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Hello and welcome to Zootopia: Devil watch. I am glad to see that this series got the amount of views that it has. I want to personally thank everyone who commented on all the previous installments. I hope to be providing some entertaining tales for you to read, and I hope to publish more varieties of stories in the future.

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A tan and black German Shepherd and a white, black, and silver colored wolf were sitting in the living room of a large house watching a recent news report.

"Friend of yours?" The German Shepherd asked the wolf, referring to the mammal on the news.

"And why do you assume that?" the wolf replied nonchalantly without turning away from the TV.

"He's a human, and last I checked, those weren't all that abundant in Zootopia."

"Neither are dogs, yet here you are."

"Humans went extinct on this Earth a long time ago."

"Or so the government says. I, for one, have never listened to them. They lie constantly anyways."

The German Shepherd just looked at him for a moment, "You're ridiculous, Orin," he said with a shake of his head.

"That's why you like me," Orin said with a smirk.

He raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?"

Orin walked up to him, "Yes, it is," He kissed the shepherd on the lips, "I'll be back later," he said as he walked to the door.

"Where are you going?" the shepherd asked.

Orin looked back, "To get ice cream or commit a felony, I'll decide on the way."

The shepherd just chuckled and shook his head as Orin left the house.

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Mayor Swinton was angrily pacing back and forth across her office. There was a tv in the corner and every time she glanced at it her movements got even more agitated. The news was showing on the tv, but there wasn't any sound. It just showed the fight between the human and the lava spider. The silence was soon shattered by the ringing of the phone on the desk.

She walked slowly to the phone as if she was afraid of what she was going to hear. She slowly put her paw on the phone and lifted it to her ear.

"This is Mayor Swinton," she said as calmly as she could manage.

"I am aware of who I'm talking to Miss Piggy," the voice replied and Swinton started to physically shake and shudder as if it was the devil himself on the other line.

"I trust you've seen the news," the voice continued.

"Yes, I have, but-"

"Don't worry about this newcomer. I'll take care of him. You know your part of the deal and what you need to do."

"Sir, I really don't think-"

"That's right. You don't think! You called me here, so you could see your dream fulfilled. Don't forget that! Trust me when I say that this newcomer can unravel everything I've done to fulfil my side of the bargain.

"Understood, sir"

"It better be. You wouldn't want to see my bad side."

The line went dead and Swinton visibly relaxed. She placed her paw on on the intercom.

"Bellwether."

"Yes, Mayor Swinton," A feminine voice answered.

"Can you call Doug up to my office? There's a private matter I wish to discuss with him."

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Everything hurt. That was the first thought I had when I came to. I kept phasing in between semi conscious and complete unconsciousness. The time that I spent semi conscious was filled with the scent of chemicals, annoying beeping, and the feeling that I was crowded. Needless to say, I preferred being unconscious.

While I was unconscious, I was confronted by personifications of my demonic weapons, which wasn't that surprising considering I received them from devils that I gained the favor of. Efreet was a black scythe with a deep red blade aligned to fire. He appeared as a grim reaper like creature with a muzzle poking out from under his hood and red eyes gleaming under it as well. Quake was a silvery black hammer similar in shape to Mjolnir with devilish markings along the handle and head aligned to earth. He appeared as a living stone lion golem with four arms. Tempest and Malestrom, the only dual pair. Tempest is a sword aligned to lightning and electricity. Maelstrom is a sword aligned to water. Tempest is shaped like a lightning bolt but Maelstrom has a more rounded but similar appearance. They appeared as a single female feathery winged otter whose color scheme was split down the middle. One side symbolized electricity and the other represented water. Frost is a set of six icy blue throwing knives aligned to ice. She appeared as a white furred, six tailed vixen in a light blue dress. Gravira was a set of black gauntlets and boots aligned to gravity. He appeared as a seven foot tall creature dressed head to toe in Dark black armor. Tank was a pair of gauntlets that when I wore them, my strength increased exponentially. He appeared as a ten foot anthro dragon with three tails and ashen scales. Voltage was a metal chain aligned to electricity. She appeared as a black furred rabbit with yellow eyes and visible fangs in a gold dress. Gale was a chain scythe, two single-handed scythes connected by a chain, aligned to wind. He appeared as Anthro brown bat with grey eyes and wearing a silver cloak. Shade was a ebony bow that shot arrows of shadow. He appeared as a figure covered completely in black. The only two features that were showing were his eyes, which were blood red, and black dragon like wings that were spread out halfway.

"What are you doing?" Efreet asked mockingly, " Don't tell me you're giving up. Has the 'Great Rufus' finally been broken?"

