Sly Cooper and the Thievius Raccoonus
(Yaoi Fan Fiction)
For disclaimer : I do not own Sly Cooper or any of their Characters.
The Eiffel tower was shining, it's light brightening up the night sky. It was quiet around this part of town, with one exception. A black silhouette was running across the roof tops, jumping from one to the other. It sneaked it's way past a lit up window, reaching it's destination, standing on the rooftop of the Police station.
"Sly! Come in! Sly! Do you read me?", Sly's hands clamped on his head, searching around to adjust the volume. One hand still on his head, near the adjuster, he answered, "Yeah, I read you. Loud and... very loud.". Pulling out his Binocucom, he finally got to see the turtle himself.
"Sorry, I'm a little nervous. Trying to break into police headquarters does that.", Sly saw him fidgeting around, adjusting the camera. "Get over it, Bentley. You're safe in the van. I'm the thief here – I've got to steal that file from Inspector Carmelita Fox.", and it was clear this wouldn't be as easy as it sounds, as Police sirens were always audible in the distance.
Bentley moved around in the van, starting to scan through the building, "Well, count on me to be your eyes and ears, buddy. Got their security system totally scoped.". Sly could see Bentley toy around with his laptop as he continued, "To get inside, you're gonna have to go through that air vent.", and activated a marker for Sly to see through the Binocucom.
Sly zoomed in on the vent, inspecting it for a moment. "Alright, I'm going in.", before he could stuff the Binocucom away, Murray got on the camera. "And don't forget you got me at the wheels, Sly. All you got to do is grab the file and get back to the van. We'll do the rest.", Sly slightly smiled to himself, as his hippo friend made it sound easier than it actually is.
"Just keep the engine running, Murray. I'll be down in no time.", Sly put the Binocucom in his backpack, focusing his attention on the air duct. As Sly looked for a way to get up to the vent, he started climbing the police buildings water collector. He came to an abrupt halt, spotting something at his feet, "Hey Bentley, I think I'm seeing things. Must be vertigo or something. Can you see those crazy blue lights?", he blinked a few times, making sure he isn't going crazy.
"Really? I've read about this. Master raccoon thieves are able to sense thieving opportunities which manifest themselves as unexplainable blue auras. According to my research, all you have to do is get near them and hold down the circle button, and you should perform a super sneaky master thief move.", that was a lot to understand, as Sly scratched his neck and moved closer to the blue aura.
Sure enough he got even closer, looking through his Binocucom, "Hold down the circle button near the blue auras. I'm on it.". Sly followed Bentley's instructions, and ended up with his back against the wall, as he sneakily moved along side it to another platform. He smiled at his triumph, as he kept going and jumped from a wide enough antenna to the vent.
As Sly stood in front of the shut air vent, Bentley called through the Binocucom, "Try hitting the square button to break things.". Sly looked at his cane, doing as Bentley said, as he hit it repeatedly. Now having an entrance Sly smiled to himself, as he moved in through the vent. At the end of the vent he could already hear a weird buzzing sound, coming his way. He stopped at the end, looking towards the bottom of an elevator shaft, spotting several beams crossing the room.
"Be extra careful here, Sly. Break one of those laser beams and you will set of the alarms – not to mention you'll be fried to a crisp.", enjoying the challenge, he moved down expertly, dodging the laser beams with ease. He made sure to hit the circuit box at the bottom, deactivating any further lasers ahead and opening his path onward.
With sure steps, Sly tread through the halls of the police station. "Nice job, you're in. Inspector Carmelita Fox's office is behind the red door.", Bentley watched him through the security feed, seeing him turn at the corner to find it. Going for the doorknob and turning it did nothing. He wondered if he should hit it, but was stopped by Bentley, "That door must be super reinforced, Sly. Maybe there's a way to get around it."
Sly looked around, spotting the open window next to him. With light steps he went on the balcony, seeing an open window which would give him access to the office. Once again seeing the blue aura, he got up to the wall and sneaked across. He kept his head on the goal, feeling the stone beneath his feet crumble, some even breaking off. But thankfully he reached the end, having made it into the office.
Sly looked upon Miss Carmelita Fox's work, one could say she had an obsession with his case. Several posters of him strewn across her room. He simply smiled at himself, thinking of it in a way, that she adores him. He moved in closer to a big vault, standing near a wooden table. "Way to go, Sly. This is where Inspector Carmelita Fox stashed all her important files. I hacked into the police security mainframe and discovered this vault's combo. Try dialing in 9-3-7.", sure enough, the vault made a clicking noise, as Sly jumped and hit the valve to gain access.
