf that’s for certain.”

A lump got caught in my throat, my heart beating, beginning to pick up speed.

“What are you talking about?” 

“Don’t play dumb with me, you’re wearing a mask and an ugly one at that.” Finnick retorted, rolling his eyes seemingly unimpressed. With one final puff of smoke he pressed the bud of the cigarette onto the tray, putting it out completely. “You may fool the idiots out there but you can’t fool me. What are you really?”

I wasn’t exactly sure what to say. At the same time I didn’t wanna piss this guy off either. The way he had my attackers shaking in their pants earlier made me fear the possibility of what would happen if I hadn’t responded right away or given an answer that didn’t satisfy him. He wrote down my reply. It was risky, but everything I’ve done leading up to this so far was nothing but that.

“I can’t really say, but if I were to show you, think you can keep a secret?”

“Depends.” The fennec fox vaguely responded before leaning back in the chair, propping his feet up on the table. “Now enough with the gatekeeping, show me already you’re taking too long.”

I inhaled a gust of oxygen into my lungs and exhaled in hopes of slowing calming myself down. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. Bringing my hands up to my head, clutching onto the mask tightly. I begrudgingly wiggled my neck out the hole at the bottom, and set the prop down on the table. 

Finnick’s eyes grew, almost about to pop out of his head at the revelation of my secret.

Chapter Text

-Zootopia Police Department-

The past twenty four hours had been hectic to say the least. With Zootopia still on lockdown and the authorities on high alert, it only made things more difficult for everyone involved. But soon they would soon receive some kind of clue when a particular rabbit cop revealed some very interesting information. Soon a handpicked group of officers were sent to the given coordinates to investigate.

Judy impatiently tapped her foot on the ground, disappointed that Bogo had prevented her along with Nick from going themselves. Not of his own volition or lack of confidence in their capabilities, it was more of a suggestion from Kori himself. His reasoning being he didn’t want the rabbit’s emotional connection to Handerson to “hinder” her ability to properly carry out the wolf’s arrest. They were forced to wait in the lobby until they received further updates.

“Something on your mind fluff? Come on, talk to me.” Nick inquired noticing Judy’s agitation.

“I’m just…confused and scared and I can’t stop thinking about that…thing either.” Judy answered, staring at the ground lost in her own thoughts. 

“Yeah, don’t remind me. I’ve never seen something so…bald.” Nick shivered. “The fact that thing is still out there somewhere worries me.”

“You and me both, Nick. I still can’t believe Kelly is wrapped up in all this somehow. Of all mammals, she’d be the last I expected.” Judy muttered.

“It usually is the ones you least expect, we of all mammals should know that.”  Nick added while hinting at a certain sheep they had locked behind bars two years ago. Their conversation would get interrupted when they noticed the front doors bursting open, their leader entering the building to Judy's surprise. Seeing her friend, cuffed and in Bogo’s custody. A guilt ridden expression plastered over the canine's face as she stared at the ground. Her eyes drifted upward and grew once the bunny was in her sights. Judy instinctually ran over to them with a newfound sense of concern for her friend.

“Judy?” was all the wolf could muster. 

“Kelly? Are you okay? What happened?” Judy asked.

“Too much to explain in one sitting” Kelly answered.

“Officer Hopps.” Chief Bogo would interject. “I trust that you can escort Ms Handerson to the interrogation room. I have a lot on my plate at the moment.”

“Of course sir.” Judy nodded. Chief Bogo trudged his way out through the front doors leaving the two cops to monitor over the wolf scientist. Judy and Nick guided Kelly into the interrogation room. The room itself was pretty small, but big enough to contain a table and four chairs. Kelly willingly seated herself while Judy and Nick sat across from her.

A million thoughts raced in her head as she could feel her world crumbling around her. With Seven gone it only made the swelling pain in her heart worsen. Out of all the choices she’d made in her life she wasn’t entirely sure if leaving Seven was one she was proud of. Even though in her heart she believed the human would prevail and hold on long enough until she found him again. Judy pulled out her notepad and carrot pen, flipping to an empty page, pen patiently waiting on paper.

“Before we start, you already know me but this is Officer Wilde. He’ll be assisting me.” Judy said, gesturing to the fox who gave a friendly wave to Kelly.

“Salutations Ms Handerson.” He smiled.

“Yes, I know about you. Nick Wilde, you're the first fox to ever join the force. I know it’s a bit late but I congratulate you on the position. How’s the job treating you?” The wolf inquired.

“Thank you. I see someone’s done their homework. Believe me the job’s alright, it’s got its pros and cons but having carrots here by side through the trials and tribulations makes it all worthwhile.” Nick replied and gestured towards the bunny cop.

“Oh you.” Judy bashfully waved her paw. “But now that introductions are out of the way, we’re gonna start asking some questions if that’s okay with you?”

“It’s expected, I know where I am. Let’s get this over with.” Kelly agreed before solemnly shifted her gaze to stare at an empty corner of the room. Here came the hard part. She swallowed the lump in her throat and prepared for the first question.

“Your boss, Mr Johnson, already informed us of what happened. We just wanna hear your side of the story. Make sure everything adds up and if it turns out you’re not who we’re looking for, you’re free to go.” Nick would explain in a very relaxed manner. 

After all, it’s part of the procedure to give the wolf a chance to explain herself. Even if she gave them her side, Kori made an interesting case for himself. The pictures he’d shown them were unbelievably damning. His evidence was more than enough to convince not just Judy and Nick, but their entire department that Handerson had some sort of involvement in Seven’s disappearance.

“Okay, we were told that yesterday afternoon you were fired from Johnson Tech and Bio?” Judy asked.

“Yes, that is correct.” Kelly replied.

“Care to tell us what happened after that? You can start at the beginning if you need to and take as much time as you need.” Nick suggested with emphasis on his last statement. “Every detail counts.”

“Okay…” Kelly agreed before allowing an exhausted sigh to escape her lips. 

She accepted that she’d have to give a recounting of events, but of course the wolf knew she would have to carefully choose her words. As to not slip up and say the wrong thing, have any inconsistencies in her story or even worse, possibly say something that could give the authorities a lead on where the human was possibly located. 

“After I was fired I left and went back to my apartment. Obviously I was devastated, I really enjoyed my job. I spent years getting degrees and climbing the ranks, just to be discarded like trash.” Handerson replied.

“That’s a reasonable reaction to losing the job of your life. So what happened then?” Nick was well aware that some key details that Kori had informed them of prior were missing, but allowed the wolf to continue.

“I packed all my things and moved back to my parent’s house in bunnyburrow. That’s when you showed up.” Kelly replied, before looking at Judy.

“What about… him ?” Judy asked hesitantly. Obviously alluding to somebody but not saying their name. This of course got a reaction out of Kelly, her ears flattening to the side of her head. Eyes darting around anxiously, stumped by the question but quickly regained her composure.

“I…don’t know what you’re talking about Judy.” The wolf retorted defiantly and crossed her arms. Turning to face away from the two cops.

The two cops feared that Judy’s question may have deterred the wolf from complying with them. Nick decided to step in once again, going for a more gentle approach. 

“Listen, we don’t know all the details. That’s why we’re talking to you now. We wanna get to the bottom of things so we can all walk out of this happy. Johnson…showed us the photos with you and Seven. I don’t know about my fellow officers, but I think this is all a big misunderstanding.” The fox would state with full conviction.

Handerson’s face relaxed and she looked at Nick, locking eyes with the vulpine. This wasn’t some kind of joke was it? He seemed almost genuine, was he taking her side maybe? Kelly struggled to study the fox, but Judy knew the fox long enough to know what he was doing.

“I can tell you two have a good relationship. For you to go to such lengths, you clearly care about him.” Nick continued.

“What are you getting at, Officer Wilde?” Kelly questioned, unsure of where the conversation was heading.

“Don’t you want him to be safe? If you told us where he was, we could find him. Once that happens, we can try to help where we can so nothing bad happens to either of you.” Nick answered.

“You’re making promises you can’t keep.” The wolf sighed before continuing. 

At this rate she might as well stop holding back with giving the officers the full story. 

“I’m never going home anyways, so I might as well tell somebody else. I don’t know what Mr Johnson told you both, but Seven is not a threat to a single mammal in this city. I know you two think I'm crazy, and sometimes I believe that myself but you don’t understand how special he is.”

“Special?” Judy prodded.

“We’ve concluded he may be a mammal that predates this planet’s current population.” The wolf answered before leaning back in her chair and folding her arms. “In other words, he’s what came before us.”

“Where’d you guys get that conclusion from?” Nick asked. The mind wrecking information would make him reconsider everything he’s ever learned in life. Like he was being told some ancient knowledge of the world only a rare few had access to, which he was.

“Well for one, he didn’t come from the stars like you two were probably expecting. We found him underground.”

“Underground???” Judy and Nick questioned in unison.

Handerson nodded her head at the bewildered cop and continued. They wanted answers, they’ll get just that.

“About three years ago a couple of archeologists employed by Kori himself were out doing research at a dig site. They eventually stumbled upon what they at first thought was a sarcophagus of some kind from an ancient civilization but we had no idea how wrong we were. It was brought back to the lab for studying and that's when we managed to finally get it open after some time, that's when we found Seven. At first we thought he was dead but it seemed he was on the verge of waking up from a coma. He didn’t look as…healthy back then either. I couldn’t tell you both how many times I expected to find him dead, yet he prevailed. Of course gaining his trust at first was incredibly hard, but he warmed up to me quicker than expected.”

“Why are you telling us this?” Judy asked. There was nothing the wolf could gain from revealing such confidential information.

“Because I know at the end of the day I believe you two would be responsible enough to make the right choices having his information in mind. After all, you two cracked the biggest conspiracy in Zootopia. I know you have a job to do and I want you to understand that despite what Kori has to say about him. Seven isn’t some mindless savage beast, he’s scared and confused and now he’s in a world where he’s the minority by a long shot. I don’t regret doing what I did, because he deserves to be free. Not locked up and treated like a monster.” Kelly replied. “He’s just as intelligent as us, he understands our language, he knows how to read and summarize a book he’s read from with spot on accuracy. His reading and writing skills are on the twelfth grade level and his intelligence is on par with the average mammal. He loves to paint! I’ve seen him paint an entire house with his eyes closed! If only you two could see for yourselves. There’s something so…beautiful about what he is. Like the universe staring back at itself.”

There was no telling what to make of this barrage of info. As Kelly recalled the story, the two cops found themselves feeling increasingly more conflicted. The simple lesson of not judging on an appearance was something both officers abided by. Their life experiences alone were enough proof of that. Just then a couple of knocks rang out from the door.

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

“Hello in there! Can I come in?” Then suddenly without warning a certain coyote peeked his head in through the door, a smug grin plastered on his muzzle before outright barging in. “Of course I can, I'm rich.”

Just as he’d entered the room, he and Kelly immediately locked eyes. The wolf could feel Johnson’s pent up aggression and resentment as his eyes bore into her soul. He’d been waiting for this moment, to see her face, the nerve of her. To meddle in his business based on childish fantasies.

“So they did catch you, traitor. Tell me, what did you hope to accomplish exactly? Was it worth it?” Cori spat with venom in his voice. Leaning over the table to stare into the depths of her soul, he wanted her to feel his unrelenting anger.

“Sir, with all due respect. We’d appreciate it if you didn’t interfere with this.” Judy chimed in trying to sound as polite as possible.

“I understand Officer Hopps, but I am furious and rightfully so.” The coyote retorted.

“Well you’re free to express your frustrations when we’re through here.” Nick chimed in. “You’ll just have to wait. Patience is key my friend.”

“You know what? You’re right. I’ll let the authorities handle you.” He agreed, taking a deep breath and backing away from the table. Putting his arms behind his back, and making his way back over to the door. “You’ve got 24 hours, Handerson. If you choose to be stubborn for that long I’ll take matters into my own paws and believe me you don’t want that.”

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“W-What the fuck? H-How the fuck?” Finnick stammered, his eyes agape. Not paying much attention to his surroundings the tiny fox would slip and fall off his chair landing on his hindquarters. He hurriedly grabbed the handle of his bat and got to his feet. Standing all the way near the van’s back doors, trying to keep his distance from me.

“I know, I look weird but I promise I won’t hurt you.”

“Yeah right, like I’ll fall for that shit fool.” Finnick cursed, the grip on his bat only getting tighter.

“I’ll tell you everything, just put the bat down and we can talk.

Now most would lose their minds if they saw what I truly looked like, but Finnick, although visibly startled by my appearance, he remained calm but cautious of me. He slowly inched his way over to the table, eyes trained in on me before sitting back down in his seat. The bat was still tightly clenched in his paws.

Thankful for his generosity, I smiled with gratitude and went back to writing another reply. I deeply appreciated his act of mercy at would I could perceive what was for him a reality shattering revelation. “Thank you.”

“Yeah yeah, now are you gonna keep me in suspense or what?” Finnick huffed impatiently.

“I appreciate this, honestly. As far as I’m aware, I'm a human.”

“A human huh? Kind of mammal is that?” Finnick asked, raising a brow.

“I’m not exactly sure, I just know that’s what I am and I’m the only. It’s all I can remember about myself really. I’m not actually from Bunnyburrow, before I was living in a lab but I escaped and now I’m on the run.” I ripped the sheet of paper free from the notepad, placing it on the table and sliding it over to him. Finnick's eyes drifted down the page before looking back up at me and leaning back in his chair. 

“Damn, that sounds like some sci-fi shit. Unfortunately for you though it also sounds like a personal problem. I’m dodging the heat myself, and having you around will only make it harder. Like I said before, when the rain clears you’re on your own again.” Finnick shrugged. I sighed and lowered my head sadly. I decided to make the most of being able to sit down and reflect on my current situation, thanks to the fennec.

“I need a drink.” The fox announced, briefly breaking the silence.

Finnick got out of his chair and walked over to the cooler, lifting the lid revealing numerous cold beverages buried in ice. The fox dug through the freezing cold ice cubes before fishing out a clear bottle, halfway full with a crystal clear liquid sloshing around inside. Seating himself back down, he took one paw placing it under the heavier end of the bottle and putting the other around the neck carefully pouring it into his cup.

“You want a drink?” He politely asked as he set the bottle down. 

“What is it?”

“Zootopia’s finest vodka on the market right now.” Finnick replied, taking a sip from the glass cup. I waved my hands in a rejecting manner and he instantly understood. “Suit yourself then, you probably need one more than me. Speaking of, how old are you even supposed to be anyways?”

Hearing his question had caused my brain to freeze up as I had now pondered the question. Yet somehow no answer, I remember not really remembering anything about myself when I woke up in this world. My name, my age, my family if I had one, what my life was like before all this. The last time I was asked such a conflicting question was when I was first introduced to Kelly. Ever since then, I've never had a clear cut answer to give. After they found out that I was essentially mute and had little to no clue about any personal information about myself, they wrote me off as having a severe case of amnesia. It still struck me as odd that out of all the hundreds of things about myself I could’ve had any recollection of, the name of my species was the only one?

“I don’t know how old I am, or anything else about myself for that matter.”

“Geez kid, you really are lost.” Finnick commented before downing the rest of his drink and placed the cup back on the table. He then gave me an unexpected sympathetic glare before clearing his throat and turning to face away from me. “Listen, I don’t know shit about how to deal with whatever you are or your situation but I may know someone nutty enough who may.”

“Really?” I asked with a glimmer of hope in my eyes.

“Yup, she lives in a junkyard not too far from here.” Finnick said.

“You’ll take me there?”

“I usually charge for gas, but it’s obvious you ain’t got a penny on ya. Because I’m bored and I have nothing better to do, I'll take you to her.” Finnick answered. 

Her? So the mammal in question was a woman. Finnick left the table and climbed into the driver’s seat. Holding onto the notepad I followed right behind him, stuffing my head back into my mask as I sat down on the passenger’s side. I wanted to hug the little guy although I feared he most likely wouldn’t reciprocate the same response.

“Thank you so much Finnick! You’ve been nothing but generous to me this whole time, I wish there was some way I could repay you.”

“Wanna repay me? We can start by going our separate ways when I take you to her spot. You didn’t see me and I didn’t see you, capiche?” Finnick asked. I nodded in agreement. “Good.”

Finnick twisted his key in the ignition a few times, the engine refusing to cooperate at first until Finnick’s fourth attempt. The van coming to life engine rumbling loudly. He reached over and turned one of the dials on the radio, turning up the volume. Generic metal rock music blasting from the speakers. Then I wondered how someone of Finnick’s size would be able to drive. That’s when I saw that the clutch, brake, and accelerator were heavily modified. The metal limbs that held them in place were much longer, long enough to where it wouldn’t be troublesome for the fennec to operate his vehicle.

I slowly blinked before letting out an exhausting yawn that seemed to zap all the remaining energy out of me. I wrote one last note, handing it to the fox.

“Thanks again for this Finnick, you’re a kind soul.”

After finishing the note I noticed his hardened expression had faltered. If I were seeing things correctly, I’d almost say the fox was concealing a half smile from my field of view.

“Oh…um…don’t mention it kid.” Finnick replied, his demeanor much kinder now.

He put the van in drive, backing out of the alley and into the open street. Pressing his foot down on the gas we went at a moderate speed down the road. I leaned my head back, slowly blinking feeling myself succumbing to my tired state. My eyes shut for the final time and vision went blank as I allowed myself to drift off to sleep.

THUMP!!!

I was suddenly ejected out of my sleep. My heart racing in my chest, eyes dancing around in my sockets as I nervously scanned my surroundings. Then everything came back to me once I saw that I was still in the van with my new friend.

“Sorry, speedbump.” Finnick apologized. “We’re here by the way.”

Looking out the window I’d seen we were no longer on a concrete road in the middle of downtown Zootopia. Now we were traveling down a dirt path as we passed rows of discarded beaten down cars that have clearly seen better days. Busted windows, impacts from collisions,  missing tires, some even had their tops completely stripped off. There were even piles of them messily stacked on top of each other in random corners of the yard. As we approached the end of the road a small wooden shack became visible.

“There’s her spot.” Finnick pointed where I was looking. The van slowly came to a halt before parking in front of the shack. “Alright, come on.”

We both hopped out the van, closing the doors behind us. Making our way to the door I was able to get a much closer inspection of the place. The wood exterior was rotted, the two front windows stained with grime and dirt which made it impossible to see anything inside. I couldn’t imagine any sane person who would willingly live in such conditions. Though I probably shouldn’t judge so soon, after all I was only looking at the outside. Maybe it was much cleaner on the inside. Now we stood at the front door. Finnick gestured towards the buzzer on the left side of the door where I was standing.

“Give that a press will ya.”

I nodded and reached forward, pressing my finger down on the doorbell.  A strange static like buzz would begin echoing from it. Standing side by side Finnick and I watched the door awaiting a response.

“WHO IS IT?!!!” a strong feminine voice barked. "I've got shears and I'm not afraid to use them!"

“It’s Finnick.” the vulpine answered.

“What’s the password?”

Finnick let out an exasperated groan, “Do I have to do this dumb shit everytime I come here? Open the damn door already.”

“Oh my god! It really is you Finn! I don’t know any other foxes with a potty mouth as big as yours.” They spoke in a cherry tone. “Buuuut…I’m still gonna need that password just to be safe.”

Finnick growled in frustration as he clenched his fist. He then let out a defeated huff, “Six Bloodlines.”

“See, was that so hard?” They asked in a teasing manner on the other side of the door to which Finnick responded by rolling his eyes in irritation. A couple of clicks came from the door before it came swinging open. Surprisingly I found myself somewhat excited at finally getting to meet this friend of Finnick’s.

We were greeted with the sight of a stout honey badger. She had a wide build, wild azure eyes, with black fur and a white stripe that went down from the top of her head all the way down to her short tail. Her outfit consisted of a dirty green camo tank top, khaki pants with an olive green tool belt wrapped around her waist. I also noticed a silver dog tag necklace dangled from her neck. If I recall correctly it was an indication that she may have been in the military at some point in her life.

“Finny! You grumpy bastard, it’s been months since we last spoke. Don’t just stand there, gimme a hug baby.” The badger smiled, extending out her arms preparing to hug the fennec.

“I don’t do hugs, unless you won’t miss having your arms.” Finnick threatened. The badger only responded with a hearty chortle, not seeming intimidated by his threat.

“Still the same old Finn.” She commented with a proud grin. She then looked past us as if she were expecting to see somebody else. “Where’s Nicky? He didn’t come with you?”

“Don’t know, don’t care.” Finnick shrugged with a frown. Seemingly bothered by the badger’s question. Nicky? Must be another animal that Finnick knows.

“Okay, I won’t pry.” Honey replied. That’s when she shifted her focus on me, leaning against the doorframe scanning my form up and down. I bashfully shifted my gaze elsewhere as I felt my cheeks heat up. “And who’s this tall drink of water?”

“Honey, this is Seven. He’s the reason why I’m here in the first place.” Finnick answered.

“Her name is Honey? Well isn’t that ironic?” I joked in my head.

“Well if that’s the case, come right on in.” Honey smirked, opening the door all the way, giving us room to step inside. Wasting no more time we entered. Honey quickly shutting the door behind us

I gotta admit, it didn’t look any better on the inside. The walls inside were just as worn and beat down as they were on the inside. The loose floorboards creaking underneath our feet as we followed Honey through the dilapidated shack. There wasn’t a single couch, tv, not even so much as a refrigerator in the kitchen. Eventually we were brought to a small room that was just as empty as the rest of the place. The only thing about this room that was easily notable was the brown carpet in the center. Also it was the same shade of brown as the wood beneath it, which helped it blend in perfectly.

“Alright here we are.” Honey muttered to herself.

I pulled out the notepad, flipping to an empty page and writing down my thoughts before handing it to Finnick.

“What am I supposed to be seeing here? Is that it?”

“Just give her a second.” Finnick whispered.

Honey bent down on her knees and firmly grabbed the thick edges of the carpet. She proceeded to drag the carpet to the far end of the room. A bunker door now visible due to no longer being concealed underneath the carpet. The badger grunted as she turned the valve, loud metallic scraping emanating from it before it eventually flipped over. Now there was now a leader leading down a gaping tunnel in the ground, Honey taking the lead and going down first.

“This way slowpokes!!!” She yelled from the hole. 

Finnick and I shared confused glances before he shrugged and went in next. I would soon follow after, taking my time down the latter so as to not slip or get caught in the bars. The deeper we descended down the hole it became increasingly more difficult to grasp my footing. I mentally breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed a bright light pouring in 

It only took a minute until we reached the bottom and now into a much bigger room. On the right side there were three massive shelves placed parallel to each other. Filled to the brim with many canned foods, snacks, and bottled water. On the far right was a chalk board with various pictures with no correlation to each other whatsoever, all connected by red lines like a massive spider web. Underneath written in bold red letters read “The Elite’s Endgame”.

Pinned up on another wall was a poster that showed a pyramid, every single level inhabited by white sheep in business suits. Except for the top where a single black sheep stood wearing a white robe. Above the pyramid were the words “Power” and “Money” side by side. I failed to understand the symbolism here.

We seated ourselves at a round table in the center of the room, Finnick and I sitting on the same side while Honey sat across from us. An excited grin plastered on her face, fangs peering through her friendly smile.

“So lemme guess, you stumbled down the Sheep Elite rabbit hole and now you wanna learn methods of protecting yourself from their influence on the masses?” Honey asked, her tail swaying rapidly behind her.

“No Honey, he’s not here for any of that kooky conspiracy nonsense.” Finnick pinched the bridge of his snout.

“Aww really? Not even a little bit?” She pleaded.

“NO!” Finnick barked.

“Okay Okay, don’t pop a gasket Finny.” Honey said.

Finnick then turned to look at me, “Show her already.”

Taking a deep breath I reached up to grab the edge of my mask. I shuffled my neck around, worming my way out of the air tight mask. My head finally breaking free, my hair puffing out now no longer confined to the restraints of my disguise. A cool breeze now brushing against my bare exposed skin. As Finnick did prior I expected her to at least freeze or tense up from the sight of me which she did at first.

“No fucking way…” Her eyes nearly popped out of her skull. She leapt out of her chair, making her way over to my side maintaining eye contact with me. Honey’s shaky lips curled into a smile of disbelief and astonishment. She reached out, her rough paws gently tracing my facial features. “This makes up for not bringing your ass around for the past few months. You brought an honest to god HUMAN into my home. Forget finding something for my birthday, this tops any gift.

“So you DO know what he is?” Finnick tilted his head in a questioning manner.

“Do I? Finnick, this guy right here is the missing puzzle piece to Zootopia’s History!” Honey replied. She forcefully extended my arm before taking my hand in her paws, examining the texture of skin on my palms. “All of my fellow truth seekers are gonna flip when they hear about this. Look at these fingers, I can only imagine the things you could do with these bad boys.”

Lady, you have no idea. 

“I seriously cannot believe this. Of all the mammals for this to happen to, why me?”  Honey giggled like she’d just heard the juiciest gossip.

“Tell me about it.” I heard Finnick mutter under his breath. “He needs help Honey.”

“With what?”

“Well for one, he can’t speak so he couldn’t tell ya if he wanted to.” Finnick answered.

“He can’t speak?” Honey asked, disappointed. That’s when she seemed to have gotten an idea. “OH! Wait here, I got just the thing to help our humanoid friend.”

She walked over to a corner on the far side of a room where a chest was sitting against the wall. I still wasn’t sure what to think of Honey at first, but I think she was beginning to grow on me. After minutes of watching random junk fly from out the chest Honey would cheer in victory before returning back to me. In her paws she was carrying a collar of some kind, I gotta admit my heart dropped at the sight of the new device but it was clear as day not another shock collar thank goodness.

Attached to the straps was a light metallic box with a speaker, a power lever sticking out on the right side and a red dial on the left. Three individual settings stood out written in black sharpie. “Grandpa” “Nerdy Alien” and “Nightmare”

“Where did you find that?” Finnick asked.

“A couple years back when I was still deployed my platoon stormed a lab that was operating without the proper authorization. We ended up shutting the place down and confiscating most of their shit. This collar was one of their ‘projects’ so I decided it would be better in my paws than theirs. Not like they’ll miss it anyways.” She explained.

"How does it work?" Finnick asked out of curiousity.

"It reads the vibrational pattern in your throat and basically predicts what what your gonna say. Best part is the different modes it has, it's the greatest party trick of all time I tell ya."

She then proceeded to strap the collar around my neck and pulled the power lever down. “So, which setting do you guys wanna try first?”

Finnick put a paw to his chin before a mischievous grin appeared, “I'll pick for him since he owe's me and all after helping him get this far. Let’s try that nightmare one.”

"You sure about that Finn? Not much of a treat for the ears if I'm being honest with ya."

Yes, I'm very sure. Now do it."

"Alright, you're the boss." Honey shrugged and would turn the dial until the "Nightmare" setting was activated. "Floor is all yours, big guy."

I opened my mouth to speak only for a horrific screeching voice to come blasting from the speaker. The words weren't even intelligble enough for me to understand and I was the one trying to make conversation here. Finnick and Honey placed their paws over their ears to protect them the ear splitting noise. Now I wasn't so much of a fan of this option.

"NEVERMIND! SWITCH IT BACK! SWITCH IT BACK!" Finnick yelled to the top of his lungs over the deafening sound. The badger being one step ahead of him, already expecting him to not be satisfied with the results, hurriedly switching it over to the "Grandpa" option.

After switching the dial to the appropriate setting before giving me the thumbs up, “Ok, we're on Grandpa now. Try to say something again.”

“Like what?” A weak raspy voice came from the speaker. I immediately covered my mouth in shock upon hearing myself talk for the first time. Granted it wasn’t my own voice, but it was more than enough to make me wanna bounce around the room. “I can speak! I can’t believe it! How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck would chuck wood! Yes! I can say it!”

“Good god, why does he sound like that?” Finnick groaned.

“Oh don't be dramatic Finnick. The setting is called grandpa after all. But hey, at least your new friend can speak now.”

“He’s not…my friend.” Finnick grunted through clenched teeth.

“Sure Finny, whatever you say.”

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“Okay, now that he can speak, what now?” Honey asked, putting her paws on her hips.

“Now he can leave me alone.” Finnick replied nonchalantly. He started making his way to the ladder leading to the exit. “I did what I agreed to, now I’m outta here.”

A pit grew in my stomach and I would frown seeing him so quick to leave. Obviously our departure was gonna happen eventually. I just couldn’t believe it’s already happening. Just when I thought I’d made a friend.

“You’re leaving already?” I asked, trying to hide my disappointment. I tried to follow after him, hoping to at least convince him to change his mind.

Finnick then whipped his head and shot a warning glare in my direction.

“Don’t act surprised kid, You knew this was coming. It’s been nice knowing you and all that sappy shit.” Finnick muttered. He continued making his way over the ladder, grabbing the first bar and before he began to make his exit he looked at me one final time. He gave me that same look from before, one full of sympathy but this time with a little regret. “If it makes you feel any better, I hope you find what you’re looking for.”

With that being said, I helplessly watched as the small fox climbed the ladder until he was out of view.

Even though we hadn’t known each other that long, I felt like we may have been becoming friends. I guess the feeling wasn’t mutual. Why do I always get ahead of myself like this?

Honey rubbed my shoulder, “Between you and me, I think he likes you.”

“You sure? He seemed pretty tired of having me around.” I retorted. I sulked back over to the table and sat back down, folding my arms.

“Don’t take it personally, big guy. Finn’s that way with everyone.” Honey said. “But I’m surprised he even helped you this far. I’ve never seen him go to such lengths to help anybody else since the last fella he was hangin with.”

"Wait really?" I asked surprised.

“Yeah, his name’s Nick. They were like two peas in a pod. I rarely ever saw them not together, but then he joined the five-o and I think it may have rubbed Finn the wrong way.“ Honey replied. “Hold up, how did you two even meet?”

“I was getting jumped by some jerks who said they’d help me find a spot to eat. Thankfully Finn saved my ass before it got too bad. He even let me stay in his van for a bit when it started raining.” I answered as I recalled our first interaction.

“Oh yeah he definitely likes you kid, probably just in denial about it.” Honey repeated. She leaned back in her chair propping her feet up on the table and crossing her arms as she watched me closely. “So you got any idea on what you’ll do next?”

I simply shrugged my arms, accepting my precarious position. What else was there left for me to do?

“I don’t even know anymore. At this point I might as well turn myself in.”

“Really? You’re gonna give up already?” The badger questioned as if she were shocked to hear me admit defeat.

“Unless you’ve got any better ideas?” I raised an eyebrow, now open to any suggestions Honey may have. My question silenced her real fast as she tried to respond but seemingly couldn’t put the words together.

