Sly Cooper and the Gang: The Midnight Jewel

by xXAnimeHopeLoveXx

Jasmine Cooper was a simple 15 year old raccoon living in a simple orphanage. That was her life, until The Cooper Gang found her records, found out she was a Cooper. Join Jasmine and the gang as they go through the events of Sly 2, with a new team member by their side. This is a remake of my original, and is rated Teen for minor language and violence.

1. Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter 1: Prologue

A/N HEY THERE! Yes, it's muah, AnimeHopeLove. I am still alive, though I took a little break. I'm ready to redo this story though I will leave the original up until I've redone all the chapters I went through in that one! I hope you enjoy!

A creaking sound filled the air of a dark musty room as a young raccoon twisted around in her bed. Around the room there were more beds, all filled with sleeping bodies. Loud snoring filled the room, probably coming from the obese bullfrog on one bed, the mattress dipping under the weight of the frog. But this frog is not who we are focusing our story on. No, far from it. Our story is focused on the raccoon, whose grayish fur was turned a glittering silver as the moonlight coming in from a cracked window landed on her, short black hair ruffled as it covered her face. This raccoon was no ordinary raccoon. No, she was special, in ways she didn't know, and was about to find out about.

The raccoons eyes suddenly opened, showing her emerald orbs of eyes, spotted with small dots of brown, making a forestlike scene in her confusing eyes. She noticed the moonlight, and her eyes narrowed a bit at the light. She turned toward the doorway, rubbing her eyes. "Awake again..." She groaned softly, being sure not to wake the other sleeping forms as she muttered to herself.

For the past few nights, she had been having nightmares, and waking in the night, while the others were asleep. Not like she wanted to be awake, she was very annoyed by the fact that she kept waking up from dreams with shadows following her. A certain big one was always there, in the shape of a bird. But these nightly awakenings didn't help with her grades at all. Not like she cared about her grades, it just aggravated Miss Fatchbottom the director of the orphanage, when anyone got below an eighty really. She wanted the orphanage to look 'proper' and seem like it was filled with 'smart and kind children waiting for families'.

It was the total opposite.

Filled with rebellious children, bullies, the every once and a while nice child, who then was either adopted, or changed. Jasmine was no exception. She was rebellious to the core. She hated the orphanage, and dreamed of escaping, running away. But then she would realize it was impossible. That no one would want the 14 year old. They have too many memories of their past.

Or so she thought.

The raccoon shifted restlessly, before turning with her body towards the door and closing her eyes, falling yet again into sleeps gentle embrace.

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