Lost Tales of The Thievius Raccoonus Chapter 1: Slytankhamen II, a sly cooper fanfic

Hey party peeps. I wanted to branch out from Total Drama so I decided to not do a crossover but a singular story on one of the greatest video game series of the last decade…SLY COOPER! Granted this is my first Sly Cooper fic so you have to go easy on me. I have played the games dozens of times, done every form of research possible, and I had this story idea about three years ago, but never got around to doing anything with it…until now…I bring, Lost Tales of the Thievius Raccoonus

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Desert sand was all around. It surrounds a small village and it is on the outskirts of the main kingdom a few miles away. We all see a small raccoon boy playing around with all sort of things that he finds such as rocks and various other items. The young boy is known as Slytankhamen II a young happy go lucky child. His father calls him in for dinner

Slytankhamen: What is for dinner father?

Father: The usual my son. Soup and bread

Slytankhamen: I am sick of soup and bread! I want some real food!

Father: You know that the pay I receive as a palace guard is minimal. We must make do with what we have.

Slytankhamen: Well then why don't you become something better than a guard? And why are you even a guard in the first place father?

Father: Well I am a guard because my father was a guard, his father was a guard, and so on and so forth all the way from the time the sun first rose in the sky. Our family has always served under the pharaoh and we will always serve the pharaoh.

Slytankhamen just grumbled as he ate his soup and bread wishing he had some of the pharaoh's food. He could just imagine that the pharaoh was eating some wonderful and succulent meat, some fresh fruit, warm bread, and a hearty broth. The pharaoh was a cruel one. He had treated all of his subject as slaves, even his guards were subjected to punishments that were meant for criminals. Nevertheless no one could do anything about it. Outside of Slytankhamen's home was the head of the guards, his father's superior named Siri Foxamhot, a serious looking fox that was very sinister looking but had a good natured look

Siri: Slytankhamen, the pharaoh requires your presence back at the palace post haste

Father: Why does the pharaoh require my presence?

Siri: It is not my job to say, just to escort you over to the palace

Father had taken a look at his son and smiled as he said to his only son

Father: Be a good boy, I will only be gone for a minute

Slytankhamen nodded and he went to his cot and began laying around and waited until his father had closed the door until he had made his way to the large tome that his father had kept. His father had personally made this leather bound collection of brand new papyrus that was said to last for centuries. His father had called it the Thievius Raccoonus. His father had told him that he was going to document his thoughts in it every day and say what his time in the guard was like. Personally Slytankhamen hated the very thought of being a guard, but he that it was his very destiny to serve under Pharaoh Bum Ghabi, a black owl that was very large and had piercing yellow eyes. Slytankhamen opened the tome to find that it was empty. He thought about how it has been a whole year since his father had made it. He sighed and took a look at the symbol that his father had said was made many generations before and it simply looked like blue raccoon.

After turning around he saw that his father had once again forgotten his pair of khopesh. These two hook-like instruments were the only weapon that his father used and he taught his son how to use them well. He quickly realized that his father could get scolded at by the pharaoh if he didn't come to him prepared, so he decided that he would sneak onto a wagon and ride to the city so he could give his father his weapons. Quickly grabbing a small sack he grabbed the khopesh, the tome, and some bread and he jumped onto a food wagon which rode right into Cairo.

After the wagon had stopped he realized he was only a short distance from the palace. He quickly managed to sneak past the royal guard and entered the main chamber where he saw a sight that shocked him. His father had looked as if he had been tortured for hours, in heavy metallic chains, and was on his knees in front of the pharaoh. The pharaoh was looking down on him as if he was a common slave and had waved his hand. The axe men that were near the pharaoh had nodded in return and then did the unthinkable. The next thing that Slytankhamen saw was the head of his father rolling on the floor.