“Ok, you got me there.” Honey replied, dumbfounded.

We sat in silence for what felt like an hour. In that extended amount of time I was able to piece together where I could go from here. I then remembered Honey somehow knowing what I was. Maybe that’s where I needed to start, do some digging on my origins.

“Honey, how much do you know about humans?” I asked her.

“As far as I’m aware you guys aren’t supposed to exist…allegedly.” Honey replied, putting a lot of emphasis on the last word. “In fact, I’ve got a book around here somewhere.”

Honey left the table now in proceeding to scavenge the room for said book. I anxiously tapped my finger on the table as I waited for the badger to retrieve the said book in question. I took a quick glance at the clock hanging on the wall. A ram wearing a trenchcoat and a fedora, eyes cautiously darting from side to side, and holding an open briefcase which revealed a little black rectangular screen which revealed the time in bright red numbers.

“8:57pm”

“Man, it's getting late.” I muttered.

SLAM!

A large thick book was dropped on the empty space on the table in front of me. I jumped, completely snapping out of my trance before placing my attention on the book Honey had retrieved. That was fast. I slid the book closer trying to get a better look at the cover page. The title read “Monsters, Myths, and Legends of Zootopia by William Hoover”.

“Boom! Found it!” Honey shouted with a victorious grin. “Everything that you’ll wanna know should be in this book.”

“Thanks Honey” I smiled gratefully.

“No problem.” She smiled back.

I could feel the excitement and wonder coursing through my body as I flipped the book open. The first page being the table of contents. I would then start tracing my index finger along the pages, Honey peering over my shoulder and watching me scan the pages for any possible clues. My finger eventually landed on the seventh chapter.

“Page 38, Chapter 7 "Humans: The Missing Link". That’s the one!” I read aloud. 

I rushed through the book, flipping page after page until I reached the first page of chapter 7. We were immediately greeted with a very accurate diagram of human’s appearance. The bidepal stature, the lack of any fur except for the patch of hair on the head, the opposable thumbs, the five fingers and five toes. The broad chest and well toned muscles along the arms and legs. It’s only piece of clothing being a garb made of cloth that concealed it’s entire body save for it’s head, hands, and feet. I began reading the passage of text aloud.

Humans, otherworldly beings with abilities and knowledge far beyond anything we could imagine. Are they a thing of the past? Or a simple fairytale our ancestors used to their children and so forth? It’s a question that’s left anthropologists from all around the globe scratching their heads. There have been various accounts throughout Zootopia’s history that may suggest that their existence is more than just a nonsensical campfire story. The most compelling evidence is the tablets of Tiwet. As their name states, they are ancient artifacts that originated from the city of Tiwet located in Savannah Square. A city that was once thriving with mammals of all backgrounds both predator and prey. A city of mammals…led by a sole human named Aton.

“Wait really?!” I asked in astonishment, shifting my head to look at Honey.

“Yep, keep reading though it gets more interesting.” Honey replied. 

More interesting? How could it get more interesting than this?

It was believed that Aton could change his form. Into one of pure light and fire and another of pure animalistic rage and fury. Power the kept him feared and respected throughout the lands of Ancient Zootopia.

That even includes his ability to heal any wound or sickness almost instantly. Performing miracles that saved many lives.

He used these seemingly godlike powers to protect and help the inhabitants of Tiwet. His valiant efforts earned him endless worship and praise from the town's natives, revered as a god by many.

A shrine would even be made in his honor within the temple of tranquility, where Aton supposedly resided until his unexpected passing four years later of his arrival. Now many would wonder how the tablets fit in all of this. The reason why they’re so important is because they were written by Aton himself as laws for his people to abide by after his death. Laws that prohibited the killing of fellow mammals and strongly encouraged diversity and peace which many theorized had eventually became the foundation of our society today. Again these stories are to be taken with a grain of salt as there isn’t much evidence that validates his existence other than the tablets themselves and the city of Tiwet. Fact or Fiction? You be the judge.

I proceeded to the next page only to find a completely different topic unrelated to what I was reading prior. I frantically flipped back and forth hoping I skipped a page by accident. “No, no, no! That can’t be it. He died? How? I need to know what happened next.”

“Woah Woah, no need to panic Seven.” Honey muttered, remaining calm and collected. “I agree that the human chapter is a bit of a letdown but when you actually visit Tiwet it’s a lot more informative.”

Hearing that helped me calm down tremendously. I can’t believe I had already forgotten about that detail. If Tiwet is a real place, there’s nothing stopping me from going there and doing some investigating for myself. Except for the constant fear of getting caught lingering in the back of mine. Even then, it’s still worth the risk if it means possibly getting some answers on my past. As tired as I am from going in circles like this I have to stay determined and hope I’m on the path of making progress of finding the truth. I’m tired of feeling confused and lost every waking moment of my life.

“Then that’s where I’m going next.” I retorted with full conviction.

“That’s the spirit big guy!” Honey cheered, patting me on the back. “I’ll tag along so you don’t get lost out there. The streets of Zootopia are not for the weak. Not that I’m implying you're weak or anything, but…y’know?”

“I get what you mean, no worries. I know from personal experience.” I nodded understandingly. “I’m very thankful for your help.

“Hey I couldn’t pass up an opportunity on making history with Zootopia’s first human in ages. Then it’s settled! First thing in the morning you and I are taking a trip to Tiwet!” Honey affirmed with pure joy.

“Sooo…you’ll let me stay here?” I asked.

“Hell to the yes! I’d be honored to have you spend the night. You can take the couch. Sit tight, I’ll go get you a blanket and a pillow.” Honey happily grinned as she walked over to the closet.

I didn’t waste any time getting comfortable on the couch. My body sinking into the plush cushions being smushed underneath my weight. Honey returned bringing a plain white pillow and a thick black padded blanket setting them at my feet. Honey couldn’t do a better job at containing her elation.

“Look at you all getting all comfy.” She commented with a snicker.

“We’ve got a big day tomorrow. Might as well get as much rest as I can so I’m not tired on the way there.” I replied.

“Nothing wrong with being prepared. Speaking of sleep, I’m gonna go pass out in my room. Holler if you need anything.” Honey waved at me one more time as he made her way to a door which I assumed led to her bedroom. “Goodnight Seven.”

“Goodnight!” I called back.

I picked up the blanket and pillow she’d brought me. Setting the pillow at the end of the couch where I’d lay my head and throwing the blanket over myself. Allowing my body to be swallowed into the comforting and warm confines of the fabric. Felt fresh out of the dryer, when a blanket is at its most enjoyable state in my opinion. I rolled over on my side and let out a relieved sigh, slowly blinking as I slowly slipped into a state of slumber.

Humans had powers? If that’s the truth why don’t I? Was it a feat that only Aton himself could achieve? Deep down inside I hoped the story wasn’t just some made up story the citizens of Zootopia told each other to pass the time but an actual clue that could provide helpful insight on my past or as to why I couldn’t remember anything before waking up in this strange new world. Only time will tell, we’ll just have to see tomorrow.

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-Zootopia Police Department (The Next Day)- 

“Mr Johnson, I understand your frustrations but we’re swamped at the moment. Between managing the lockdown and searching for the human we’re doing as much as we can.” Chief Bogo calmly stated as he tried to quell the restless coyote’s concerns but with no sign of him letting up in sight.

In the middle of the lobby Cori was pacing back and forth impatiently. He kept his arms behind his back and eyes glued to the ground. In all his years of working on the force Bogo had never encountered a mammal so unwilling to listen to reason. Like babysitting an unruly kit who refused to take no for an answer.

“I’m tired of waiting! So many precious hours that I could be spending on signing important paperwork or improving my latest patents!” The coyote spat angrily before turning his back to Bogo.

BUZZ!

BUZZ!

A light vibrating sensation on Cori’s outer thigh bringing his anger fueled tirade to a close. The coyote dug into his pocket and fished out a smartphone one that continued to buzz in his paw as he checked to see who was calling him. His eyes expanded as he’d seen a picture of his personal assistant, Gregory appeared above the accept and decline options. A coati grinning with pure enthusiasm in the photo.

“One moment.” Cori told Bogo before answering the phone and bringing it to his ear, turning his back to the buffalo to get some privacy. “Hello?”

“I’m outside sir.”

“It’s about time, just give me five minutes. I’m coming out” Cori answered. He hung up the phone and stuffed it back down his pocket.

“Is everything alright?” Bogo questioned with a hint of concern in his voice.

“Never better! Listen, I truly apologize for my outburst. I’ve been incredibly inconsiderate and ignorant to all the hard work you guys have been doing. I understand you’ve all been trying your best and there’s only so much you can do. I’m on edge and very concerned for the well-being of our wonderful city.” Kori explained in a reserved and relaxed state, his sudden change in demeanor throwing Bogo for a loop. He then went on to retrieve a card from a pocket on his suit and held it out to Bogo. “This is my card. Just in case of any updates my number is on there.”

“Okay…T-thank you Mr Johnson.” The buffalo muttered accepting the card and looking it over. It was blue with the words “Johnson Tech and Bio” engraved on the top half in gold letters. As stated was Cori’s phone number listed on the bottom.

With that being said the coyote took his leave. Not uttering another sentence to the police chief and leaving the station. Bogo glanced back down at the card and let out an exasperated gasp, dreading their next encounter as much as he hated feeling that way. Suddenly the sound of crunching came from his left side, Chief Bogo turned his head to see Clawhauser standing by his side. Holding a bowl of cereal, shoving spoonful in his mouth. He must’ve been eavesdropping on their conversation.

“I don’t know about you Chief, but that guy gives me the creeps.” Clawhauser commented in between bites.

“He certainly is….a character.” Bogo added on, not able to find the proper words.

-Seven’s Pov-

I shuffled around on the couch now feeling myself start to wake up. I rubbed my eyes, my vision now starting to adjust to my surroundings. As my vision became clearer I could make out a blurred silhouette hovering over me. Eventually I could make out none other than Honey staring down at me with a sharp toothed grin which nearly made my bowels empty themselves. I’m sure it was a friendly gesture on her end and I was just being jumpy.

“Good Morning Sunshine. Sorry if I spooked ya there.” Honey said. I then noticed she was holding two mugs containing a black liquid. Judging from the strong smoky smell emanating from the cup, it was coffee. Honey held out one of the mugs to me. “Coffee?”

“Sure.” I answered. I sat up on the couch and politely took the mug from her. I held it by the handle as the cup itself was hot to the touch for my bare hands. I brought the mug to my lips, taking a tiny sip. The bitter taste washed over my tongue as I gulped it down. A little pick me up was just what I needed to start the day. “Thanks Honey.”

“Enjoy it while you can. We’ll be leaving for Tiwet in an hour.”

“Okay cool, so I assume we’ll be walking then?” I asked, taking another sip from the mug.

“Actually, we’ll be catching a ride.” Honey replied, a smug grin creeped up on her face.

She then gestured over to the table which I looked in that direction out of confusion. Little would I expect to find a familiar face staring back at me. My eyes grew to the size of tennis balls upon seeing the bad tempered fennec smoking a cigarette. He came back? He made it pretty clear that he was done helping me yesterday when he left. What made him change his mind? 

“Finnick?” I asked in disbelief. 

“Yeah yeah, let’s not make a big deal of this. I’m only here cuz Honey’s payin me for this.” Finnick said with an annoyed groan. He then looked at the badger expectantly. “So, are we doing this or what?”

“Of course Finn, in due time. In fact I’ll start getting prepped right now since our friend is finally awake.” Honey grinned before excitedly making her way to her bedroom and shutting the door.

Now Finnick and I were left stuck in an awkward silence as we avoided each other’s gazes. I couldn’t muster the courage to say anything, keeping my eyes glued to the mug in my hands. Surprisingly the silence would be broken by Finnick.

“So…you figure out a plan for yourself yet?” Finnick asked.

“For now it’s trying to figure out my identity. After you left, Honey showed me this neat book that had a little segment about a human named Aton. From what I could find he once lived in Tiwet.” I replied recalling the very few memorable things from the book.

“Tiwet?” The Fennec scoffed. “You mean that tourist trap in Savannah Square?”

“Not much of a tourist trap if I exist, now is it?” I shot back before taking another sip of coffee.

Finnick let out displeased grumbles at my sly remark. Tourist trap or not, I was still hellbent on finding the truth. Going to Tiwet was the only hope in sight of a possible explanation for all this. Where’d I fit in all this chaos? One way or another I’m gonna find the answer for myself. After another excruciatingly long fifteen minutes passed the badger would return to us wearing a hefty travel backpack. 

“It’s about time. Took you long enough.” Finnick said impatiently. “We leaving now or what?”

“Yes Finn, we’re leaving.” Honey sighed while rolling her eyes. “You ready Sev?”

“I’ve been ready since yesterday.” I answered enthusiastically before chugging down the rest of my bitter beverage. I needed all the energy I could get. Honey’s annoyed facial expression shifted into a more gleeful one at my willingness to get this show on the road.

At last, we're all set and ready to make the trip to Tiwet. The anticipation was killing me at this point. We would leave Honey’s hideout after she finished tending to the various locks and traps littered around the abandoned home. Even making sure to conceal the basement door with the carpet. In her words she didn’t need the “Sheep Elites” trying to prevent her from finding the truth about their plans of world domination. Whatever she meant by that.

All three of us climbed into Finnick’s van. Finnick obviously would take the driver’s seat while Honey sat on the passenger's side. I, on the other hand, took the opportunity to chill on one of Finn’s bean bags in the cargo bay. Deciding I’d sit back and enjoy the ride until we reached our destination. It was only a matter of time and I couldn’t be anymore psyched up to the possibility that this would be the day where all the confusion would be abated and all the questions I had not only about myself but the human race as a whole could ultimately receive the answers I’ve been searching for this whole time.

-Zootopia Police Department (Outside)-

It wasn’t too long ago that the brief disagreement between Bogo and Cori had transpired. Thankfully the coyote had left on his own accord which gave the already overwhelmed police chief some breathing room. Now outside and free to go about his Cori continued to walk down the steps that led away from the ZPD, a pristine white limo awaited him by the sidewalk. He opened the door only for his nostrils to be hit by the sickly sweet smell of vanilla. A smell he’d grown quite fond of over the years, presumably the car freshener. Sitting patiently at the other side was the coati wearing a similar formal attire, black and white business suit and a green tie while carrying a briefcase in his lap, and wearing a welcoming smile.

“Good Afternoon Mr Johnson.” Gregory waved in a joyous manner.

“You as well, Gregory.” Cori responded trying to emulate the Coati’s up but failing tremendously as he lacked his assistant’s copious supply of energy. He took his seat next to Gregory and waved a paw at the driver, signaling him to drive. The driver immediately followed through with the command as they were now leaving the ZPD parking lot.

“Oh! Here you go sir, just as you asked.” Gregory said, handing the briefcase over to his boss.

“Why thank you. I know I can always count on you to get the job done.” Cori replied with gratitude. Taking the briefcase and placing it in his lap.

Of all the mammals that worked in his establishment Gregory was by far the most tolerable and the least incompetent. The coati’s charisma, unrelenting positivity, and high productivity eventually earned him the position as Johnson’s right hand mammal. To his fellow coworkers he was demonstrably gullible to want to be in the good graces of Cori.

“Just…doing my job sir.” Gregory thanked bashfully.

Cori pressed his paw pad against a green pawprint scanner located on the lid. A bright green laser beamed through the screen, trailing over every inch of his pad before a loud beep emitted from the briefcase. The coyote cracked a satisfied smile and proceeded to lift the lid revealing the contents, Gregory carefully peeking at what laid inside. He could make out Cori’s fursonal laptop and sitting in a tiny rectangular pocket in the fabric beside it was a dart containing a clear blue liquid. One that gave Gregory an uneasy feeling in his gut.

Placing the briefcase aside, Cori opened the laptop. Typing away at the keyboard as he entered in the proper passcodes. 

“What’s next on the agenda Mr Johnson?” Gregory spoke, breaking the silence. “Zootopia is still on lockdown and we still haven’t got a hint on where the human might be.”

“Not quite dear Gregory. Here, take a look.” Cori disagreed, revealing the screen to his curious assistant.

A bird’s eye view of the wondrous city of Zootopia was displayed on the laptop. A bright red pulsing dot slowly but surely moving south of Tundratown in the direction of Sahara Square. Gregory tilted his head in confusion. Still oblivious to what was being shown. “What’s that red dot?”

“It’s Seven.” Cori stated so matter of factly which only added more questions to the list.

“Wait…What do you mean?”

“I had him chipped when we first discovered him. Come on, you really think I’d be that careless? Of course I had it done without Handerson’s knowledge. She was already a pain in the neck about the taming collar.” Cori responded.

“So you were just wasting everybody’s time?” Gregory questioned in disbelief.

“Yes…and no.” The coyote answered before he continued to explain exactly what he meant. “You see I knew when I fired Kelly she wouldn’t be able to resist sneaking him out. Hell, I counted on it. We have cameras on every floor both inside and outside surveying every inch of the building and she was somehow able to sneak in and out undetected? On top of that I had to give the ZPD outdated footage as “evidence” with a few minor tweaks here and there.”

It made sense when he put it that way. One wolf infiltrating a facility with such high profile security and leaving unscathed. You’d have to be the most delusional mammal on the planet to think that would end peacefully.

“But why though? If you could’ve found him the moment he left. Why go through all the trouble?”

“I wanted to see if Kelly would break, reveal Seven’s location. To see the hope leave her eyes as her precious little pet is taken away from her. It would’ve been a much more satisfying conclusion if you ask me.” Cori finished, a twisted grin curling his lips as he fantazied about such a possibility. Which only earned him a judging glare from the Coati.

“That’s…cold, sir.”

Upon hearing this revelation Gregory was unsure on whether to be terrified or impressed the great lengths the coyote went just to spite his former employee.  He’d spent the past day and a half making such a big deal about Seven’s disappearance. A problem that would’ve been resolved within an hour. Putting everyone that was informed on the current matter on high alert. Now concerned for the safety of their fellow Zootopians who were blissfully unaware of the madness unfolding behind the scenes.

“It’s a cold world we live in.” Cori replied nonchalantly. “But now we must move on to the next phase.”

“And that would be?” Gregory inquired, raising an eyebrow.

Cori retrieved the dart from the briefcase, showing it off to the now petrified procyonid. Gregory’s eyes widened in fear now understanding his boss was currently holding. A drug responsible for causing so much division and chaos a year ago.

“That’s not-”

“Nighthowler serum? Why yes it is my loyal assistant. Now tell me…” Cori began also pulling out a dart gun and loading it up with the singular dart he carried. “How good is your aim?”

Chapter Text

“Those are Nighthowlers! You can’t have those! They’re illegal aren’t they?” Gregory blinked in a mix of terror and bewilderment. He quickly scooted a couple inches away from Cori who was completely devoid of any fear. “Mind my manners sir, but are you insane? Where did you get that?”

A fur raising cackle left the coyote’s lips, “When you have credentials like mine there is a lot you can get away with. After the whole Bellwether Incident I was given a sample for my employees to study under the pretense that I was reverse engineering a vaccine. Unfortunately we’ve made no progress with producing a proper vaccination but I think I’ve found another purpose for it in the meantime."

“You’re not actually gonna-” Gregory started before he was briefly cut off.

“Use it on Seven? No, of course not.” Cori scoffed as if the answer was painfully obvious.

“Oh thank goodness.” The coati let out a sigh of relief. His quick heart rate now lessened with each passing second. There’s no way his boss couldn’t be that heartless. The chaos that could unfold from something like that happening was too scary to think about.

“You are.”

“WHAT!” Gregory cried out completely befuddled. Now stumbling on his words and trying to list off every excuse he could think of “I-I can’t do t-that! What if I hit the wrong mammal? Or the gun jams and I get arrested? I can’t go to prison! I won’t last a day!”

“Will you relax already?” Cori groaned, pinching the bridge of his snout. “I would do it, trust me, I'm envy you right now. But the last thing I need is to draw that kind of attention on myself. You’d be the last mammal they’ll list as a suspect. Why do you think I kept you in the shadows for so long? Use that brain of yours and think about it, he goes savage and wreaks havoc in Zootopia. Who do you think they’ll trust to keep him in check?”

Gregory, as commanded by his superior, took everything Cori said into account. As much as he didn’t like the prospect of being a part of something so illegal and nefarious. Between him and the temperamental coyote sitting a foot or two away from him, he didn’t wanna find out firstpaw what would transpire if he refused to comply. After all he made a good point. Somehow Cori managed to keep Seven hidden from the public all this time. The only reason Seven ever escaped to begin with was due to Handerson’s stubborn nature and reluctance to let go of the human.

“Before Handerson left I lied to her and told her Seven would be transported to another facility. I knew she wouldn’t be able to help herself but to take him. My plan has been slowly coming together ever since then.” Cori examined the dart gun clutched in his paws as he spoke. ”As much as I hate to admit it, Seven’s more special than I originally anticipated and I can’t have Kelly interfering with what I have planned for him.”

“What’s that?”

Cori simply chuckled in amusement, “Okay that’s enough questions out of you. Don’t wanna give away all the details as much as I’d like to. Now will you do it or not?”

He held out the dart gun to Gregory expectantly. The stressed coati hesitated at first before taking the gun. He hated himself for being so weak willed and quick to falter to his superior’s demands. Gregory stared down at the gun he clutched in his paws, realizing he was now crossing a bridge into dangerous territory and there was no turning back.

“Ok, I’ll do it.” Gregory agreed hesitantly.

“Good boy. Now here’s the plan…” Cori started. “Right now he’s heading to that small town in Sahara Square, Tiwet. I’ve already bought you a ticket for entry. All I need you to do is follow him around, the moment he’s by himself that’s when you shoot him. Once you’ve taken care of that make sure to call me immediately. I’ll have a car sent for you. Here’s a tracker, it should make finding him less of a headache when you’re there.”

Still Gregory was left with more questions than answers. How did he know exactly where the human was going? The coati would ask but immediately bit his tongue and remained silent. Not wanting to agitate Cori any further.

I laid stretched across one of the beanbags Finnick had sitting back here, my body. Honey was seated in the passenger’s seat and Finnick in the driver's seat. His eyes trained on the road, not ushering a single word the whole ride. The awkward silence filling the air was unbearable to handle and it wouldn’t take much longer until I chose to break the ice.

“It’s so quiet in here, you think you could turn on the radio or something?” I suggested the idea in a very drawn out and tedious manner.

“About time someone said it.” Honey agreed with a relieved groan. She then looked over at Finnick. He didn’t even budge or even bother to acknowledge her or me. “You heard the kid Finn.”

“Ugh…fine.” He reached a paw out and pressed a button on the radio, bringing it to life.

A dull rock instrumental would begin to play in the background. Definitely not my first pick when it comes to music but it’s much more preferable than sitting in plain old silence. Albeit it wasn't my personal taste, I surprisingly found myself nodding my head to the as I listened.

“Is there anything in particular you’re hoping to find once we get to this place?” Finnick questioned.

“Any clues to figure out where the hell all the other humans are. Why am I the only one? Who that Aton guy was before he died. There has to be something or else I might as well turn myself in.” I answered dreading the possibility that I was just going in circles the whole time.

“Don’t sweat it Sev. There’s bound to be something.” Honey said in a reassuring tone.

“Yeah…hopefully.” I sighed, propping my head up with my elbow.

-Sahara Square (Tiwet)-

“Aight, this is it.” Finnick announced.

“It’s about time.” I thought.

It felt like a weight was being lifted off my shoulders as we exited the van. Relieved that I no longer had to sit in the van. Only for it to be thrown right back at me upon feeling the scorching sun rays shining down on us. Even the sweltering heat could be felt through the soles of my worn shoes. Wearing this mask was gonna be torture, but I’ve been through worse. I stuffed my hands into my pockets, looking around and taking in my surroundings.

We were in the middle of a small busy village. Fields and hills of sand stretched beyond the horizon. A few small houses here and there, some shops, and even some vendors selling various fruits, vegetables, and clothing. Mammals of many kinds who over time adapted to these harsh conditions carried on with their everyday lives. Some occasionally would stop for a moment just to look at me, giving me peculiar glances.

I’m sure I looked pretty weird to them. Having no tail of any kind, wearing the uncanny wolf mask, my posture. I expected this kind of reaction eventually. I was completely engrossed by the lack of technology here. Not a single tv, phone, not even as much as a radio. The only audible ambience being the casual conversations of adults, the childish squeals of playing animal children, and the consoling sounds of nature. I’d never been here a day in life and it already felt like home.

“If it wasn't for this heat, I’d stay here forever.” I thought to myself.

“We’re here. So now what?” Finnick asked me.

“Well for starters, can we find someplace cool? I’m sure it’s nothing for you guys but I’m roasting out there.” I said while attempting to shield my eyes from the powerful rays of light beaming from the sky.

“There’s a store right across the street over there.” Honey pointed at a small bodega on the opposite side of the street where Finnick’s van was parked.

“Sounds good to me! Maybe we can ask for directions while we're there.” I nodded.

“Fine, I need a drink anyways.” Finnick said.

We made our way across the street and into the store, a cool breeze washing over us as we stepped inside. Finnick would head to the back where the fridges were. While Honey explored the snack shelves. I’d walk over to the checkout counter which at the moment wasn’t currently attended.

A lone bell sat on the counter next it taped down was a small note with an arrow pointing at the bell. It read “Ring me for Assistance :)”.

“Huh, okay.” I shrugged before bringing my hand down on the bell.

DING!

“Hiya!” A cheery male voice called out right after the signifying ring. A male ocelot popped up into view from behind the counter wearing a white dress shirt under a burgundy work apron. Wearing a welcoming and energetic smile. “My names Benny! Welcome to my shop. How can I help you?”

“Nice to meet you Benny. I’m actually in need of some directions right now but my friends should be with you shortly.” I said. “Wait, how long have you been down there?”

“Apologies, I was…asleep when you rang the bell. It’s not common for me to get customers so I guess I wasn’t prepared for this.” Benny answered bashfully while rubbing the back of his head. “As far as directions go I think I have a map around here somewhere. Hold on, let me go fetch it.”

“Okay, take your time.” I nodded.

Benny left the counter to go search for the aforementioned map.

I would turn my head over to the entrance of the store, seeing two mammals I didn’t recognize stepping inside presumably to take shelter from the heat as well. A female red fox and a male raccoon.

The raccoon had a slightly pudgy and stout build like most raccoons I'd seen during the duration of time I spent in this world. He wore light gray cargo shorts and a white polo shirt. He seemed to be carrying a large Panasonic camcorder on his shoulders.

The fox that stood beside him wore a pink plaid button up shirt with a black mid rise mini skirt. Along with a beige broad brimmed sun hat atop her head, which kept her ears cutely tucked behind her head. She had the most radiant amber eyes I’d ever seen, with bright strawberry red fur, blacked tipped ears, a cream underbelly that went up to her muzzle, and a fluffy dipstick tail that swayed elegantly. 

“Whew! I am not built for that heat.” The raccoon said in exhaustion.

“You’re so dramatic Randy.” She giggled. “We’ve only been walking for ten minutes.”

“It felt more like an hour out there.” Randy retorted. “Gonna go grab something to drink.”

“I’ll wait for you, take your time.” The vixen said, crossing her arms. 

“Alright buddy, I’m back. Found a map for ya!” Benny said, returning with a map in his paws.

I would snap out of my dazed stupor and switch my attention back to the ocelot. Thankfully before the fox could notice me staring at her. I dodged a major awkward interaction there. Benny handed me the map which I gratefully accepted.

“Not that it’s any of my business, but are you new in town? I haven’t seen you around here before. Or anything like you for that matter.” Benny inquired while closely examining me.

“This is actually my first time here. I’m visiting with friends. We wanted to do some exploring, see the agriculture and whatnot.” I explained. “In fact our next stop was the Temple of Tranquility. I recently took an interest in archaeology and thought this would be a perfect opportunity to get a headstart in my research.”

“Well isn’t that something. Well as a resident of Tiwet, I welcome you with open arms. I trust you’ll enjoy your time here.” Benny said with a smile.

“Well that’s great to hear. Thanks again for the map!” I said.

“Anytime! Thanks for stopping by!” Benny waved and I would return the gesture.

I exited the small shop, stopping outside the entrance and now waiting for Finnick and Honey to wrap up any business they were taking care of in there. Taking advantage of the time I had I decided I’d look the map over so I could get a concrete idea of where exactly we were and what direction we should go next.

“Um, excuse me.” 

I heard the soft meek feminine voice of the vixen I’d seen in the store earlier come from my left.

“Hello.” I said politely.

“I’m sorry for interrupting you. I couldn’t help but overhear that you’re going to the Temple of Tranquility?” She inquired meekly.

“I am in fact! Just waiting on some friends.” I answered.

“Oh my gosh, so am I! I’m waiting on a friend too.” The vixen exclaimed with excitement. She then extended out one of her dainty paws for a shake. “I’m Alice, Alice SwiftTail.”

“Pleased to meet you Alice.” I started, smiling behind the mask. “You can call me Seven.”

Without thinking I instinctively shook her paw. I quickly realized my mistake the moment I’d seen her eyes shrink at the sight of my bare hands. As if it were a natural reflex of mine, I immediately came up with a convincing enough lie.

“Sorry, I know I look weird. I have a skin condition.” I muttered shamefully. “It’s not contagious or anything but it makes growing fur nearly impossible for me.”

“Oh no, I’m sorry to hear that.” Alice cooed sympathetically.

“No need to apologize. I’ve come to terms with my affliction and I haven’t let it stop me from living.” I said proudly. 

Good thinking, Seven.

“Well just know I find your confidence very inspiring.” Alice said with admiration. Although everything I told her was a lie I still found her compassion and understanding for my sob story quite touching. 

“If it’s not too much to ask, What brings you all the way out here?” I asked.

“I’m a freelance journalist. The pay is alright but the opportunities it gives me to travel are so worth it.” She answered. 

I then noticed the raccoon whom Alice referred to as Randy exiting the store. Drinking from a fresh bottle of water and walking in our direction.

“Oh god, I needed that.” Randy said before stopping next to the vixen. His eyes were now scanning my form and closely observing me. “Uh…who’s your new friend Alice?”

“Seven, this is Randy. He’s my camera mammal.” Alice happily introduced. “Seven's visiting the temple too.”

“Top of the mornin to ya, Randy.” I spoke aloud only for the raccoon to cringe upon hearing my raspy voice.

“What’s up with your voice?” Randy questioned, sounding quite appalled.

“Randy! Be nice!” Alice scolded in a slight whisper. She would then awkwardly laugh. “Don’t mind Randy, he can be a bit…blunt. A little too blunt for his own sake sometimes.”

