Vixy Wilde {A Zootopia Fanfiction}[COMPLETED]✔️

Chapter 8: NO!

(Warning; chapter includes mentions of violence and guns and thievery. Read at your own risk

(Vivian's POV)

We met Jas and Aaron just about a block away from the theatre. I swear I saw Aaron blushing when he saw Vixy, but I said nothing.

"Took you two long enough." Jasper groaned. I rolled up eyes and flipped him off. "Fuck you too Jas." I said and earned a shove from him.

Aaron shrugged. "I'm excited for this. It looks awesome!" he said. I was glad that he seemed to be doing better since the death of his mom.

We talked for a bit before we saw the movie.

"Holy HELL that was worth every second!" Aaron and Vixy said at the same time.

Okay, quick thing, the two LOVE any Marvel movie, from Iron Man, to Captain America, the list goes on.

I snickered. "Stan Lee's cameo was perfect." I said, remember the old man made fun of his own character, and it made everyone laugh their asses off.

"Hey, let it go!"

Jasper's ears pricked. "Who's that?" he asked.

'Mom.' I thought before glancing at Vixy, seeing that she had the same thought.

Aaron looked at us. "You two okay?" he asked, but I streaked past him with Vixy hot on my tail.

We rounded a corner about a block away to see a male leopard holding my mom by her arm while he tried to steal her things.

Without thinking, I snarled and raked my claws across both his arms. He let go of my mom and her things while Vixy came up to me.

The leopard snarled. "Learn to fight your own battles vixen." he snarled and roughly grabbed Vixy by the scruff before throwing her into me, making us both hit the concrete. 

I was light-headed for a moment before I shook my head clear. Vixy shook herself clear, rubbing where her scruff was on her neck.

I heard the sound of a gun's safety being unlocked and I turned to see the leopard had pointed his gun right at Vixy's head.

"Maybe this'll teach you a lesson." he snarled at me.

I saw Vixy's fur bristling and stand on end, her eyes wide in fear.

'God, please spare her!' I pleaded.

"Stay away from them!" I heard mom snarl and she slightly tackled the leopard.

The fought for a few moments, then everything else was just a blur. All I remember was that a gunshot was fired, a scream was heard and I was staring at my mother's wounded and bloodied body.

((CLIFFHANGER, HANGING FROM A CLIFF! AND THATS WHY HES CALLED CLIFFHANGER! Sorry. had to.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED - WARRIOR