"Blaming such destruction on your reiku," Quake spoke up, "I thought you were strong enough to control yourself as well as your power. I wonder what happened to shake your resolve so much."

"Oh, Oh, I know!" Tank exclaimed excitedly, "It's because he found out Orin, the man that raised him, the one that trained him, the man he views as his father is in the city right now, and he didn't even bother to say hi when you entered the city." He shrugged mockingly.

"You know it's your fault," Efreet continued, " that the demons became visible to the populace. You released enough reiku within five minutes of entering the city to affect their perception. You caused panic and mayhem, such things call more demons to the city, even now. You made a bad situation much, much worse."

I clenched my fist. I knew he wasn't wrong, far from it. Contrary to popular belief, demons and devils don't lie very often. The truth proves to be a hell of a lot more damaging. I glanced over to Shade. Whenever my Devil Weapons deem it necessary to talk to me, he never says anything. He's a mystery to me. I didn't even obtain him as I did the others. I fought the others. I didn't win by any means, far from it. They gave me a way to use their power after my resolve impressed them, but not Shade. I found his weapon form, and he just accepted me as a wielder of him. They were bickering with themselves, and it was giving me a headache.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled and was pleasantly surprised when they listened, "I know it's my fault. I should've been strong enough to control myself better than I did. But what's done, is done, and you don't have the right to question my choices! When you gave me your power, you gave me the choice to use it how I saw fit!"

"When we gave you our power," it was Gravira who spoke this time, "we were impressed by your resolve to keep fighting no matter how strong your opponent was or how many times you hit the floor. No matter how much you were beaten, you never allowed yourself to be broken. Throughout the entire time we've known you, your resolve has changed many times."

"Changed? Certainly, but has it lessened in any shape or form?" Not one dared to answer that. "I would never dare to call myself your master, but our agreement was that as long as my resolve remains this strong you will allow me to call on your strength. Now is certainly NOT the time to be having second thoughts!"

"Well spoken, Rufus," Frost said, "the question that must be answered now is a simple one. What are you going to do now?" They all nodded in agreement, all but Efreet. He turned his head and scoffed.

"My job. I was sent here to deal with the demonic incursion. That hasn't changed one bit. What has changed, though, is the fact that I have an entire city to keep safe while I do that. Which means, I need as much help as I can get. They seemed to accept that answer, because not a single one offered a retort.

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I woke with a start. I hated how violently I woke up after a conversation with them. As I sat up on the mattress, I noticed a small black and white rabbit quickly scamper out of the room.

Huh, that was weird, I thought to myself, okay, first things first, where am I? A quick glance around the room quickly answered my question. I really did hate hospitals. They reminded me of quite a few bad memories I have of the the time of my childhood before I met Orin.

I quickly realised that I wasn't wearing the clothes I arrived in, and my cloak was gone. They somehow managed to put me in one of those infernal hospital gowns, but it was slightly bigger than it should have been. Fan-fucking-tastic! I'm in a city infested with demons and I just lost everything that I could possibly have used to deal with them! And I need to get out of these ridiculous clothes. I jumped up out of the crinkly bed and landed on the ground with a soft tap.

I entered the hallway. It smelled like animals, somewhat like a farm, I guess, but without any stench. The hall was barren, but I could hear footsteps so someone was coming. Alright, Hospitals always have spare clothing somewhere. Let's see here, I thought to my myself as I started opening doors to see what laid behind them, all the while those footsteps were getting all the more closer. I finally found a room with spare clothes within it, but by the time I entered it, I could hear the voices of the ones whom the footsteps belonged to. One look around the room and it looked like I walked into a wardrobe.

I sighed out loud, "Well, this is going to take a while," I said to myself, "as long as I don't end up in a place with talking ferals while I had to remove a Tyrannic queen with magical powers, . . . . again, I should be fine."

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"Don't you think that's a bit excessive? I mean, what if you've managed to overdose him?"

The doctor's muzzle opened to say something, but before he could actually say it, there was a knock at the door. A small rabbit with white fur and black spots opened the door.

The doctor was obviously annoyed at the interruption, "Bandit! What is so important that you have to interrupt this meeting with these officers! You'd best have a good excuse this time!" the doctor crossed his arms.

"Sir, the uh patient, the human one . . ." Bandit's nose was twitching furiously. The damn thing was absolutely terrified and for once, it wasn't because of me or because I was a fox.

"Yes, what about him?" The doctor asked in a very bored tone.

"He's awake," Bandit's gaze fell to the floor.

"That's preposterous" he dismissed, "You must be mistaken."

"With all do respect, sir, I know what I saw."

"Oh?" he retorted, "Like you saw that glowing, hovering creature?

