Hey-o, Sly Cooper fans, King of 2211 here! just came up with this a few days ago, two of the things I love most off all: Sly Cooper and Urban Legends. Though they're more like the legends I prefer. plus there will only be about nine chapters. Hopefully you'll be familiar with what I post. Just letting you all know, these are true stories, they happened to friends of a friend of mine.

Disclaimer: Urban Legends are something passed down via campfire and Sly Cooper is owned by Sanzaru.

Legend One: The Hookman

It was beautiful starry night in the small town of Swallow Falls, Louisiana, in the sky the stars twinkled and the moon shined in supernatural delight. On a cliff overlooking the sleepy town were a few dozen cars filled with young, teenage couples enjoying the sights and listening to oldies as some were making out. One couple in particular were a young raccoon and vixen, Sylvester Kevin Cooper (or Sly to his friends and family) and Carmelita Montoya Fox. Sly was known around town as friend to the working people as he would regularly volunteer with his friends, Bentley (the brains of the trio) and Murray (the brawn). Carmelita, on the other hand, was the daughter of the town sheriff and the school's star gymnast. Both had a huge crush on one another and it wasn't but a month ago that they started dating, then a few days following, they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Though it took a week, Sly's father allowed him to borrow his car for the weekend with only one rule: not. A. Scratch. Both raccoon and vixen were making out, when suddenly the music stopped and a newsflash came on:

We interrupted all radio stations for a very important announcement: a deranged serial killer has escaped from a maximum security prison earlier this evening. When last sighted, he was seen down Highway 64. The man can be distinguished for in the place of his right hand is a stainless-steel hook. We advise everyone outside at the moment to return home at their earliest convenience. If sight, notify the police immediately, do not try to apprehend him yourself. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programs.

Upon hearing this, everyone around got back into their respective vehicle and made a mad dash back to town, leaving only Sly and Carmelita alone.

"Sly, we should get going too." Carmelite said worriedly, fear in her lovely brown eyes. "Highway 64 isn't too far from here."

"Carm, relax, we're both black belts in Karate." Sly replied reassuringly. "Besides, we have the windows up, he won't be able to get us."

Though the vixen wanted to argue more, she had to admit that she felt safe with the raccoon around and they could defend themselves just fine, but she never had to use her skills before. Her thoughts of fear dissipated, however, when Sly put an arm around her and pulled her close, then smiled as she put an arm around his shoulders. It wasn't long after that the two resumed making out, when Carmelita happened to cast a glance at Sly's rear-view mirror in time to see something flash by . . . wait, flash by?! The vixen broke the kiss and frantically where the flash came from, obviously it wasn't from a car, it was too small.

"Did, you see that?" Carmelita asked fearfully. "That's it, Sly, I wanna go home; right now!"

"But-" Sly tried to say.

"Right now!"

Seeing that there'd be no arguing out of this, Sly grumbled then started up the car; so much for a romantic night with just the two of them. Carmelita, seeing the way her boyfriend's attitude had changed, immediately felt guilty and wanted to say something, but kept quiet as the two listened to music on their way home. As they drove out, Carmelita jumped from a scratching noise that came from her car door, though Sly looked as though he didn't hear it. It was as almost someone or some-thing was trying to get in . . .

Driving up Carmelita's driveway, Sly felt rotten about his brooding and decided to be a gentleman for his girlfriend as he got out of the car to walk her to the front door. But as soon as he reached her side, he stopped, much to Carmelita's confusion. The vixen then noticed her door was locked, smiling, she unlocked her door . . . but the raccoon didn't budge. Soon as she got a good look at him, she saw that he was as stiff as a board, he appeared to be shocked out of his white, the color in his fur faded, even his pupils became so shrunken, it appeared they vanished. Carmelita began to worry, which became worse when she saw her father, Sheriff Alex Fox drove up, obviously he'd heard the news report and be upset to see the both of them out when they were warned to be inside. Maybe him approaching was what shocked the raccoon, but that was highly doubtful . . .

"Sly, Carm, what're . . . you . . ." Alex started to say, but he himself abruptly stopped soon as he saw what the raccoon saw. "My God . . ."

Seeing both her father and boyfriend shocked in place began to scare her, so she rolled down the window and looked to see what shocked them. Soon as she glanced down, her pupils began to shrink as well. There . . . hanging from the door handle . . . was a stainless steel hook.

Next Legend: When I Saw Him, I Ran!