It opened before him, as he got to see inside the safe, spotting his file. He quickly grabbed it, inspecting it a little closer. "Nice job – you got it! If you come down through the fire escape and head through the parking lot, we'll be waiting in the getaway van.", stuffing the file into his backpack, he left Miss Carmelita Fox a little present in her safe in form of a raccoon head. Sly stuck his head through the fire escapes window. After spotting no witnesses, he jumped out, moving closer to the edge.
"Criminal!", Sly heard a distant shout, making him look around again. He saw Inspector Fox jumping across the rooftop, coming closer with a furious expression. "You foolish raccoon! I've caught you red-handed!", Sly's lips formed a bright smile, inspecting Miss Fox closer. "Ahh... Carmelita... I haven't seen you since I gave you the slip in Bombay.", Inspector Fox came closer, jumping onto a neon sign close to the fire escape.
"Which reminds me – you need to return the Fire Stone of India to its rightful owners.", Carmelita checked her shock pistol, eyeing the raccoon closely. "Aw, and I was going to give it to you as a little token of my – hey, you know that bazooka really brings out the color of your eyes. Very fetching!", Sly moved closer with a big smile covering his lips.
"You think? This pistol packs a paralyzing punch. You ought to try it. Might snap you out of your crime spree.", Sly chuckled to himself, crossing his arms. "And give up our little rendezvous?", Sly knew time was of the essence, Miss Fox wasn't going to stay this calm forever. "Plenty of time for that once you are safely behind bars.", and sure enough, she took aim of him, ready to shoot.
"Love to stick around and chat, but I just dropped by to pick up this case file. I think you've had it long enough.", as soon as he was done talking, he could already hear the buzzing sound. Carmelita's pistol really packed a punch just like she said, as the whole fire escape shook at the impact. Sly tried his best to steady himself, running along the steps to descend to the parking lot. The getaway van was right there!
Well... behind all the police cars parked here. Sly made his way through, evading the shots the Inspector fired at him. Police car after police car next to him went up in flames, as he rushed right past them towards the van. Almost there... and finally Sly reached the van, jumping into the open set of door, shutting them behind him. As they drove off he could slightly make out a shout, "You can't escape me raccoon!". Well, he kind of did. Again.
-[Sly's History]-
"Once again my gang and I had given Inspector Carmelita Fox the slip. I was surprised to see how well she took it. Finally the secret police file I had been searching for all these years. With this I could avenge my family and regain possession of our most valued treasure.
It all began when I was just a kid, bouncing on my father's knee. You see, I come from a long line of master thieves, who kept all their secrets of sneaking and stealing in an ancient book. The Thievius Raccoonus. Anyone who read it learned to be especially sneaky, which is why we specialize in stealing from criminals. After all there is no honor, no challenge, no fun stealing from ordinary people. You rip of a master criminal and you know... you're a master thief.
Well on the night I was supposed to inherit the book five visitors came unannounced to our door. My father fought to protect us, but the gang of villains known as the fiendish five overpowered him and ransacked our house until they found, the Thievius Raccoonus. Our family's manual of thieving greatness fell into their filthy hands.
They tore the book into five pieces and split it up, each villain disappearing to the farthest corners of the world to commit dastardly crimes.
Broke and alone I was dumped at the town orphanage. There I met three guys who became my life long buddies and trusted crew. Bentley, techno genius and strategist supreme. Murray, part-time driver and full-time burden. And lastly... well, you'll see him soon enough.
Together we pledged to track down the fiendish five, avenge my father and steal back the Thievius Raccoonus. I knew I was about to face the toughest test of my life. On this mission I would either become a master thief like my ancestors before me or fail and allow my family name to bite the dust."
-[Present]-
Murray parked the van in the garage, while Bentley and Sly already went into their hideout. The turtle sat down at his desk, working on his computer. Getting a little bit of rest, Sly also sat down nearby. "That was a nice piece of work back there at police headquarters, Sly.", the raccoon smiled, leaning back into his chair.
"Inspector Fox's appearance was definitely not part of the plan, but I'm glad it worked out.", Sly moved closer to Bentley, standing beside him to see what he was working on. "Any clues to where he might be?", Sly saw Bentley work his magic, as the screen showed some explicit photos. Sly inspected them, smiling at the chance to finally see him again.
