Sly Cooper: Family of Thieves

Chapter Two: Tide of Terror

"So, let me get this straight," Sly said, "You ran away from a convent?"

I nodded, before I told them my plight. I ran away, because I wanted to choose my own destiny other than becoming a nun. I also wanted to see the world, and have adventures.

"That's an enticing motivation." Bentley commented.

Whilst on the road, the four of us studdied Raleigh's file, and we managed to get a lot of intel about him. He was raised with all the wealth and prevelidges, but eventually, he grew bored of it. Thus, he turned to piracy on a whim, and quickly became addicted to crime.

"Quick question, are we gonna steal the pages?" I asked, "isn't stealing the same thing as piracy?"

Bentley exchanged a look, with Sly.

"You tell her, buddy."

"I only steal from other theives, Sangue." He explained, "Thieving is my buisness."

I gasped.

"Oh, so you're like Robin Hood?"

"Kinda."

I felt myself smiling, as I looked out the window. This was the excitement I've been dreaming of, and more. The view surely looked lovely this time of year. Looking up, I saw a photo of three kids running outside at night.

"Pssst, Hey uh, Murray?"

"Yeah?"

"Who are these adorable little kids, in the picture?"

Murray and Bentley explained that they were the kids, in that picture that hung above me. They were dumped somewhere called: "Happy Camper's Orphanage." The expression in my eyes grew cold.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We don't know much." Bentley replied, "It's best if we don't talk about it."

I had an understanding look, at the boys, before Sly announced we were almost at the Wales Triangle.

"If my studies on your destination is correct," I deduced," that's the place where ships mysteriously disappears."

Sly couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're in luck, Sangue, you're about to see this for yourself."

We soon arrived at our destination to a rather unpleasant weather. Bentley said, that Raleigh had some kind of rainmaking machine, so it never stops raining. So it was settled, we were off to find the missing pages, and Sir Raleigh the Frog.

"Sly, I cracked a safe once, I'm happy to help you again."

I heard Murray voice from Bentley's Binoc-u-com.

"How're you're gonna get up there?"

I chuckled.

"Pretty simple, gentlemen..."

I spread my wings and hovered to Sly's side.

"I'm a fruitbat." I said, folding my wings.

"Well then, I guess this shouldn't be hard for you." Sly replied, giving me what looks to be my first pet on the head. I watched him open the safe, as the situation of what happened started to sink in, when he was done; I watch him place a little blue plaque in the center of the safe.

"Now that's how you steal, with style." He said, proudly.

I stared at the plaque and then turned to Sly.

"I have a hunch, that the Latino girl, that we met back in Paris, has a bunch of those."

Sly soon explain that the Latino hottie from Paris, is named Carmelita Motoya Fox, and she is bound to catch him, for his thieving reputation.

"Oh, well... then what would she think of me, hanging out with you and the guys?" I asked, "She would probably think I'm your--"

"Relax, Sangue we got this in the bag," Sly interrupted.

Unfortunatley, my premonitions were proven twice as true, when we broke into the tight squeeze of Raleigh's blimp; want proof? Here you go...

"How delightful, we have a guest."

One look at me, and that hideous amphibian sneered, and snorted.

"And who pray tell is this, by your side? How foolish of you to bring an impressionable child to buisness."

I chuckled.

"Look who's talking pollywog, even if I was Sly's own, I'd won't grow up into a hideous criminal that has mucus for skin..."

I felt proud of that one (Pretty sure Sly smiled on the inside.)

"Listen Raleigh, wipe out my family and steal what's mine; you better expect company."

The battle soon began. We had to mostly dodge Raleigh's attacks since he made platforms tilt to each side, and I struggled to remain on Sly's back. Eventually, with one big whack of my wings, Raleigh was put in his place.

"Curse you, Cooper; you and that little parisite are no match for Mugshot, my villanous cohort in Utah."

We retrieved one of the pages, and emerged victorious. The pages we got was from Sly's Japanese relative: Rioichi Cooper's Ninja Spiral jump.

"Wow, I have to learn that." I said, but not before police sirens started to wail.

We managed to slip, by hiding underneath a bridge. It was satisfying to see a criminal like Raleigh get his just desserts, and to see the inspector put Raleigh behind bars. Just then, I noticed something fell from her pocket. It was a red faux leather journal, with a heart on the front cover.

Before we returned home, we pulled heists, and enjoyed ourselves in London. I planned to give this lost item back to inspector Carmelita Fox, but it will take a very long time before this could happen.

"What you got there, Sangue?" Murray asked, while we were back at the hideout.

"Just a little book that fell out of Carmelita's pocket," I said, "I'm don't think I will be able to return it to her."

"Oooor, maybe you can use it to write down everything you want." Bentley suggested, suddenly walking in.

"Bentley!" I exclaimed.

So from then on, I took this journal everywhere I went. I was going to tell the Cooper gang's story through my eyes, and this was going to be fun.