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Collaboration between NightWolf0179 and JKnight97Night Wolf's A/N:  It's funny. I never once thought I would be writing stories about a fictional world in which animals walked and talked. Nor did I think I'd be turning that family-friendly setting into something that is far less family-friendly and far more sinister. Funny how life exceeds your expectations. XD I am still trying to figure out what exactly pulled me into not only Zootopia, but also, it's an amazing community of writers, artists, and readers. I am so glad I took the chance with it. The creations this community has made really helped me out in a time of need. They are as amaz...

Homo Sapiens Morsuss- a subspecies of Homo Sapiens that has been identified by characteristics and traits that differentiate them from the subspecies Homo Sapiens Sapiens. This subset of hominid is almost certainly directly related to the Admorsusvirus, which has not been officially defined to a viral family due to its unique properties. It is transferred by the blood of a Morsuss when their blood touches the air and then becomes airborne to those around. The virus has about a 50% catch rate if contracted. The virus is not deadly, but attacks the reproductive system’s cells, hijacking them from what we know now- permanently. Many argue th...

==Lap 56=Yet another day had passed. The fourth race of the Grand Prix was in two days, which would be Abigail's first time ever watching an F-Zero race in person. Just like always, Earl would remain in Chiya's private booth, which was where Abigail would also have the pleasure of watching from. For the remaining days, Abigail was set to continue her job at Good Odds beside sister Chiya and future brother-in-law Earl. Considering she was soon to become Earl's sister-in-law, she was already acting fairly inappropriate in one way. This time voluntarily, Chiya, Earl, and Abigail all slept together in the same bed. As established, Earl was cud...

With a flourish of gleaming metal and clashing swords you brought your katana down with the most precise strike. The accurate move should of connected squarely with the larger mans shoulder and thus continue in an arch down the expanse of his chest. But it didn't.  In fact the well-defined maneuver didn't even begin to come close to inflicting the damage which you had previously intended. No, he deflected it smoothly and effortlessly. "Nice try thought, little man."  He grunted with the slightest chuckle under his words as his tachi blade came down upon yours to deflect to upwards. You lost your balance; mortified and grinding your teeth t...

I have few friends.It’s true. On one hand, I can count the number of people I trust or, even more seldom, enjoy their company. I suppose that makes my job easier, but it by no means makes it less lonely.Yeah, I got lonely. It’s an interesting dichotomy; an aversion to relationships, yet a desire to be with those close to you. I suppose I have my upbringing to blame, in part. As was told to me, I was born to a saloon whore, then sold to pay for my own medical expenses. When the surgeon didn’t want me, he gave me to a convent in return for a tax voucher. The Sisters of the Heavenly Turbine. Don’t get me wrong, those gals were nice and never ...

The Deku temple. A large twisted structure deep in the middle of the Faron woods. Named so due to the overwhelming amount of Deku baba's living inside. The Surface knights spent countless years trying to explore the temple. Though it's floors were more than imagined, and it's bough higher than any other tree. Seeming completely hollow with wood cut away to form rooms, corridors and windows.  The higher you get, the darker and more infested the rooms become. Skulltulas become as large as houses and Deku baba's camouflaged as dead plants.  Between the monsters and the rotten floors, were puzzles. Locked doors that won't open without a key, S...

Meanwhile in Wilthid. Argil returned to the library, still smiling, thinking about Urpgor's acting. But, soon he became serious again and began to look for one book he needed now. ArgiL: These scientists can't live without making troubles... I felt something, and now, after this son of electric kettle and a children's cube told something, everything became more understandable. They used bones of someone dead to create a nightmaren, that's why I smelled something death-related. It was crazy, even for them! If it was a demonic creature, it can bring real troubles for all of us. I saw confusion on Dread's face, even he was hiding it, so, they...

The Summer's Fervor Chapter 3: "A Whole Lot of Abnormal" -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It was pitch dark outside—hardly romantic and hardly safe as Fishlegs carefully walked himself across the rocks above the diving well. How oh how did I get myself into this position? He thought, hearing small rocks shift underneath his feet and drop a long fall before the echoing splashing noise resonated below."Come on, you're like the slowest lug in the world!" he heard the biting voice of the unseen girl that had been his date for the night. She was ahead of him ...

Dwayne was tossing and turning on the double couches while he dreams about Frank and Bobby shooting up his middle school and him taking the blame, he remembers being in Kane's jail and the beatings he received and how the other prisoners treated him, Dwayne pants and twitches around while hearing himself scream, he springs awake and pants heavily and sweats profusely, he looks out the glass sliding door and sees it was still dark outside, he closes his eyes again and tries to sleep but could not, he opens his eyes when the sun begins to rise and he decides to check for any job offerings, he sees there were none. Dwayne hears walking and he...

"You girls need a ride?"October looked up, letting her eyes stray from the gravel beneath her feet. She had been walking along the highway for so long she had started counting her steps to pass the time, hoping that when she finally looked up she would see civilization. Abigail ran to the truck driver's passenger door, haphazardly pushing past October as if she had never ridden in a vehicle before.October glared at the driver's soiled clothes, greasy hair, and crooked teeth. She imagined his smell which made her gag uncontrollably. It was as if his unkemptness was setting off red flags in her head: "Never talk to strangers. And never acce...