“It’s no biggie! I actually have a friend just like that. He says whatever is on his mind so I’m used to it at this point.” I joked. So far this new interaction was going quite smoothly. They don’t seem to suspect anything thankfully. “Say, since we’re all going the same way, would you two like to tag along?”

“We’d love to! If I’m being honest we’re a bit lost. It’s our first time here” Alice admitted in embarrassment.

“Well never fear madam, I have a map. We can all go together.” I joyously stated.

“You’re too kind.” Alice smiled.

And as if right on time, Finnick and Honey were now taking their leave. The fennec was sipping from a can of soda clutched between his paws. Honey on the other hand was demolishing a bag of chips, messily shoving handfuls of the stuff in her muzzle.

“Hey guys! I got a map.” I told them.

“Really? That’s exactly what we need. This place is a maze. Good find, Sev.” Honey grinned. I handed her the map, she’s probably better at reading them than I am.

“Who are they?” Finnick asked, being the first one to take notice of the unfamiliar mammals.

“Finnick, Honey, these two are Alice and Randy. They’re heading to the temple too. So I thought they could tag along since we’re all going in the same direction.” I explained briefly.

“Welcome! The more the merrier!” Honey cheered. She turned her attention back to the map. “It also turns out the Temple isn't that far. It’s right around the corner so we don’t have a long walk.”

“That’s a relief.” Randy sighed. 

“Let’s get a move on then. I can’t wait any longer.” I exclaimed in excitement.

-7 Minutes Later-

“Alice was it? What about part of the Temple are you looking forward to the most?” Honey inquired.

“Oh well…this is embarrassing to admit but I’m pretty stoked to see the shrine of Aton.” Alice answered sheepishly.

“Me too! It’s the main reason I’m going in the first place.” I said, sharing the vixen’s enthusiasm.

“Exactly! The notion that the very foundation of Zootopia was possibly influenced by an outside force and a human no less always struck me as intriguing.” Alice added. “I understand why some think it may be a story fabricated by mammals with too much time on their paws, but what if it’s not?” 

“See! Someone who gets it. I like this gal already.” Honey said. 

“Looks like we’re here.” Finnick announced.

Our conversation would come to halt. The announcement that we’d finally reached our destination diverted our attention to the imposing ancient structure now in plain sight. Its heavy shadow cascading over down upon us, shielding us from the sun completely.

“It uh…looked a lot bigger in the pictures.” Randy commented.

The temple was about the size of an average house. It seemed to be constructed purely out of mud brick with five large columns stretched across the entrance of the building which I could only assume were support beams. A long red metal gate extended around the perimeter, blocking easy access to the Temple. Within its confines were what appeared to be tens of animals exploring the vicinity. Wearing orange and light green vests, doing construction work.

“Can I help you all?” A voice would suddenly ask.

A Tibetan fox with the most stoic expression I’d ever seen stood on the other side of the gate watching us. How long he’d been there, I’m not entirely sure. He wore a dark green shirt with beige hiking shorts and a sun hat similar to Alice’s.

“We’re here for the tour.” Alice answered, pulling out a ticket and showing it off to the other fox.

“Oh my! Of course you are, how could I have forgotten? Apologies for that. Please! Come in.” He said with a welcoming grin while walking over to a control panel for the gate. After a few button pressing, the gate doors came screeching open, scraping across the dirt ground. “I am Archie and I will be your guide today. It’s so nice to have you all here today. Not too many mammals are interested in understanding this place and what it stood for.”

“What about those guys?” I questioned, pointing at the animals on the inside of the gate.

“Scientists, archaeologists, construction workers. All desecrating these sacred grounds. If I had it my way they wouldn’t even make it five feet past the gate.” Archie spat with strong contempt. “Anyways enough about me, please come this way.”

“Ladies first.” I spoke as I stepped out of the way.

“Thank you. Such a gentle mammal.” Alice would take charge with Honey not being too far behind.

The sand crunched and sunk under my feet as I attempted to keep up with the rest of the group. Sweat pooled down my forehead and my breaths remained fast and uneven. The early onset of symptoms from what could only be dehydration began to take full effect over my body. 

I would momentarily stop to catch my breath. Getting on my knees and wheezing like an old dog. My legs were sore and unbearably numb, I needed to take a breather. I was so out of my element here, but I couldn’t give up when I was so close to the truth. The temple’s right here in my face, only a few more steps.

“You good Sev?” Finnick asked, if I were hearing things correctly I could almost hear the worry in his voice.

“I’m alright, just a little hot. I’d take the mask off but we both know what’ll happen then.” I panted, sweating profusely under the wolf mask.

“You slowpokes comin or not?” Honey called out.

“Yeah!” I answered back. “Okay…I’m good now.”

Using what remaining energy I had, I weakly lifted myself back off the ground and continued to follow after the rest of the group. Surprisingly Finn remained at my side, keeping a close eye on me as we walked. I couldn’t tell if it was out of genuine care for my well being or impatience.

There’s no telling with someone like Finnick.

With enough time and effort we eventually made it to the entrance. The door frame that led to the inside had to be at least ten feet tall. Various unfamiliar sigils and symbols carved into the tough stone like material they were made of.

“Before we go inside I would like to kindly ask each one of you to refrain from touching anything.” Archie politely warned.

We would all verbally express our agreement with the terms which in turn satisfied the fox’s wishes. With that being said, Archie pushed the thick stone doors open. Uncovering what resided within the walls of this prehistoric place.

“This is the throne room.” Archie announced with pride. “For those of you who are familiar with the story of Aton the human, this is where he resided for the short time he was around.”

The lack of any sound in here brought with it an undeniable sense of peace.

The room we were now in was barren, except for a medium sized throne that sat at the far end of the room. Lit candles surrounding the empty chair. A massive statue sculpted into a human could be seen. Positioned over the small throne that merely dwarfed it in size. The massive stone monument towering completely over the throne, gazing down at us with folded arms. Suddenly my eyes would stop on an unique physical trait that caught my eye. 

A long thin tail extended out its backside. Little marks along the extra appendage giving the impression of thick fur.

“Please tell me you’re getting all this Randy?” Alice asked in astonishment, closely examining the foreign hieroglyphs that littered the walls. 

“Every last bit.” The raccoon replied by snapping shots of the Temple’s interior design.

“This place definitely lives up to the name that’s for sure.” I commented.

“Do any of you have questions?” Archie inquired.

“I have one! I’m recently discovering Aton’s story so I’m sure there’s details I’m not aware of yet, but how did he die? What happened to his body?” I asked with a sense of urgency. I hoped I’d get a concrete answer this time.

The fox’s reserved and relaxed facial expression shifted into a somber one.

“The story my ancestors passed down from generation to generation say he died in a war.” Archie replied grimly.

“A war?” Honey interjected. 

“Before Zootopia was ever established there was a secret war that only a rare few would know about. One surrounding a hidden ancient evil beyond your worst imaginations. One that Aton died protecting us from.” Archie continued with a mournful tone.” As far as where his remains lay, they were once here. Unfortunately a couple of miscreants broke in one night and stole the coffin his body was sealed in. That was three years ago and we haven’t gotten so much as a clue as to what mammal would even have the gall to spit on Aton’s legacy in such a way.”

Wait, his body was taken three years ago? That’s the same time I…

I anxiously swallowed the lump in my throat hoping that I was simply taking things out of context. Or overthinking the matter. 

Suddenly a searing pain like no other I’d felt before jutted throughout my skull. Like a nail being driven into my scalp. A warm liquid now trickled down my lip, a drop landing in my mouth. A strong metallic salty taste I didn’t miss in the slightest coated my tongue.

Blood…

“What is going on with me?” I thought in confusion.

I needed some space to register all this.

“Excuse me guys, I’m gonna get some air.” I would suddenly say, now speeding walking out the entrance and into the open desert.

“Yo Seven! Where you goin man? We ain’t done yet.” I heard Finnick’s barely audible voice in the distance behind me.

I turned around for just a moment. Seeing Finnick and Honey pursuing after me. The pair carried panicked looks on their faces. I shamefully stared down at my feet, diverting my focus from them. Within a matter of seconds they stood a few feet away from me.

“Why’d you leave? The tour is not over yet.” Honey questioned.

“Guys…something’s not right.” I blankly stated.

“Whaddya mean?” Finnick inquired.

“I think I’m-”

ZIP!

“Ack!” I yelped in pain.

Something tiny and sharp impaled itself into the side of my neck. I would hiss in pain, instinctively placing my hand over the area of wear this overwhelming pain was stemming from. My ball brushed over a small object embedded in the skin in my neck.

I gently gripped it between my digits before yanking it out. Letting out a howl of pain as it tugged on my skin before I eventually managed to pull the unknown object free and held it out in front of my face.

It was an empty tranquilizer dart with a bead of some kind of thick blue liquid clung to the tip of the needle. I looked at Finn and Honey who shared fearful and bewildered expressions just like me.

Little did I know how quickly things would fly off the handles.

Chapter Text

-3rd Pov-

Seven’s grip on the dart loosened. The tiny object slipping out of his fingers and landing on the sandy ground below.

“What the hell was that?!” Finnick barked in confusion.

“Someone darted me.” Seven groaned, clutching his chest over the area of his heart.

“A dart?” Honey turned away, scanning the horizon for the culprit. Only to see nothing but endless miles of sand.

The violent pounding in his heart rang through the poor human’s head. Seven could feel his legs give out from under him, now letting out pained screams and clutching his side. Finnick and Honey rushed to Seven’s side, the badger trying to console the human while Finnick dug through the sand. Retrieving the half buried dart Seven had mentioned.

He cautiously held the needle a few inches away from his nose. Taking a few light sniffs before immediately recoiling in disgust. Finnick was all too familiar with the scent. He remembered a year back having an encounter with a Duke Weaselton. Who at the time from what he remembered was transporting the flowers, for who, he couldn’t quite remember. The potent scent was unforgettable.

From the smell alone he could feel the layers of who he was being stripped away and reduced to a mindless animal. Thankfully they can only take full effect when ingested or injected into the bloodstream.

“Nighthowlers…” Finnick muttered under his breath. “Honey! Get away from him!”

“Why?” 

A feral growl escaped the human’s lips. He would swipe at the badger, sending her rolling a few feet across the hot desert floor with great force. After the tumble the badger landed on her stomach before letting out a pained groan.

“That’s why.” The fennec stated. “He’s been hit with Nighthowlers.”

“What?!” Honey barked.

“Is everything alright out here? We heard screaming.” came the worried voice of Archie.

The other two foxes and raccoon were now given first row seats to witness the human writhing and panicked state. 

“Is he okay? Should we call an ambulance?” Alice asked with concern.

“Do what you want, but stay away from him!” Finnick warned.

Seven was now on all fours and would begin violently thrashing his head around. Attempting to wriggle his head from the bottom hole of the mask. Not much effort would be needed as he eventually managed to slip his neck through. His disguise landed in the sand, his face now exposed to the terrified mammals cautiously watching his transformation.

“What the?...” Randy trailed on. He would then press the record button. Aiming the camera lens at the horrific scene unfolding in front of them.

A tremendous stinging plagued the human’s lower back over his tailbone. Seven clenched his teeth in agony before planting his face in the ground. His shirt pulled back and now revealed a purple mountain of bruised flesh. Pulsating in such a gut wrenching manner that it almost seemed like something was trying to break through the skin.

Blood and chunks of flesh painted the human’s back as a long and furry object ejected itself from the lump. Now protruding an inch or two above the human’s hindquarters and lively swaying about was a tail with thick black fur. Soaked in crimson red blood, strings of flesh hanging off the sides.

Alice would fight the urge to upchuck from the gruesome sight. Meanwhile Honey and Finnick could only watch in horror as the human they’d gotten to know over the course of what seemed like two long days morph into something unrecognizable…monstrous even.

Sickening crunches came from the limbs on the suffering human. His bone structure and muscle mass would increase tenfold. In a matter of seconds Seven went from being five feet to double that and with a hulking muscular frame that even the most physically capable predators looked frail in comparison. His flat face morphed into an elongated snout, his square shaped teeth now sharp and jagged. Feet bursting through his worn out shoes, clawed toes digging into the sand underneath his soles. Seven’s clothing too suffered the same fate as they struggled to contain his muscles being shredded apart completely.

The human’s canines were sharp to the tip like knives and pooling with saliva. Abundant amounts of what could only be described as thick black fur now covered every inch of Seven’s body except for the area around his new muzzle, face, ears, massive palms, and the soles of his large feet. The speaking device strapped around his neck would blurt out in unintelligible nonsense before being crushed to bits by the human’s bulging neck muscles. Bits and pieces falling at the human’s feet.

Now he looked like something out of a cheap 90’s were-mammal movie, the only difference here was Seven far more imposing and terrifying to look at.

Is this what happened when humans were exposed to Nighthowlers? That thought alone made Finnick shudder and hope in the back of his mind that Seven really was the only one.

“Woah big guy, just take it easy.” Honey warned trying to soothe the beast that was on all fours. 

Seven began slowly stalking towards the group with a predatory gaze while hungrily licking his chops.

“Everyone run! Back into the temple quickly!” Archie suggested with a hint of urgency in his voice.

Hearing that was all it took for everyone’s fight or flight response to kick in. The five wasted no time dashing back towards the temple. Seven chasing after them on all fours and effortlessly catching up to them with a speed none of them ever thought possible for any living creature. Huffing and letting out nightmarish roars as he charged behind them.

But they would be just in luck as they made it to the entrance. Seven would spring towards them, leaping and holding out his clawed hands like a savage predator attempting to go in for the final kill. Thankfully they slammed the temple's front doors just in time, locking him out completely. Bracing their backs against the doors and using every bit of energy they had to keep them shut.

BANG!

Seven’s newfound overwhelming strength made the doors rattle and shake on it's hinges aggressively. The human now forcefully ramming him body into the entrance, it wasn’t anyone’s guess what he would do if he got in.

“What the hell happened to your friend? Why does he look like that?!” Randy yelled. Trying to remain calm but the panic in his voice gave away his state of mind.

BANG!

“We don’t know! We’re trying to figure that out ourselves!” Honey grunted, still disturbed by the whole ordeal.

“How do you not? He’s your friend isn’t he?” Alice said in a panic.

“Cut us some slack! We just met the guy two days ago.” Finnick barked. “I think some asshole shot him up with night howlers. We couldn’t find the bastard in time.”

“Nighthowlers?!” Alice and Randy yelled in unison.

Alice dug into her pocket and pulled out a light pink ZIphone 7. Hurriedly swiping through her phone and contacting the emergency hotline. Waiting out the ringing until eventually the operator on the other end picked up.

“Zootopia Emergency Services, how can I help you?”

“Hello! My name is Alice SwiftTail! A friend and I along with a couple of other animals are holed up in the Temple of Tranquility in Tiwet! This thing, I’m not sure what kind of mammal it is, but it’s trying to kill us! Please send help!” Alice yelled over the animalistic roars coming from outside the door.

“I’m sending a couple police units your way! Is anybody there hurt?”

“No! Everyone’s okay but we’re trying our best to keep the door shut! It’s too strong!”

BANG!

“Okay Ma’am, I advise you all to stay where you are. Keep the door shut no matter what and don’t leave until the authorities arrive.”

“What did they say?” Randy asked.

“We have to stay here until the cops show up.” Alice answered.

Hearing that didn’t ease the worries of Finn or the crazed honey badger. The last group of mammals they wished to cross paths with were the police. Their personal records weren’t exactly squeaky clean and they didn’t plan on changing their not so legal lifestyles anytime soon. As much as their peers tried to recommend it.

Though the circumstances weren’t exactly in their favor at moments. They’d rather take their chances with the authorities than with the ten foot seriously pissed off ape monster they barely escaped with their lives.

“Goddamn it.” Finnick cursed under his breath.

For now it appeared that Seven had finally lost interest in them. The aggressive banging on the other side of the door had finally subsided. Giving the terrified mammals taking refuge in the old temple a chance to catch their breath and try to register what just transpired.

Finnick felt a strong sense of regret now stirring within. Why didn’t he just mind his business and let the human go in his merry way? He just had to take a page from Wilde’s book and try to do some good for someone only for it to come back to bite him in the most unprecedented way.

“Is he still out there? Is he gone?” Honey asked, noticeably shooken up.

“Seems so, but I ain’t checking.” Randy added.

“We should just do what the operator said and stay put. I don’t wanna stay locked up in here anymore than we have to. Let alone with that monster out there.” Alice said sternly. “What is he anyway? I thought he was a wolf!”

“He’s the one.” Archie said from the middle of the room.

Everyone turned their gaze to the center of the room where Archie stood. The fox no longer carried a neutral expression, but one of astonishment as he gazed up at the statue of Aton. Standing motionless with a relieved smile on his face. It was somewhat unnerving but it got them wondering what

“What are you trying to say?” Honey asked aloud.

A question that was on everybody’s mind.

“I get it now, just as the tablets predicted. After all this time he’s come back to us! Your friend is Aton.” Archie replied with a hopeful glare, now cackling.

“What?!” The four gasped in unison.

“I find that very hard to believe. He just tried to kill us! Last time I checked, Aton never tried to inflict harm on the innocent.” Randy argued.

“Wait, you two said someone shot him with nighthowlers right? Maybe he’s not in control of his actions?” Alice suggested.

Finnick turned his gaze at the statue once again, putting much more effort into inspecting it. He didn’t bother to pay any attention to it due to the tour itself being mind numbingly boring. But the more he looked it over, the more he began to grasp what Archie meant. The tail itself was a dead giveaway and only gave the perturbed fennec fox more reason to believe their tour guide’s theory which didn’t seem all that far fetched. At that moment Seven’s final words before he changed came to mind. The scene playing out in his head all over again.

“I think I’m- Ah!” Seven’s terrified voice echoed in his mind.

“That’s what Seven was trying to tell us.” Finnick stated.

“Yeah, me too Finn.” Honey agreed, observing the statue as well. “I’m starting to see the resemblance.”

“The prophecy is finally coming into fruition. I’d never thought I would live to see it.” Archie would mutter in disbelief before his mood switched into one of urgency. He brought his attention to the entrance of the temple, his ears flickering attentively. Listening out carefully for any indications that Seven may still be around. Though he could detect nothing. “Is he still out there?”

“I’ll check. It’s been quiet for a while.” Honey announced. 

Nobody would object or even bother to volunteer for such a risky task. They stood by the doors, slowly but carefully easing them open. A small slit of sunlight peeking through the cracked entrance. Honey scanned the area, half expecting to be greeted with the sight of the transformed human waiting for them on the other side. She breathed a sigh of relief upon not seeing anywhere in sight.

“Is he still out there?” Finnick whispered.

“Nah, It looks like we're in the clear.” Honey answered with full certainty.

Archie sighed, “We need to find him.”

“Are you insane?! After what just happened? We should leave that up to authorities.” Randy scoffed.

“I understand that you’re all terrified. So am I, but the fate of Zootopia and countless innocent lives are in jeopardy. If you wish to stay, that’s fine but I’m going to find him. If he’s back that can only mean one thing.” Archie explained as he stepped towards the door. “I can’t give you all the details right now, there isn’t much time. I fear what chaos he’ll cause running amok in his state.”

That one interaction alone was enough to prove the severity of the situation. There wasn’t a second to spare with Seven running rampant and savage. Archie could only imagine the trouble that may be brewing due to the human’s presence.

“I’m coming too then.” Honey boldly stated. 

“You can’t be serious. You got a death wish or somethin’?” Finnick argued.

“Maybe I do. I may not have known him for that long but I know he deserves better than that! Think about it Finn, nobody else knew about him other than us. What do you think will happen when the fuzz catches him and sees that they can’t control him? If the worst happens, do you really want that on your conscience? I don’t like it either, but you know that monster out there ain’t Sev.” Honey retorted sternly.

The fennec huffed defiantly, folding his arms in frustration. Granted Finnick had his moments of stubbornness but he wasn’t some heartless jerk who viewed his fellow mammals as beneath him. He reflected on the moment the two shared in his van when Seven referred to him as a ‘kind soul’. Those two words made him see something in himself that he was blind to for years, compassion. A pit of guilt now forming in his stomach, his ears flickering in irritation. If what Archie said was to be believed, that lives were on the line, that included them. If there's a chance to prevent that then just maybe he'll have to suck it up.

“Damn it.” Finnick grumbled. “Fine, you win. I’ll tag along. I still haven’t forgotten, he owes me big time for this.”

“That’s the spirit Finn!” Honey praised, playfully swiping him on the back, nearly knocking him over.

“We’ll stay here and wait for the authorities to get here.” Alice said while trying to comfort Randy who was on the ground, knees tucked into his chest and rocking back and forth. “Besides, this one isn’t going anywhere. If it helps, I hope you guys help your friend. With the way he is now, he’s unpredictable. I still can’t believe that he's Aton. That he's actually real.”

“Believe me Doll, it’s still a mystery to us too.” Finnick remarked.

“Quickly! We don't have much time to waste.” Archie said. Reminding Finnick and Honey what was at stake here.

Without a second to spare the trio left the temple in a hurry. Running across the hot savannah as they made their way back into the center of Tiwet. Immediately finding Finnick’s van precisely where he left it. They piled into the van, unanimously agreeing that the best place to start would be Savanna Central. 

They kept their hopes high that they'd find him in time. There’s no telling what havoc could arise from such a dire situation such as this. Only time will tell.

Chapter Text

-Downtown Zootopia-

“Danny! Slow down, honey. I know you’re excited but you still need to take your time.” a Tigress said to her son, her paw stubbornly holding onto her cub’s paw. 

“Sorry, Mom. I’m just really excited for ice cream.” Danny bashfully apologized.

“I know, but remember, we need to be careful. The last thing I want is for you to run into the street like last time or get lost.”

She had felt the occasional tug on her arm from the hyperactive child attempting to run ahead of her, clearly in a rush to get to their destination. It was understandable though. The prospect of being spoiled with sweets or junk food of their choosing would make any cub his age act that way.

The past two days in Zootopia were far from normal. From the unexpected lockdown which prohibited the public transit from going about its daily routine, to the dismay of the many mammals who relied on its services to carry on with their lives. Along with the citywide alert the following day that advised those who were to witness any bizarre activities or individuals to report such instances to the local authorities immediately.

It only worried her further and gave the apprehensive mother all the more reasons to keep him close and in her sight.

Unfortunately, their walk would come to an abrupt stop at the sound of buzzing emanating from her purse. Loosening her grip from her son’s paw she dug into the purse, fishing out an emerald green phone with a flashy holographic gazelle sticker on the back.

“Hold on sweetie, it’s your dad.” She would say upon seeing her husband’s name on the screen before accepting the call and bringing the phone to her ear. “Hey Darren…Yeah, everything’s fine I’m just taking Daniel to get ice cream…”

As his mother spoke on the phone, it wouldn’t take long for Daniel’s patience to wane. He gently tugged on his mother’s dress hoping to get her attention.

“Honey, I’m on the phone. You have to wait.” His mother simply dismissed him.

“But-” His cries for his mother’s attention would go unheard.

The cub frowned and folded his arms, huffing in frustration. Growing increasingly anxious to get a move on to their destination. Then a bizarre sight would bring him back out of his sour mood.

Further down the sidewalk he could make out the lower half of…something that was huge and furry, sticking out from an open alley. Empty soda cans, food wrappers, and other bits of trash were scattered on the ground at its feet. Then suddenly it moved, the rest of its body disappearing around the corner.

The small cub turned to look at his mother to see if she saw it as well, but she was too engaged in her current phone call that she hadn’t seen the same thing.

His curiosity was now starting to get the better of him. Despite the clear instructions his mother gave him for his own good, he took advantage of her inattentive state. After all, he just wanted to see and he’d be back in no time. Now slowly backing away and sneaking towards the direction of the strange mammal he’d caught a glance of. 

Daniel carefully peeked around the corner. His breath hitched in his throat, his entire body stiffened up, and his eyes widened in fear, now trained on the fur-raising display a few feet away from him. 

One thing was for certain, from looks alone it wasn’t any average animal he’d seen before. Its frame and size were far more imposing than that of a polar bear. The cub couldn’t help but stare and watch this odd new creature that stood before him rummaging through a dumpster. Carelessly tossing bits of trash and rotten food to the ground creating a horrid mess on the ground below.

Just then as he tried his best to remain calm, he heard the concerned voice of his mother now calling out for him from behind. 

“Danny! What are you doing over here? I told you to…wait…for me.” His mother questioned with a disapproving glare meanwhile expecting an explanation from her son. But it soon faded when she realized her son wasn’t paying her any mind which was unusual behavior for him.

The moment she looked in the direction to see whatever had her child so captivated and distracted, she felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach upon getting a full view of the bizzare sight.

She quietly reached out to Daniel, placing her paws on his shoulders and trying to guide him away from the scene as quietly as possible. 

But all it took was one little mistake for everything to go wrong. Despite her efforts to not draw any attention to herself or her son, she failed to notice the empty soda can on the ground she was about to mistakenly step on.

CRUNCH!

In an instant the beast froze, yanking its head back out of the dumpster. Raising its nose high to the sky and sniffing around as if it were searching for the source of the noise. The pair now had a good view of the foreign mammal’s features. Now that it was standing upright at its full height which was far bigger than they anticipated this monster to be, the impending doom they felt only dialed up tenfold.

It turned to face the two onlookers before letting out a beastly howl. One that shook the air around them and could be heard even from the furthest corners of the city. The terrified screams from the two were completely drowned out by the bloodcurdling sound.

The natives of Zootopia weren’t prepared for the Chaos that was now set in motion. A disaster that would make the Nighthowler Incident pale in comparison.

-ZPD (Cell Block)-

The entire block was empty, say for one. Where a female wolf remained. A grief stricken look stuck on her face as she stared blankly at the ground underneath her feet. Fresh tears streaming down her cheeks as she mourned the life she’d sacrificed. All in a matter of two days everything began to crumble around her as the consequences for the wolf’s actions instantaneously made themselves known.

Despite her lectures on Seven’s personality, it was far than enough to convince the authorities that releasing an undocumented mammal into the streets of Zootopia wasn’t done out of spite due to being fired by Cori the day prior to the human’s escape.

At the end of the day whether it was done with good intentions or not, she brazenly endangered countless mammals.

And soon she’d have to reap what she sowed.

“Ms. Handerson?”

The voice of Officer Hopps caught Kelly’s attention. Also being accompanied by the sound of the cell door being unlocked which put a hold on the wolf’s moment of self loathing. She looked up to see the esteemed fox and bunny cop duo standing outside her cell. Still carrying those same sympathetic expressions.

“We’re escorting you to the courthouse now.” Judy continued.

“Already? I thought it would at least take a month or two until I’d have a scheduled hearing.” Kelly said dumbfounded.

“We thought the same but apparently your case is a priority now, for obvious reasons. Along with your confession making it a lot easier for the court to sentence you. If you ask me I think they’re trying to be as lowkey as possible about the whole situation. They’re still trying to keep the public unaware of Seven’s presence.” Judy replied.

“Okay…just give me a moment.” Handerson softly whined.

Kelly got to her feet and stepped out of her cell, placing her paws without instruction allowing Nick to cuff her with little to no problem. 

“Just follow us please.” Nick instructed.

The trio made their way down the corridor that led into the lobby of the department. An awkward silence lingered between them. That was until Handerson chose to break it to the surprise of two officers.

“I’m sorry for all this. I never intended for things to get out of hand like this.” Kelly apologized.

Judy and Nick exchanged worried glances before turning their attention back on the remorseful wolfess. 

“It’s okay Kelly. Believe me, this is still a lot to digest.” Judy started.

“You can say that again.” Nick added.

“But if it turns out you’re lying, I won’t be able to help you once the judicial system gets involved.” Judy continued.

“I don’t expect you to and I don’t expect to be seen as anything else but guilty when the time comes.” Kelly shamefully admitted.

Even if their fellow officers weren’t so easily convinced or trusting of Handerson’s reasoning, Judy couldn’t bring herself to believe her long time family friend had an evil bone in her body. She’d always viewed her as the caring type whose kind nature knew no bounds. Especially when it came to those she cared about.

To think she of all mammals would willingly put her family and countless other innocents in danger for some underlying malicious goal seemed impossible.

Soon they were out in the lobby where most of the staff and officers were going about their daily routine. 

The three stopped at the front desk, finding Clawhauser deeply entranced by whatever he was viewing on his phone. Presumably the gazelle app he was usually found fawning over.

“Hey Clawhauser!” Judy waved which was more than enough to snap the cheetah out his trance.

“Oh hey guys! What do you need?” Clawhauser asked with his usual jovial tone.

“We’re giving Ms Handerson here a ride to the courthouse. Think you could let Chief Buffalo Butt know we’re on our way?” Nick jokingly asked.

“Sure thing Nick.” Ben replied stiffening a chuckle before pulling out his radio, being greeted with a loud static noise that came from the small device in his paws. “Hey Chief! It’s Clawhauser. Just letting you know Judy and Nick are on their way to you now with.”

“Okay good, I’ll be waiting.” The broad voice of Bogo could be heard grumbling over the radio.

After checking in with Clawhauser as their chief had requested before leaving, they were free to go. Even if the outcome was fairly obvious, Kelly dreaded what would soon be her new life. Trapped behind bars, stuck with a cellmate she’d most likely hate, having to say goodbye to five star meals. But then she remembered what’d enduring it all for in the in.

More specifically who. 

Just as they were about to step through the front doors and out into the open world the two cops felt their phones vibrating violently in their pockets in addition to an ear piercing alarm that came from them. It was inescapable as their devices weren’t the only ones affected. It could be heard throughout the entire building coming from the devices of others.

Judy was the first to take out her cellphone seeing an emergency notification pop up on her screen.

It read as follows, “Emergency Nationwide Broadcast Alert! This is not a test. There have been recent reports of a dangerous animal wreaking havoc in Downtown Zootopia. We advise you to stay indoors at all times. If you are outside at this time, do not engage the creature. Run away and hide for your own safety. Another alert will be issued when this problem is resolved. In the meantime stay safe, and may god be with you all.”

“What’s that all about?” Kelly inquired with interest and concern.

“I think they found him.” Judy replied.

“Really? What makes you so sure?” Kelly asked.

“She’s not wrong.” Nick said with full conviction and now pointing in the direction of the crowd watching what could only be described as a chaotic scene unfolding on the tv mounted on the wall. “That’s all the proof we need.”

The three could only look on in horror as it showed a ZNN live recording of a bird’s eye view of the town, no longer in its usual lively thriving state where mammals from all backgrounds would be seen carrying on with their daily lives. Now a ghost town devoid of any civilians. Cars and trucks overturned and damaged beyond repair were scattered across the street, some even ablaze.

