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

Search and Destroy

When the smoke had finally cleared, Sly sat up, only to find a gaping hole in the front of the blimp, Neyla having placed herself in the Clockwerk frame. It was then Sly remembered Y/n, turning only to see she wasn't even conscious. He quickly tried to shake her(him) awake, but she(he) wasn't responding. "Y/n? Hey, Y/n! Come on, Y/n, wake up! Y/n!!"

Nothing... She(He) was out.

"Damn it..." Sly cursed.

He then leaned in toward her(his)  face, his ear twitching a bit to try and detect any kind of sound. The raccoon gave a small sigh of relief when he heard shallow breaths escape her(his) lips, meaning she(he) was only unconscious. Sly then clicked his earpiece, trying to get ahold of Bentley since he was sure it cut out during the explosion.

"Sly! Sly, you there?!" The turtle panicked.

"I'm here, Bentley, but we've got a serious situation -- Mira took Clockwerk's body for herself after killing off both Neyla and Arpeggio."

"What!? Oh, this is bad, this is very, very bad!"

"We can focus on that later, because right now, Rae is unconscious."

"Are you serious!? What happened!?"

"Mira injected her with something before she took Clockwerk's body, but now Rae won't respond to anything."

"Okay, umm... Did Mira leave anything behind by chance?"

Sly scanned the area when he noticed the discarded syringe she had dropped, quickly picking it up. "She left this syringe, and it looks like there still a little left inside."

"Bring that back to the Safe House so I can analyze it, and for the love of God, do not drop Rae on your way over here..."

"I know, I know, we're thousands of feet in the air, no need to remind me..." Sly then disconnected.

The raccoon stuffed the syringe in his pouch before trying to figure out how he was gonna get Rae back to the Safe House when she was unconscious like this. He thought for a moment before digging around in her pouch, but with his luck, he found Y/n's white hair ribbon. Sly quickly strapped the (weapon) to her(his) hip before hulling her(him) onto his back, her(his) head falling to one side with her(his) arms draping over his shoulders. He then took the ribbon and wrapped it around her(his) wrists so she(he) wouldn't fall off before heading to the front of the blimp and making the leap as he activated his paraglider, heading for the Safe House. Sly often glanced back to make sure Y/n was still draped over his shoulders and hadn't fallen back to accidently choke him. When he finally made it to the rest of the blimp, however, the raccoon did a swift landing before heading for the hideout, Bentley and Murray having a worried expression upon seeing Y/n unconscious.

"Little buddy!" Murray panicked.

"Calm down, Murray." Sly said. "Y/n's fine, she's(he's) just unconscious."

"Sly, did you get that syringe?" The turtle then asked.

He nodded, reaching into his pouch as he took out the syringe and handed it to Bentley. "Alright, I'll go ahead and analyze this sample to see what Y/n was injected with. For now though, I suggest laying her down since she most likely won't come to for a little while."

Sly gave another nod before heading into Y/n's room. He removed the ribbon from around her(his) wrists before placing her(him) in the bed. After taking her (weapon), boots, and gloves, the raccoon covered her(him) with a blanket, but sat at her(his) bedside, pushing some stray bangs out of her(his) face. Y/n... I'm sorry... I couldn't stop her... Sly clenched his fist, feeling horrible that this had to have happened to Y/n, and that Neyla was the cause of all this giant, convoluted mess.