"I don't want to trash on the findings, but these are old photos, Sly. Meaning they might have already relocated him.", Sly moved back, scratching his neck. "And you are suggesting that we...?", Sly looked at the turtle inquiringly. "We have no clue, as to what their intentions are, what they have planned for him. All we know is they are highly ranked in the military. Such an organization means serious business, Sly. We can't just storm in and...", Sly was rubbing over his head, adjusting his hat. The turtle looked at him in a serious manner.
"Oh sorry, did you say something?", Bentley could only do as much as shake his head, questioning the recklessness in Sly's thinking. "Bentley I understand your concern, but they took our friend, and I'm sure as hell not going to give him up.", Bentley could see the gleam coming through Sly's eyes, practically burning with fury. Bentley nodded, as he started fidgeting with his computer again. Sly walked towards the center of the room, as he turned, "It's time to get our friend back!"
-[During the heist of Pachyderma Tuskinanny's Diva Diamond]-
The guys grew anxious, Sly taking longer than usual. Bentley tried contacting him via the Binocucom, but there was nothing. The three of them looked at each other concerned. "Maybe one of us should go and check?", the raccoon in the back suggested, slightly pulling on his own collar. All of them clearly not the fighting type, put their hands together. Rock. Paper. Scissors!
Why did he agree to this? The raccoon opened the doors of the van, ever so softly and silently. Taking one last look back at his pals, he jumped down, his feet hitting the ground and closed the doors behind himself. Slowly stumbling to the closest alley way, he stuck his head out around the corner, checking for potential danger. After seeing nothing, he slowly tread down the alley, getting closer to the opera house.
Nothing so far, maybe everything would be alright, and he did this for nothing? He cheered up at the thought. But it was instantly smashed, seeing Sly run towards him with a bunch of security on his back. Shrieking the raccoon was frozen by fear, only waking up, as Sly grasped his hand and pulled him to the van. Now that was a shock for a life-time, as they jumped in the van he had to get some deep breaths before regaining himself.
Murray was maneuvering them safely through the streets, escaping from the scene. Sly inspected the raccoon in front of him. He has certainly grown since they first met ages ago in the orphanage, but he had yet to face his demons, making him quite vulnerable and scared. The raccoon hid behind his knees, seeing Sly's eyes travel over him, a warm smile appearing on Sly's lips.
Sly looked over his features, his overall normal thin frame. His dirty blonde fur covering the body parts, which were not covered by clothing. Noticing his green eyes, when he caught him glancing towards him. When he stood straight he was about Sly's height, somewhat broad shoulders, which he always tucked in. His soft ears, ending in slight black fur which were always covered by his hoodie. Sly smiled to himself, inspecting the raccoon, "Are you still scared, Mercury?".
Mercury's eyes trailed over to him, glancing into Sly's for a moment. "That was my first time outside the van since we started this. I'm just a bit nervous...", Mercury trailed off, gulping down. Sly was about to poke him some more, as they came to an abrupt stop. Sly and Mercury went to the space between Bentley and Murray, looking for what made them stop.
There were a dozen of vehicles blocking the road, making sure they were blocked in. They even blocked nearby alleys, so there was no getting away. They seemed to be armed and at high alert. "Step out of the vehicle, you are surrounded!", unsure of what to do the gang looked at each other. "Should we hit the pedals?", Murray seemed anxious, trying to keep the steering wheel steady.
"I don't think so, Murray, they are right. We are caged in. And this doesn't look like your everyday police force. These guys mean business!", Bentley looked around, clearly scared as what would be done to them. "Tsk. Damnit!", Sly cursed, as they left the vehicle, stepping in front of it. Some guards came closer, inspecting them for weapons, before a bigger and stronger man walked towards them. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a wolf.
"Get everything ready, this will only take a moment. No need to make it any bigger of a show than it already is.", clearly he was in charge of these guys, as he walked closer to the gang, a mean look on his face. "Cooperate with me and this is done in no time...", the gang merely able to look at the armed men behind him as he spoke, "We are here for Mercury. Mercury Avion?", all of the gang's eyes shot open wide. The wolf picked up on this, reading on through the papers at hand.