Standing amongst the destruction was Seven he’d now taken on a terrifying form. It couldn’t have been him, was it? His appearance had drastically changed but there was no other explanation. 

“No…” Kelly muttered in a hoarse and heartbroken tone.

Even after all three years of consistent research Kelly believed they had only scratched the surface when it came to his capabilities. But she never thought to this extent.

So many questions consumed her mind.

What could’ve led up to this? 

Did she truly make a mistake setting him free? Was he taking revenge on the world that kept him locked up?

Did she unwittingly unleash the apocalypse upon the very city she’d come to love?

Chapter Text

“I know they say the camera adds ten pounds, but this is ridiculous!” Nick commented jokingly despite the tremendous fear that settled into his very being.

“I can’t believe what I’m seeing.” Judy muttered under her breath. A new darker reality settles in for her, destroying every trace of normalcy that remained in her life ever since the beginning of the investigation.

“That can’t be him…but how?” Kelly said.

Seven, the sweet intelligent human she’d come to know had warped into a twisted version of himself. A hideous hulking beast covered from head to toe in droves of thick dark brown fur. With the addition of a tail that protruded from his backside. Drooling at the mouth, claws and fangs bared, and ready to fight.

The crowd could only sit and watch helplessly as the mayhem continued. Everyone in the precinct breathed a collective sigh of relief when a multitude of armored squad cars and vans arrived on the scene. 

Bold letters that spelt out “Z.M.F.” were printed on the sides of the vehicles, Zootopia’s militia was now on the scene. Their arrival highlighted the severity of the situation.

“Oh shit! The ZMF are here!” A lion excitedly said from within the crowd.

“They should be able to handle it with no trouble, right?” An otter asked.

“It’s the ZMF, of course they will. That monster doesn’t stand a chance. Now that the artillery has arrived.” An elephant stated with full conviction and belief behind his words.

The sliding doors opened up, large mammals wearing tactical vests and wielding modified assault rifles hopped out one by one. Aiming their weapons at the other worldly monstrosity that was causing destruction to their cherished city.

Their sergeant, a snow white timberwolf, held up a megaphone. His voice was loud and demanding compliance.

“This is the ZMF! You are an undocumented animal destroying public property. Come with us peacefully or we’ll be authorized to use force!” He yelled.

Seven frowned at the threat, growling menacingly and getting on all fours. Even if he didn’t verbally answer, his defensive stance gave the idea his intentions weren’t to surrender.

“Ready your weapons and prepare to engage!” The wolf announced.

Seven with incredible speed charged towards the roadblock of officers. The authorization to shoot was immediately given. 

“FIRE!” The wolf commanded!

Gunfire erupted, the soldiers unleashing a flurry of bullets in his direction. Seven effortlessly tore through them, his blood painting the pavement. Bits of flesh being ripped clean from his body by the bullets that grazed him.

To everyone’s surprise, instead of attacking, the human bounded a great distance over his pursuers and the cars that blocked his way. Now taking off further down the road.

“Back in the trucks! Go!”

They piled back into the vehicles with not a second to waste. Now tailing after him, sirens blaring. The news helicopter now followed the chase closely. It was apparent to all who could view the madness that the ZMF’s efforts were in vain. Seven took a sharp right turn into oncoming traffic, bobbing and weaving in between cars. Throwing the militia off course from his trail. 

To their dismay even with their best drivers on duty, it proved to be incredibly difficult to navigate the road to prevent more damage and unfortunately granting their target the opportunity to gain some distance between them. The human’s speed and agility was unmatched and his ability to maneuver through speeding cars with such sharp and precise reaction timing.

Suddenly Judy had broken out of her intense glare at the television from her cell phone going off in her pocket. Looking to see who it was, it showed the picture of her mother and father, Bonnie and Stu Hopps warmly smiling into the camera. She prayed they weren’t calling just to ultimately reveal they were trapped in the epicenter of the havoc currently unfolding.

“Mom? Dad?” Judy said with concern and preparing for the worst.

“Judy! Where are you? We just got the alert.” The distressed voice of her mother questioned.

“I’m okay, don't worry. I’m hiding at the precinct watching everything on tv. I’m not alone though, Nick’s here too.” Judy answered with solace. 

“Howdy Mister and Missus H!” Nick greeted, feeling quite relieved to hear from Judy’s parents as well. “We’re all in one piece.”

“Oh sweet cheese and crackers you’re both okay.” Stu said, sounding like he was on the verge of weeping.

“You guys aren’t in the city at the moment right?” Judy asked.

“Absolutely not! Your father and I were on a business run to Gideon’s when we got the alert while we were on the road. We immediately came right back home. We didn’t wanna risk leaving your siblings alone…after seeing what we saw on the news.” Bonnie replied fearfully. “What is that thing Judy?”

“I…I don’t know Mom.” Judy softly muttered, unsatisfied with her own answer. “Listen, just in case if things get really bad and we have to evacuate the city, I need you both to wait for me back home and pack up any resources you can find around the house. Like water, food, batteries…”

At that moment Nick had turned his gaze away from the tv to check on the status of Handerson. His eyes grew, a puzzled look on his face as he now scanned the lobby for the wolf who was nowhere to be seen. Judy was too sidetracked staying updated with her parents over the phone to notice Kelly had vanished completely from sight. While they were distracted she managed to slip away from the crowd, at the entrance pushing through the front doors. Making her daring escape on the verge to freedom.

“Uhhh…Carrots?” Nick interrupted.

“What?” Judy asked.

Nick urgently gestured towards Kelly who was rushing out the front door. Judy’s eyes expanded and her small heart pounded with adrenaline.

“Mom, Dad. I love you guys but I have to go, it’s urgent. Don’t forget what I said.”

“Judy wai-”

Her phone beeped, signifying Judy hung up to her own displeasure. Surely her parents would understand. She’d just have to explain the details later. At least they were safe.

Now the present moment called for her to spring into action. Judy darted off towards the entrance, her vulpine partner not too far behind. “After her Nick!”

“Right behind you!” Nick retorted with a confident smirk.

“Judy?! Nick?! Where are you guys going? Chef just called in! He wants us to stay here with the civilians!” Clawhauser yelled, dumbfounded as to why either of the two would be in a rush to leave. Even more so with that creature running rampant outside where it was objectively risky.

“Kelly escaped! Let the chief know we’re pursuing her now.” Judy answered.

Kelly aggressively panted as she dashed across the ZPD parking lot. It seems most of the city had already evacutated or were in hiding as the streets were practically empty. With the exception of fully fuctional abandoned cars that took up the street, presumably from citezens that were in a rush to escape at the time of the alert.

The clock was ticking and only so much of Zootopia remained before it would all come crashing down from Seven’s unbridled fury. She couldn’t bear to witness the chaos any longer, or listen to the call for his capture by mammals who’s understanding of his character were warped and the furthest thing from accurate.

This was her all doing. It all started with her setting him free. And now it was time to rectify her mistake and make amends.

“Freeze Handerson! Paws where we can see them.” Nick called out. “And turn around slowly.”

Her body tensed up and she automatically raised her cuffed paws into the air. Baffled how Judy and Nick had managed to catch up with her in such a short amount of time. At this rate trying to run away would prove pointless and only worsen her predicament. Turning around slowly as requested by Officer Wilde, until she was facing the duo. Both of them focusing their tranquilizer guns on the wolf, claws firmly on the trigger.

“Why’d you run?! You set him loose in the city and now you’re trying to make a break for it?” Judy questioned harshly.

“That’s not what I’m doing at all! I’m trying to fix this!” Kelly scowled, getting offended by the accusation. “This was never my intention. I need to find Seven, help him come back to his senses, and make this right. So many innocent mammals are in danger because of my actions. I owe it to them and Seven.”

“Not that I don’t find that sentiment admirable, but are you insane?! Did you watch the same broadcast as us? He’ll rip you to shreds.” Nick stated.

“No…he’s not like that. I’ve known him for nearly four years. Granted he’s had his moments where he’ll get agitated and wouldn’t acknowledge us for a week, but never has he resorted to violence or aggression.” Kelly said, denying Nick’s assumption.

Their conversation was cut short, due to Nick receiving a call out of the blue. He expected to see his mother’s contact info flashing on the screen but it was someone he least expected.

An ex-partner in crime to be precise.

“Finnick?” Nick asked.

“Wilde!”

Nick could almost feel his eardrum quaking from Finn’s voice booming through his phone. How he missed the head splitting sensation of having his ear yelled off by the little guy.

“Heeeey buddy! Listen, can this wait until later? Right now’s not a good time. I’m in the middle of something urgent.” Nick spoke into his phone while Judy made an effort not to lose track of Kelly again. Not daring to look away for even a second.

“Well so is this! Where are you and your girlfriend right now?” Finnick asked.

Nick sighed and rolled his eyes at the selected choice of wording Finn used to convey his question.

“First of all, not my girlfriend. Second, we’re standing outside the ZPD building. Where are you?” Nick whispered into the phone. Knowing how reclusive Finnick was, he assumed he was hiding out somewhere in the city in the middle of all the chaos taking place. “Haven’t you seen the news?”

“I’m driving through it as we speak. It’s like a ghost town out here. I ain’t got a lot of time to explain but Honey’s keeping me updated on that thing’s location. She just told me it’s coming right for ya.” Finnick explained quickly.

“Honey’s with you?” Nick asked, flabbergasted. 

“Like I said Nick, I don’t have all the time in the world to give you an essay about it. I’ll tell you later but in the meantime wait until we get there.” Finnick repeated. “No matter what happens, don’t let your cop buddies hurt him.”

BEEP!

Before Nick could ask him to elaborate on that last part, it was already too late. Finnick had abruptly ended their call. Leaving the vulpine unsatisfied with the very limited information he was given.

It was a lot to register all in one take for but Nick found himself stumped on the last part. Why would he care if harm came to the human? Unless Finnick had a vital role to play in this which didn’t add up. Of course he’d known him for partaking in his fair share of shady dealings but nothing to this degree. Again, he and Judy would be left with more questions than answers.

“What’s wrong Nick?” Judy asked out of concern.

“That was Finn. He’s saying Seven's on his way here.” Nick replied.

“Should we let the others know?” Judy suggested.

Suddenly an ear piercing roar accompanied by blaring police sirens could be heard not too far away. The massive furry creature came bolting down the street and out into view. The three mammals froze in terror, watching Seven stopping completely in his tracks and standing upright, his upper body drenched on what they could only assume was his own blood. The sheer size of him was far more terrifying and uncanny to see in person.

He shifted his gaze in their direction. To their surprise he simply stood there. Mouth agape and his eyes trained on Kelly. Who also shared a similar expression as they locked eyes. Judy and Nick no longer were focused on capturing Handerson again now that a bigger threat was standing a few feet away from them. 

“Oh my god, Seven?” Kelly muttered incredulously. 

“Kelly?...” The beast whined in a deep hoarse voice before tilting his head curiously and closely studying the wolf's feature. It that gave the impression that he recognized her. Something none of them expected.

At that moment, a newfound sense of hope filled Kelly’s heart. The human boy she’d come to see as family wasn’t gone. On top of that, he'd spoken for the first time which astonished her beyond words. Under all that fur and slobber, Seven was still in there…somewhere.

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There he was standing a few feet away from her. The human’s mouth agape, his gaze transfixed on the black wolfess coming towards him. Images and memories of a better time that the two spent together played in his mind like a movie.

An almost deafening whirring sound emanating from overhead as a ZNN Helicopter became visible up in the sky snapped him out of his nostalgia filled stupor.. Kelly carefully approached the stumped human. Holding out her cuffed paws as she slowly stepped closer to Seven.

“It’s okay hun, just relax. I’m here now. You remember me don’t you?” She calmly asked with a hopeful grin.

Seven backed away a few steps with a fearful look in his eyes, now on all fours. His head flinched as Kelly reached out to touch him before he eventually calmed down, easing up and allowing the wolf’s paws to stroke his muzzle. Kelly’s touch seemingly put the monster’s rampage on hold.

It ultimately left the only two cops who witnessed the stumped and unsure what to say or do next. They kept their defensive stances and tranquilizer guns focused on the human just in case the worst scenario came to pass.

The authorities had finally caught up, police cruisers and tactical vans came pouring in. Exiting the vehicles and wasting no time to draw their weapons again.

“See? You’re safe now.” Kelly muttered, her soft soothing voice even forcing a grin out of Seven. She didn’t even look in the direction of the arriving forces. Ready to take away the only family she had left. She knew getting in the way would only complicate the process of containing him, that being her intention from the beginning.

“Uhh…what exactly are we witnessing here Carrots?” Nick asked, finding himself unable to look away.

“I wish I could tell you, but I’m not so sure myself. She actually managed to calm him down.” Judy muttered in disbelief before slowly lowering her dart gun. She was captivated by the unordinary sight, her ears drooping. “This…doesn’t feel right.”

“When Finnick called said we shouldn’t let the force harm him no matter what, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Which is odd considering I’ve known the guy for years, not much he cares about these days.” Nick recalled.

“Wait, do you think…he knew? About Seven? For his sake I really hope he doesn’t have anything to do with this.” Judy asked.

“You and me both but as much as I hate to admit it, it’s the only possible explanation. We’ll just have to ask him when gets here.” Nick answered. “Well, speak of the devil.”

Nick noticed the aforementioned fennec’s van pulling up behind them. The driver’s and passenger doors swung open and out came Finnick and Honey who looked worse for wear. Which was understandable as the entire city was currently on high alert and on edge by the series of unprecedented events. 

Then stepping out the back of the van was a fox neither of the two could exactly pinpoint the identity of.

“Toot-Toot! You’ve finally made it to the party.” Nick teased spreading out his arms for a hug.

“Hug me and I’ll break your arms.” Finnick stated matter-of-factly. 

Nick let his arms fall back down to his side, pretending to be wounded by Finnick’s callous remark. “Aww, not even just for a second? I’m hurt.”

“Not as hurt as you’re gonna be if you don’t knock it off!” Finnick barked back in annoyance.

“Never change Finnick. Never change.” Nick smirked, shaking his head. Unbeknownst to him, he failed to predict the attack that was coming from behind. “OOF!”

All the wind was knocked out of his lungs as he was pulled into a bone-crushing hug. He felt his feet were being lifted a few inches off the ground.

“Nicky!” Honey squealed before setting the dishevelled red fox. “I haven’t seen you in ages. You never call and you never write.”

“It’s good to see you too Honey.” Nick wheezed while fixing his fluffed up tail. He noticed the new member of the trio approaching them.

“I see you guys are making new friends already. Who’s the new guy? He looks a little shell shocked.” Nick asked out of curiosity, taking a slight jab at the Tibetan fox’s uncanny facial expression.

“I can see it on your face, yes my name is Archie.” the unfamiliar vulpine announced which startled Nick a bit. “I’m here to witness history in the making.”

“Which part? Him trashing our city?” Nick asked, visibly frustrated.

“Or endangering thousands of innocent mammals?” Judy added.

“I understand your frustrations, officers. I wish it didn’t have to come to this either but that…” He replied defensively then gestured at the scene of Kelly, who despite the odds was able to quell the beast’s destructive wrath at least for a moment. “Is what I came to see. The sign that Zootopia’s rejuvenation is underway. He may look like a feral monster now, but looks can be deceiving. Let me ask you a question, has he killed anybody? No? He may have caused thousands of dollars in property damage but that’s only because he’s not himself. He’s scared and confused and he needs our help more than anything.”

Nick said nothing and folded his arms. “What are trying to say?”

“That as a fellow fox and predator I would expect you to know what it’s like to be in his position.” Archie frowned.

With that being said, Archie brushed past Nick. Leaving him dealing with a tidal wave of emotions after his lecture. Joining Kelly in keeping Seven grounded and calm from all the overwhelming attention now placed on him. She stood in front of Seven, shielding the human with Archie now taking place at her side and doing the same.

“We’re gonna ask you both politely to step away from him.” The squad leader suggested.

“We’ll do no such thing!” Archie barked back defiantly. “I’ve waited years for this moment and I’ll be damned if I let all that time and effort go to waste.”

“Man, those two got a pair of them.” Finnick commented, sounding impressed by their unwillingness to be moved.

The tensions and stakes were high and everyone could feel it. Although the true battle that would determine Zootopia’s fate was unseen. 

A mental struggle that was taking place within the beast.

-???-

It was all a blur.

One moment I was in the middle of a panic attack outside of a sacred temple, the next I went completely blank and I couldn't see or feel anything.

Then up from above, a singular beam of light cascaded down on me. I looked around frantically, hoping to figure out more about my surroundings but to no avail. I couldn’t even see the source of where that light had come from.

I appeared to be in the middle of some endless black void that seemingly went on forever. I attempted to stand up on my feet but was yanked back down by a set of chains that were latched onto my arms and legs that I hadn’t taken notice of prior. I didn’t even feel the clamps that were not tightly gripping my wrists and ankles.

“What is this? Where am I?”

Then at the moment an unsettling cackle echoed throughout the empty space I was trapped in. Sending chills down my spine and causing my heart to pound profusely in my chest. The laugh sounded like it belonged to a male. “Why, you are within the confines of your own mind my dear homo sapien!”

My mind? But how is that possible? Unless I was dreaming? Or did I…die?

I don’t even remember falling asleep to begin with. Every second of this felt just as real as my waking life, so how is this possible?

On the bright side, my ability to speak entirely on my own had came back. I couldn't express how much it was a relief to hear my own voice again.

“Who said that?! What are you gonna do to me?!” I yelled in a demanding tone hoping I sounded intimidating enough, but in all honesty I was scared shitless. Why did this freaky paranormal shit have to happen to me?

“I can assure you Seven, there’s no need to be afraid. I am simply here to provide you guidance on your journey which you are clearly in desperate need of. If you have any questions, fire away!” The strange voice cheerfully stated before leaving me in an uncomfortable silence to ponder on what my first question would be.

“Oh…um…well for starters, who am I talking to? What are you?” I asked. Hopefully the entity wasn’t too secretive of their identity.

“You’re free to address me as Drocsid! As for what I am, you may see me as a spiritual guide of sorts. Here to provide moral support and guidance for a troubled young spirit such as yourself.” The being answered with enthusiasm. 

“Oh that’s…very touching. So how do you intend to help me? Why am I here?” I rambled anxiously.

“I merely wish to help you gain control back over your own body. As you are not yourself at the moment. Here, I’ll give you a headstart!”

SNAP!

In an instant the chains that held me down vanished into thin air. Finally giving me the opportunity to move freely. I know people say not to listen to the voices in your head, but I may just have to make an exception here.

Not that I had any other option.

“Woah, Thanks Drocsid.” I said with the utmost gratitude. Picking myself off the ground and taking a stand on my two feet. Being relieved of the tremendous weight that previously held me down. “By the way, what did you mean by I’m not myself?” 

“Why don’t you see for yourself?”

A giant screen spawned out of thin air in front of me. The bright colors dimmed down and I now had a clear image of the open streets of Zootopia. 

But the streets were empty, cars overturned and on fire, trash and debris littering the streets. I continued to look on in horror, an impending feeling of hopelessness growing inside me seeing the desolated state of the once thriving city.

Not a single Zootopian was in view.

But that’s when I saw…it.

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when I laid eyes on it.

I made out some big furry creature standing on all fours. It wasn’t any animal that I’d ever gotten the chance to see during the time I hid out in Zootopia. The creature was in the middle of ransacking an abandoned food truck. The truck squeaked and shook as the animal's massive physique aggressively pressed on its axis. Vegetables, condiments, and napkins were being carelessly thrown on the ground.

“What happened to Zootopia? It’s a mess, and what the hell is that thing supposed to be?” I murmured shakily. 

“Let’s just say you might as well be looking in a mirror.” Drocsid replied suggestively

The creature had finally taken a break and brought its head out of the truck. Finally giving me a good at the thing’s revolting face. Its muzzle pooling with viscous saliva, the sharp pointy ends of razor sharp teeth protruded from the folds of its lips. I unfortunately got a good look at those cold sunken eyes. Filled with nothing but pure unadulterated rage.

The realization hit me like a semi-truck.

No…

He wasn’t seriously implying that…

“That’s…me? It can’t be.” I argued, denying his claim.

Although my knowledge of my own species was limited, I knew for a fact I wasn’t capable of turning into whatever the hell kind of monster I was looking at.

“Is it really all that hard to believe? I’m aware this isn’t easy for you to digest in one sitting, but rest assured that there is a way that I can help change you back. Hopefully just in time before you can do any serious damage.” Drocsid added. “Just think about the danger your poor dear Handerson could be in at this very moment. Or tiny defenseless Finnick, you know he isn’t running from anything with those stubby little legs.”

There wasn’t any option left for me. If what he said was to be believed then there wasn’t a second to waste. I needed to act fast, become normal again. After giving myself the biggest mental prep talk I took a deep breath and released. Feeling every bit of stress and anxiety leaving my body and being replaced with a newfound determination to save not only myself but Zootopia and its people.

So much was at stake here.

“Okay, what do I need to do first?” I asked confidently.

“Splendid!”

The ground began to tremble violently. A wooden door bursting out of the ground with a white fluorescent seeping through the cracks. Inaudible whispers coming from the other side, calling me, beckoning me to pass through the door.

“Beyond that door leads to the House of Memories and before you ask, yes it’s exactly how it sounds. That’s the deeper recesses of your mind where all of your precious memories are created and stored. The only way you'll come to your senses again is if you gain your memories back, only then will you understand how to gain control back over your body again.” Drocsid carefully explained as I took in every word. 

“Okay, sounds simple enough.” I stated.

I walked up to the door, the voices getting louder. The light only became brighter with each step I took towards it.

“Unfortunately there won’t be much I’ll be able to do for you once you’re on the other side. After all there’s only so much a chaos go- I mean, spiritual guide and do for his mortal chum. But if you do find yourself getting lost and in need of directions just call out! I’ll be rooting for you on the sidelines.”

My hand now firmly gripped the doorknob. “Thanks again, this still doesn’t make a lick of sense.”

“Well where is the fun in making sense of anything these days?” Drocsid questioned cryptically.

“I guess you’ve got a point there.” I replied. “Welp, here goes nothing.”

I twisted the doorknob, pushing through as I creaked loudly. All of my senses being overridden by the blinding light and barrage of foreign voices that penetrated my ears. After waiting it out for a couple of seconds everything became clear again and I found that the environment had changed exponentially. No longer an empty infinite black void. Countless twinkling stars filled the night sky up above, colorful magnificent quasars and nebulas shining and beaming luminously, visible in the distance of this endless expanse of cosmic beauty. 

I noticed I was standing on some sort of floating rock. Then just in front of me was a small house, but something about its exterior design felt familiar.

Two floors, blue curved wooden triangular rooftop and a red wooden material which made up the outer walls, four windows, a metal barred front door, and a small garden in the front yard that bloomed with plant life. Calla lilies, daffodils, lotus flowers, and cherry blossoms.

Then I remembered the day before my escape from the lab’s suffocating clutches.

It was the same house I painted during testing time. The mystery of its importance still lingering.

“The soul is a marvelous thing is it not?”

“Yeah, so beautiful, it’s like I’ve got an entire universe inside me. But how? This shouldn’t be possible.” I muttered in awe.

“Why of course you do! All souls do! It’s only the natural order of things as you are part of the universe and vice versa. As above, so below my friend.” Drocid explained enthusiastically. “My, you mortals really think you’ve got it all figured out don’t you?”

"You could say that.” I said, turning my attention back to the house. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

Time to embark on an adventure of self discovery and get the answers that I’ve seeked for so long. Then gain control over my body again before whatever was controlling me on the outside only worsens my situation.

Chapter Text

“So who’s the wolf chick?” Finnick asked, looking in the direction of Nick and Judy expectantly.

“That’s Kelly Handerson. She’s a scientist that looked after Seven until he escaped the lab he was being held in.” Judy answered. 

“He came from a lab? Figures, wish I could say that’s shocking but he didn’t exactly remind me of some lost hick from Bunnyburrow.” The fennec added.

“What did you just-” Judy stepped forward to defend her hometown only to be stopped by Nick.

“Let me handle this, Carrots. You’ve got a lot of nerve y’know that? Since we’re on the topic, time you owe us an explanation. For starters, What's your role in all this? How do you know Seven?” Nick questioned sternly.

Finnick sighed and pulled out a cigarette to calm his nerves. Lighting it and taking a quick drag, immediately feeling the stress escape his tiny body after the first exhale.

“I knew this was coming. If you think I’m responsible for why’s like that, then you’re sorely mistaken. As for how we met, it’s a long story.” Finnick replied, still fixated on the stand-off between the authorities and the two mammals vehemently guarding Seven.

“We’ve got time.” Judy retorted.

“To keep a long story short I saved his ass when he was getting pummeled by some jerks in an alley. I had a gut feeling something was off about him so I let him hang with me for a bit. One thing led to another and we ended up in Tiwet.” Finnick recalled.

“You mean that tourist attraction in Sahara Square?” Nick asked.

“It was his idea. I thought it was a scam. But I’ll admit that he proved me wrong. From what he told me, he barely remembers anything about himself.” Finnick continued.

“So how do you explain that?” Judy asked, gesturing at the human.

“Nighthowlers.”

“What?! Nighthowlers?!” Nick yelped in fear. 

Judy ears dropping upon the mentioning of the dangerous drug. After everything they went through to make sure it never saw the light of day. Even after the case was closed, it still managed to negatively affect the populace.

“But how?” Judy pressed.

“It happened so fast. We were outside some sort of temple and he was trying to tell us something, but some dick darted him with that stuff. Then he turned into whatever the hell that thing is, you’re both lucky you weren’t around to see it in real time.” Finnick cringed, the mental image of Seven’s painful transformation still lingering in his mind. “I could tell by the scent the dart was giving off. I’m sure of it.”

With this context in mind, Judy suddenly felt a tinge of heart-wrenching guilt. Even pity for the human. He’s the first mammal she’s ever come across to have such a different reaction to substance, one that could change his anatomy entirely.

“I’m sure you two already have your preconceived notions on the type of mammal he is. Naive? Yeah, a little annoying, and he’s in over his head but his heart is in the right place. Seven’s a lot of things but a monster ain’t one of them. He was dealt a bad paw.” Finnick added, not bothering to hide a shred of the sympathy he shared for Seven.

This was high praise on Finnick’s end and a rare one at that. Which baffled his ex partner in crime beyond words. He was so confident and sincere with the answer he gave that it was unreal. Nick didn’t remember it being that easy to earn a spot on Finn’s good side when they first met.

They could only continue to speculate as the standoff between the militia and the two mammals began to intensify.

“We’ve asked you both politely to evacuate the area. This is your final warning or we’ll take you both in.” The wolf officer commanded one last final time.

But little did they know that a tiger sniper had taken position on the ZPD rooftops. Sights aimed at the unsuspecting human. Claw on the trigger and awaiting the signal from his leader.

-???-

I stood motionless, staring blankly at the house in front of me. My body was frozen like a statue and my ability to walk seemed unresponsive as I continued to study it. Almost like I was stuck in some sort of trance, my heart pounded erratically in my chest.

I’d finally get the answers I’d been tirelessly searching for. I was excited of course, but deeply concerned at the same time. One question in particular refused to leave the back of my mind.

Would I like what I find there?

Of course, there was only one way to find out.

“Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet already?” Drocsid questioned impatiently, snapping me out of my daydreaming.

“No! Just…taking a minute to myself that’s all.” I replied while trying to revive my confidence.

Then I remembered what was at stake here and my fear faltered.

I pressed on towards the house. To be honest, I'd rather get some answers than be in the dark forever about my identity even if there’s a chance I’ll hate what I discover. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I was gonna take advantage of it despite my worries. I pushed the gate door open and was immediately greeted with the smell of fresh cut grass. 

The flowers in the garden swayed peacefully as I passed them. Their heads followed my every move, almost giving me the impression that they were watching me which of course creeped me out but I didn’t allow it to waver me from continuing to the entrance.

“Here we go, the moment of truth.” I said aloud. “And you’re one hundred percent sure this is how I’ll get my answers?”

“You’ll just have to take a chance on me and see for yourself, now won’t you? The house will show you what you need to see.” Drocsid replied in a carefree manner that didn’t reassure me at all.

I twisted the doorknob and gently pressed against the door, the hinges squeaking. Poking my head through the sizable gap in the doorway. Only to be taken aback by what I saw, which wasn’t the interior of your average house as I originally expected.

“Holy…shit.” I mumbled in disbelief.

I was back in the center of Tiwet, although the city had a few key differences from the last time I was here. The first was the infrastructure or lack thereof. No houses, shops, or even roads for that matter. Only tents and huts stretched out beyond the lands. The city of Zootopia as far as I could make out was nonexistent and that place is pretty hard to miss. I marveled up at the sunset sky, starstruck by the gorgeous scenery. 

I turned my attention towards the small village ahead of me l. The attire of the natives was noticeably different too. Wearing tribal garments, necklaces, and little jewel trinkets. Prey and predator alike peacefully coexisting, the early signs of an emerging utopia that was just on the horizon.

But upon further inspection I could make out how busy the village was. Some animals were sharpening spears, frantically carrying bags and boxes, and even barricading their homes. Something you’d usually see people do before the start of a war or some life threatening event.

At that moment a flood of images and memories clouded my vision as I stepped through the door. Memories which at first felt foreign but overtime pieced themselves together in my mind like a mental puzzle. I was able to fully grasp and come to understand where I currently stood.

This was Ancient Tiwet, the era of Aton, a life of mine lost to time.

“I remember it now. I used to live here.”

“I see everything’s coming back to you now. The more you venture through these forgotten memories of yours, the more you’ll understand and increase your odds at gaining control.” Drocsid said.

“You’re right. They’re a little hazy but it’s all coming back to me piece by piece. I remember this night specifically! How could I forget it though? So much happened on this night.” I rambled as I impatiently tapped my foot and dwelled on why this day was so important with no success.

“Hey! Who the hell are you?” a voice yelled from behind me which startled me greatly.

But then I realized the stranger’s voice sounded exactly like mine.

“And don’t even bother running. I’ll have you splattered into bits before the thought even crosses your mind. Now turn around…slowly.” The voice demanded cautiously.

I did as I was told, keeping my hands held up in the air as I shifted my body around to face them. My suspicions now confirmed when I saw that I was now face to face with none other than myself and behind this doppelganger of mine was the Temple of Tranquility in all its glory and sanctity.

It was so surreal, staring myself in the face. Except this version of me had a gruff appearance to say the least. Wearing my old attire with the inclusion of a side cape that dangled over his shoulder and down the left side of his body. 