Spirits of RenewalBy: StromgradePreviously on SoR      The figure that saved Kris introduced himself to him. The figure, Roman, also told our Anthro Kangaroo that Kris is dead, and is now in the Spirit World. Kris didn’t believe him at first, but after witnessing the events after he was shot by the laser, he hurriedly went back to Cortex’s space station. Once there, he discovers that Roman was telling the truth about his death, since Kris discovers that he is a ghost while in the space station. Roman managed to cheer him up by explaining why Kris remained a ghost, and why he didn’t go to the Afterlife yet. He further cheered him up when he...

Niflheim The pained cry echoing across the casino’s main foyer caused more than enough of the patrons to gather around what quickly escalated from a mere argument to an all out fistfight. And judging by the looks of it, someone was losing it; and pretty badly too . “ Y-You… goddess… bitch! ” Picking himself off the floor, the demon staggered to his feet and glared at his opponent who watched him with an almost apathetic look on her face. “The more you insult me, the worse it becomes for you…” said the casino’s chief of security, as she strode confidently towards her stricken foe. “If a bitch like me mops the floor with you… th...

DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. Rumiko Takahashi/Shogakukan - Yomiuri TV - Sunrise.  No money is being made from this work. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media.SUMMERY: (WARNING: ADULT MATERIEL) Alone, abandoned and fighting for her life: the treeline fifty feet away and somewhere within, a predator hunted for his prey. She  was that prey and only the dancing fall foliage would bare witness to her last hours upon this plain of existence. COVERART: ...

Basil wasted no time when he reached Baker Street. He had rudely pushed past Mrs. Judson, ignoring her inquiries of how his visit went, in favor of reaching his beloved chemistry set. He swiped everything that was on his desk out of his way and onto the floor (causing Mrs. Judson to protest and grumble about clutter). Muttering to himself, he pulled the letter from his jacket. "It is as I suspected, Dawson." Basil said as he examined the paper through his magnifying glass. Dawson had come in after him, and was in the midst of hanging up his coat and hat. "And what is that, Basil?" The rounder mouse asked as he thanked Mrs. Judson for the t...

A Knight's TaleChapter 1: The Royal FamilyNottinghamshire, England 1453 A.D.Crackling fire, the clanking of silverware and goblets, and the snorts, grunts, and rather loud belches of the engorged king were the only sounds that echoed inside the dark, poorly lit, dining hall of the castle. Being one of the primary members of the Knights of the Cooper Order, I, Sir Galleth Cooper, had the duty as a knight to protect the king and his family at all times; or until I was relieved of my duty by another member. But tonight, instead of doing my normal leisure activities of stealing from the corrupt nobles of lands of England, I was here in the cas...

“No...no no no..just no.” Amy said“Amy, I think you’re next.” Kylie said.“If that’s the case,” Amy said, standing up, “Then I will not die.”“It’s possible to bring a life back, but at the cost of another’s soul.” Kylie said, “With the soul of that person, it will be enough energy to restore a dead person’s life.”“Then I will kill Trinity.” Amy said, “I will.”“Do what you believe you must.” Kylie said“Send me and Liliana’s body down there. I want to present her something.” Amy saidKylie nodded, “Don’t die, you are my only hope of getting back.”“I won’t die. She will.” Amy said, determined with rage.Amy woke up on her bed, it was 6:01 am, Li...

(Author’s Note: this piece is written entirely in diary/letter format. Sable writes these journal entries in zumalii -- which is a dead language (not a real one, though, I made it up), Sable can’t write or read printed English, but for the benefit of readers, it’s translated—but occasional words that don’t translate will be left as they are. Although the main purpose of this piece is Sable’s journal, I’ve inserted commentary here and there so you’ve a clear picture of what exactly is happening ) Sable’s Journal, May 5th “Four years ago, I started writing a journal.The only purpose of this journal was to keep my mind orderly. I carefully...

Just going to put a little note here for those concerned about the 'character death' in the warnings; keep reading until the end! Trust me on this. :)Ichigo watched the archdeacon disappear into the shadowy recesses of the massive cathedral, frowning as the other man's ivory, scarlet, and gold-clothed back faded from sight. He mulled over what the raven-haired holy man had said to him. He highly doubted there was anyone anywhere willing to help him, even most of his gypsy kinfolk were now too frightened of Aizen to stand up to him. Who would lend a helping hand to him, a gypsy, an outcast?He tread lightly down the cathedral's glorious hall...

CHAPTER IV: Precursors and Relics The Eridian leads (F/N) through the Eridian structure, the architecture seemingly organic yet not.Around a dozen questions dance on the Vault Hunter’s tongue. Why does he have Siren tattoos? Why is he here and not passed out in front of the monolith in the cave? Why did his medallion lead him to the monolith? But more importantly, how did the Eridian know he is from Elpis and not Remnant? Does it know about the rise of Handsome Jack? The struggles of the Crimson Raiders?“You have questions,” The Eridian breaks the silence, it’s [(F/N) isn’t exactly sure whether the alien is male or female] tone knowing. “A...

Memories of the Future by Michael D. O'ReillyThe interior of the United Earth Directorate's first and only specialized covert-operations battlecruiser looked the same as any other ship I had ever served on. Cold, sterile, utterly lifeless and impersonal. It was everything I loved about space. Waking up from cryogenic suspension took anywhere between five and sixty minutes, depending on the involved person's individual constitution and experience. I was up, dressed, and on the bridge of the Morgenstern in seven minutes. Across the table from me, our ship's Adjutant clicked back and forth rhythmically, its disembodied torso and head suspende...