Hello beautiful people of the internet! So as promised, new year=new story! This time, we head to Paris, France(Yes, that is where Sly and co live) and see what Duncan will get up to with them as his family. Oh, and before I begin, I have been getting a lot of questions asking the same question. Because they are going to a world where there are no humans(or in one case, humans are extinct), will Duncan, Dawn, Sammy/Samey, and Owen stay humans or change. To answer that, they all will stay human(mostly human in one case). Anyways, let's begin.
A sixteen year old Sly Cooper jumped from building to building. He, along his friends Bentley and Murray had finally been allow to leave the orphanage they had spent most of their lives in. As soon as they got out, Sly began his family's trade, thievery, which had be cataloged in a book known as the The Thievius Raccoonus. Or at least it should be, the pages had been stolen by the same people who were the reason Sly was in the orphanage, as they also murdered this parents. With a grunt, Sly forced that memory out of his mind. He was looking for a lead to the those people along with trying to remember what his father had taught him about being a thief.
"You've been really quiet, Sly," Bentley pointed out over the comlink, snapping Sly out of his thoughts.
"Huh, oh I'm fine, Bentley," Sly replied. "Just trying to remember what my dad taught me about thieving,"
"Well, well, well, looky what we have here!" A thug said from a nearby ally. Sly, curious, leaned down from the rooftops to see what was going on.
And he did not like what he was seeing.
Around five thugs had cornered a little boy in the ally, and judging by their expressions and the boy's fear, whatever they wanted with him was not pretty. Acting on instinct, Sly leaped into the ally. Admittedly, that wasn't his greatest move, but thanks to the element of surprise, he was able to catch the much bigger thugs off guard. With in five minutes, all of the thugs were on the ground, unconscious. Sly was panting as he turned to face the boy he had just saved. He was around five at most with nothing but a black shirt and black pants, not even shoes. His hair matched his clothes and his eyes were a bright blue. He slowly walked over to Sly before wrapping his arms around him.
"Thank you," The boy said in a quiet voice. Sly smiled as he picked the boy up. He moved them up to the roof.
"What were you doing out here?" Sly asked him. The boy started to tear up.
"I don't know! I just saw those guys in front of me! I don't even think I know my parents!" He panicked. Sly quickly knelt gave the boy a hug, calming him down a little.
"Shhhh. It's gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay," Sly assured him before standing up again. The boy let go, but stayed close to Sly.
"Can I go with you?" The boy asked. This took Sly aback a little. It was clear this little boy was an orphan, much like Sly. Sly remembered what that life was like. No family, getting picked on, crying yourself to sleep.
"Sure thing," Sly replied. This earned him another hug.
"My name is Duncan!" The boy replied. Sly just realized he never learned the boy's name.
"Okay then, Duncan, let's get back to-" Sly began to say, only for an electric blast to hit the roof they were standing on. Duncan raced back behind Sly, who noticed the shooter.
"Sly Cooper! Thought I would catch you around here!" Carmelita Fox, a new Interpol officer and fellow orphan. Back in their orphanage days, Carmelita was the "cop" to Sly's "robber", always trying to get him, along with Bentley and Murray, in trouble for stealing the cookies. She never succeeded. Normally, Sly wouldn't mind a chase, but with Duncan already pretty spooked, Sly knew he had to defuse the situation.
"Look, Carmelita, I'm going back to my hideout. I had plans for the night, but I scrapped them," Sly explained. Carmelita lowered the shock pistol, but kept on her guard.
"And why should I believe you?" She demanded, only for Duncan to start whimpering. Sly moved a little, allowing Carmelita to see just who she had freaked out. Carmelita was well known for being able to ignore her emotions, it was the reason that she was the youngest Interpol officer at only seventeen, but one look at the whimpering 5 year old, along with the thugs in the ally, caused Carmelita to drop the pistol, tears in her eyes.
"I was going to bring him back to the hideout," Sly told her. Carmelita nodded.
"I'm coming," Carmelita ordered. "To make sure you don't do anything bad to him!" Sly nodded as he picked Duncan up. Sly knew the real reason was because she felt bad for scaring Duncan.
"Fine, but you can't tell anyone the location," Sly said as he started the path back.
"HIGHER!" Duncan laughed as he hung off Murray's arm. After they were filled in, Bentley and Murray were more then happy to take Duncan in. Duncan himself seemed to like Bentley and Murray quite a bit. As for Carmelita, both were a little nervous, but Sly said the only way he agreed to let her come. Duncan also seemed to have warmed up to Carmelita, but he seemed to prefer hanging off Murray at the moment, giving Carmelita the chance to talk to Sly and Bentley. Because they all had one question.
"He seems to be some type of sapien," Bentley explained. "Just a more….evolved version,"
"That still doesn't explain why he is here and why he literary no memory of anything!" Carmelita pointed out.
"Still, he seems to like it here and if all those thugs were after him for something, chances are someone is interested in him," Sly noted. As Carmelita and Bentley started to think about who could be looking for a five year old, they got a bit of a shock.
"Mom! Dad! Uncle Bentley! Watch this!" Duncan called out. As the three turned to face him and Murray, Duncan grinned. "You ready, Uncle Murray?"
"Let's do it!" Murray cheered. Duncan began to swing back and forth, before suddenly flipping himself onto Murray's arm, making it so he was standing on it.
"Ta dah!" Duncan said as he hopped of his uncle's arm before bowing, causing Sly, Carmelita, Bentley and Murray to start clapping.
A half a hour later, Duncan had worn himself down and was now passed out on the couch, a blanket draped over him and using Sly's lap as a pillow.
"Okay, so it's clear he already views us as his parents," Sly began.
"And uncles!" Murray pointed out.
"And uncles, and I see no reason not to take him in," Sly continued. "But the big problem is that someone may want him for something. Keep in mind that he is possibly the only type of that creature on the planet."
"I can't believe I'm about to say this," Carmelita groaned. The boys turned to face her. "Raise him as a thief. He will be safe if he stays with you three. After all, if I couldn't catch you, I doubt anyone else could,"
"Um, okay?" Sly replied, still a little shocked.
"I, however, want to spend some time with him as well. As his mother, I feel I deserve some time with my son," Carmelita offered with a smile.
"You already let this mother go to your head, haven't you?" Sly asked. Carmelita rolled her eyes.
"Well, Murray already let Duncan call him an uncle and you seem to have let being a dad go to your head," Carmelita pointed out as she stood up to leave making sure she had all of her belongings. Before she fully closed the door, she took one last look at Duncan, who had wrapped his arms around Sly and was now smiling. Sly was smiling as well as he shut his eyes, falling asleep as well.
And Duncan gets a much less warm welcome then Gwen. At least he gets an awesome father, mother, and uncles out of it! So why Duncan and Sly?(I know I did this at the end of Gwen's shut up) Believe it or not, this was the story that inspired this series because Duncan fit with Sly so much. Duncan in TD canon is more of a thug, but he still a criminal so I thought it would be interesting to see him become a calm, suave master thief like his father. Anyways, see you all next time, FireFlamerx9z, out!