I never looked more badass in my life. Don’t even get me started on the beard I was supporting, bushy and thick but somehow in a period where modern technology was nonexistent I managed to keep it well trimmed and maintained with whatever methods I may have had at the time. The other me’s physical build with ripping muscles and biceps was far superior compared to my more lean one.

Then I caught a glance of the long thick bushy tail that peeked around his hip, extending from his backside. That confirmed it all. He scanned me upon and down, his face warping from a stern and threatening scowl to a perplexed glare.

My counterpart broke the silence, and continued with his questioning.

“What the…oh I know what this is! You’re one of Voryn’s drones in disguise! Lemme guess, he sent you to find and exploit any weakness in our forces? Well guess what? You fucked up buddy and now you’re gonna pay for it big time.” He spoke with full conviction and belief behind his own words, not even giving me a chance to explain myself before getting into a defensive stance like he was prepared to fight.

“Woah Woah Woah! I don’t know who that is! I’m you, I swear! Just give me a chance to explain.” I desperately pleaded, frantically waving my arms.

His angered expression vanished and changed into a one of pity.

“Hmph…Fine, I’ll humor you. Come inside before someone sees you.” He commanded and took lead into the Temple.

Now that we were inside and hidden away from the villagers, I got a moment to marvel at the inside of the temple as it was in a better state than last time I visited. The place was far more welcoming and really provided a sense of security for me.

“I feel like I made a bad first impression. How about we start over. I’m Seven, you are?” I began and extended my hand out for a shake.

“Aton.” He answered, reluctantly taking my hand for a shake. 

I figured as much. I was truly the last human of legend. At the moment when I heard him speak that seemingly influential name in Tiwet’s culture. I was at a loss for words with this new knowledge. To know I had such an impactful role in the world that came after mine sent a tidal wave of conflicting emotions and thoughts my way.

“Alright, now explain. Why do you look like me? And you’re human too at that. I thought I was the last one?” Aton pressed on. “Are there others?”

“That’s because I’m you and I hate to break it to you, but unfortunately you still are the last human. As far as I’m aware the rest are gone.” I answered. 

“So how is any of this possible?”

I hesitated for a moment. There’s no way he’d be able to handle such a harsh truth. One that implied his existence wasn’t his own and this time had long since passed and he was nothing more than a fragment of a memory within the confines of my own head. But at the same time, lying wouldn’t get me anywhere or possibly increase my chances of convincing Atom to trust me.

“That’s…because you aren’t real, dude. None of this is.” I boldly stated which caused his face to scrunch up into a bewildered frown.

“What is that supposed to mean? I’m not real? Yeah right.” Aton scoffed in denial.

“I’m not yanking your chain here, I’m serious! This is only possible because it’s a memory assembled by my mind. Happening in my head. I hate to break it to you but that’s the honest truth.” I explained in a tone of urgency. 

“Oh brother, here it comes.”

“But…that c-can't be. I-I’m about to go to war! I have a life here that I’ve built for myself. A wife and kid and you’re telling me it’s all for nothing?!” Aton blurted, his eyes grew and he panted anxiously.

“I’m sorry but it’s the…” I paused momentarily. My mind now hung up on that last statement. Surely I misheard him. “Hold the phone, what was that last part?”

“Aton! Are you here?” A gentle feminine voice called out from outside the temple.

Our conversation came to an abrupt pause. 

That voice…

Aton pointed in the direction of the statue, “Hide over there!”

Without a second to spare, I sprinted behind one of the statue's legs. I peeked my head out somewhat but not enough to give away my hiding spot.

Entering the temple was a lioness with the most captivating snow white fur and a pair of enchanting emerald green eyes that were brimming with kindness and compassion. She wore a cream colored tunic top over a multi-colored handmade skirt. I don’t know why, but my gut began to stir. My face flushed red and I could feel myself getting all warm and soft inside with each passing second that I studied her form. It was like a 

There was no denying what I was currently feeling. It was love.

And not the kind I expressed to those I view as family, it was intimate and passionate. An ancient love that was being reignited in my soul like a flame. And just like that another slew of memories came barreling in.

Her name was Kyr-rah, the village doctor and a past lover of mine. Out of all the mammals that I’d encountered during the time I spent here, she was the one that I grew strongly attached to overtime. Her kindness, candidness, eagerness to help those in need. It’s what drew me to her and from there on our bond slowly blossomed into something far beyond simple friendship.

“Hey hun, What are you doing here? I thought you were helping everyone prepare.” Aton questioned.

“I was, but I’m worried about you. You’ve been so distant lately and you won’t talk to me about it.” Kyr-rah answered worriedly, taking a step closer to Aton before cupping his cheek in her paw and staring deep into his eyes. “Will you tell me?”

I could tell by his disturbed facial expression that what I told him prior to our conversation being interrupted was taking a toll on his mental state. His eyes anxiously darted around as he struggled to maintain eye contact with the gentle lioness.

“It’s a lot, trying to keep everyone together and with those monsters on their way here to finish me off again. There’s no telling what they’ll do to you guys. I can’t afford to lose this time. I…can’t afford to lose you either.” Aton ranted.

A warm smile grew on Kyr-rah’s muzzle.

“Do you know why I named you Aton?” She asked before tilting her head adorably.

“Cause I can’t remember my real one?”

“No silly! It means ‘Sun’ in my home tongue. Way back before I left my pride my mother always used to tell me if I ever got lost, to follow the sun because it’ll always bring you where you need to be. You’ve been my sun and one for so many others.” The lioness said warmly. “The day you arrived I wasn’t quite sure what to make of you and things were already bad enough here. Our crops refused to grow. We had to worry about thieves trying to steal our resources. Our distrust in one another only got stronger and we became more divided together. But you changed all of that. Gave us strength and guided us into unity and our village grew even more. Tiwet became a place of hope and change because of your light. Please keep being the light that brings us together.”

As I closely listened in on their conversation I found myself getting inspired by her words. Even if she wasn’t directly talking to me her words filled my soul with determination and an overpowering strive to make things right. Not only with restoring my memories but saving Zootopia and its citizens from myself. 

“As long as I live and breathe, I’ll never stop.” Aton declared with a confident smile.

“There’s…also something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a long time now.” Kyr-rah said.

“What is it m’lady?” Aton jokingly asked with a carefree grin.

“Do you remember that talk we had? About trying to grow our own family someday?” She continued.

The new direction this conversation was going began to worry me. But I got a strong gut feeling that my suspicions would be confirmed.

“Yeah, of course. it’s all I want for us once this is over with. Why do you ask?” Aton nodded.

“Well, what if I were to tell you…” She took Aton’s hand in her paw and gently guided it down to her lower midsection and smiled proudly. “It won’t be much longer until that dream of ours comes true.”

It only took a few seconds for me to process the implications behind what she said. I felt a nervous fluttering building up in my stomach and my mouth was now agape in shock. That shouldn’t even be genetically possible. Words couldn't fully describe the magnitude of how bamboozled I was at the moment.

I turned my gaze to look at my past self. Now anticipating Aton's response to the jarring revelation. Apparently he was just as quick to catch on as I.

“Y-You’re pregnant? B-but how? Are you s-sure?” Aton stammered, his gaze still transfixed on her tummy.

“At first I thought I was sick but it never went away. So I had our shaman look me over and he’s convinced that we’ll have a little one of our own very soon.” She answered.

Kyr-rah nodded her head with a look of certainty.

“This wasn’t in the story at all.” I thought, dumbfounded and sweating profusely. “I’m a father?!”

“Holy Moly! What a drama bomb!” Drocsid commented

“Is the commentary really necessary right now?” I whispered. I don’t see myself moving on from this moment anytime soon.

“I..This is…God, I’M SO HAPPY! This is the greatest day of my life.” Aton cheered excitedly before lovingly embracing the expecting lioness.

Then to my surprise, the two shared a kiss. Not a simple peck on the cheek. A full on mouth kiss that was full of passion and adoration we once shared for each other. They stared into each other’s eyes for a brief moment until Aton broke the silence.

“I should get back to preparing myself. Who knows how much longer we have until those bastards get here.” Aton stated as they separated from their hug. “You should get somewhere safe sweetie.”

“But-” Kry-rah attempted to object but Aton would quickly stop her.

“No buts missy. I want you to be safe. The last thing I need is for you to get hurt out there. These guys are dangerous, I can’t imagine what they’d do if they got ahold of you.” Aton said.

“Okay. I’ll stay with the elders and cubs. But please make it back home to us.” Kyr-rah pleaded, staring into Aton’s eyes.

“You can count on it.” Aton nodded as if he was completely certain of the outcome being in his favor.

With that being said, the two said their goodbyes and Kry-rah had left the temple. Once she was out of sight I stepped back out into the open. I don’t think my spine would’ve been able to handle staying wedged between rock hard that statue and the throne any longer. 

I took advantage of this moment of silence to gather my thoughts. Out of all the crazy things I expected to find about my past, this wasn’t even close to anything I could’ve guessed.

“I think it’s time for you to answer my questions now. You better make a good case for yourself because I’m having a hard time believing you.” Aton said, folding his arms and giving me an intimidating glare. “We can start with where you came from and why you’re here and I don’t want to hear any bullshit lies.”

Okay, I don’t mind playing the question game for a bit. I quickly constructed a proper explanation on the fly. I still needed to be a bit careful with my wording.

“The best way I could put this is that I’m you from the future. Except no time travel was involved. Like I told you before, this is all a memory. I’m not lying about that part.” I repeated. “I’m here because I need help and I don’t have much time left.”

“Why is that?” Aton inquired.

“Because right now millions of animals are in danger and it’ll be all my fault. It’s all a blur but somehow I turned into a mindless beast and now I’m trapped in my own body and there’s this voice telling me the only way to be in control again is if I regain my memories back.” I said, feeling the severity of the situation weighing on my shoulders.

Aton’s intense glare lessened.

“Turned into a beast? Wait a second, are you talking about this?” Aton questioned before taking a step back.

He shut his eyes and clenched his fists. Aton began to grunt in what seemed like pain as he grew in height and muscle mass and in a matter of seconds he had effortlessly transformed into the very thing I was fighting against. He stared down at me menacingly, awaiting my answer.

“Y-Yeah…that.” I muttered in fear.

“Perhaps the solution you seek isn’t physical but mental? Do you want my two cents on your situation?” Aton grumbled, his voice now horrifyingly deep and guttural. 

“I guess so.” I replied.

“Get used to it. Accept that it's a part of you now and there’s nothing you can do about it.” He said brazenly. “I felt the same way you did at first. But believe me, this form has its perks. I’m sure you’ll come to understand what I mean in the long run.”

How could I come to terms with this? Being the only human in Zootopia already put a massive target on my back. If mammals didn’t fear me before, there’s not a chance they won’t be scared shitless of me now. Gaining their trust will be near impossible. I at least hope Kelly won’t see me any differently when this is over. I sighed and took his words for what they were.

A harsh reality that I couldn’t escape from.

Suddenly the attention grabbing sound of a blaring horn came from outside the temple. Must be some kind of emergency based on my past self’s reaction.

“Dammit, they’re here. Listen I’d love to stick around to catch up with you “Future Me” but I gotta go and if you know what I know you’d leave too.” Aton warned.

“Wait! There’s still more…that I needed…to ask you…” I called out to him but it was too late.

He’d already darted out the door with terrifying speed that I never thought capable of for my species. I felt the disappointment sink in knowing he’d left before I could get more answers. I was so close to figuring out what happened to the rest of my kind. What my life was like before ending up in a world where animals are intelligent and humans were a nothing more than a story of the past.

Then I spotted something in the far left corner of the room. It was a rectangular shaped pod with sigils and letters carved into its material in a language that was completely foreign to me. Blue and green pulsing fluorescent lights seeped through the cracks. My memory didn’t fail me on this one, I easily recognized this as the same contraption that I woke up in, on the same day I found myself in the clutches of that apathetic creep Cori Johnson.

Out of curiosity I approached it with caution, a sense of familiarity growing stronger within me once again.

It started upon noticing the emblem of a dragon on the covering.

Then out of nowhere that unbearable sharp pain I’d felt before coursed through my head. I was forced to endure a series of haunting images that flooded my mind. I clutched my head in pain, gritting my teeth as I suffered nightmarish visions pleading to myself for it to stop as it had quickly become too much to bare all at once. Fresh tears of anguish and sorrow streamed down my cheeks.

Corpses of dead humans infested the streets, decayed with permanent horrified expressions that represented their last moments of life that stuck to their malnourished faces. Cherished historical monuments and buildings were wrecked and obliterated. Like Statue of Liberty, Mount Rushmore, and even the pyramids weren't safe from the cruelty of our invaders.

Once thriving human cities were demolished and reduced to rubble. Now taking on the appearance of barren hellscapes devoid of live. The skies were darkened with ash, searchlights cascaded down from the clouds. Keen on finding the next victim of their wrath.

It was hell on Earth and barely made it with my life intact.

The emblem was a symbol of death and destruction on an international scale. Endless slaughter and violence that would befall humankind that fateful day. So many innocent lives were eradicated, treated like pawns for some sort of sick demented game.

A calling card that belonged to an interstellar threat from beyond our stars. One that saw to it that any traces of humanity would be erased by any means necessary.

And now they were back to finish the job.

I finally understood the importance of this day and now deeply wished I hadn’t.

BOOM!

An ear-piercing explosion shook the ground beneath me. My heart is now beating a million times per second, breaths now quickened and panicked. The hopelessness I once felt all those years ago when they showed up on our front door had returned.

Another door materialized into thin air behind me. Presumably my ticket out of this particular memory.

“I think now is the perfect opportunity to make your escape. Wouldn’t you agree?” Drocsid suggested.

I was too terrified to even answer him. In the spur of the moment my legs carried me to the door without even having to think about it. But before I could grip the knob and leave this all behind me, I came to a halt. Like some unseen force had stopped me in my tracks.

The traumatizing sound of pained howls and screams came from outside. Which became increasingly hard to brush off by the second even with the knowledge that there was nothing I could do to change the fates of those poor mammals who may be enduring the worst moments of their lives.

I could distinguish the faint outlines of blazing fires, mammals running for their lives, and the ferocious feral growls from Aton.

I swallowed my fear. Knowing I was about to do something incredibly stupid and risky. I approached the entrance of the temple, a few inches away from entering a brand new unimaginable hell. 

“Wait, you seriously plan to stay here a little longer? You sure about sticking around for this part? You’ll be sparing yourself from a lot of sleepless nights if you choose to leave now.”

“It’s a risk I’m willing to take.” I sighed, feeling a bit of regret. “Besides I gotta know how this turns out. Some part of me on the inside won’t let me leave until I see for myself.”

“Suit yourself, but don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.” Drocsid said.

I mentally prepared myself to witness every atrocity imaginable once I’m out there in the middle of that bloodbath. Then I crossed that bridge as I walked outside. My eyes expanded to the size of golf balls as I stood there motionless and speechless, terrified to the core at the spectacle of brutality and carnage unfolding before my eyes.

I should’ve heeded Drocsid’s warning and left this place while I had the chance.

Chapter Text

My gaze remained fixated on the blackened skies above. A black triangular spacecraft that was at least fifty feet wide and hovering in the sky emitting a prominent buzzing that vibrated every part of my body. Encased in a neon green light as it floated above the village.

This was an alien ship that belonged to a fearsome race of intergalactic imperialists who referred to themselves as “The Slytherians”.

The ones responsible for Humanity’s downfall.

I took myself as far as my legs could carry me, sprinting deep into the scorching ruins of Tiwet. The undeniable and familiar scent of death got stronger the deeper I went.

“I’ll be honest with you Seven. You’ve got guts but at least be a little more careful and try not to get caught this time.” Drocsid cautiously warned.

“Way ahead of you.” I retorted.

I stood motionlessly and wide eyed at the current state of Tiwet, now torn asunder and in total disarray. Huts crackled and fell apart, teeming with flames that tore down their foundation. Boxes of fruits and vegetables were spilled over. I desperately searched for any survivors. Maybe a few managed to escape the assault and survive.

Unfortunately I got my answer when I suddenly tripped over something. Thankfully I caught my balance before I ended up faceplanting into the ground.

Holy fuck there were so many bodies of various dead mammals laying stiff and lifeless on the ground, their fur ruffled and stained with fresh crimson blood. The injuries and wounds they all sustained indicated their deaths weren’t simple mercy killings.

One gruesome sight containing a recently killed deer buck with the left side of its face having been impaled with one of its own antlers. Its mouth agape and face frozen in its final moments of pain and fear. I turned my gaze away and shut my eyes not wanting to expose myself to this grisly scene any longer. 

That’s when I heard Aton’s ferocious roars coming from not too far away. I swiftly ran to the source of all the noise. Maybe there was a chance my other self was currently locked in a heated battle with the invaders. 

Soon I was in the center of Tiwet with a full view of Aton battered and his fur dripping with fresh blood, still taking on that beast-like form from earlier. Battered and panting in exhaustion as I struggled to stay on his feet.

That’s when I saw…them.

Standing across from him was a menacing trio of Dragonians. I took the opportunity to duck and hide behind one of the huts that was yet to be touched by flames. I knew to be more observant and wiser this time around and keep myself out of view. I poked my head out enough to get a chance to study the aliens. Further inspection of their body types brought me to the assumption that all three were males of their species. They appeared to be reptilian in nature, every inch of their forms covered in scales, and having those creepy slitted eyes that could bore into your soul.

The first one was noticeably the shortest and least pleasant to look at. It had to be no more than four feet tall. He wore a dark violet cloak that concealed most of his body except for his head. Two bulbous eyes protruded from the eye sockets similar to that of a chameleon. They darted around independently and in no exact order or purpose. It was creepy to say this least, but this one was nothing compared to his accomplices.

The second was at the very least 8 feet tall with a well toned muscular frame. Wearing silver chest armor and shoulder pads. He had olive green scaly skin, a distinct scar that ran over his left eye, long snout , and carried a permanent scowl. This one’s facial structure strongly resembled Earth’s monitor lizards.

The third and final one to curse my sight with his presence was just as imposing. I noticed his muscles were more prominent than the last one’s. A flatter head and round snout with scales that were a darker shade of red. He was also clad in very advanced looking armor that covered his upper half.

The taller pair of Slytherians wore shiny metallic belts that contained many devices that came straight out of a sci-fi movie. Which held purposes that my human brain couldn’t even begin to fathom and as far as I can see. They didn’t appear to be wearing pants or clothing that covered their lower halves.

These guys were out of this world. In a metaphorical and literal sense. Then as if a switch was flipped in my brain, my curiosity would quickly turn into an indescribable anger as a new wave of memories flooded in.

“I can see it all over your face. You recognize them don’t you? The pain they’ve caused? The millions of innocent lives they’ve ruined? What did they take from you?”

“Everything.” I muttered seething with malice.

“You scaly bastards just can’t get enough can you? No matter, you may have started this but I’ll be the one who finally puts a stop to this.” Aton affirmed with pride.

The green slitherian chuckled in amusement.

“You? Stop us? With what? Hope?” What is hope anyways?” The red slitherian spat. “I’ll tell you what it is. It’s a false sense of security and superiority for weaklings when they’re faced with the inevitable. If it didn’t save your pathetic species from annihilation, it sure won’t save you.” 

“It looks like he’s starting to run out of steam. Wouldn’t you agree Voryn?” The green one questioned his red companion.

“Indeed Kairak, but it’ll only make killing him all the more satisfying.” Voryn said with a bone chilling grin.

So he’s Voryn? I then recalled Aton mentioning that same name earlier, this must be who he was referring to. Something about the dark aura that shrouded this guy gave me the impression he was the one in charge.

“You won’t be laughing when I put you six feet under!” Aton roared fiercely.

He sprinted towards his assailants, claws and teeth bared. Ready to attack and I couldn’t help myself but become transfixed on the scene. Completely astonished by my own speed even in such an exhausted state. The Slytherians prepared for the oncoming assault with Voryn’s cronies leaping straight into the sky abandoning their leader to defend himself but something tells me it was a calculated plan.

Once in front of Voryn, Aton unleashed a barrage of swipes and punches desperately trying to land a single hit. But even with a newfound strength and abilities like mine Voryn effortlessly dodged every attack with that sadistic smile that sent shivers down my spine.

“I’ll admit human, toying with you was fun at first. You impressed me with your strength, but it means nothing when you don’t know how to use it. This cat and mouse game between us has gone on long enough. You've become a thorn in my side.” Voryn stated.

It happened so quickly, I couldn’t even see Voryn’s movements. In a split second he ducked under Aton’s massive fist and jabbed him straight in the gut. The strike was so quick and powerful it sent a gust of wind and sand hurdling towards me. I held up my arms to cover my face from the debris. I feared the worst had come to pass.

“Holy crap. How the hell was he so fast?” I thought.

I continued to sit out the most nerve racking minute of my life. I peeked back out once the air had finally cleared hoping I wouldn’t find my past self splattered across the desert floor from what seemed like a fatal blow. A sense of dread washed over me when I spotted Aton who had reverted back to human form, laying lifelessly on the ground and budging an inch. While Voryn stood menacingly over his unmoving body with a disappointed frown.

“You wanna know what frustrates me the most about all this?” Voryn asked before kneeling down and picking up Aton by the throat. “If you would’ve taken my offer the first time this could’ve all been avoided. So much potential, all squandered for trivial things like family. When strength and knowledge could grant you so much more.”

“Commander Voryn! Look at what we found hiding in the wreckage.”

I looked up towards the sky, searching for the source of the voice. Voryn’s lackeys floated there and were somehow able to fly completely on their own without wings. Frantically squirming in Kairak’s arms trying to escape his grasp was Kyr-rah. I was overall happy to see she survived but then I was reminded of whose hands her life was currently in.

“Let go of me you monster! Aton! Where are you?!” She cried out.

“Looking for him, my dear?” Voryn asked with a sinister grin.

The moment she laid eyes on Aton’s body I could see how conflicted and distraught she was. 

“No…he can’t be. Come on Aton, wake up! You’re stronger than this.” Kyr-rah whimpered loudly.

“I thought so too. I guess I’m not the only one unsatisfied with his performance. So, mind telling us where the others are?” Voryn hissed.

“Never! Too many have died already.” The lioness shot back stubbornly. 

“Trying to protect them? How admirable, too bad it’ll only make things worse for you.”

Then at that moment Kairak’s snout scrunched up like he’d caught a whiff of some putrid odor. Now invading the poor lioness personal space as he examined her closely, sniffing the air around her. I wasn’t sure what he was searching for but Kyr-rah was visibly uncomfortable and on the verge of tears. It was difficult to watch and part of me wanted to intervene and put an end to this madness.

“No please, get away from me.” She whined.

“Remember Seven, this is a memory. Nothing you do now will change her fate or yours. You stayed here to see it through.” Drocsid stated.

I heeded my guide’s words. Continuing to watch the scene unfold hoping the tides would change in our favor somehow.

“What’s got you so worked up?” Voryn inquired.

“This one…she’s expecting…but her scent. She smells like him.” Kairak answered.

These guys are capable of sniffing out pregnancy? They just keep surprising me and in the most disturbing ways imaginable. That statement alone silenced the commander as he pondered on the implications. His yellow slitted eyes grew in shock.

“Are you telling me it’s his offspring? That shouldn’t be possible…unless. Another side effect of the flower maybe? What about you Xyroth, are Kairak's senses correct?”

“I’m afraid so, Commander. I’ve looked into her mind and seen her memories. I discovered that she and the human are mates with full certainty. The child is his, I feel the lifeforce growing within her.” The chameleon Slytherian affirmed in a rough raspy voice.

I wasn't expecting to hear him speak. I almost believed he was mute or just the silent type from how reserved he was in comparison to his more vocal and frightening peers. Apparently he’s capable of telepathy as well. I guess I wasn’t the only one full of surprises.

“It doesn’t matter, if the child shows promise like their father then just maybe we won’t have to worry about returning empty-handed.” Voryn calmly said. “We’ll take her back to Slyther for further research and testing. See what they both have to offer.”

“You…aren’t taking her…anywhere.”

To everyone’s shock including my own, Aton groaned weakly. Staring directly into Voryn’s icy cold gaze. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, undoubtedly relieved to know I hadn’t bit the dust yet. There was still a chance he could save Kyr-rah from the clutches of these monsters.

“Oh? It seems you’ve still got some fight left in you after all. It doesn’t matter. I’ve grown bored of you. Besides, I’ve got my sights on something else now.” Voryn said.

He then carelessly tossed Aton aside to the ground like he was discarding a piece of trash. Tears streamed down Aton’s face as he struggled to find his footing, his legs collapsing underneath him with every failed attempt to get back into the fight. He was dejected and broken down, his efforts all in vain.

“Xyroth, call down an extraction pod for our guest here.” Voryn demanded, his fellow soldier responded with a nod. The Slytherian general turned around one last time to face his fallen enemy. “What a shame. You would’ve been a valuable asset to our cause Mr. Prichard. So many innocent lives that you failed to save. Let’s hope your progeny shows more promise than you ever did.”

The trio all shared a laugh. Their blood boiling chortles and chuckles only making my resentment stronger for them.

From where I was standing, my past self shared the same feelings. Gritting his teeth

“I won’t let you take my family from me again! NOT THIS TIME!!!” Aton howled with fury.

“Oh! This is my favorite part! I should grab some popcorn for this.” Drocsid exclaimed with glee.

Vibrant white flames bursted from his back like a blooming rose, flickering in the wind. Suddenly I was hit with a bright flash of blinding light that consumed Aton. Trying to watch it unfold was like staring into the sun. I ducked down in a hurry, the last thing I needed was to lose my vision and miss out on this. 

Once I was able to see again, my jaw dropped in awe. Out of all the things to find out about myself, this was by far the most unforeseen event I could’ve ever imagined.

He floated above the ground seamlessly, arms folded as he furiously stared down the cold hearted menaces responsible for our misfortune. His form engulfed in fire and for reasons which I couldn’t understand, he seemed entirely unaffected or hurt by. Almost like it was a natural part of his biology. I noticed right at the center of his chest was either the strangest birthmark I’d ever laid eyes on or a tattoo of some sort. And intricate markings that strongly resembled a beaming sun. 

“That’s…new.” I muttered in disbelief.

Voryn’s fearful expression almost made me burst into laughter. This was the karma he and his lackeys had coming for years. 

The Slytherian general wiped away any traces of his stress and fear and wore that same condescending smile that invoked so much anger within me.

“Bravo! That was impressive. But did you really think some flashy light show would strike fear into my heart?” He questioned.

“No, I didn’t. But I know this will.” Aton retorted.

In a split second Aton barreled through the air towards them like a flaming cannonball, a streak of fire following behind him. Voryn wasted no time sidestepping a great distance out Aton’s path, successfully evading the attack. One of his henchmen on the other hand wasn’t so lucky.

“Grahhh!” Kairak shouted in agony.

He’d fallen to his knees, clutching a stump where his right arm used to be. Viscous green liquid profusely oozing out the wound and creating a small green puddle in the desert sand below. Kyr-rah was no longer in that monster’s clutches from what I could see.

“What?! How?! Where did he go?!” Voryn asked fearfully, his head darting around in search of the human.

“Up here bugbreath!”

“I wouldn’t be so worried about me if I were you. Your buddy is not looking so good there.” Aton said as he lowered to the ground carrying the petrified lioness bridal style. “You should lend him a hand.”

Voryn snarled, clearly offended by Aton’s newfound confidence. Now I remembered! The book Honey lent me, it mentioned this form.

“You think this is funny?!” Voryn questioned aggressively. “This means nothing! You may have gotten stronger and faster but I’ve got countless years of experience over you. Do you honestly believe a pitiful human like yourself could best me?”

“Let’s put that to the test shall we?” Aton brazenly proposed. He set down Kyr-rah, allowing her to move freely on her own. “Go find someplace to hide. I’ll handle these guys.”

She simply nodded, still shaken up and didn’t waste a second getting as far away from here as possible. I couldn’t imagine how traumatizing that must’ve been for her.

Things began to ramp up in intensity as these two powerhouses clashed, creating a shockwave that quaked the ground beneath me. This was unbelievable! How could I be capable of such spectacular and awesome feats?

Voryn sent a flurry of punches with quick precision, the desperation and panic clear on his face as he tried to land a blow. Aton ducked a right hook, countering it with a swift uppercut to Voryn’s chin which caused the massive lizard to stumble back a bit in the air before quickly catching his balance.

“Xyroth!...Call in reinforcements!” He demanded with urgency as he rubbed the underside of his snout. 

“Yes sir!” Xyroth replied.

The little bastard made a beeline straight for their ship. Presumably to get back up. In the end it was futile, their fates were sealed the moment they thought it was wise to pick with my family. A desperate attempt to stack the odds back in their favor.

“Oh no you don’t!” Aton barked.

In an instant he moved so quickly you could mistake it for teleportation. Blocking Xyroth’s path just before he could enter through a small round opening on the ship that granted him entry to their only means of contact of communication with the rest of their kind.

The human held out his hand, palm facing Xyroth who only stood there motionless and trembling in terror. My amazement was indescribable the moment I saw myself blasting a beam of scorching white fire that consumed the alien soldier whole. Xyroth’s screams of anguish as he was incinerated alive were drowned out by the crackling flames that reduced him to ashes.

“N-No! You’ll pay for that!” Voryn yelled. He wasn’t even given a moment to act. Aton disappeared in the blink of an eye and manifested behind him. Cupping his hands together and slamming them down on Voryn’s back with great force that sent him spiraling down to the ground. A huge crater being formed on impact.

“Nice try, but this is between you and me. Where did all that bravado go? Don’t tell me you need help to take on a “pitiful human” like myself do ya?” Aton smugly questioned as he descended down from the sky, landing a few feet away from Voryn. “You know, revenge was never on the cards for me. I was content with living my life here and forgetting about all the awful shit I went through because of you. I still get nightmares. But you callous heartless sadistic assholes just couldn’t stay away. You brought this on yourselves. Goodbye Voryn, may you rot in whatever hell awaits you on the other side.”

“Wait! I can tell you where she is!” Voryn pleaded.

This seemed to catch the human’s attention, preventing him from finishing off the job once and for all. This had to be some kind of ploy.

“What are you talking about?” Aton asked.

“The one we took from you thousands of years ago. She’s still alive! Spare me and I’ll take you to her!” Voryn continued.

It completely went over my head whoever Voryn was alluding to.

“If you’re telling the truth I might consider letting you keep your life. Even though I’m very tempted to cook you alive right now. So speak! Where is she?!”

To Aton’s frustration, the overgrown space reptile refused to answer his question. Which I thought to be a bizarre switch in behavior with him so willing to cough up answers and help just a few seconds ago. He let out a maniacal cackle.