"So it is one of you. Yet, we only know he is a raccoon. There were no other traces left, someone did a great job covering for him.", Mercury's eyes were locked with the wolf's, gulping down hard. "What do you want from Mercury?", Sly threw the wolf a fearsome gaze himself, stepping a little closer to his friend.
"Now that is something only the general can tell him. I'm merely here for pick-up. Now, who of you two is it?", the wolf exhaled heavily, his gaze going from Sly to Mercury and back to Sly. Bentley realized he was right, as he mouthed the word 'general'. These guys really weren't with the police force. Mercury wanted to speak up, he felt his voice failing, as it was replaced by squeaking. "I am Mercury.", Mercury's eyes darted around, going over his friends, as Sly took a step forward.
Mercury shook his head in disbelief, why would Sly do this. The wolf man grabbed Sly by the shoulder, leading him away. "You can leave the rest for the cops, bunch of thieves.", the wolf man pointed behind him, as the gang saw the armed men come closer. Mercury retreated slightly, feeling the pressure rise. Sly looked back at them, his mouth agape.
Mercury closed his eyes, hoping this was just a dream, that they were not just taking the last of his friends. The last of his family. For one moment, everything seemed so clear, so natural. Mercury felt calm, as the trembling in his body stopped. That's right, his family. His eyes lit up with fury, as he threw his arms back and got ready to run. The guards seemingly thought they could handle him, holding up their arms to keep him from passing by. There was no stopping him.
"Sly!", his raccoon friend looked back at Mercury, as he was faster than the eye could see. The wolf was also looking back, only to see something something flying at him, pushing him away from Sly. Mercury stopped himself, standing next to Sly. The wolf caught himself, looking back at the pair of raccoons. The armed guards pointed their guns at the two of them, Mercury and Sly scowled at them. Mercury stepped in front of Sly, meaning to protect him.
"Stop, that's the one. Take him and go.", the wolf steadied himself, staring at Mercury. "Please, there has to be a peaceful way to do this.", Mercury's eyes gazed towards the wolf, pleading to listen to him. He turned, gesturing his guards to lower the guns already. Mercury felt slightly relieved, not staring down the barrel of a gun. "I'll come quietly, but you will let my friends go.", the wolf looked at him somewhat questioningly.
"You're here for me anyways, right? So I'm asking you, since they don't have anything to do with this, to let them go.", Mercury kept his posture, clear and determined eyes looking at the wolf. "What makes you think you have any say in what we choose to do?", the wolf closed in on him threateningly. "Well you obviously need me for something, right? If you don't do as I say, I would rather refuse and die defending them.", Sly looked back the the guys in the back, both shaking from fear of the guards surrounding them.
"Die for a bunch of thieves?", the wolf looked at him with a puzzled expression, crossing his arms. "Not simply a bunch of thieves, they are family.", the eyes of the raccoon and wolf seemingly threw lighting bolts towards each other, the tension clearly rising. After a moment he sighed, gesturing his guards to pack up. "We are here for you and only you anyways.", the wolf opened the door to his Humvee, waiting for Mercury.
As Mercury started walking, he felt Sly's hand grasp his. He turned to look into his eyes, clearly seeing disbelief and sadness overcoming him. Mercury pressed it tightly, but soon freed himself of his hand. He went over, stepping next to the wolf, looking him into the eyes. With one last look back, he got into the Humvee, the door promptly shut behind him, and they drove off. The gang was left on the streets, the other heavily armored and weaponized vehicles driving off, leaving them in dust.
Bentley and Murray regained themselves enough, as they slowly walked over to Sly. He was slumped down there on the road, looking at his hand, still feeling the pressure on it from Mercury's grip. Murray grasped his shoulder, as Sly's eyes trailed from his hand to the turtle and hippo and lastly after Mercury. Everybody was left with the question of what just happened. Sly looked down the road, a tear trailing down the side of his face, "Mercury?".
End of Chapter one.
(Like I mentioned in the summary, this Fanfic is parted into two sections. One is the official story line, and the other the story behind the scenes. The story behind the scenes is about Mercury and his missions in the military. I am marking those chapters with 'Back-story', so you can skip to the main thing, if you feel like it.
Some may notice a slight change in Mercury's looks and powers. Yet, his powers were ever only meant to be part of Sly's stories, so normally he doesn't have them. This way he fits a bit better, to what I had in mind for him anyway. Besides now you will get a clearer back-story, as to what happened and how he got his 'powers' and how he found his way into the gang.)