Pharaoh: That is what will happen to anyone that is caught stealing from my personal stores. Now guards leave as I have other matters to attend to. My son Bum Min Itar, who shall inherit my throne, needs to learn all he needs so I must leave

The guards that were nest to the pharaoh then went to the entrance to the foyer where Slytankhamen was hiding out. He was wishing that he would disappear so that no one could see his pain. He wish that he could have spoke to his father before the execution. The guards then passed right in front of him without stopping in stride. Curious Slytankhamen looked at his hand only to find that it was no longer there. He quickly ran out with a trail of tears and vengeance in his heart

(Twelve Years Later)

A figure was running out of the palace carrying a large sack of gold and other gems directly from the palace vault. This figure was very slim and was carrying two golden khopesh that had belonged to the father of the figure. The palace guards were informing him to stop or they will kill him at which he had laughed aloud and the guards began throwing their spears at him all of which were missing the thief and he quickly ran into an alley. The guards thought that they had him but once they had arrived at the alley they saw that the thief had disappeared from the clutches of the guards once again. They knew that the head of the guard was going to be all over them so they had left the alley to inform their superior of what had happened. Once the guards were far enough away the thief had reappeared at the end of the alley way and was nearly laughing at the guards foolishness. He found that the coast was clear and he quickly ran to his home. Slytankhamen II had broken the tradition of his family being palace guards and became Egypt's most notorious thief. He stole from pharaohs of all lands and no trace of Slytankhamen had been left behind, not even a single strand of fur from his body.

Once he had reached his home he quickly set his treasure with the rest of it at a secret cupboard at the bottom of his house. Upon relaxing at his home he had seen the leather bound tome that his father had created before him and opened up to the first page of the book. The blank page had stared at him before he was compelled to begin writing something. After spending half a day dedicated to writing in his book he had realized something. The elderly Pharaoh Bum Ghabi was finishing his tomb on the eve of Slytankhamen's father's death. Slytankhamen then realized that it was finally his opportunity to seek revenge on what the pharaoh had done to him all those years ago. His ears had perked when he had heard a noise coming from outside. Grabbing his khopesh he ran outside only to find that someone was being mugged right outside his home. Normally he would just turn back and spend another day in silence, but he saw that the one that was being mugged was another raccoon. Only this one had very delicate features and was wearing threadbare clothing, and the mugger was a large crocodile named Waral and he was the local drunkard. With a look of lust in his eyes, Waral was attacking the poor female and by the looks of things the women could be dead or seriously injured

Woman: Please! Anyone help me!

Waral: You will please your master you slave girl!

Slytankhamen: Hey Waral! Leave the woman alone!

Waral took one look of the raccoon and laughed believing that the smaller raccoon was just a minor nuisance and can wait. That was when Slytankhamen had become invisible and snuck up behind the massive crocodile and slit the beast's throat. Once the realization of being slit in the throat he immediately let go of the female raccoon and she fainted on the ground.

She had woken up on a cot in a dimly lit house. She looked around and saw that she was under the covers of a wool blanket and next to a candle in which warm soup and some nice cold water was next to a piece of fresh bread. She realized that someone had rescued her from the grasp of the evil crocodile and had taken her inside their home. She was still frightened as she had no belief in which if she was in a better position or in a far worse position then she was. He heard a noise and saw a figure asleep in a chair and sitting in it was a handsome male raccoon that was holding two cane like objects tightly as if he was on guard for the woman.

Woman: Umm excuse me? Sir?

Slytankhamen had woken up with a start and he had fallen back only to stand up in a battle stance only to find that the noise came from the woman he rescued

Woman: (giggling) Are you ok sir?

Slytankhamen: (slightly irritated) I have been better considering I had just saved your hide three days ago

Woman: Well where are my manners. My name is Moza. And I humbly thank for rescuing me from that demon

Slytankhamen: Well I accept your thanks and am glad to aid you in your time of crisis

Moza: Well what is your name then?

Slytankhamen: It is best that you did not know who I am. I cannot risk your safety in knowing who I am.