“You fool! All that power and you forget the most important thing. Never let your guard down!” He yelled.

I was so focused on the battle between these two titans I had completely lost track of Kairak. Soon I would get an answer to his whereabouts when he appeared right behind Aton out of thin air, using his remaining arm to strike the human, sending him crashing into a nearby hut. It astonished me how he was still up and kicking after losing his arm and nearly being smashed into green paste. Damn these guys are durable.

“We must retreat!” Kairak suggested. “We have to inform the high council of this.”

The humiliation of me kicking him around obviously was getting to him. He clearly wanted to stick around and fight but luckily for him he chose the right moment to make the rational decision to leave. The pair quickly made their getaway.

“You haven’t won anything! We simply miscalculated that’s all. We’ll be back! And I swear if it’s the last act I commit in this plane of existence, I will end your miserable life!” He declared.

Aton climbed out from underneath the crumbled hut. His flames burned brighter as he clenched his fists in annoyance.

“Where are you two going? I’m not finished with you yet!” Aton shouted.

But it was far too late for him to pursue the cowards. Streaks of green energy encased the entire craft as it vibrated at speeds that generated some kind of glowing barrier around the ship. Admittedly it was kinda cool to watch and even more so when it vanished into thin air. Leaving destruction at catastrophic levels in its wake.

“That’s right! Run you cowards! I’ll be waiting.” Aton said with determination.

“Oh thank god it’s over.” I sighed in relief.

Now that the interplanetary threat was gone, the natives of Tiwet began to resurface. Some bearing minor injuries but nothing fatal. It seemed a good chunk of the population remained intact but my heart ached for those who were victims of the Slytherian’s savagery. They now crowded around the human and marveled at his new form in awe. All showering him with praise and prayers as he bashfully grinned, nervously rubbing his arm. Kyr-rah pushed through the crowd until she was standing in front of her soulmate.

“Aton! You’re okay!” She cried, fresh tears streaming down the lioness’s cheeks. “And you look…different.”

“No matter what form I take, I’m still me.” Aton said with a heartfelt grin that his partner returned as he took her paws into his hands and the two shared a loving kiss.

I smiled warmly, thankful yet proud of my own perseverance. This was the happy ending I hoped for yet it still felt like I was missing out on something important and crucial to what happened here.

The happy ending was short-lived.

Out of nowhere Aton let out a pained cry as he tightly clutched both sides of his head. His legs trembling and stumbling around. He fell to his knees, the flames retreating back into his body as he returned to his original human state. Some mammals came rushing to his aid along with Kyr-rah herself who was visibly the most distressed by this sudden switch.

“Aton! Aton! What’s wrong?” Kyr-rah asked, trying to console him.

“My…head…can’t think.” He groaned loudly.

I could hear a faint ringing noise coming from behind. Instinctually I spun around and caught a glimpse of something interesting. I barely made them out but they were surely there. These green energy waves that emanated from the Temple. Maybe they were the source of Aton’s pain? Or something else played a part in this.

“Nooo! Please! Wake up!”

I turned to the source of the scream which came from the lioness who was now bawling her eyes out over her mate. I saw myself sprawled out across the desert floor and unresponsive to everyone’s attempts to revive me. Aton obviously wasn’t dead, if that was the case I wouldn’t be alive to begin with. 

Another door appeared a few feet away. It was time to go. I got up and over to it, stopping before leaving this all behind me. Glancing one last final time at the saddening scene. Oh how I so desperately wanted to comfort her in his place but like Drocsid said, it wouldn’t change anything in the long run. Can’t let my emotions compromise me from achieving my goal.

I took a deep breath and remembered what was waiting for me on the other side. I twisted the knob slowly, mentally preparing myself for the next big thing. I was swallowed by a heavenly golden light and then there was the silence and darkness.

The environment shifted and warped around me which disorientated me greatly. The amount of tremendous emotional hurt gnawed at my soul. Then came the grief, the grief for the life I could’ve spent with my family. Stripped from me once again and I was right on the edge of being able to put the past behind me, I guess it’s true what they say.

You can’t outrun your past.

Now I just wanted to become me again and be done with this. 

I saw that I was no longer in Ancient Zootopia, but rather this time smack dab in the middle of what looked like an abandoned store. Time has not treated this place kindly, it’s definitely seen better days. A board that read “Greene’s Pharmacy” hung from the ceiling. Despite having no recollection of how, I felt a strong connection to this place.

“Oh boy, here we go again. I wonder where I ended up this time.” I muttered.

I began walking around, studying the area while trying to avoid drawing any attention to myself. Most if not all the shelves had been ransacked of anything valuable. Leaving only empty pill bottles haphazardly scattered all over the place. The floors and walls were long overdue for maintenance and a deep cleaning. Mold and dust infesting every crevice and corner including the windows. Which blocked out the view to the outside world.

“I can’t imagine what it's like for you to witness all of that firsthand. It couldn’t have been easy. If you’d like, can we talk about it? I'm a good listener. It may not change what happened but it could certainly ease the tension you're feeling.”

“I’m thankful you wanna help Drocsid, but I just wanna get this over with and hopefully move on with my life after this is all said and done. I’ve…seen too much. More than I expected.” I answered.

“I understand, you’ll have to open up eventually. Holding in all your pain is a recipe for disaster.”

I’ve never been the type to talk about my problems, the last thing I wanted was to burden others with my personal issues. It’s something I’d have to tackle on my own when I have to cross that bridge.

I noticed a black metal door labeled as “Staff Only”. Where it led to was still a mystery. There had to be something in there that could clue me in on my current whereabouts. Without a second thought I approached the door and slowly pushed the door open, with some slight resistance on the other side. I took a few steps back and charged towards the door. Ramming my full weight in strength into it which knocked the door off its hinges.

“Success! But ouch that hurt. They make it look so much easier in the movies.” I groaned in pain, rubbing my sore side.

I stepped into what I assumed was a break room. It was barely lit and reeked of rotten fruit and trash. There wasn’t much to find aside from a round table with a suspiciously neat stack of newspapers placed on top. Out of curiosity I picked one up and flipped the pages, scanning over every article and topic. The headline alone was intriguing enough and as expected I would find more than I bargained for.

“Scientists recently discovered a new species of plant that pushes the boundaries of human evolution.”

Date: April 3, 2028

It all started two weeks prior. A farmer named Danny Whethers from West Virginia made a call to the emergency hotline. Claiming one of his sons had eaten a purple flower that completely altered his personality and behavior. His eldest, a thirteen year old who the father described as a very kind-hearted and non confrontational boy. 

Reports say that within seconds he switched into the total opposite of himself after ingesting the plant. Displaying aggressive and strange behavior patterns like biting, snarling, and fighting his own siblings and parents in the rare instances that they visited. Preferring to walk on all fours rather than upright. Even becoming mute in the process. At this very moment the boy is still receiving extensive treatment and care until a suitable vaccine is created.

This incident however attracted the attention of the most well renowned botanists and scientists alike. This resulted in the Whethers’ farm being quarantined and permanently closed as the researchers gathered info on the mysterious flower hoping to gain deeper insight on its origins and genetic make up.

The situation grew more enthralling the following week when a similar call was made. This time centering around a Florida mother whose daughter was now a victim of its effects after being dared to eat one by her classmates. She gained what the average person would view as your standard “superpowers”. The entire world was astonished to learn that a single flower gave her the ability of intangibility. One could only imagine the fear her mother felt when she caught her child casually phasing through doors and walls.

This resulted in news outlets dubbing this unique plant as the “Devil’s Lotus”

“The Devil’s Lotus?” I muttered, deeply engrossed in the stories.

A flower that either turns a person into a mindless feral monster incapable of rational thought or gives you nifty superpowers that should only be possible in fiction. I grabbed another newspaper, this one being dated two months after the first two incidents. 

"Deciphering the Devil Lotus"

Date: June 21, 2028

Two long months have passed and researchers have yet to make progress on understanding this new specimen and constructing a cure. It was recently confirmed that high amounts of cosmic radiation were traced through its petals. Many theories lead to the flower's origins possibly being exterrestrial in nature.

Since this information was released to the public, there has been a recent uptick in Devil Lotus plants growing across the globe. World Leaders have urged the masses to avoid contact with them at all costs. Despite the warnings and precautions put in place, numbers of affected civilians have risen greatly. At this very moment there are over 200,000 confirmed cases around the world.

Just below the paragraphs was an illustration of what I assumed this flower in question was supposed to look like. Violet, with six velvet petals that shot upward and several pistils and stamens that sprouted from the center. It didn’t appear threatening, but looks are deceiving after all.

“Why do I feel like I’ve seen that somewhere before?”

The abrupt sound of glass shattering broke me out of my train of thought. It had come from within the store, outside the room. My instincts immediately told me to find somewhere to but like always my eagerness to not miss out on any crucial details got the better of me.

“Shit! Come on, there has to be more left! They can’t have taken it all!”

That was my voice! No doubt about it. So I must be in another memory? Great…

I poked my head out the door just enough to find the source of the noise. As I expected I found another version of myself. This variation looked far less rugged and worn. Bags under his eyes most likely from sleep deprivation. Wearing a dirty gray jacket over a black t-shirt and cargo pants with minor rips and tears. He was in the middle of desperately scrounging through the shelves in search of something. Considering we were in a pharmacy it was probably meds.

Lying at his feet on a stretcher was another human, a human woman to be exact. I couldn’t describe the felt joy and a liberating sense of familiarity finally seeing another one of my species. She had black curly shoulder length hair, caramel colored skin, and wore a white hospital gown. Once in a while I’d hear a groan escape her lips, ones that indicated great discomfort. Maybe she was sick? Who was she though?

I took notice of another member of their small group. A medium creature with a flat golden shaggy coat, well balanced body, a bushy tail that swayed peacefully, and long floppy ears that lazily slumped down both sides of the animal’s head.

Then I came to a realization as the familiarity began to settle in. I felt like utter shit for forgetting them. The ones who made my boring insignificant life prior to Zootopia bearable at the most.

“Gouda?” I muttered in disbelief and turned to look at the ill-stricken woman. “And my mother?”

My golden retriever Gouda. He earned the name his first night home when we caught him chowing down on our supply of Gouda cheese we had stored in the refrigerator. The look on Mom’s face was priceless. She'd been saving it to make her homemade mac and cheese. As delicious and mouth-watering as my mom’s cooking was, the laugh I got from seeing bits of cheese stuck to his jowls after having the meal of his life was an even trade if you ask me.

Then there was my mom. Undeniably the sweetest and wisest person to ever be in my life. The only person that knew me truly. All the memories we shared together. It was never supposed to end like this.

“Thank god finally! Painkillers, just what I need.” My memory self sighed now holding onto a small bottle of pills. “You’re gonna be just fine now Mom. I just need you to swallow these. They should help with the pain.”

He got down on his knees, popping the lid off and dumping two small blue pills in his hand. Carefully placing them into Mom’s mouth.

Suddenly, Gouda started to act strange. Barring his teeth and growling threateningly at the entrance of the store. Gouda wasn’t an aggressive dog at heart, so to see him so riled up was always a bad sign.

“What’s wrong boy?” The human asked with concern.

I squinted my eyes as I looked in the same direction. I immediately noticed a faint outline of a tall figure with a huge tail swaying behind it. Low and behold it was exactly who I expected it to be.

BOOM!

Then out of nowhere an explosion could be heard as the walls were completely blown down by some unseen destructive force. To my displeasure it was Voryn and his second in command. Just when I thought I’d seen the last of them, I had to be cursed with their presence again. Why couldn’t I have a decent memory this time?

Gouda charged towards them, barking fiercely. If there’s one thing about dogs it’s that you never underestimate their loyalty to their pack. But Gouda was no match for either of them.

“GOUDA NO!!!”

Voryn drew a gun shaped device from his belt and aimed it at the canine and pulled the trigger. Launching a huge glowing net that encased Gouda, putting a quick halt to his attempt at the monsters who dared to hurt his pack. He tumbled across the ground, now writhing around trying to free himself from its restraint.

“You sure know how to make quite an entrance.” Kairak commented.

“It doesn’t take much.” Voryn shrugged.

“Not you two again. Just leave us alone. What do you want from me?!” my past self questioned in fear. Taking a protective stance in front of my mother.

“It’s simple. We want you to join us. You see, this was all a test but your species failed tremendously. Now we wish to reap any remaining benefits we can from his disappointment. The fact that you’ve made it this far is commendable really. I’ve seen what you’re capable of and you’ve proven yourself worthy to keep your life.” Voryn explained. “So how about it? Want to break free from the limitations your society placed on you and take destiny into your own hands? This is a rare opportunity, will you take it?”

“Are you serious? You destroyed our world and you honestly think I’ll join you because you fucking asked nicely?!” Past me questioned furiously. “Eat shit, I’d rather die.”

Voryn rolled his eyes irritably.

“That can be arranged.” He replied with a shrug.

He then lunged towards the human and thrust his foot straight into my past self’s gut. The force sent him crashing into the shelves, leaving Mom defenseless and vulnerable. Like the conniving slime bag he is, Voryn took advantage of that. Picking her up and now making his exit with her unconscious in his arms.

“Do what you want with him and the mutt. I’ll have Xyroth examine this one. See if she’s worth anything.” Voryn said to his comrade before taking off to the skies, with my poor unaware mother in his clutches.

“MOOOM!!! Give her back you asshole! Come back!” The distraught human called.

His pleas fell on deaf ears. Voryn was already too far gone.

“Looks like you dropped something.” Kairak said as he bent down and picked up something small and red off the ground.

As I got a better look, I recognized the item as my wallet. Must’ve fallen out of my pocket after Voryn knocked the wind out of me. Kairak opened up the wallet reading through all my personal information. All it held was my ID and a few credit cards which served no purpose now that society had collapsed.

“Jessie Prichard huh? Well you’re in luck Mr. Prichard. I don’t despise your kind as much as our commander does. To be honest, you fascinate me. I kind of anticipated finding you in the middle of making a meal out of your mother. But it appears your love for her helped you suppress the serum's effects. You truly are a rare specimen.” He continued before hoisting the human off the ground by his tail.

Jessie Prichard...I thought I'd never hear my own name ever again.

“Stop buttering me up and finish it already! That’s what you want right?”

“Quite the contrary.” Kairak replied, reaching down and grabbing some kind of remote off his belt. Pressing a bright red button.

Then something came raining down from above. The shape, the sigils and unintelligible writing on the metal casing, and a small hole to look through. It was the same pod from before. The hatch hissed open and Kairak tossed the human inside, quickly slamming the door shut before his captor could get the chance to escape.

“What is this?” Jessie questioned with a hint of fear in his voice. He began repeatedly pounding on the metal door. I’m claustrophobic and there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that being crammed into that tiny bit of space was driving me up the walls.

“It’ll wipe your memories and emit frequencies that’ll put you in a comatose state until I need you again. I have plans and you may just be the trump card I needed all along.” Kairak answered.

“Wipe my memories? What are you-”

The human was cut off from finishing his sentence as the capsule was being filled up with a white fog. My past self's movements became stiffer as every inch of his body was now being encased in an ice-like substance. Until he was frozen as a statue, a permanent look of terror on his face.

“That’s for me to know and you to never find out. At least until the time is right.” Kairak stated.

I patiently waited for him to get lost so I could catch my breath. After taking my doppleganger and Gouda to god knows where, I finally came out from my hiding place. Grimacing at the tremendous amount of damage that was inflicted on this place.

Now it all made sense. I was trapped in this vicious cycle of losing everything I loved. I needed to break the cycle. Everyone was counting on me, yet again. Things were gonna be different than the last two times. Third time’s a charm after all. Even if none of the things I experienced today were positive, at least I got closure or some answers. It’s better than nothing.

“I know what I need to do now.” I stated confidently before noticing a door one of those glowy magic doors materializing behind me.

“I’m impressed by your determination Seven. You’ve got an iron will, I’ll admit. Just keep in mind that once you leave through that door you’ll end up back in the physical world and you should have control over your body again.”

“Really?!” I asked with excitement. “It’s about time…and thank you Drocsid. I don’t know if I would’ve been able to pull this off with your help.”

“Oh it was nothing!” Drocsid replied. 

Even though I couldn’t physically see him, I could sense he was smiling from my compliment. I turned back to the door, hand around the knob, something else came to mind that just had to be mentioned before I returned to the real world.

“So…Is this it? Will I ever talk to you again?” I asked.

“Do not fret, old chum. We shall cross paths again very soon and something tells me you and I will become very acquainted in the near future. Now hurry! You’ve got a city to save. I’ll be rooting for you.” Drocsid said.

“Right! Thanks again!” I repeated before opening the door and allowing myself to be pulled through by tendrils of colorful radiant light. 

I suddenly became lightheaded and sleepier. My eyes get heavier with each passing second. My body now shrouded in an oddly comforting darkness.

“I’ll keep in touch! Arrivederci!”

Just as I drifted off to sleep I could spot two massive glowing yellow eyes. The orbs staring back at me through the void. It was creepy but I felt deep inside I already knew who they belonged to.

Chapter Text

His vision was hazy, popping in and out of consciousness but eventually the dazed human gained a hold of his senses. The warm basking glow of sunshine bathed his skin. Police sirens and the rapid beating of helicopter propellers against the wind filled his ears. He stared down at his muscular furry arms in disbelief as they came into view.

Then peering down into his reflection in a small puddle by his feet. He didn’t find his human form looking back as he anticipated and hoped for but rather the beast he had changed into. The same creature he’d seen wrecking havoc in his visions. He was definitely in control of his own body again.

He actually did it and just before the city was destroyed beyond repair.

Back in the land of the living, and with some very obvious changes to boot. He could barely contain his jubilation once he laid eyes on Kelly standing a few feet in front of him. Accompanying her at her side was the tour guide he remembered meeting back in Tiwet. If he recalled correctly, the fox’s name was Archie. Their backs faced him as they were in the middle of a stand-off. Confronting mammals armed head to toe and tactical gear, aiming pretty intimidating guns at me. They must be Zootopia’s militia force, here to put an end to this disaster.

One that was all his doing. Although the human wasn’t in control of his decisions at the time, not everybody else was aware of that fact, nor would they believe it. To them he was some mindless savage that came from nowhere, now tearing down their way of life and everything they worked so hard for. They were afraid and rightfully so. It was a justified and expected response. He of all people fully understands what that’s like.

Seven heard a bit of chatter coming from behind and found Finnick and Honey and thankfully without a scratch. He couldn’t forgive himself if he had somehow inflicted any kind of irreparable harm on one of the few mammals that took pity on his situation and even went out their way to help him with no incentive. Without them lending a hand in his most vulnerable moments he wouldn’t have gotten as far as he did. He then spotted a fox and rabbit wearing police uniforms engaging in conversation with the two. No doubt about the 8 foot behemoth standing just a few feet away.

Honey was the first to notice him staring and gave the human a friendly wave as the others watched their interaction intently. The human put on the friendliest toothy smile he could muster and waved back. He sincerely wanted to apologize to Finn and Honey after getting them roped up in this mess but that would have to wait until later. Then turned his attention back on the struggle taking place. He admired Kelly and Archie’s willingness to protect him but this needed to come to an end. 

“We’ve given you enough warnings. If you both wanna protect this monster then you can go down with him.” A gray wolf announced.

Here was his moment to make things right. It wouldn’t undo the damage he’d caused but at least the city would no longer be in a state of panic and distress. Just before things could go south, he seized this opportunity to step in.

“WAIT!” Seven hollered, his voice booming and catching the attention of anybody that was within a 30 foot radius. He approached Kelly and Archie, positioning taking a protective stance in front of them, in the way of the armed mammals. The human raised his hands to the sky in defeat in hopes it would de-esculate the situation. “I surrender okay?”

“Seven? What are you doing?” Kelly asked in bewilderment.

“The right thing. I’ve caused enough damage today. Let me fix this, alright?” 

She was still worrying and caring about him to the very end. He feared what may come next but it is a necessary step to take to ensure everyone would be safe. The canine suddenly buried her face in his bushy fur. She clung to him tightly, her arms partially wrapped around his wide midsection. Without a second thought he eagerly returned the gesture of affection as he’d anticipated their reunion. At that moment, nobody else but them existed. Two kindred souls united after what seemed like an eternity apart.

All their hardships and time spent together. It was only a matter of time until that would come to an unfortunate end. How Kelly was able to singlehandly pacify such a destructive force was the question on everyone’s mind. At least it seemed his rampage had come to an end and hopefully stayed that way.

“You’re seeing this too, right Carrots?” Nick asked.

“Yeah, just when I thought we’d seen it all.” Judy replied in awe.

“Thank you for giving me a chance and being my friend. You had every reason to fear me and treat me like some sort of a freak but you never did. Even when I turned into one.” Seven said mournfully. The pair reluctantly separated from the hug, both pondered on what the future had in store for the other once this was all over. “Take care of yourself Kelly.”

Seven turned to face the group of army mammals anticipating his next move. The idea of all his progress being undone only to end back up in chains infuriated him to no end. But it was the only option on the table that wouldn’t result in more unnecessary damages. He’d already made such a tremendously bad first impression, now it was time to bite the bullet and face whatever consequences lay ahead.

“Okay, I’m done. Just do what you need to do.” Seven grunted.

His sudden change in attitude wasn’t enough to convince them. But from their perspective, his guard was down and he was standing right where they needed him.

“He’s all yours Eagle eye, take the shot.” The wolf commander said into his radio. Seven tilted his head anxiously

“Who are you talki-” The human wasn’t able to utter another word. The familiar sound of a single gunshot rang out for miles followed by a sudden jab of pain on the side of his neck. “Ack! What the hell!”

Through all that bulky muscle mass a single dart had penetrated Seven’s skin. Not even a full minute passed until he started to feel the after effects of the mysterious drug that was now flooding his bloodstream. First came the uncontrollable dizziness that got increasingly stronger. Seven’s massive frame teetered as he struggled to stay awake, his eyes becoming heavy and fluttering until his legs eventually gave out underneath him.

“Oh come on…not…again.” Seven said with slurred speech.

“Seven!” Kelly cried out.

He fell to the ground, limp and his breaths calm and shallow. The armed animals closed in on his unconscious form. A pair of masked wolf soldiers stood firmly in Kelly’s way. Blocking off her path to Seven completely and grabbing ahold of her cuffed paws. 

“Wait! Give me another minute with him. I just wanna make sure he’s okay.” Kelly desperately pleaded to no avail as she fought against her restraints.

“Don’t worry about him. You’re coming with us.” One of them commanded.

She braced herself for the inevitable, her body tensing up as they loaded her into the back of an armored truck. Kelly watched from behind the tinted glass as her friend was hauled off on a stretcher reserved for larger animals like elephants. All it took was the combined strength of four polar bears just to carry him.

Meanwhile, Finnick with a dejected look decided he’d seen enough. From his perspective everything was handled. He did his part. No need to stick around for the bitter ending. Hopping into the driver’s seat of his van and starting up the engine.

“Shit that was intense. What do you think is gonna happen to Sev?” Honey asked him, immediately noticing he was preparing to leave. “Hold up Finn! You’re my ride!” 

The stout honey badger hurriedly hopped into the passenger seat. She stuck her head out the window, waving goodbye to Nick.

“Catch you later Nicky! Remember, don’t be a stranger!” She yelled out the window as the van sped down the street. There was no doubt Finnick was breaking any speed limits at the pace he was driving.

Their time alone gave Nick and Judy a moment to reflect on the severity of the situation. It would take at least a full week to repair the damage caused by Seven’s rampage. All the vandalized shops, animals who came back to totaled cars, and that wouldn’t compare to the psychological trauma so many innocent mammals faced.

“God, am I glad that’s over. For a second there I thought we’d have to evacuate the entire city.” Nick said with satisfaction. Being the observant fox he is, he could easily pick up that something was bothering Judy. Spending nearly nine months as partners on the force was more than enough time to take note of all the little mannerisms she displayed when under stress.

Her silence, when those long floppy ears drooped to her sides, her nose twitching stressfully.

“Are you still with me Judy?” Nick calmly asked, placing a paw on her shoulder which immediately snapped her out of the daydream.

“Yeah, I’m just…it’s been a long day Nick, that's all.” Judy answered. "One that I don't think we'll get over anytime soon."

"Amen to that." Nick said.

Under the surface the rabbit was deeply conflicted with her own thoughts and opinions about the human. The way he went from destroying everything in his path to having a heart-to-heart with Kelly and surrendering himself to authorities. He definitely showed the symptoms of the Nighthowler, like Finnick mentioned. The unrelenting aggression was a dead giveaway. Somehow he overcame the effects of the serum without medical treatment which usually lasted days, months at the most until the affected mammal in question would regain their sense of self.

Seven’s case was a unique and intriguing one. The most fascinating in her career thus far.

The empathetic side of her that always tried to see the good in animals was being challenged in ways she never thought possible. But she had a job to do and innocent bystanders to protect and she couldn’t let her emotions stand in the way of that. 

“Hopps! Wilde!” 

Trudging towards them with a surprisingly calm demeanor. Judy was the first to speak. After all they had abandoned his orders, which in the heat of the moment they had no other choice. On top of that lowering their guard just enough for Kelly to orchestrate an escape attempt.

“Chief! I-” Before she could explain, he held out a hoof and silenced her.

“Relax Hopps, I’m just relieved the both of you are safe. Where’s Handerson?” He questioned.

“Those ZMF guys hauled her off somewhere.” Nick shrugged cluelessly.

“That’s good. You two are dismissed for the rest of the day. Go check on your families, I’m sure they’re concerned about you.” Bogo said. “The ZMF will handle everything from here.”

“Are you sure sir? Nick and I don’t mind sticking around.” Judy said as Nick nodded in agreement.

“Yes, it’s been a long day for all of us.” He said in exhaustion before turning away and making his way into the precinct. “Take care of yourselves out there. If anything else important comes up let me know immediately.”

They didn’t need to be told twice. The pair wasted no time hoping into their police cruiser.

“Alright Slick, let’s go visit Mama Wilde first since she’s closer. Knowing Mom and Dad they’ve probably got the entire burrow boarded up.” Judy commented.

“Sounds like a plan.” Nick agreed, reclining his chair a few inches and sliding on his dark tinted aviators. “And please take it easy on the ga-AAAHHH!”

Nick felt himself being forcefully jerked back into his seat as the cruiser was now speeding down the streets of Zootopia. Judy stared at the disheveled vulpine, clinging to his seat, aviators dangling halfway off his face.

“You were saying?” Judy asked with a sly grin.

“Nevermind.” He muttered.

The rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor pulled me from unconsciousness. My eyelids were heavy, my throat was dry and sore, and the sterile scent of disinfectant stung my nostrils. I tried to move but groaned upon feeling every limb of my body felt like it was being weighed down by concrete.

I was lying in a hospital bed, wearing nothing but a gown that gave off a weird indescribable smell. The rest of my body was hidden under a warm hefty blanket.

I weakly shifted my to the right side of the bed where I spotted Kelly sitting in a chair, sleeping peacefully. Her furry paws protectively resting on my right hand. Just when I thought I’d seen the last of her.

“Kelly?” I muttered. Upon hearing my voice she began to stir around, her tired eyes then shot wide open.

“Seven?” She whispered, rising from her chair and staring into my eyes with such great concern and disbelief before embracing me. After we shared a brief but loving hug she sat back down in her chair. “Hey, it’s okay hun. You’re safe now. Try not to move too much, the anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet so you’ll feel weak and loopy for a little bit.”

“Where am I? What happened?” I questioned.

“They sedated you and brought you to the hospital. Thankfully they let me stay here with you in the meantime to keep you calm. They thought it’d be better if it was my face you woke up to instead of a dozen guns being aimed at you.” Kelly explained. “But how are you feeling though?”

“A little lightheaded and sleepy, but other than that I’m dandy. I’m just relieved you’re okay.” I answered warmly.

“Me too Seven.” Kelly’s smile quickly faded as she studied me. “Listen, there’s something I need to ask you. You aren’t in any trouble but it’s very important that you’re truthful with me.”

“Sure, what is it?” I asked.

“After we separated, did you happen to come across any strange flowers?”

The tension I felt soon eased upon hearing the question. Flowers? What possible information could I have pertaining to flowers be so significant. It’s not like I noticed any considering I was more focused on survival than taking in the foliage.

“Uh…I don’t think so. Care to specify?” I asked.

She proceeded to dig into a pocket on her lab coat, pulling a handful of photos. Searching through the small collection before picking out one in particular that got her attention. Kelly held up the picture in front of my face. It was a crystal clear photo of the same violet flower I’d seen in my visions.

“This is midnicampum holicithias, or the nighthowler flower as many would call it. The reason I’m bringing it up is because the doctors found traces of it in your blood. Enough to send two adult elephants into a frenzy, I’m surprised such a high dosage didn’t kill you or cause some kind of permanent damage to your body.” Kelly said. “Did you see one of these while you were in the city? Maybe you were curious and you ate one?.”

I shook my head.

“No. I was darted, by who? I don’t know. Besides, carrots are more my speed.” I replied jokingly. “But I have seen that flower before.”

“Really? Where?” Kelly questioned eagerly.

“I don’t know if I should say, it’s gonna sound dumb.” I answered reluctantly.

I nervously broke eye contact with her. Completely unsure and worried if my answer would be satisfying enough for her.

“Seven, you know I’m not gonna judge you. All I want is for you to be honest with me. Nothing would surprise me at this point.” The wolf affirmed with gentle and caring eyes.

If there was any mammal on the planet I could trust with this information it was her. I gave in and began recalling some events to the best as I could through the slight migraine in my head.

“It was a dream, or at least I thought it was. It was like I ended up in an entirely different world. Like I was floating through space. The strangest part was I could see everything happening outside my body.” I explained.

“You got all this from a dream? What else happened?” Kelly asked, sounding rather interested than dissatisfied.

“Well, I got to see what my life was like before I met you.” I added. 

“Really?!” Kelly asked, barely containing her excitement. She picked up an empty notepad and pen that were conveniently placed on the stand next to the bed. “Go on. I’m listening.”

“It all kinda happened in reverse so I’ll try to recall events as best I can.” I said, while Kelly patiently waited for me to continue. “Remember that house I painted the day before you helped me escape the lab?”

“Yeah.” Kelly nodded.

“Well it was there. There was also this thing that communicated to me while I was there through my mind. He called himself Drocsid. Told me he was a spirit guide of some kind and showed me visions he claimed were memories from my past. That house was apparently a place in my mind that held all my repressed memories."

“Interesting, and what did you see?” Kelly asked while jotting down every minute detail.