"Sir-"

"Or how you saw every TAME collar in the facility become inactive at the same time?"

His eyes shifted over to me, but I got the impression he was looking at my collar, "Sir -"

"Or how you you saw a pillar of light coming from the downtown area, not once but twice?"

Sir-"

"No! I've had enough of you and your inability to keep your fantasies out of reality! Get out of my sight!"

Bandit opened his mouth to retort and closed it several times before turning to exit. During their exchange, however, no one seemed to notice someone else entering the room. When he realized I saw him, he put one of his paw digits in front of his muzzle in a universal sign to be quiet. He had white, black, grey, and silver fur and piercing blue eyes. I recognized him immediately. Afterall, Benji showed me a picture of him earlier today. His name was Orin Mesotta. The only thing that was different was that he wasn't wearing a collar.

Instead of exiting, though, Bandit just ran straight into a wall of fur, from his perspective at least. Bandit recoiled back as if the simple act of them touching was painful.

"Who the hell are you?" the doctor asked him.

In response, however, he just kneeled down so Bandit and him were eye-level and said, "What's gotten you so frightened little one?" as he raised a paw to pet him between the ears, "Despite what you might see me as, I'm not going to hurt you. There's no need to be afraid of me, but they don't see as you do. You're special."

As soon as he said that, Bandit's eyes started tearing up. He ran up and hugged Orin, who then proceeded to wrap his arms around him.

"It's okay," he said softly, "The nightmares may be real but this time there are those that will help you fight it."

The entire occasion was really entertaining to watch. This doctor practically demanded respect, and this guy shows up and acts as if the one mammal the doctor disrespected was the most important in the world. I swear I could almost see a vein popping out of the doctor's forehead.

"I'll ask you again since you didn't seem to hear me the first time -"

"I heard you," he said standing up, " I just ignored you, because, after all, you aren't important to me in the slightest."

"How dare you? Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Why, yes, I do. You're Vlad Hoover, you graduated from the Zootropolis Medical Institute, you have seven brothers and three sisters, you were the last born, you're incredibly vain, and you have one of the worst know-it-all complexes I have ever seen. You believe you're always right, and anyone who disagrees with you immediately becomes worse than the dirt under your shoes in your eyes."

"That's not tr-"

"You've been in fifteen cities since becoming a doctor. You've been in countless lawsuits varying from disputes from slander and several murder charges. In fact, in every city nearly every mammal you've fired has mysteriously ended up deceased. Even in Zootopia, but those were during the whole nighthowler fiasco, so savage predators were blamed for those deaths, which was lucky for you. My name is Orin Mesotta, and I know everything about you."

The look on Vlad's face was one of surprise and out-right rage. The look he had in his eyes reminded me of the time Judy and I encountered Mr. Manchas, just pure savage fury. Orin looked back at him as if his anger was the most non-threatening thing he's ever seen.

Orin walked over to the window and put his paws on the window sill as he stared softly out into the city. At the same time, Vlad began to storm out of the room.

"Vlad," Orin called after him without looking away from the city.

"What?" He sneered.

"Fair warning," Orin replied, "if you're thinking of going after Rufus, it will be the last mistake you make." Vlad slammed the door in response.

"Rufus?" I asked, curious as to who he was referring to.

"That's his name," he gestured to the x-rays as he turned around to face us, "Sorry for not introducing myself, but I really don't really like that guy. The name is Orin Mesotta," he did a bow as if he was introducing himself to a lord or a king.

"Like the musician that's having a concert two days from now?" Judy asked.

"The very same," he said with a smirk.

Bogo cleared his throat, "You do realize that what you accused the doctor of were very serious accusations?"

"Yes," he replied, "That is if they were accusations. Personally, I don't care whether or not you pursue what you happened to hear," he took a breath, "when I saw what happened to Rufus, I looked into who treated him. I raised him since he was thirteen, I have a right for these kind of things. The reason I knew so much about the doctor in so little time is because he's on the List."

"The List?" Judy asked.

"It's hard to explain. The algorithm that puts names onto the list is flawed. I know because I came up with it. It works like this: It scans through various media as well as a database that includes all known knowledge of various people and when someone's name happens to be repeated multiple times on varying cases and whatnot, it attaches a number to that name. Whether the number is positive or negative depends on the context around when the name is mentioned. When a name has accumulated a value of 175, either positive or negative, It's put on the appropriate list. I don't know what media the algorithm viewed or the value any which name has, all I know is which names are on which list."

"That's -"Bogo began.

"An invasion of privacy, an illegal and immoral act on several different levels. I know, but it's not like I'm a vigilante or anything. The world is a complicated place, sometimes doing bad things for the right reason is necessary. Like I said, the system is flawed."

