A Cooper's Tale:

The Introduction

"He's been here, alright..." the commander looked around the neat office of his top officer and trusted friend, Carmelita Fox, shaking his head. "I can't believe he would stoop so low as to actually enter her OFFICE."

The young commander turned towards the opened vault, which once had important files stashed away in it; files containing information on the five worst criminals in the world. Now the vault was nearly empty. The only object that remained really had no business being there.

A blue raccoon cap, the insignia of the infamous Sly Cooper himself.

The sound of a tire screech sounded in the silence of night in the heart of Paris, France. As the getaway van veered around the corner, Carmelita shouted behind it. "Vous maudire! You can't run forever, raccoon!"

Sly sat back in his seat and laughed. "What a thrill!" he exclaimed.

"Nearly gave me a heart attack…!" Bently, his intelligent and neurotic friend sighed. "She gets faster and stronger every time we encounter her, Sly…"

"Yah!" Murray, Sly's strong and loyal (yet clumsy) pal agreed as he navigated their van through the alleyways. "She nearly caught up with the van this time!"

Sly smiled and sat up again, holding the set of precious police files in his hands. "All that matters right now is that we finally got our hands on these documents. Now we have our lead at last, after all of these years." He stood carefully. "I'm heading into the back to study them."

"Go ahead. We're almost out of town."

Sly nodded and retired to the back portion of the large van, closing the curtain behind him. Once concealed, he removed his cap and removed the pin that held up his hair, revealing it's length to the open air. Then he removed his mask to uncover bright beautiful eyes.

"Now that I'm growing up…" he wondered to himself, allowing his tone to raise to its natural feminine tone, "How much longer can I keep this disguise up…" SHE sighed and looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Well, I'd better get ready for phase two."

"It's time for a 'bonne soiree'…"