“I saw myself, living amongst animals in this village back in Sahara Square long ago before Zootopia was even a thing. No cars, phones, no internet, no Gazelle, just animals living in the moment.” I replied. “I had a uhhh…a partner too.”

That last part I expected to send the wolf scientist for a loop. Hell, it sure rocked my world when I found out. Kelly froze temporarily and stared at me with a confused glare. 

“A partner? You mean…like a partner partners?” She asked.

This just became extremely awkward all over again. I didn’t leave her waiting for an answer, I pushed on despite still trying to accept this information for myself.

“Yeah…that.” I answered sheepishly. “Apparently we were preparing for an attack.”

“An attack? From who?” Kelly inquired.

“From these…creatures. They looked like reptiles, they were huge and so creepy. They had this…dark look in their eyes. Like they had no regard for life at all. Things went bad so quickly…so much death and blood.” I paused momentarily trying not to picture myself there.

“Not that I doubt you or anything, but those just sounds like normal reptiles.” Kelly commented.

“They weren’t Kel, trust me. They came from…somewhere else.” I muttered, the beeping from the heart monitor getting by the second. I quickly noticed it and gave myself a moment to breathe and not allow myself to get overwhelmed. “There was so much death and blood. They wanted to make me suffer.”

Kelly looked up from the notepad with a look of worry and genuine curiosity.

“When you said they came from somewhere else? What did you mean by that?” She asked.

For her own sanity I wanted to avoid telling her the real answer to that question. I’d already told her so much I might as well give her the full scoop. My only concern is that she may take it even worse than I did.

“What I mean is they’re not from this planet. I have history with them.” I stated.

Once she fully understood what I was hinting at, the wolf became perturbed as I anticipated. My entire life I never even considered the plausible existence of life on other worlds. Yet alone it being something I’d have to face in my lifetime. I could see that Kelly shared the same sentiment.

“Like…aliens?” Kelly questioned in disbelief to which I nodded in response.

“Yeah. Their species is called the Slytherians.” I mentioned.

“I…this is a lot to take in. But what does this have to do with the Nighthowler?”

“I kept hearing about them in the visions. The leader of the Slytherians, Voryn made a weird comment about a flower having a strange effect on my body. That along with another memory I had where I was in this store and I read this news article about a mysterious flower during the days of my kind. How it corrupted other humans, reverted them to a primitive state. Or if they got lucky they would gain some pretty neat powers. There was a picture of the flower too, they called it “The Devil’s Lotus” and it looked exactly like the Nighthowler.” I continued while Kelly listened intently. “So I put the pieces together. I came to the conclusion that it can’t be a simple coincidence."

“I get where you’re going with this. You think the Devil Lotus and The Nighthowler are one in the same?” Kelly concluded. “That would also imply the flower has been around a lot longer than we thought.”

She took the words right out my mouth. I was sure of it at this point. Way too many similarities to ignore. Even down to how they affected their host. Aside from the superpower part which I have a firm suspicion may have to do with the genetic differences between humans and zootopians.

“With the context that you were under the effects of Nighthowler, who knows, things may go in our favor. We’ll just have to see until the Mayor gets here.” Kelly added setting down the notepad in her lap. 

“The Mayor?! I’m gonna meet the Mayor?” I questioned.

“Yeah, she should be arriving to talk with you any minute now.” Kelly nodded.

Wait, she? Last time I recall the mayor being a male lion from the brief glimpses I’d see on ZNN whenever it just so happened to be on tv. 

“She? I thought the mayor was that lion guy? What was his name again? Lionfart?” I asked.

“Lionheart.” Kelly jokingly corrected, chuckling a bit at mispronunciation. “And speaking of him he was our mayor but got recently booted from his position due to a scandal revolving around the Nighthowlers. To keep a long story short, lots of innocent mammals, primarily predators, were going savage. It didn’t help that Lionheart tried to cover it up or downplay the events every time the public brought them up. To make things even worse his secretary was behind everything. A sheep who was hellbent on trying to warp the public’s view on predator mammals. To paint us all out like ticking time bombs that could go off at any moment. Thankfully she’s behind bars now and they’ve got someone new to fill in Lionheart’s position until the next election.”

A sheep was capable of orchestrating a plan like that? All just to sow division among predator and prey. A hopeless and pointless aspiration that would prove to solve nothing in the end.

Suddenly a couple of knocks rang out from the door.

“The Mayor is ready for you, Handerson.” A muffled voice called from the other side.

“Sounds like she’s here. Remember Seven, don’t be afraid. Just be yourself and I’m sure she’ll see that you aren’t so bad.” Kelly reassured with that comforting infectious smile of hers.

“Okay.” I nodded confidently.

The door creaked open and a female pig stepped inside. With a curvy figure, violet eyes framed by long wavy eyelashes, and a tuft of snow white hair that curled between her ears. She wore a cream sleeveless jacket, a coral red jacket, along with a flower necklace and two bangles, and perfume that made the whole room smell like freshly baked pastries.

Unexpectedly, trailing behind her was Cori Johnson. The head CEO of the very same lab that imprisoned me. Kelly and Cori briefly exchanged unfriendly glances at each other. What was he doing here? 

“Long time no see, Seven.” Cori grinned, waving at me.

I refused to exchange pleasantries with the same guy who kept me locked away from the world. I was more focused on getting approval from the Mayor and not making an ass of myself in front of someone who held so much power in their society.

“Mayor Swinton.” Kelly addressed. She got up from her seat and shook the mayor’s hoof. “Thank you for showing up on such short notice. I know you’re a busy mammal and all.”

“It’s no issue, Ms Handerson. This is my job after all.” Mayor Swinton said before finally looking in my direction, studying me closely. “So you’re what all the fuss has been about? Your name is Seven correct?”

Suddenly, all eyes were on me and a painful silence followed.

“Uh…yes Madam.” I nervously nodded.

“I wanted to meet you face to face and hopefully get a better understanding of you. Give you the benefit of the doubt. The evidence all points to you not being in the right state of mind when you were running amok in the city.” Mayor Swinton said.

“I know and I’m sorry for that.” I muttered in embarrassment.

“I want to believe that you are. So I’m giving you a chance.” Swinton said.

“A chance? For what?” I asked.

“To prove to not just me, but all the angry and confused animals outside that you aren’t a threat.” She continued before taking a seat next to the hospital bed. 

I was surprised with how quickly she became comfortable in my presence, enough to even be near me. I wonder if it was a test of some kind? Maybe it’s a good sign on her end.

“Sure. What did you need me to do?” I inquired, beginning to feel somewhat hopeful.

“Normally because of the thousands of dollars in damages you’ve, I’d have you locked away in solitary confinement. But I’m willing to let you off the hook with a warning on a few conditions.” Swinton stated.

This in turn definitely eased my worries. Just hoping whatever these “conditions” in question aren’t anything too drastic. I’m willing to put up with whatever at this point to right my wrongs.

“What would those be?” Kelly asked.

Cori then approached me, carrying that small wooden box. He popped off the latch that kept and opened the lid. I swallowed the lump that had gotten trapped in my throat upon laying eyes on a shock collar. 

“He must return back to Cori’s lab and wear that collar at all times. Of course he’ll be allowed to occasionally leave but only for business purposes like shopping for clothes and the like. With supervision and as long as he abides by his curfew.” Mayor Swinton answered.

That was honestly the best outcome imaginable. Wearing a shock collar again will be a pain in the ass to deal with, but I’m emotionally mature enough to regulate my own emotions. I’ve rarely ever been shocked but the very few times I have, all I can say is I’ll do anything to avoid experiencing such an agonizing feeling again.

“That’s great and all, but is the collar necessary?” Kelly asked, giving a disapproving glare at the item in the box.

“It’s a necessary precaution if he’s gonna be allowed to roam the city at least until he’s granted full citizenship. Although it’s true he was under the influence of nighthowlers, we still don’t know the full extent of what he’s capable of. Yesterday showed us that well enough. Added to the fact that he isn’t a documented species.” Swinton explained.

I could see how visibly stressed Kelly was. Even more so than I was about this.

“It’s okay Kelly. I’ll take a couple of jolts over being locked away all by myself for who knows how long.” I affirmed.

I hesitated for a moment before retrieving the collar from the box. Holding both ends in each hand and bringing it closer to my neck. The buckle clicked into place, the receiver blinking a bright red. Not too long I thought I was through with this, now I’m back to square one. Well, aside from some new privileges but it’s my responsibility not to squander them. Which I intend to do for my sake.

The mayor then turned her attention back on the anxious wolf scientist.

“Ms Handerson, before your sentencing I would like to speak with you privately back at City Hall.” Mayor Swinton announced getting up from her seat before giving me a final look of uncertainty. “Don’t make me regret giving you a second chance, human.”

“I promise, Madam.” I said.

Kelly walked up to the side of the bed, reaching over and we shared a loving hug. One I didn’t want to end because it may probably be the last.

“I’ll miss you Seven. Take care, and watch yourself around you know who. I don’t trust him.” Kelly whispered into my ear.

“I will.” I replied.

We separated from the hug after saying our goodbyes. I watched with deep sorrow as Kelly followed behind Mayor Swinton out the door. Leaving me alone in the company of Cori who now suddenly seemed elated that the pair had left. I had some choice words for the guy now that the opportunity presented itself to me.

“I wouldn’t worry too much about her if I were you. The way I see it, she was only holding you back.” Cori commented, now staring out the window.

“She cared about me.” I retorted defensively. 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, but now the real fun begins. I intend to explore these new changes you’ve undergone. You may look the same as you did before but you’re not the same human from two days ago.” Cori said with interest.

That’s when I noticed movement coming from under the bed. Then something long and furry grazed my thigh which startled me and I all of a sudden regained my energy. Just enough to grab the blanket and toss it off my body and onto the floor. Poking out through the hospital gown swaying above my rear calmly was a thin brown furry tail, about a foot long.

“I have a tail?! But how? This cannot be real.” I asked aloud in shock.

“Like I said, you’ve changed.” Cori repeated. “Human Biology is quite a wondrous thing. You didn’t even require treatment when they brought you in. Your body had bounced back completely on its own.”

This could only mean one thing. I’m not crazy at all. Those visions I witnessed while I was unconscious must hold some relevance to the real world. Now was my chance to see what Cori knew. I couldn’t explain it but I felt his role in all this madness ran deeper than he let on.

“I suggest you get some more rest. You have a big day ahead of you.” Cori said as he made his way to the door, his paw on the doorknob.

Just before he could leave I’d ask something that had been on my mind since I regained consciousness.

“How did you find me?” I blurted. 

Cori froze, his left ear twitching in the direction of my voice. He was taken aback like he wasn’t expecting me to ask a question like that. But he had some explaining to do.

“Pardon?”

“You heard me. Where did you find my body?” I demanded.

“We found you at a dig site in Sahara Square, you were buried under the sand.” He replied almost immediately. It was a lie I could see right through and I didn’t hesitate to call him out on it.

“Like hell you did! I wasn’t buried at all.” I replied.

“When did you-”

“Find out that you’re full of crap? My body was locked away in that ancient temple in Tiwet. You stole me!” I boldly claimed. I had a hunch something was off with this guy. This only made my appreciation for Kelly’s honesty and altruism even more. “How did you even find out I was there in the first place?”

In the moment Cori let out a sinister chuckle. He turned back around to face me, retaining his unnaturally calm demeanor despite how confrontational I was being at the moment.

“I guess the jig is up. Congratulations, you’ve figured me out.” Cori admitted, clapping his paws in  melodramatic fashion.

“Are…you being sarcastic?” I asked, feeling a little uneasy.

“Not at all! You’re smarter than you look. Seven, I understand you don’t trust me but I’m sure you’ve realized by now that you don’t have a choice.” The coyote replied while casually scratching his chin. “Besides, I'm the only mammal on Earth who can see your true potential and I know you a lot better than you think. Kelly thinks she knows you, but she couldn’t be any more wrong.”

The nerve of this guy. Kelly knows enough to see my worth and value me as she would her fellow Zootopians. That meant more to me than whatever “good intentions” Wile. E Coyote here claimed to have.

“As to how I discovered your location, let’s just say I have friends in higher places. So enjoy the time you have to yourself. I’ll see you around.” Cori waved, before giving me an unsettling grin and muttering something that would send chills up my spine. “Jessie.”

How the fuck did he know my name? Nobody, not even Kelly knew such personal information.

Just before I could ask how he was already out the door. Slamming it shut and leaving me alone to ponder on the possibilities. My heart was racing like it was ready to burst from my chest. As a last ditch effort to comfort myself, I curled up into a ball fearing what fresh hell I’d have to endure tomorrow now that I was back in the clutches of Cori’s grubby paws.

[Chapter Ending Music: I Can’t Handle Change by Roar]

Chapter Text

-Three Days Later After the Incident-

A shrill blaring alarm broke the silence, jolting me wide awake. My eyes shot wide open and my breaths were frantic and quick. The sound was nearly deafening, echoing off the cold rusty walls of my dimly lit room. Visible and watching me through a glass window that gave him a full view inside. The lack of privacy in this place from prying eyes was especially frustrating, but I agreed to these terms so it’s my obligation to put up with it.

Three days passed since Cori transported me back into the facility. These days I also spent locked up in this room with nothing but my own company and thoughts. Forced to sit back and aimlessly wait as the hours crunched by. Only times I was ever allowed to leave was supper time or if nature called and I needed to take a visit to the men’s room. 

It must be something important if Cori’s finally acknowledging me again after all this time.

“Rise and Shine.” Cori said with a smile from behind the glass. “Let’s get this show on the road already.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m up.” I groaned, clenching my jaw in frustration. “Can I have some privacy first so I can get ready ?”

“Take all the time you need.” Cori replied before stepping out of view.

Disorientated, I sat up abruptly out of bed. Rubbing the soreness from my eyes. Forcing myself out of bed and throwing on the clothes I was lent on the day of my return to the facility. A white t-shirt under an orange jumpsuit with the named tag with “007” stitched into the fabric. Then there were the air tight sneakers that barely left any room for my toes and walking in them was another pain in itself. Wouldn’t surprise me if Cori gave me the wrong size out of spite.

I’d spent a good five minutes stretching out my limbs. I caught a brief glance at the new appendage flicking about behind me. I always wondered what it would be like to have a tail, but those were just shower thoughts. 

It's been three days and the fact that I now have a tail of my own keeps slipping my mind. It felt strange, and I prayed in my mind that having a tail and turning into King Kong was the last of these “changes” I would experience.

I approached the automatic sliding door. Patiently waiting until they hissed open. Cori stood in front of the entrance, arms folded behind his back. 

“Sleep well?” He asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I remarked in a snarky manner.

Cori softly snickered and shrugged nonchalantly. “Oh, snappy this morning are we? I’m sure breakfast will fix that? Come on, follow me.”

Without saying another word Cori was making his way to the Cafeteria. With me trailing not too far after him. If there’s one thing I missed about this place it wasn’t staff, constant testing, and it sure as hell wasn’t their “highly resourceful” Ceo. We pushed through a pair of double doors once we reached the end of the corridor, a slight breeze greeting us from the inside of the cafe. 

The mouthwatering aroma of pancakes and coffee flooded my nose and greeted me, daring me to give into my impulses. There was the chance that maybe I’m overthinking things, but over the course of these last few days my appetite grew exponentially. I found it incredibly hard to put down the fork once I was chowing down on whatever food was put in front of me.

We took a seat by a table near the windows, sitting across from each other. The same spot Kelly and I would have our morning talks or at least tried to, being mute made communicating with her the way I wanted an undeniable test of patience.

With Kelly I at least had more freedom. She even allowed me to pick out my own meals, a luxury Cori didn’t seem to grant me. As he would already have an entree of his personal choosing prepared for me beforehand by the chefs. Three plates of assorted vegetables and fruits, far from my first choice but it’s better than to starve.

An excruciating silence lingered between myself and the lab's Ceo. I anticipated finding out exactly what the shady coyote wanted to talk about.

“Now that the three day wait period the Mayor put in place has expired, we can get down to business. But before we proceed with that, there are two mammals I’d like to introduce you to. Since Kelly went rogue I've given them the task of monitoring and documenting how the nighthowler has affected your biology. Beyond what you’ve already demonstrated.” Cori said.

I picked up a shiny red apple from one of the plates and took a bite.

“And who are these mammals you wanted me to meet?” I questioned.

“Well, speaking of them. Here they come now.” Cori proclaimed, turning his head away and I followed his gaze to see two animals wearing lab coats approaching us.

The first was an otter with a pear shaped figure, pink polish on her claws, and bright hazel eyes. She wore an olive green sweater under her lab coat and black jeans.

Walking beside her was an imposing grizzly bear wearing rectangle glasses, a green t-shirt and khakis. His fur rugged with noticeable grey patches indicating older age.

“You’re both right on time.” Cori said with a pleased grin. “Please introduce yourselves.”

“Greetings, I am Dr. Elora Vintari.” The otter introduced herself. “But you can call me Lora if you’d like.”

“And I’m Dr. Felix Roake.” The bear said. “It’ll be an honor working with Zootopia’s first human.”

I hadn’t warmed up to the idea of being assigned to other scientists. Such a major change like this would take quite a while to adjust to. I just hoped Kelly wasn’t the only mammal in this facility who wasn’t another soulless corporate puppet willing to cross any moral boundary just to be in the good graces of Cori.

“The feeling is mutual.” I shrugged, now munching on a carrot. “Okay, introductions are out of the way. Now what?”

“Actually before we move onto testing I’m taking you on a little shopping spree.” Cori declared.

Suddenly it seemed my day wouldn’t be so boring. The prospect of going back to Zootopia excited me but at the same time I feared the public’s opposition to my presence.

“After all, I can't have you walking around looking like an escaped prison convict.” Cori added.

“Didn’t seem to have a problem with it when you brought me back here.” I muttered under my breath. Quiet enough to go unnoticed by the egotistical canine. “So what kind of “tests” are we talking about here?”

“Just some personalized exercises to help us properly access your capabilities. Like your strength, agility, and endurance. Get a basic understanding of how your biology has changed and see where your limits lie.” Dr Vintari replied.

“And hopefully we can help you get a better handle on those new abilities you’ve obtained while we’re at it.” Dr Roake added.

By now I had already cleared two plates. I was on the verge of finishing up a remaining batch of baby carrots. The two scientists watched me scarf down the rest with disturbed expressions. I’ll admit my table manners haven’t been the best as of recently. I stacked the empty plates on top of each other and pushed them aside.

“Are we leaving now?” I asked impatiently.

“If you’re ready then let’s get a move on then.” Cori replied.

“About time.” I said standing up from my seat and patting my stuffed belly. “Nice to meet you both I guess. Working with you will be an…experience and all that good stuff.”

Just as we were leaving I could make out a small discussion between the two animal scientists. I listened closely to their conversation hoping to confirm my suspicions that they were just as shallow and uncaring for my well being. Like all the other eggheads in lab coats.

“He isn’t much of a talker is he?” Felix asked, sounding a bit disappointed.

“Don’t take it personally, big guy. He’s been through a lot. I’m sure he’ll come around eventually.” Lora commented. “But on the bright side, he’s a lot less intimidating than the briefing documents made him out to be.”

“Yeah that’s true. I don't understand how Handerson did it. I just hope whatever emotional baggage he’s carrying doesn’t get in the way of us doing our jobs.” Felix added.

The peace and wholeness that I felt being outside was pure bliss. No longer sitting in a damp dark room with nothing but my thoughts to accompany me. I took to a huff of fresh air, now in the present moment and grounded once again.

A spotless white limousine was parked waiting on us. An extension of Cori’s already massive ego I bet.

We stepped inside and I was blown away by the luxurious interior. Of course, out of spite I didn’t let the coyote see that. Keeping a neutral and unfazed expression as I begrudgingly sat down on the plush seat cushion. The light hum emanated from the engine, I peeked out the window to see the lab getting smaller in the distance with each passing second. A sight that invoked immense joy in me.

I sat across from Cori who was focused on the mounted flatscreen in the limo’s interior, arms folded and deeply absorbed into the current news story being hosted by ZNN. I caught a glimpse of the headline being discussed, my eyes grew wide and my throat suddenly became dry as I was now at a loss for words.

“Human Havoc: A deep dive on the details of the lives ruined by the human terror.”

Fabienne, the snow leopard ZNN reporter came into view on screen. Appearing calm and composed as she delivered the audience the latest story. Which was about me, no surprise there.

“Good Morning Zootopia, I’m Fabienne Growley and today’s top story. The current human threat that has us all wondering about the future of our prosperous city.” The snow leopard started. “Three days ago the city would fall victim to a horrific event that makes the Nighthowler story appear like a minor inconvenience. The footage you are about to see was caught on ZNN SkyCam during the incident.”

The screen switched to a recording of aerial footage. Clips of me, transformed, with a wild look in my eyes, and plowing through traffic. Leaping over cars and clumsily crashing into some causing major damage to whatever vehicle crossed my path. The terrified screams of the innocent animals running for their lives boomed from the speakers. 

“A strange new mammal was reported causing major disturbance in central Zootopia. Terrorizing many and on a path of uncontrollable savagery.” Fabienne continued. “The animal in question who’s species we’ve now learned is called a human was detained with the combined efforts of the ZPD and the ZMF. The human is currently under the custody of Cori Johnson, the CEO of Johnson Bio and Tech. Despite successfully capturing the strange mammal it would be too late as several businesses have reported disastrous losses. Our reporters have spoken with one of the mammals who were affected.”

The next clip was security cam footage taken from the inside of a bakery. Tables and chairs neatly set up around an open space with wedding themed decorations. Cookies, snacks, and beverages were neatly organized in unique patterns on each table, all untouched and from the look of it freshly made. On the center table was a white and pink frosted triple layer cake with two small figures on top. One wearing a tuxedo and the other a flowing white dress.

“Oh no…” I muttered softly as I put the pieces together.

All that hard work would go down the drain the moment I came crashing through the front windows, bits of shattered glass raining down on the floor. Skulking around on all fours, sniffing the air cautiously before stopping at one of the tables. This one with a tray of different flavored cookies. They wouldn’t stand a chance against my ever growing appetite. I watched in disgust and unease at my lack of. I now stood upright on two feet, messily shoving handfuls into my mouth.

After I cleared the entire tray in less than a minute, every other snack within my view was free game. I continued my hunger fueled binge storming through the bakery repeating the pattern of knocking over the tables and eating their sweet contents off the floor. Until all that was left untouched was the wedding cake. I creeped over to the desert, my impulses getting the better of me while I was in that corrupted state. Within seconds the cake was reduced to nothing more than deformed pile of mush and frosting smeared across the tablecloth.

I eventually left, leaving a scene that looked like a tornado tunneled its way through the heart of the bakery.

The screen cut to an irate pig baker, wearing an apron and chef’s hat. Bags under his eyes and a permanent scowl. He was being interviewed by a blank panther reporter.

“The owner of ‘Pat’s Pastries’ Patrick McNeal was interviewed by one of our reporters earlier this morning. Who was devastated by the turn of events.” 

The recorded interview began to play. I leaned in, all my undivided attention. Anxious to hear about what he had to say about me.

“I’m beyond livid. It took me hours, even days to prepare for the event. I was supposed to host a wedding reception on that day and that monster came along and ruined everything, destroying all my hardwork like it was nothing. Baking is my passion! Now I’ve got a dent in my wallet that’ll take months to recover from and a pair of unhappy newlyweds. I don't know what that thing is but it sure as hell doesn’t belong here.” Pat furiously spat while struggling to remain professional.

The screen flickered once again. This time showing Mayor Swinton standing at a podium and addressing a crowd of restless and panicked reporters and civilians.

“We understand your concerns. Right now the human is under strict supervision. I can promise you, he poses no further threat to the citizens of Zootopia.” Swinton affirmed with forced optimism. 

The displeased chatter from the crowd had drowned her out almost instantly. No doubt everyone was livid. It took a minute until the noise died back down and Swinton would start taking questions.

“Mayor Swinton, what do you have to say about the rumors claiming even after the damage it’s caused, the new mammal will be allowed to enter the city again?” a reporter questioned.

“I know it may come as a surprise to many of you, but the rumors are in fact true.” Swinton confirmed.

More confused and disgruntled chatter rang out among the sea of unhappy faces once again.

One protester yelled over the crowd, “What are we supposed to do if it ever goes savage like that again? He’s caused too much damage!”

Another, a zebra, possibly a hypochondriac wearing a face mask also vocalized their frustrations, “What if he’s carrying new foreign diseases our doctors can’t treat with today’s medicine?”

The calm voice of Fabienne returned to the speakers as the footage faded out.

“Look at you, already making a name for yourself.” Cori chuckled.

I lowered my head in shame. I knew my expectations for a warm welcome were unrealistic. If only it didn’t sting so much having the knowledge of being universally despised whittling away at what little self-esteem I had remaining.

“I didn’t mean to do all that stuff though.” I muttered with remorse.

“It doesn’t matter what you meant to do. It’s what mammals saw you do. In our world first impressions are everything, they’ll be the catalyst for how many view you. From that little segment it seems the public opinion isn’t in your favor.” Cori rambled before taking a sip of a yellow drink out of a clear glass. 

Maybe he was right. Now that I look back on it, If I’d known escaping the facility would’ve led up to all this I never would have considered it at all.

The limo came to a smooth stop outside of a store. It had those flashy multi-colored letters hanging above the entrance that read “Furrever 21”. I became increasingly nervous as I could make out the faint outlines of animals of different species and sizes already perusing inside.

“This is the spot. It has everything you’ll need here.” Cori said, stepping out of the limo with me doing the same. “This is your moment to prove I can trust you on your own.”

We walked to the entrance of the store but Cori had come to a stop at the doors. He dug into the pocket of his tailored blue suit and brought out a shiny light green card and handed it to me. 

On the bottom left corner read “Bank of Zootopia”.

“You’re not coming in too?” I asked in confusion. “Wasn’t the agreement you’re supposed to be chaperoning me when we go out?”

“Technically yes, but you’re a big boy aren’t you? But just so you know I mean business…” He dug back in his pocket, this time pulling out a small black remote. “This controls the amount of voltage sent through that collar so you better behave yourself. Thankfully you haven’t given me a reason to use it…yet. So don’t make today the day. I don’t want to have to hold your hand in there, so spare us both the embarrassment.”

“Alright, you don’t have to tell me twice.” I nodded before looking back at the bank card. “So how much money is on here?”

“Don’t worry about overspending. The amount I’ve lent you is in the thousands.” Cori casually stated.

In the thousands?!! The guy’s stupid rich, so I shouldn’t be surprised. Was this guy running a fever or something? He’s being unusually generous and laid back today. If anything that’d make getting through this day a helluva lot easier compared to when he’s another one of his bad moods.

“So go wild and buy whatever you want, but spend it wisely. You’re carrying what you buy.” Cori continued.

I gave a half-assed enthusiastic thumbs up and proceeded to push past the doors. The background noise of shoppers chatting and the robotic beeping coming from cash registers. I began pacing myself towards the clothing aisle trying not to draw any unneeded attention on myself. Hoping nobody would glance in my direction, but unfortunately that peace of not being noticed wouldn’t last long.

An ocelot couple had spotted me first and it all went downhill from there. More animals would catch wind of my presence and a suffocating silence followed after. So many harsh and judging eyes were now on me.

“It’s him.” A cheetah muttered.

“What’s it doing here?” An otter fearfully asked.

I’m here to take in the scenery.

“We should keep our distance, don’t wanna set him off.” 

Because talking about me and not even attempting to be discreet about it is definitely not gonna put me in a sour mood. I ignored the watchful eyes and walked into the men’s section. There were already a few shoppers there but the moment they saw me coming they cleared the aisle, scattering like cockroaches. On the bright side I had all the space I needed to check out all the options.

I was never the ‘dress to impress’ kind of guy but at the very least I wanted to be presentable. I picked out a few pairs of medium sized jeans and even some shorts to wear on the more humid days, folding each one and setting them in the bag. I continued to browse the shirts on display. I wasn’t picky about it either, grabbing whatever I could wear casually.

To my excitement I was lucky enough to come across a pink hoodie with Zootopia’s most treasured pop-star gazelle on the front. It would probably come as a shock to many, but her music helped me get through rough times and besides I looked great in pink. This would undoubtedly make a perfect addition to my personal wardrobe.

“Oh yeah, you’re coming with me.” I said before placing the hoodie in my bag.

All that was left on the list now was to find some new kicks. My mind began to wander on the subject on how shoes worked here. They have them readily on the market, but yet I’ve to cross paths with a Zootopian who regularly wears them like I do. 

But soon I’d find I wasn’t the only one in search of new shoes. 

Standing at the far end was an adolescent lion. Currently in the middle of examining a pair of white and green running shoes. He hadn’t seen me coming into the aisle and some part of me didn’t wanna scare the kid off. So I pretended to be browsing the different types of shoes sitting on the shelves.

Sneakers, boots, flip-flops, sports shoes, and more. So many choices yet I remained undecisive on which pair that catered to my personal needs.

“Um hey, excuse me sir?” the voice of a young boy coming from behind me asked.

I turned around to find that same lion from before standing behind me, and I now had a close up view of him.

Unlike most lions I’ve come across, this one had white fur. A thick patch of black fur on his head which I assumed was a developing mane. It gave him the appearance of having a mullet of some sort. Two different colored eyes. One green and the other blue that studied me, not with fear like I anticipated but peculiarity and awe.

He wore a red short-sleeved hoodie, grey baggy cargo pants, and very rugged and worn high top sneakers. Never thought seeing another animal other than a human wearing shoes would be so uncanny.

“May I help you?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, I hope I’m not bothering you.” He replied softly.

“Not at all. I’m just surprised someone’s bothered to talk to me.” I said reassuringly with a smile before turning back to look at the shoes.

“I saw you on TV and everyone’s been talking about you. So I thought why not introduce myself?” The teenage lion said.

“Well if you’ve heard all the “nice things” people have had to say about me, I’m sure you’d wanna keep your distance.” I retorted. “I’m a ticking time bomb, don’t get too close.”

However, even with my pessimistic attitude this didn’t dissuade his attempt at small talk with me. He then pointed at the same pair of sneakers he’d been looking over earlier.

“Oh! If you’re stuck on which pair to buy, may I recommend the paw-pad protectors? They’re very roomy and the extra padding makes running a lot easier.” The lion suggested.

I took his word for it, grabbing a medium sized pair of the sneakers off the shelf. Just as a quick little test I pressed down on the soles out of curiosity to find them incredibly squishy, soft, yet firm. This was more than enough to earn my approval and would eagerly slide a box of shoes in my shopping bag.

“No kidding, these are top notch. Thanks for the help uhh…” I trailed off for a second.

