Chapter 4 ya'll. A tad shorter than chapter 3, but I think it's pretty good.
Not forgetting this time!
Wild Times: A Zootopia Fan Story

-Authors notes- Don't really have much to say. We're switching to Judy's perspective again. Gotta resolve cliffhangers some time, right? I've officially decided that this story is going to shift between Judy's and Nick's perspectives each chapter.

Chapter 4: Return of the Night Howlers
Cold. As the rabbit slowly recovered her senses from the grip of the tranquilizer gun, this was all she could feel. Cold air and a cold metallic floor beneath her. She forced herself into a seated position, and reach for her radio... Which wasn't there. In fact, nothing was there. Her tranquilizer gun, safety vest, officer's uniform, all gone. In it's place was a very revealing tunic not unlike the one she used in her play when she was nine. She could still barely comprehend what was going on when a bright light shone into her surroundings. It took her several moments for her eyes to adjust before she could finally observe her situation.
Needless, to say, it wasn't good.
She was in a cell. Not like the cells from the asylum, not even like the cells of her precinct. These were... Disturbing. Dirty, with just the barest of bare essentials given to her. (Fortunately, they at least had the decency to put the personal needs behind a wall). The bed, which was really just a barely inflated air mattress, had deep red stains on it... Which, unfortunately, did not look like ketchup.
"Okay Judy, keep calm, don't panic, you can find a way out of here." The rabbit whispered to herself.
"Oh, I don't think you will, fluff. You're going to be our star attraction." A voice heckled from outside her cage. "A lot of our clients are sure to be... Unhappy with the police." The voice was coming from a red fox, dressed in black shorts, a white undershirt, grey over shirt and black tie. His resemblance to Nick was... Something. But his brown eyes lacked the spark, the compassion, that Judy had come to expect from her partner.
"A... Attraction? Clients? What is the meaning of this?" Judy demanded, despite being in no real condition to be demanding anything.
"Simple! It all started with this." The fox replied, tossing a small blue flower into the cell. The bunny recoiled from it, recognizing the flower instantly. "Night Howlers. Bellwhethers plan to get into power by ways of fear was... Interesting, but there's no money to be made! How are you going to get cash from mammals who can't even remember their own name?" The fox asked rhetorically. "You can't."
"Then why do you have them? And more importantly, why am I here?" She questioned, not entirely sure if she wanted to know the real answer.
"Oh, there's money to be made out of Night Howlers. Do you know why the population of predators is so low here in Zootopia, compared to prey?" The fox inquired. "It's because there's no... fun out here. We may be evolved, but we're still animals, and we still have needs. Wants. Desires... Desires that are, unfortunately, restricted by your precious 'right to be alive'. Some predators have embraced this restrictive lifestyle... But some predators hate living like this, shackled by rules and laws. Going against their natures."
"So what are you going to do? Kidnap a bunch of prey, hop some predators up on night howlers and just... Let them kill us?" The bunny asked.
"Of course not! That would be barbaric. And far to complicated. We'd have to go out and get more prey, and that's a whole lot of risk I don't particularly want to take. No, what we do is use a... Less potent form of Night Howler serum. It's said to be one of the most exhilarating feelings in the world. You're you, but you just feel so... Free. No more restrictions, no more worries.

Just you.

And whatever poor mammal they've dropped in a cage with you. And people will pay a LOT to have that thrill, without the risk of going to jail, or worse. Fortunately the low dose means that our clients still have some control over themselves... Which means our 'attractions' survive, and live to play our their meek little prey roles for the rest of their lives." Judy thought that the naturalist club was bad, but this guy is taking it a thousand steps too far.
"And if I don't play along with your sick games?" The rabbit officer said defiantly.
"Then we kill you." The fox sneered down at his captive. "A toy that doesn't work is useless." Judy visibly recoiled.
"You're a monster!" Judy yelled, having no other real options at the moment.
"No, dear, I'm just an animal."

-Chapter notes- A bit darker than I originally thought it would be.
But I really like this chapter. I was going to include Judy's first "performance" in this chapter, but I think I'll save that for her next chapter. I still have a lot of stuff I have to do with Nicky. -End of notes-

...These always look so much longer on DA and Fanfiction -3-