Slys POW:
Where am I? I slowly opened my eyes half open and tiredly looked around me. It looked like a old castle from the middle age. Its was dark, but thanks to my night vision I could see very well in the dark. I turned my head to the right, there was some tables with some equipment that could have been used on operations in hospitals. I shivered at the sight off it, they looked like they just had been used. I Shaked my head to get the thought out off my mind I looked to my left. It looked like an old laboratory, there was some machines there, they made clunky weird noises. One of the machines looked like a big computer, I tried to get a better look. It had a picture or something on the left side and some description on the other side. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't move. I glanced at myself, I was strapped down on a metal table. Panic started to rise when I saw my stomach. There where blood around my waist and stomach, and right across my stomach were a big scar, it looked like it just had been stitched up. Blood slowly sipped through the stitch. I shivered from the sight off it, I had never been so frightened in my life. My ears perked up when I heard faint voices. I turned my head in the direction and saw a big and thick looking steel door. The voices came closer and then I heard the door handle turn with a high creaking sound when the steel was turned down, my entire body shuddered and then...
Normal POW:
Six months later at the police station in Paris
"AAAAHHHH" growled a angry vixen. It had gone six moths, and no sign of the cooper gang. She plumped down in her chair growling in frustration. Six moths ago on the natural history museum in the city it was a robbery. Some one had stolen all the money there and some old, valuable statues. When she had arrived at the museum ten minutes later the thief had escaped and all that were left was the cooper card. She slammed her hand hard down on her office table and she tightened her fist. Then she sat back in the chair, frustrated and defeated. "Just wait, I'll get you Cooper, some day, I will get you", she mumbled under her breath.
Out on the dark streets some blocks away was a familiar blue car. In the car driven by a big, muscular, pink hippopotamus and in the back of the car sat a green, worried turtle. Murray and Bentley had looked for Sly in almost six months now. After the robbery on the museum, they had not seen or heard from Sly. He didn't come to the planned meeting place and after they last talked to him, it was obvious that the robbery had gone excellent, but he did never shove up. They thought he had been caught by the police, but it never shoved up on the news and they didn't find him in the police files. So they had been searching for him all over the city, but he were nowhere to be found, but they haven't given up and continued there search for the missing raccoon, friend and brother.
When the blue car rounded a corner, a shadow looked up from a edge of a roof. Looking at the car with emotionless eyes he jumped down from the roof, landed on a rope hanging between two windows. Carefully he balanced to the end off the rope, before he jumped down on a lamp post and Gently he slides down to the ground. Without making a sound the shadow ran full speed toward a certain direction, the police station.
# Hi every one, so what do you think, its my first chapter and my second fanfic:) What happened with Sly and who is the Shadow?:O Please review and tell me what you think, should I continue with this story? Please tell me!#