“Keanu Pryde, a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He smiled before extending a paw for a handshake which I gladly accepted.

“I owe you one Keanu. Without your help I probably would’ve been standing here all day trying to make a decision.” I joked. “You can call me Seven.”

It was a breath of fresh air to finally come across someone who doesn’t tremble at the sight of me. Or assume their life was in danger the second we locked eyes. Even after the trouble I caused that day I’m glad not everyone is holding a grudge about it.

I decided I had what I needed for now and began making my way to the checkout line. With Keanu eagerly following after me, not that I minded at all. Good company is better than none at all.

“Seven? That's a pretty cool name.” Keanu grinned. I then noticed his face shift into one of pity. He was looking at the collar clutching my throat, although it didn't bother me, but judging by his reaction it didn’t sit right with him. “Are you wearing…a taming collar?

“It’s just a precautionary measure on the Mayor’s part. I hate wearing the damn thing but it was either this or jail.” I shrugged nonchalantly.

“You shouldn’t have to wear it though. You look really uncomfortable.” Keanu replied.

“Oh yeah? Well try telling that to all the pissed off animals on the news and see if they care.” I retorted.

I approached the cashier, an antelope. His pupils dilated in fear once he realized I was the next animal he’d be checking out. I set the bag down so he could properly scan my stuff while I fished through my pocket in search of the bank card. I remembered Keanu’s help earlier and took it upon myself to return the favor.

“I’m paying for the kid too.” I said.

“What?” Keanu asked, sounding surprised. “You don’t need to do that, Seven.”

“Nonsense! I’m loaded anyway and it’s the least I can do in return for you helping me.” I replied.

“Wow, thanks.” Keanu said with a grateful smile before placing his items next to mine.

“Don’t mention it.” I exclaimed.

Another ten seconds of digging around through my pockets and I would eventually get a hold of the card, I carefully slid it into the card reader and waited patiently until the screen flashed green. Letting me know the payment went through. And in seconds Keanu and I were out the door and not empty-handed. I couldn’t wait to sit back and piece together my new outfits.

We exited the store where I’d see Cori leaned against his limo, arms folded impatiently.

“Took you long enough.” He scoffed.

I smugly rolled my eyes, completely dismissing the coyote’s snarky tone.

“Oh Seven! There’s this cool arcade that opened up a week ago. It’s right around the corner, would you…possibly wanna come?” Keanu bashfully asked.

I’ll admit, the kid was adorable and that just added on to his charming and friendly personality. As much as I wanted to ditch Cori and go play arcade games until the sun went down, I had to face reality which wasn’t in my favor at the moment.

“Trust me, I would go in a heartbeat but uhh…” I subtly gestured towards Cori with my eyes and Keanu seemed to have caught on almost immediately. “I’m kinda on a tight leash right now.”

“Oooh I get ya. Well in that case, I’ll give you my phone number.” Keanu said.

“But I don’t have a phone.” I remarked.

“I’ll give it to you anyways to keep, just in case.” The adolescent lion said.

He reached into his pocket and retrieved a tiny notepad and a small pen.

“You carry that everywhere with you?” I asked.

“Hey, I may not look it, but I’m a busy lion on the weekdays. Plus it helps me stay organized.” Keanu jokingly replied as he scribbled down his number on an empty page before ripping it off entirely and holding it out for me to take.

“Nothing's wrong with that.” I said, taking the slip of paper and shoving it in my pocket.

Keanu and I would part ways, the white lion waving a friendly goodbye that I returned.

“Take care Seven!” Keanu waved.

“You too Keanu, I hope we meet again.” I smiled.

As his form got smaller and smaller the further he walked I got this deep feeling in my gut. Some would call it intuition. But there was this connection between us, a rekindled one. Something you’d feel after seeing a family member or close friend after an extended period of time apart.

“Who was he?” Cori questioned snapping me out of my daydreaming.

“Oh, him? Just some kid that’s all.” I shrugged.

“Hmph, well let’s stay here any longer. I have something important I need to look into back at the lab.” Cori said before taking his seat in the limo.

I joined him, still deeply engrossed in my recent encounter with Keanu. I stared out the window blankly before a slight smile bent my lips as I felt reassured knowing that not everyone was holding a grudge against me.

I grimaced at the sight of us arriving at my personal mental hellscape.

“You can put your things away for now, but you’re not off the hook yet. There’s someone else I’ve been meaning to introduce you too. Just wait in your room and I'll bring them to you.” Cori said.

Who could it be this time? Another scientist was my prediction.

“Alright.” I shrugged.

I went down the hallway that led to my room. Once inside I let out a frustrated groan, placing my bag on down and lazily flopping down on the bed. 

I patiently waited for Cori and whoever it was he was talking about. Ten minutes would pass until I’d see the door slide open. Cori had returned, but with company this time.

Accompanying him was a hyena. He wore a brown tweed vest over a green undershirt, a blue tie, and green dress pants. Grey fur, yellow eyes with red pupils that I noticed almost appeared to be glowing as we made eye contact. I couldn’t put my finger on it but something about that look in his eyes was strangely familiar.

“Seven, this is Mr Cord. He’s a licensed therapist assigned to you by Swinton. So any qualms or personal issues you may have feel free to direct them to him.” Cori said before turning to look at the hyena. “I’ll leave you two to get acquainted. See you in a few.” 

“But I don’t need a-” I didn’t even get a chance to finish. 

Cori was already out the door, no doubt he was itching for the moment to not be around me. The stranger and I spent time alone staring at each other awkwardly before my “therapist” broke the silence between us.

“Geez, he’s a real peach.” The hyena sarcastically remarked.

Even that voice. I’d heard it somewhere before.

“Tell me about it. The guy acts like he’s stuck here with me.” I muttered in frustration.

“Well, from where I’m standing it’s the other way around.” Mr Cord replied.

“At least someone agrees.”

He picked up one of the chairs from my desk and set it a few feet away from me before taking a seat.

“I must say, it is truly an honor to meet Zootopia’s first human. As you’ve already heard from Cori, I’m Dexter Cord and I'll be your therapist for the time being.” The hyena said with an enthusiastic grin. 

“I appreciate what you’re trying to do here, but honestly I don’t need a therapist. I can handle my own mental and emotional obstacles just fine on my own.” I retorted. 

“Are you sure about that? I’m aware you’ve recently undergone some life-changing events. Surely there’s room to speak on something there.” Mr Cord suggested. “I’ve learned that talking about your problems with someone you trust tends to make them weigh less on your mind. I promise you, this is a judgement free zone. As your therapist I want nothing more than full transparency between us.”

I thought about it for a moment. I’ve had my fair share of dealing with therapists in the past. Never did much for me and I liked burdening people with my personal issues. I decided to indulge him out of curiosity to see where this goes.

“Okay, you want transparency? To be frank, I’m not sure what to feel. People hate me and rightfully so. I got pumped full of Nighthowlers whatever that stuff is and turned into a freak who ruined so many lives.” I said with fierce resentment for myself.

“I see, it seems you truly do have a lot on your plate.” My Cord nodded in understanding. “Do you believe it’s your fault you’ve ended up in this predicament?”

“I don’t believe, I know.” I sighed before I’d inevitably cave in and my true feelings would begin to pour out. “All I wanted was to leave this place. To have that taste of freedom and see the world. But I’m so damn naive, thinking Kelly and I could have some happily ever after far away from this hellhole. I just made things worse, now she’s gone and I’m stuck wondering what could’ve been if I never left at all.”

I could see Dexter’s expression wasn’t as jovial prior to this conversation. He seemed concerned, genuinely and saddened by my breakdown. He stood up from the chair and sat down beside me.

The hyena said nothing, just giving me a nod of confirmation as to continue.

“You know, these past few days I’ve been around so many people…” I paused, fresh tears had begun to run down my cheeks. “But I still feel so alone, more than ever.”

I don’t know what came over me. I guess I’ve been holding that in for too long.

“I understand how you feel, but ask yourself this. Was it truly a bad thing for you to crave freedom? Something all of us innately desire. Yes, you may have made some rash decisions during your time in the concrete jungle but a good friend once told me that your mistakes don’t define you.” Dexter continued with a calm and reassuring smile.

Despite the unease and red flags this guy made me feel at first I started to find him quite insightful. I honestly wasn’t expecting him to say that, but he was right. Talking so freely and getting all the pent up frustration out of my system made the pain hurt less.

“I had never thought of it that way until now.” I sniffled. “You must deal with cases like mine often huh?”

“To be honest, no.” The hyena responded. “You’re actually my first client.”

That came as a shock to me. This was certainly a dealbreaker, compared to my last therapist in my previous life. His words felt like a full fledged effort to boost my morale and help me focus on the brighter side of this.

“Well, you’re making one helluva an impact for your first time Mr Cord.” I said with a sincere grin.

“Oh it’s nothing. In a way I can understand what it's like to be an outcast. In a world where you’re persecuted for your differences and misunderstood by mammals wouldn’t give you the time of day to understand who you are and refuse to see you past your mistakes.” Dexter continued. “But just know that even if it may seem you are hated now, you’ll find some out here who will give you a chance and prove you wrong.”

Just as he said that my mind wandered to all the animals who’d shown me kindness thus far. Kelly, Finnick, Honey, Archie, and even Keanu.

“I see you two are getting along much better than I thought.” The voice of Cori interjected as he’d entered my room. “Dexter, if you’re past introductions I’d like to show you to your new office now.”

“Oh yes! Let’s make haste then.” Dexter said in a cheerful manner before looking at me. “Don’t forget what we talked about.”

“I won’t. Thanks again for the words of encouragement.” I said with gratitude.

The pair left the room, leaving me alone. Caught up in a conversation of their own. I decided now was a better time than any to start putting together my outfits. There’s so much work to get done until I’m put through whatever test they have prepared for me the next day.

I just hope I’m strong enough to handle it.

Chapter Text

A single minivan sped down a one way street exiting Downtown Zootopia. Now approaching the serene rural bunnyburrows. It’s three passengers, teenagers on the cusp of adulthood. Fresh out of high school hoping to spend the peak of their remaining years of youth living as free and reckless as most their age would.

A stroll into the countryside would set their night into motion.

“Clyde, what did I say about smoking that shit in here? This is my dad’s car, remember? He’s still giving me shit from last time we got caught.” The driver, a wolf, barked in a disapproving manner. The pungent earthy aroma coming directly from the passenger side made it hard for him to focus on the road ahead. 

“Will you take it easy Chase? I’m just trying to enjoy the night to the fullest. Besides you said your pops is on a business trip and there’s nothing a little car freshener can’t fix.” Another wolf, Clyde retorted calmly with heavy half lidded eyes. His arms protectively wrapped around a blue tinted glass bong.

“You could at least share, you inconsiderate jerk.” a female wolf cut into the conversation between the two.

“Really Sasha? You too? I thought you were better than this.” Chase asked.

"Oh come on, don't be such a spoilsport." 

Clyde begrudgingly reached over into the backseat handing her the bang, before easing back into his seat. Completely zoned out and feeling all his worries slip away.

Sasha using her own lighter sparked the bowl while simultaneously taking a relaxed inhale. Accompanied by a slight burning sensation in her throat before exhaling, a gust of smoke flooding the car.

“Sometimes I wonder how I ended up with you two.” Chase grumbled.

“You aren’t the only one.” Sasha coughed before taking another hit.

With an irritable sigh, Chase gave up on convincing the pair of mellowed out wolves to wait on being indulgent until they arrived at their destination. 

For the meantime all was well.

At least until Clyde noticed it.

Despite being in the driver’s seat, Chase was too fixated on the road to see what he was seeing. He rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times in disbelief only to realize what he’d seen wasn’t a trick of the mind or simply him not being able to handle the new strain of ganja.

Far off in the distance, silently hovering above a field of crops was some kind of triangular object in the sky. Green pulsing lights emanating from its core. Was it some kind of plane? Yet it stood still and motionless unlike one.

“Uh…you guys see that too right?” Clyde announced.

“See what?” Sasha inquired, trying to see for herself.

Clyde held out his paw, pointing in the direction of where he’d spotted the object. He half expected to be gone but it was still in the same position. Judging from his friends' puzzled looks they’d seen it as well.

“What the fuck…” Chase muttered, momentarily taking his eyes off the road.

Sasha, with fearful eyes still locked onto it, hurriedly retrieved her phone. Aiming it horizontally at the open field and pressed record but to her dismay the object wouldn’t appear onscreen as she’d hoped. She checked to see if perhaps the angle was off, but no. It simply just wouldn’t appear on her phone yet when she looked with her own eyes there it was, clear as day.

Her eyes frantically darted between the screen of her phone and outstretched fields where the floating object remained.

“I can’t believe it. Looks like some kind of spaceship? That can’t be real. It’s not even moving.” Chase ranted.

After gaining enough footage Sasha saved the video before posting it to her Howlr account. There was the odd chance someone online would come across her post and hopefully provide some insight and what they were seeing.

Unfortunately for the trio, they wouldn't notice the towering figure standing in the middle of the road. At least until it was too late.

“Oh shit, Look out! The road!” Clyde blurted fearfully.

In a last ditch effort to prevent himself from being involved in a serious car accident, Chase slammed his foot down on the brake but his timing was off. The car rattled aggressively and the wheels screeched upon impact. Sending the body of the unknown figure tumbling across the road, limbs flailing about until their unmoving body came to a halt just a few feet away from the car.

The silence following the crash was nerve-wracking. The wolves exchanged traumatized and deeply concerned glances. They turned their attention back to the body laying flat on the concrete road.

“Oh…my…god.” Clyde muttered in disbelief. “Did..we just hit somebody?”

Chase with shaking paws reached for the door handle and began exiting the vehicle.

“Chase! Where are you going?” Sasha asked.

“What do you think Sash? We can’t leave him here! And I’m not having this on my record.” He replied sternly, but still visibly shaken up. “One of you should call an ambulance or something just in case.”

Sasha wasted no time dialing the emergency hotline while Chase went to check up on the individual.

Taking a moment to inspect the damage, Chase saw that the front of his car was damaged in ways that would certainly take a blow to his father’s wallet. The hood once sleek and unblemished was now a jagged mess of bent metal and peeled paint. Bent in odd corners. One corner had curled upward like a flap, exposing the tangle of engine parts underneath. The left headlight had been shattered completely.

The damage seemed more fitting for a full on collision with another vehicle than an animal.

His remaining headlight illuminated the road just enough to give him a clear view of the body. Cautiously inching closer, he’d realize what they hit wasn’t like any mammal he’d ever seen in his lifetime. Its appearance strongly resembled that of reptiles more than anything. Its unsettling height was hard to miss as well. It had to at least be a staggering eight feet tall standing on its own two feet.

Crimson red scales covered every inch of it. It had razor sharp claws that looked as if they could slice through flesh like butter. The creature’s eyes were shut tight and its tongue hung lifelessly from its gaping maw.

The wolf hesitantly knelt down beside it, hoping it was just unconscious. Placing two digits underneath the neck and trying to find a pulse. Or some kind of indication of life.

The scales were dry and rugged, like touching sandpaper. Closely observing its body structure only made more sense why the collision felt so powerful. The arms, legs, and upper body were compact with muscle. A bodybuilder’s dream physique was the best way he could describe if asked.

He waited for nearly a minute only to feel nothing. The crushing reality now seeping in as he turned his head to face his friends before shaking his head, confirming their suspicions. How was he gonna explain this to his father? Let alone the court? 

Then suddenly, the entity’s unmoving form finally stirred. Its eyes shot open and locked onto the unsuspecting wolf with a predatory gaze. Lips curling into a malicious grin.

In a split second it lunged forward, jaws clamping down Chase’s right arm eliciting an agonizing cry out of the wolf. The pain was horrendous. It was like a thousand needles being plunged into his skin. 

“CHASE!!!” Clyde and Sasha cried out in unison.

A sickening crunch came from his arm followed by an abrupt loss of feeling throughout the entire limb. 

Chase stumbled back, now clutching his mutilated arm. His fur caked in blood and he could even see fragments of broken bones protruding from under the skin.

“Start the car!” He yelled out. “Start the-”

The reptilian then craned its neck back slightly before launching a green ball of vicious fluid from its mouth. The projectile hurdled towards Chase, landing directly on his face which cut him off mid sentence.

“Oh my god!” Sasha cried out.

Chase howled in pain as the unknown substance sizzled and popped. Melting into his skin, an unending burning sensation covered the entirety of his face. He could feel every muscle, tendon, and vein being dissolved into a pasty mush.

Horrified couldn’t begin to express the terror and hopelessness his friends felt in that very moment. His vision began to fade as he limped over to the van, collapsing onto the ground just before he could reach the door handle.

Sasha quickly swung the door open. Picking Chase up by the shoulder, and dragging his shivering body meanwhile his attacker stood idly by. With that sinister smirk and seemingly laughing at them.

Laughing at Chase’s suffering as he desperately clung to life.

Finding amusement in the fear it struck into his friends.

They had to get out of there and fast.

Sasha managed to haul Chase’s weakened form into the backseats. Gently placing his head on a clean towel she’d found, doing the best she could to keep him calm while Cylde hopped in the driver’s seat trying to get the van running again.

He could feel his heart about to burst from his chest as he stared the monster down.

With a few twists of the keys in the ignition, the car’s engine would spark to life. Clyde, not wanting to give the creature another opportunity to strike again, slammed his foot down on the brakes. He spun the steering wheel, doing a full U-turn before speeding back in the direction of Zootopia.

“Sasha…” The wolf groaned weakly, staring up at her with his right eye which remained untouched by the acidic fluid.

Sasha fought back the urge to expel the contents from her stomach at the grizzly sight. 

Most of the fur and flesh had dissolved down to the bone. Making part of the left side of his skull visible to the naked eye. His mutilated arm laid as his side, his bone poking out from underneath the ripped tendons and muscles. It was a scene that would stick with them for the rest of their lives. 

“It’s okay Chase! Just stay with me! We're getting you to a hospital.” Sasha exclaimed, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks.

The last place they expected to be paying a visit tonight was the emergency room, but it was crucial for their friend to survive this ordeal.

-Seven POV-

The next morning had arrived rather quickly than I wanted. This one in particular that Cori clearly yearned for as he woke me up a lot earlier than usual. He didn’t have the courtesy to let me have breakfast at least to have some energy for testing. I would think if he wanted peak results out of this he’d at least want me at my best and fully rested.

But there’s no point in fighting it. I didn’t throw a fit or stubbornly remain in bed as tempting as that was an alternative. Just threw on some clothes, settling for the pink gazelle hoodie, a pair of fresh blue jeans, and red and white sneakers. 

I was now walking alongside Cori down an empty corridor. My eyelids heavy from the immense exhaustion I was fighting and my body swaying with each step I took as I struggled to keep my eyes open.

“Look alive, Seven. You’re gonna have your hands full this morning.” Cori stated smugly, the sound of his cheeky tone making my blood boil in frustration.

We reached the end of the hallway and he led me to an elevator, pressing a button on the control panel. This one led to the fifth floor from what I could see. I wasn’t even aware that the lab even went that deep all my time of being here. I still remained worried, with that conniving coyote being so eager to proceed with testing.

Once we hit the bottom level the elevator doors parted, crossing the threshold into the underbelly of the facility. The inescapable smell of foreign chemicals and compounds permeated the air as we stepped out of the elevator.

“This is where all the magic happens.” Cori announced pridefully.

My mouth drooped in awe at the hectic nature of this place. Animals in lab coats seated at computers while others carried out experiments that not even I could fully grasp.

We walked past a pair of rams wearing hazmat suits passed us, both positioned at the end of a metal canister. Handling it with the utmost delicacy as a luminous blue liquid-like substance sloshed around inside.

“Be careful with that plasma. It doesn’t come cheap and the last thing I need is another accident.” Cori warned.

I saw a badger scientist through the window of a testing room. Standing a few feet away from a small table and aiming some kind of pistol-like device at an apple that was placed in the center of the table. Pulling the trigger, a beam of green light ejected from the muzzle of the gun striking the fruit on impact.

The apple vibrated at such rapid speeds, jolts of electricity popped and crackled around its form. Then the unexpected happened. It seemingly split apart at the center by some mysterious effect from the gun until there were two perfectly good apples. It was speechless, closely observing the futuristic esque duplication device I’d only ever seen in movies.

It should’ve taken hundreds if not thousands to reach this point in technological development. Yet they accomplished it in far less time than that.

Then we passed by an intimidating looking metal vault door that was locked down tight. An exaggerated warning label plastered on its exterior.

“Restricted Access: High Security Clearance Only”

What’s so important that’s hidden behind that door that could warrant such secrecy?

“You’ve had all this down here the whole time?” I asked in bewilderment.

“For quite some time. Science is truly a riveting facet of our reality. When you have abundant resources and Zootopia’s greatest minds readily available, the sky's the limit.” The coyote boasted. “Not even Swinton is aware of what transpires in the inner recesses of this facility. And we’ll both keep it that way. Right?”

That cold threatening glare he shot in my direction that dared me to stay quiet sent shivers down my spine. A pregnant pause followed, I said nothing and responded with a simple nod, a cheery smile returning to the canine’s face.

“Perfect.” He said, sounding quite pleased with himself.

I decided to keep any remaining questions I had for myself. He brought me to a more secluded room where Dr Vintari and Dr Roake had been patiently waiting. They stood beside a chair with countless metal wires and coils extending from underneath it which branched out and connected to a computer sitting on a desk behind it.

“Good Morning Sir.” Dr Vintari greeted us with a smile and looked my way. “Morning Seven, how’d you sleep?”

“As good as I’m allowed to.” I replied through tired eyes.

“Well there’s nothing a little caffeine can’t fix. Sit tight, I'll go grab you some.” Dr Roake suggested before heading to what I assumed was the break room.

“I guess now we can move onto the testing phase. Seven, if you’re comfortable, could you please take a seat in this chair for me?” The otter politely asked.

“Sure.” I nonchalantly shrugged as I seated myself. “It's not like I have a choice anyways.”

“Well, I’ll leave you all to it then. I expect those results on my desk by the end of today.” Cori declared condescendingly.

I couldn’t express how relieved I was once the coyote was gone. Out of sight out of mind, just how I like it. All that remained was for me to endure the first round of tests. I watched the otter scientist closely as she retrieved a syringe. My trypanophobia went into overdrive as I relentlessly resisted the urge to take off running. 

“First thing’s first. You probably won’t like this, but I have to draw some of your blood.” Dr. Vintari said reluctantly.

I might as well just let her get it over with.

“Just, go ahead.” I muttered in defeat, looking in another direction, trying to keep the pointy syringe out of sight to prevent freaking myself out further.

“Thanks, I know this isn’t easy for you so I want to make this as stress-free as possible for you. I’ll tell you what. How about we talk about something else to get your mind off of it?” She said, resting one of her furry paws on my arm, looking up at me with those ridiculously adorable that pleaded for compliance.

“Okay.” I nodded.

“Perfect.” Dr Vintar said with a grateful smile, now readying the needle. “You can ask me anything you want.”

Evolved or not, it still blew my mind how otters still retained their cuteness. It was enough to calm me down just a bit to where I felt okay with proceeding. I could tell she genuinely meant well.

Just like Kelly. Speaking of…

And just like that an idea instantly popped up in my head.

“Lora, was it? So what’s your history with Kelly?” I questioned.

For a moment there Elora seemed surprised that it was my first inquiry. After all, I did hear her and Dr Roake mention her prior to leaving the facility yesterday.

“I guess you could say that we talked over lunch. You’re all she ever talked about.” She replied.

“All good things I hope?” I joked nervously.

“Nothing but.” Lora answered with a small chuckle. “And I guess you could say for the most part she and I were good friends for the time she was here. She kinda showed me the way.”

“Showed you the way?” I asked, wanting clarification for what she meant by that.

“I wasn’t originally assigned to this lab. I previously worked at another facility all the way over in Cape Suzette before coming here.” 

Cape Suzette? This was new information for me. I’d never heard of this place until now.

“Cape Suzette? Where’s that?” I inquired. 

It sure didn’t sound like any district in Zootopia that I’m familiar with.

“It’s a city not too far from here. Three hours away at the most.” Lora replied.

Just then I felt a sharp pain coming that only lasted for a few seconds in my left arm. It didn’t phase me that much as I was still hung up on what the otter previously revealed to me.

“Hold the phone. You’re telling me there’s more places outside of Zootopia?” I asked in disbelief.

“Why wouldn’t there be? You didn’t seriously think Zootopia was all there was did you?” She questioned. Retracting the syringe that was now filled with my blood.

“Man, I really need to get out more.” I muttered. Since I was so invested in Lora’s backstory. This conversation was going much smoother than I expected it would. Along with Dr Vintari seeming a lot more grounded unlike the rest of the lab coats in this place. “So what made you come to Zootopia?”

“Better opportunities really. Don’t get me wrong, Cape Suzette will always be my home but it isn’t as progressive as one would hope. Prejudice is still pretty prevalent there, especially for predators. I’d say it’s even worse there than here. When my colleagues found out they'd be working with an otter they spent every day making the job hell for me. So you can imagine I fought tooth and claw to climb the corporate ladder and prove my peers wrong.” The otter scientist ranted. “All I can say is they’re right about spite being a good motivator. I wasn’t gonna let those uptight jerks prevent me from pursuing my passion”

“I’m not gonna lie. That's very inspiring. I’m happy for you. Not letting society or those who doubt you dissuade you from your path is not an easy feat.” I said with a sincere smile.

“Aww thanks. It was nothing to it.” Lora replied, blushing.

I could feel it and part of me was certain Lori could too. The tension has definitely lessened as we talked and allowed ourselves to be more comfortable around one another. There was definitely more to her than being another egghead who prioritized their research and nothing else.

“How’d you end up here though?” I asked.

“It was kind of random really. By this point I was already one of the most respected scientists there. I guess they needed to make room for fresh minds so they had me transferred here. That’s when I met Kelly and then the whole thing with you breaking out happened and with nobody left of the proper expertise and clearance to work on your case Dr Roake and I were selected by Cori himself to continue the research. You can’t imagine how ecstatic I was when I learned I’d be aiding in the study of an undocumented species with your capabilities.” She thoroughly explained.

“Well I certainly hope I’m living up to your expectations.” I playfully added.

“Absolutely, I’m starting to see why Kelly couldn’t stop talking about you.” She replied warmly. “You’re not as bad as everyone’s been making you out to be.”

Just then, Dr Roake had finally returned with a cup of piping hot coffee.

“Sounds like you two are getting along.” Dr Roake commented before handing me the coffee.

“Just giving Seven a little backstory on yours truly while I collected a blood sample.” Dr Vintari joked.

“Thanks for that by the way. I know it’s ridiculous for being as old as I am having to be talked through getting a shot.” I said, feeling embarrassed.

“Oh don’t be ashamed. I think I speak for everyone when I say the last thing anybody wants is to be poked and prodded with needles.” Lora stated.

“Amen to that.” Dr Roake agreed.

“Now that you’re here. Can you boot up the Neuro Reader while I run a quick analysis on the blood sample?” Lora asked.

“You got it.” Dr Roake said with a nod.

I carefully took a sip from the cup before scrunching my face up at the bitter taste. Quickly being reminded why I didn’t regularly drink coffee in the first place.

“Don’t you guys have any creamer or something?” I inquired.

“Sorry bud, everyone down here drinks their coffee black.” Dr Roake replied.

As if this morning couldn’t get any worse. Dr Vintari reached into one of her coat pockets, fishing out a few packets of sugar.

“Here you go friend. I always make sure to bring some from home.” Lora started with a kind smile, holding them out for me.

“You’re a lifesaver Lora.” I sighed in relief. Eagerly taking the ones she held out to me.

Dr Vintari took a seat at a table with science equipment I assumed she was using to check my blood. Meanwhile Dr Roake walked up behind the chair I was sitting in until out of view. I heard a few clicks like he was typing on a keypad or something installed in the back of the chair. What followed was a questionable mechanical whirring and an extra limb from the chair sprouted out overhead. At the end of it was a disk panel that dangled above my head, a barely audible hum emanating from its core.

“Now don’t freak out. You won’t feel a thing. This just simply helps read your brain activity. Like an x-ray.” Dr Roake reassured me which in turn automatically dismissed any concerns I had.

As the Neuro Reader worked its magic I noticed Lori looked a bit perturbed to say the least. She was currently using one of those electric microscopes to examine the sample. Maybe she caught wind of something previous scientists hadn’t.

“Is everything alright Lora?” I asked anxiously.

“Yeah it’s just…normally after the 24 hour mark when a mammal is infected with Nighthowler all traces of it leave their bloodstream. Yet somehow you’re the exception. I can still detect copious amounts of it in your blood, like it’s still in effect.” Lora replied as she continued to look through the microscope. 

“They said you recovered entirely on your own with treatment, correct?” Dr Roake questioned.

“That’s what Kelly told me. All I needed was rest and I was right back to my old self again.” I answered before side-eyeing my new tail. “Well almost.”

“Seven, you aren’t currently experiencing any violent tendencies are you? Like the desire to bite?” The otter asked, now beginning to sound a little uneasy.

“I have the desire to bite into a fresh stack of flapjacks.” I joked in a lighthearted manner which seemed to ease the tension once again. 

“Well that’s good to hear at least. I’ll have to take note of this in the meantime until further development in our research.” Lori stated as she wrote something on her clipboard.

Then unexpectedly Cori had returned. A lot quicker than I expected he would. Carrying a neutral expression as he approached me.

“Do you need something sir?” Dr Roake asked.

“I just got off the phone with the mayor. Plans have changed and she wants to talk with Seven at the ZPD. For what reasons, I don’t know, but she claims it's serious and somehow you’re involved in it.” Cori declared while folding his arms in frustration. “You’ll have to continue with testing later.”

I downed the rest of my coffee in a single go, tossing the empty plastic cup into a nearby trash can. I don't know what the emergency could possibly be and how I’m somehow tied into all this. I’ve been here this whole time.

It’s always something with this place.

“If you say so.” I shrugged, slightly annoyed before turning to the two animal scientists at work. “I’ll see you two later then.”

“See ya Sev, if I’m done by the time you get back maybe I can give you a full rundown of what I find.” Dr Vintari suggested.

“Sounds like a plan.” I nodded in agreement. I looked back at the impatient coyote. “Lead the way, boss.”

Nothing saying anything would take lead. I followed behind him, meanwhile stuck in my own head. I suddenly felt a sense of immense hopelessness. A dread I hadn’t felt since the days of humanity. I sincerely hoped it was just my feelings running rampant and ruling my thoughts. Maybe I was overthinking things like I usually do.

I’ll just have to wait and see.