Author's Note: This story is a continuation of my only two chapter filled stories.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Sly Cooper characters; they belong to Sucker Punch Productions.
Claimer: I own all of my original characters.
Like I mentioned above, this is a continuation of How They Met and It's Complicated. Ramona finally attempts to take over her enemy, but when things go wrong, will she succeed or end up like her father? I'm hoping I can get this story past 11 chapters and make the chapters longer. And I know this is short, but the rest will hopefully be longer. I also review when I can and/or when I get a decent amount of reviews for the story. Please read and review and let me know what you think along with suggestions.
A Way to End it All
Chapter 1: It's Come to the End, My Dear
I was so full of excitement and fear I thought I would burst. Finally, after years and years and countless hours of hard work, I had finally collected everything I needed to remove my enemy. I was currently working my way down to the basement of Cortex's base. There, I would be able to put all the crystals, gems, relics and everything else I had collected into use. Each item was securely placed inside my satchel and I could access them easily. Somewhere in the basement, there was a main power generator that I would need to gain access to. I had planned this out completely with Charlotte and Sitka, and in order for the machine to blow and make everything that Cortex own crumble, I would have to place all one-hundred and sixty-one items in the generator in a specific way. After the generator was rendered useless, I'd have to work my way up to the top of Cortex's base, which was unfortunately a castle, so I could confront the coward myself. The grown man hid behind machines and cronies to get his work done and it was time to end it all.
I eventually reached the door to the basement after working my way down a few flights of stairs. The door was large and metal and had a rather simple lock on the door. The downside to this basement was that it wasn't only one room. It was a series of rooms connected together. I'd have to find the room with the generator and get to work. I cracked the lock with ease and strolled in with caution. The first room was completely empty and another door rested on the other side of the room. As I walked, I surveyed my surroundings. The room was gray and cold and my footsteps gave off a quiet echo in the empty area. The walls were bolted and welded together and I noticed drainage pipes near the ceiling. In the center of the ceiling, there was a grate at the top that led to another room inside the castle. It was a dimly lit room and was as depressing as a graveyard. I had left the door I had entered through cracked slightly so I could get out incase something went wrong.
Like the first door, the one on the opposite side of the room would be rather simple to crack. I placed my lock picking tool inside the crack and started shimming it up and down and waited for the lock to crack open. My heart almost exploded when the door behind me slammed shut and bars locked it in place. The same happened tot eh door I was standing at. I assumed I had hit a trip wire on the lock and I had set off an alarm. The sound of rushing water filled my ears and I looked to the drain pipes. Water flowed out viciously and onto the floor. I was completely sealed inside the room now turned swimming pool and had no way to get out. I rushed to the first door and attempted to find a way to life the bars and open the door. Water surrounded the base of my shoes and the room was filling quickly and I knew I was low on time. There was no lock on the bars and no base. They came out of the wall and over the doors. The intercom squeaked on and the venomous voice of my enemy filled the room.
"Did you really think it would be that easy to infiltrate my fortress? You and your siblings could never be smart enough to get past my security systems. Your just like your father, stupid and simple-minded." He laughed over the intercom.
"Don't you dare say a word against my father! I will take you down!" a pang of anger soared through my veins and I was fully remember why I hated that man. By now, the water had risen to my knees and was still flowing in.
"Headstrong just like him too. And just like your dear daddy, you'll meet the same stick end. Water will continue to flow into this room until I no longer have a raccoon running around and causing me trouble. So I have to say, it's come to an end, my dear." The intercom shut off and water still flowed like a waterfall. I was now up to my waist in water and I had gotten nowhere in getting the doors open. I changed tactics and started climbing the walls. I would attempt to pry the ceiling grate open and escape through there. Thankfully I didn't have to climb so far but that also meant I didn't have much time. I climbed across the ceiling and my paws grasped the bars and I let my body go straight down. I pulled on the bars and nothing happened. I looked for a latch of some sort to open it, any kind of way to pry it open. The water started to touch the tips of my now exposed feet and I was almost out of time. I slipped my arm though and felt around on the outside for a lever or lock and my heart sank when I didn't feel one. I swung to the other side of the bars and searched. I realized the water was flowing in faster and I was now up to my chest in cold water.
I was running out of ideas as the water touched the base of my neck. I tilted my head upwards so I could give myself more time. Then it hit me, the water would have to drain out of here somehow and there should be a floor drain. My snout slipped through the bars as the water slipped past my cheeks. I took one last lungful of air before the water slipped over my nose and I released the bars. I swam to the bottom of the room and searched around for a drain. My eyes locked onto one on the other side of the room and I was as had as I could. I always loved the water and could hold my breath for a lengthily amount of time but I couldn't piddle around. I tried to shift it open but it was extremely hard for two reasons. One, I was completely submersed in water and couldn't turn things easily and two, it was locked. It was complex and would need a special key in order for it to open.
My lungs burned and I was running out of air. I couldn't go back to the grate for more air. Water was still flowing and the top would be overflowed. My shout wasn't that long and it would be a worthless attempt. I lungs were on fire and I was starting to see black spots in my vision. I couldn't believe that I was so close to realizing my goal only have be beaten by water. I was lightheaded and disoriented. I didn't know up from down and I was seeing more black spots. I couldn't help but think of everything I had been through to get to this stage and everything was flashing by inside my brain. I though of everything as I released my breath and the black spots became a blob and took over both my vision and thinking powers. I felt myself hit the ground gently as I slipped out of reality and into my own thoughts.
