A Pharoah's Revenge-Chapter 1
Hi, everyone! This is my first Sly Cooper story. I had never heard of him till now. I think he is awesome. So much so I decided to do my own story of what I think happened to him after he disappeared after his battle with Le Paradox. It takes place after Sly and the Copper Gang defeat the Fiendish Five and recover the Thievious Raccoonous.
Somewhere in ancient Egypt...
Sly Cooper opened his eyes and looked around.
"Wh-What happened? Where am I?" He wondered, getting up.
Everywhere he looked there were yellow sand dunes. He was in a desert. Then he saw a giant pyramid.
"I'm definitely not in Paris anymore." He thought.
Three years later, Paris, France...present day...7 p.m.
Inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox was in her office going over a case file. Ever since Sly went missing, she along with Sly's two friends, Bentley and Murray, were searching for him. They had been doing so without any leads. Then she got a break in the case.
A new master criminal who called himself the Pharoah was commiting jewel heists and robbing banks. A lot of the strategies and techniques he used were the same ones Sly Cooper used in his many thefts.
"Could it be...?" Carmelita thought, "Has Sly really come back?"
She opened her drawer and picked up a worn, faded yellowed old photograph.
In it, Sly is standing next to a surprised Carmelita. He has his arm around her and is kissing her while she's holding a long, stemmed red rose. Carmelita found it among the remains of Le Paradox's destroyed blimp. She thought at first the crafty master thief was just playing with her emotions. Taking advantage of the fact that she had feelings for him and using that to escape from her.
But now seeing that photo showed the hardened police inspector that Sly really had loved her.
"Ringtail...I want you to come back so bad..." She bowed, hugging the photo to her heart.
...
"Are you sure about all this, Carmelita?" Murray asked her.
The inspector met the Copper Gang in Murray's van that same night. The huge pink hippo and the tiny turtle had skeptical looks on their faces.
She showed them the case file of the Pharoah.
"When we defeated the Fiendish Five, Sly got back all five pieces of the Thievious Raccoonaus." Bentley said, "So how could this Pharoah have learned all of Sly's ancestors' moves?"
"He must've copied the pages somehow." Carmelita replied.
"Of course! It's not that much of a stretch to photocopy the pages. But how? Could one of the Fiendish Five have broken out?" Bentley wondered.
The tiny wheelchair bound turtle went to his supercomputer and tapped a few keystrokes on a keyboard. The super genius hacked into the Federal Penitentiary.
"They're still there." He said.
"Normally, I would have you arrested for hacking into an unauthorized maximum security prison." Carmelita began.
"Do you want to find Sly or not?" Bentley asked her.
"I see your point. Never mind." She replied.
"So if it aint the Fiendish Five, it's gotta be Sly!" Murray cried out.
"We don't know that." Bentley said.
"Actually we might. This was left at the scene of the last heist." Carmelita said, placing something blue on the table. It resembled a raccoon's face in blue but a Pharoah's headdress on it.
"It looks like one of Sly's calling cards!" Bentley exclaimed, "But I don't remember the Pharoah's headdress. I'll have to examine it some more."
"Keep me posted with what you find. Now, I gotta head back to the station." She said.
...
In Ancient Egypt...
Sly took a papyrus scroll and homemade pen began writing. He wrote:
"It's taken me a while to get my bearings and figure out where I am. I discovered I wasn't in my own time. I found out yeah, I'm in ancient Egypt. 1350 B.C. to be exact.
Fortunately, I lucked out and met my Egyptian ancestor, Slytunkhamen Cooper I. His father, Slytunkhamen Cooper II, invented the Thievious Raccoonous as well as the Cooper Vault. From him, I learned a special technique that made me invisible. With this technique, he was able to rob several crooked Pharoahs. He also just happened to be friends with Bentley's ancestor, BenHotep, who happened to be a spiritual advisor to the Pharoah.
They showed me the time machine they had built. I was excited. I'll be able to go back home to Paris. It'll be nice to see Bentley and Murray. And Carmelita. The lovely Carmelita Fox.
Sly sighed contently. He could still picture the beautiful Interpol agent. Her long wavy blue locks blowing in the wind. Her pretty smile.
He continued writing:
Carmelita has the prettiest lips. Sweet kissable lips. I'd give anything to kiss her again.
"Once I get back home, I'm telling Carmelita how I feel about her." Sly vowed to himself, "No more turning back."