"You Sly Raccoon..." Sly Cooper x Male Reader (turn into a girl) Gay Love

Eavesdropping and Train Hacking

A week... It's been a damn week since she first came to that hellhole of a prison... Y/n had been brutally tortured that past week all for not eating the spice she(he) was supposed to consume as a part of the Contessa's hypnosis plan. She(He) had been beat, shocked, and God knows what else she's had to endure, yet she still held her ground, refusing to be broken by that wicked spider. Soon enough, Rae had to be put in her own cell away from everyone so that they could get to her easier and so the other inmates wouldn't ask questions, even though it seemed pretty obvious what was going on. It was hell... Bloody hell, and Y/n just wanted it to end. She(He) wanted to see Sly, even if for just a second... It would be enough to keep her(his) going knowing he was alive and that he was at least alright.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

Y/n's screams echoed through the halls as she(he) was being shocked into oblivion. And just when she thought she was going to get a break, the shocks start up again, but ten times worse than the last. She(He) wanted this to just be a horrible nightmare, but it wasn't... This was the cruelty of reality. But suddenly, everything stopped. Rae was panting heavily, her head leaned to the side as tears had soaked into her fur due to the excruciating pain she was forced to endure while the Contessa circled around her.

"Take this pest back to her cell." She ordered, the clasps holding Y/n to the metal table unlocking as her(his) body fell limp onto the hard floor before being dragged off.

You were tossed in your cell, the door slamming shut as you laid there on your side, panting. When she(he) finally caught her(his) breath, Y/n weakly rubbed the tears from her(his) skin before sighing, finally able to get some peace and quiet. However, that silence she(he) had been seeking didn't last very long as footsteps were heard, coming closer and closer to her(his) cell until the person came into view, Rae's eyes narrowing at who she saw just as said person crouched down to reveal none other than Neyla herself.

"Look at you, Y/n... You look so damn pathetic laying there like that, looking so helpless... Though, it looks kinda cute on you, because I know you're nothing without that ringtail."

Y/n forced herself(himself) to sit up, despite the seething pain coursing throughout her(his) body. "You can go straight to hell, Neyla..."

The leopard chuckled. "That's funny."

"What the hell do you even want...? Haven't you mocked me enough?"

"Oh, I just came by to see you suffering, that's all, because you're never getting out of here for as long as you live, Y/n."

Y/n growled lowly. "And unless you've got something important to say, go away. If not, I can always muster up just enough strength to give you an unwanted haircut. Your choice."

Neyla stood, placing a hand on her hip. "Well, it'll be fun seeing how long you last before your sanity finally withers away." She chuckled before walking off.

When Y/n was sure the leopard was gone, she(he) forced herself(himself) to stand, whimpering softly as her(his) body still burned from the relentless shocking. However, despite the burning pain, Y/n walked over to the barred window in the back of her(his) cell, lightly grasping one of the steel bars. Suddenly though, you placed a hand on your stomach, gripping it gently. She(He) hadn't eaten since she(he) got there, not wanting to fall victim to the Contessa's hypnosis. Y/n refused to eat anything she(he) knew was covered in spices, but she(he) was growing very weak; if this kept up, who knows how much longer she(he) would last... Y/n gripped the bar tightly, gritting her(his) teeth before slowly crumbling down to the floor, leaning against the wall for support. She(He) didn't want to die here, but she(he) knew she(he) didn't have the strength to get out of this place by herself(himself). All she(he) could do was wait and hope someone would arrive soon...