Saving Private Hopps

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~Nick's P.O.V~

Well, here I am, stuck in a cellar in Zootopia's most feared organisation whose plan is to destroy everything good and virtuous. Usually I'm the type of sly fox who has a way to get out of any situations, but this time... I have my hands tied; quite literally, both of my hands are handcuffed together while I am tied to a chair in a dimly lit cellar with skeletal remains of what appears to be an otter right beside me. I'm in this room for over 1 hour and I'm starting to go insane, up to the point I actually started to talk with a dead carcass. To make things worse, my dumb bunny, she's not with me; I have no idea where she is... I failed to protect her and now... she could be lying dead in the gutters somewhere. You're probably wondering what I'm talking about. This is a good thing, be cause I need something to stop me from losing my sanity, or at least something to pass the time while I wait for my pending doom.

It all started this morning at the ZPD. Judy and I were in the Recreational Room playing a nice and friendly game of Foosball up until Bogo came barging into the room and started barking orders at Judy about her next assignment. Bogo sounded really furious as if someone has committed a really heinous crime. For my sake I decided to get out of Bogo's way because when he is in a terrible mood, he behaves like a monster rampaging monster, ready to tear our streets in half. When he was done telling Judy, she just ran out the door at lightning speed. I never did get what Bogo wanted Judy to do, but I did happen to hear something about "Investigating a certain area that has a suspicious activity going on". I didn't like that idea one bit. After that I started feeling a bit anxious, but I immediately shrug that feeling off as I know that Judy is the type of bunny who is willing to stare in the face of danger and not shed a single sweat.

"What do I have fear? Judy is an independent and brave little cadet that the ZPD as ever known. I bet she will crack this case within 1 week or less, right?"

How I regretted saying that. Over 2 weeks has passed and there was still no sign of her. Everyday I grew more and more concerned, thinking what happened to her. I started to lose focus in my work. Losing all the wanted criminals, unable to solve any mysteries, I was unable to think. I'm far to worried about Judy.

The week was through, she still didn't come back, and the only thing that went through is a letter addressed to me. I read it but I was appalled by the content. This was no ordinary letter, it's a ransom. Here is what it said:

"Dear Mr Wilde

I have your so called precious partner help captive in my basement, if you want to see her again; here are simple instructions that you NEED to follow.

All you have to do is to give us $1,000,000,000 by the end of the week or the rabbit gets it. There will be someone to collect the money in alley at 12:00 PM at Lion Boulevard.

Hurry up Nick Wilde. Time is running out"

After I finished reading, I nearly fainted knowing that my one and only loved partner will be kicking the bucket soon. But I'm a poor little fox with no hope of getting a million dollars by the end of the week, even my salary isn't enough. Not even if I do extra over time, it still won't make a difference .But I must be persistent knowing that the life of my dumb bunny is lying in my hands.

I then decided to take matters into my own hands and use brutal force to get my co worker back, safe and sound. I trained ever single day using all sort of weapons, fighting my colleges in the boxing ring hoping that I can take down this criminal with pure strength. Everyday I grey stronger, powerful and relentless; I will not let some stranger take away the person I love more without a fight.

The end of the week came to a close; I packed over 10 weapons all hidden around me, including a shot gun, knife and a pistol. I know things may become gory, bloody and perhaps vile, but I have my rights.

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