Moza: Well what are you a thief or something?

Moza then began giggling but the Slytankhamen showed his back. On it is what had stopped Moza from laughing as on his back was a mark that he was branded with when he was caught for the first time and he was branded with the symbol of the thief.

Moza: I had no idea…

Slytankhamen: Well now you know what I do you must eat to get your energy back, but then you must leave at once

Moza: Wait! You look troubled. Would you like to talk about it?

Slytankhamen:…no

Moza had remained silent and she began eating the soup. A simple soup, but it still had helped her get the energy that she needed to leave. However she was still curious on who her savior was, so she stayed in the bed and had waited until the young male raccoon had left the house to get some more food. She immediately jumped out of bed and began exploring the house. She found that her savior lived a simple life which was not very common in thieves that she had seen get executed. She was doubting that this man was a real thief until she heard a hollow part in the floor.

Curiosity got the better of her so she had moved the carpet to reveal that there was a secret compartment. Once she opened she saw that their was a plethora of riches. These were no normal riches, but they were actual gems and gold that came from the tombs and stores of pharaohs. She knew that there had been plenty of traps in the tombs so she was wondering how in the world that this one man could do it all by himself without being seen. She then closed the trapdoor and continued to walk around until she had seen a leather bound tome. She also assumed that it was stolen and took a look to see what the value of it was. She read the first page only to reveal that it had appeared to be a diary of sorts. She had continued to read until she came upon a passage that had perplexed her.

Thievius Raccoonus: "In my despair of the loss of my father I had found a unique ability that I wish for my descendents to learn. In order to vanish from plain sight of your foes I to only imagine the worse possible memory that you can muster. Once this has been achieved then believe that you shall disappear from the world and you will vanish from all of your foes allowing you to escape with the treasures of the pharaoh"

Slytankhamen: You just couldn't leave well enough alone

Moza had turned around to find that her savior, who she know knew as Slytankhamen II, was standing right behind her and looked very stern at the fact that she was invading his privacy. He then began to do something that he did not expect. He began laughing. His laughter became hysterical and Moza looked confused

Moza: Excuse me, but why are you laughing?

Slytankhamen: I find it funny for you not to be at all disturbed that you are in the house of the greatest thief in all of Egypt. I find it hilarious that you choose not to report me to the palace guard. And I find hysterical that you would actually believe that I left the house in the first place

Moza: So you went outside the door and became invisible once you reentered the house?

Slytankhamen: You know for a peasant woman you catch on pretty quick Moza

Moza: (irritated) Are you saying that women can't be a good as a man?

Slytankhamen: I am only saying that because you didn't faint when you saw my personal treasure trove.

Moza: And what sort of thief would keep all of his treasures under the floorboards of his home? I would have thought any good thief would steal from common folk only to be captured and executed

Slytankhamen: Well there is no honor, no glory, and ultimately no fun from stealing from ordinary citizens. Once you steal from another thief, such as a pharaoh that steals his riches from the innocent citizens, then you know that you are a master thief.

Moza: Well you seem to have a serious grudge against the pharaoh for killing your father

Slytankhamen: (saddened) Yes. That man stole the only thing that made my life worth living. That was when I knew that I would take my revenge for him killing my father. And tomorrow is when my revenge will occur

Moza: Why that is at the ceremony of passing down the crown from him to his son. Bum Min Itar will rule the country with an iron fist and all hope of Egypt is going to weep at the bloodshed. Mothers will lose sons, daughters will lose husbands, fathers, and brothers. You are going to plan to kill the pharaoh and his son?

Slytankhamen: If I wanted to kill them then they would already be dead. No life should be taken to Osiris unless it is rightly so. No my plan is going to steal the crown once he rightfully passes it to his son.

Moza: And how do you propose that you would do that?

Slytankhamen: How do you propose that I can trust you?

Moza: Well I already know so much about you and I haven't left screaming of who you are and what you plan to do

Slytankhamen: That is true.