"What's the other list?" Judy asked with genuine curiosity in her eyes.

He smiled, "I was wondering when someone was going to catch on."

That response struck me as odd, "What do you mean?" I asked/

"There's also a list for people who might be capable of handling being recruited."

"What do you mean recruited?" Bogo asked.

He rolled up his right sleeve in response. In the middle of his arm was a brand the bore an incredible resemblance to the brand of Rufus's chest, but the wolf on Orin's brand wasn't an outline. It was an incredibly realistic image of a feral wolf howling.

"Truth be told," He spoke up, grabbing all of our attention, "I thought about recruiting you two, especially when your city is nearly to the brink." He said looking at Judy and I.

"Why us? What's happening with the city?" Judy asked, her nose twitching the entire time.

He had a look like he was thinking, You really haven't noticed? "I wanted to recruit you to because I heard that your families are descendants of certain powerful, famous individuals."

"Like who?" Bogo asked impatiently, but I had a feeling I knew which person he'd say I was descendant of. But he couldn't, that's just a fairy tale.

"I heard that the Wilde line are descendants of Robin Hood," Yep, just as I feared.

"You can't be serious," Bogo exclaimed his disbelief.

"-And," he continued as if he wasn't interrupted in the first place, "that the Hopps line are descendants of the Easter Bunny," I looked to Judy, her expression matched the way I felt. I'm guessing she was told that when she was little like I was told I was a descendant of Robin Hood when I was little, "I don't have any solid proof of the the last one."

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Solid proof? Does that mean he actually found proof that I'm. . .? Not possible!

"As for what's wrong with the city, would you like the simple answer or the descriptive one? We don't really have a lot of time either way."

It wasn't what he said, but how he said it that made the fur at the back of my neck stand on end. He sounded calm, like the calm before the storm calm. His expression practically screamed that it wasn't a laughing matter.

I spoke up since it appeared no one else would, "The descriptive one."

His eyebrows rose as if he wasn't expecting that, "Alright. You won't believe me either way. You all probably think I'm insane already. To make this easier, please don't ask questions until I finish, Okay?" We all nodded, "OK," he took a breath and rubbed the back of his neck, "Zootopia has been infested by demons. I don't know when it started, but when I arrived here three months ago, it already started. My guess is that someone decided to play with power that they didn't truly understand. However, someone decided to put a barrier around the city to prevent them from leaving. Which is good in theory, but in reality was the worst thing the could have done."

I've never felt like I just learned too much to process in my life before, but in that moment there was just so much information. It suddenly dawned on me the reason behind him chasing the doctor out of the room, because if this was true and it got out. There would be panic. I also noticed that Bandit was still in the room, but he didn't look surprised at the information. He stopped talking for a moment to wait for questions.

Judy spoke first, "What if the person who did this knew exactly what they were doing?" Orin actually looked surprised at the question. I had to admit I was too, I never expected such a pessimistic question from her.

He shook his head at the thought, "If that's true, Zootopia is in a lot more danger than I previously thought, but we need to take this one problem at a time."

Bogo asked the next question, "If I even try to attempt to believe what you say is true, why would putting up a barrier be a bad thing and why hasn't anyone seen it or these demons?"

"That would bring me to the next part of the explanation. First, why is the barrier a bad idea? It wouldn't be if they made it with a way to release all the pressure the demons are releasing into the outside of the barrier. The energy demons generate and release is harmless in small doses, but when enough gathers in an enclosed space, it causes an immense pressure that can cause distortions in the spatial and temporal fields. Along with this, demons themselves can sense this pressure and believe there's an extremely strong demon nearby. So they hide, and you know the saying 'strength in numbers'. So, they huddle together, and that combined with the demonic pressure can cause the demons to fuse together and become something stronger and quite a bit deadlier,"

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The clothes were organized so strangely. They were organized by size, but the sizes weren't numbers like I was used to. The sizes were animals. Let me explain: the first shirt I grabbed said it was size rabbit, the one was size bear, and so on. After what felt like a century, I found a size that was close to my own. Ironically it was labeled as size wolf. The shirt was black and the pants were grey. There was an odd slit in the back, which I assumed was for a tail.

I put on the clothes. They were slightly baggy. That's when the pain started. The kind of pain that tears your insides out. It started on my spine, and arced in every direction. It felt like every one of my muscles, every tissue, every cell of mine was ripping itself apart. I lost all control of my body and I dropped to the floor. It hurt so much I couldn't breathe. I felt my bones shifting underneath my skin.

That's when my vision went black and I fell into oblivion.

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