(The Next Night)

The festival was in full swing. Everyone was trying to enjoy the festivities even though they knew that the new Pharaoh Bum Min Itar was going to send the entire empire of Egypt to Osiris before they are truly destined to. Two figures in cloaks snuck inside the palace without a single soul noticing and they had seen the new pharaoh, a large and fierce looking brown owl with the same piercing yellow eyes that his father had. The same yellow eyes that had haunted the dreams of Slytankhamen ever since he was a child. Beside Min Itar was the head of security which was the one that had taken away, Siri Foxamhot, was standing with a look of distaste at the pharaoh. Slytankhamen moved forward and held Moza by her arm and lead her straight to a table that was nearest to the exit

Slytankhamen: You have acquired the boat for our hasty retreat?

Moza: Are you sure that you want to go through with it?

Slytankhamen: I have been sure for my entire life.

Moza nodded and went to her position in the crowd while Slytankhamen became invisible and went to his position. Then after a mere three minutes the mighty horns were sounded and the elderly Pharaoh Bum Ghabi had walked to the massive stage that was in the center of the festivities.

Bum Ghabi: I welcome you all to the festivities in which I name the new pharaoh. My son Min Itar will live on as the greatest pharaoh to ever live!

Bum Ghabi then takes off his headdress and is about to hand it over to Min Itar. That was when odd goings on occurred as the headdress began to float in midair

Bum Ghabi: What sorcery is this!

Slytankhamen: (appears) No sorcery my pharaoh. Just a taste of having something precious taken away from you!

He then put the headdress on his head and bolted to the door where the guards were about to attack, until a thick smoke appeared and Slytankhamen seemed to vanish without a trace. As Slytankhamen ran he saw that he was near the river mouth and he saw the boat with Moza on it and he was prepared to jump on it until he was stopped by Siri

Siri: So this is what you have become Slytankhamen?

Slytankhamen: I did not mean to hurt you. You took care of me for three years until I could do it by myself. I thank you for that eternally. This is the destiny of my family, my future depends on me escaping. But if you must take me in then do it quickly.

Siri:…well maybe I could give you a ten second head start…

Slytankhamen beamed at his old friend and ran to the boat as quickly as he could. He flipped onto the boat expertly and once he landed the boat began sailing. He knew that it wasn't over. Back at the palace the elderly pharaoh had a heart attack and died right on the palace floor. The son took one look at his father and he said these words.

Min Itar: I swear by the name of Ra I will take my revenge on the family of the ones that caused me from not inheriting Egypt! I swear that they will suffer to every member of my family, and I care not on how I will do it! These thieves will know the wrath of Min Itar…no from this day forward I shall be known as CLOCKWERK!

(Six Months Later)

Slytankhamen was out at sea one day with his now pregnant wife Moza when they spotted an uninhibited island. Being curious they landed on the shores of the island to find a large mountain. They also realized that somehow the cave was hollow enough to hold a massive amount of treasure, so they deposited the greatest of the treasures into the cave.

Slytankhamen: That is the last of the treasure my love.

Moza: So what shall we do if other people find the island?

Slytankhamen realized that his wife was right so he had managed to take four days and melt some of the gold into a giant vault which could only be opened by the pair of khopesh that he possessed. He knew that he had to leave quickly before his new enemy Clockwerk came close to finding him. He knew that the coast of Europe would be quite a ways away so he decided to leave the island and he stated to his wife

Slytankhamen: This forever shall be a safe place to all of my family. A place that will serve as a record for my future descendents. The Kaine Islands will be the name of this place.

Moza: Well we won't reach the European colonies like this, come on while the sun is up

Slytankhamen: On my way my love

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Love it? Hate it? Well tell me if it is good or bad. And if you are wondering about some of the names then I will explain them in a PM if you ask. The next one is for Sir Galleth of the Knights of the Cooper Order. Review Please. Peace.