AN: I do not own any characters portrayed in this chapter except Yellow Fire. He is mine and mine alone. Now I sound just plain selfish -.-' but it's true.
Yellow Fire Chronicles
Book 1: The Origin of Yellow Fire
Chapter 1: The Attack
It was a normal day for everyone in the world. Everyone was happy with the way things were and everything is as it should be. It makes people think that nothing could ruin this world; however, no one was aware of what was happening in the city of Anaheim.
Ten year-old, Bruce Bivens had just finished getting ready for bed. He said goodnight to his parents and sister, and crawled into bed. Little did they know, someone was about to change Bruce's life forever.
The neighborhood was silent, though Disneyland nearby was loud during its firework spectacular, but something else woke the entire neighborhood. A large explosion had erupted inside a house killing all inside except for one.
To our dismay it was Bruce's house. Unfortunately, Bruce had no idea what had happened because of his deep sleep. He awoke thirsty but when he tried to get up he realized he was bound and gagged. He also noticed that he wasn't home anymore, but that he was on top of a building in an unfamiliar city. He then heard someone walking towards him. He couldn't tell who it was, but Bruce could hear the unknown person walking closer and closer.
"Finally, I have you," chuckled the unknown person.
It's a woman, thought Bruce. But why is she doing this?
Bruce was never going to know the answer to his question because of a large explosion shook the building. He heard the female say, "See you around kid. Oh wait your on top of a falling building." She began laughing a sinister laugh and left leaving him to his doom.
The building began to shake and crumble underneath Bruce, and finally the building gave way. As he fell, Bruce could only think of his family: his mother, father, and sister.
Everything went black yet Bruce was still breathing. He opened his eyes to see what had happened, and to his horror the building came crashing down on him.
Chapter 2: The Hospital
Bruce opened his eyes once more to find that was he in a hospital. His entire body was in pain. He managed to turn his head and look around the room and noticed a woman slumped in a chair at his side. He wanted to ask her how he got here but decided that he should not disturb her because she appeared to be asleep.
"I'm alive?" Bruce muttered to himself. "I can't believe that I'm alive."
"About time you wake up," said a voice.
Bruce looked over to where the voice came from, and it was that same woman. She was an orange furred fox that had blue ravened hair, which was tied into a long, braid, along with soft brown eyes. By the looks of it, she had to be in her mid to late twenties.
"If you're ready to tell me how this happened and who did this to you, I'll be listening," said the woman.
Bruce stared at her, feeling his heart rate increase. The woman noticed this when several doctors came running into the room and almost panicked. The doctors stopped short when a doctor outside the door yelled, "Wait! Wait! WAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIT!"
"What's wrong?" asked one of the doctors.
"You're making it worse!" yelled the doctor outside the room.
"It's nothing," said the vixen, "I guess he's scared of cops."
This was true, Bruce was scared of cops and he knew this woman was a cop because of a badge that said INTERPOL on it.
"I'm Inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox," said the woman. "And if you're ready to tell me who did this to you and why, you can tell me, okay?"
Bruce nodded and tried to relax to prevent another episode. Inspector Fox stared at Bruce with a slightly worried look on her face. I hope Jukiba knows what he's doing, she thought.
"Did you say something?" asked Bruce and noticing the startled look on her face, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Carmelita just stared at him as if he had done something abnormal. They did not speak to each other for the rest of the day.
The next morning Bruce woke up to find a breakfast at his side and a get-well card next to the plate. He read the card and saw that the inside was full of small notes and signatures from his classmates back at Roosevelt Elementary.
Once he was done reading, Bruce began to eat his breakfast. He was halfway through his breakfast when Inspector Fox came into the room, arguing with another person.
"Hey, Inspector," said Bruce, worriedly, "What's going on?"
"It's nothing," she replied, "By the way, this is Professor Jumba Jukiba. He's the one who saved your life."
"Man, I you owe one big time," said Bruce with an embarrassed grin.
"Yes, well, there's something we need to tell you," said the professor.
"Jumba, no," retorted Inspector Fox, sternly.
"What?" Bruce asked curiously. "What do you need to tell me?"
Professor Jukiba looked at Inspector Fox, "We have to tell him sometime, Inspector."
"Tell me what?" inquired Bruce becoming irritated.
A sad expression appeared on Inspector Fox's face as she explained, "Unfortunately, Bruce, your entire family is..." the inspector began; however, her voice trailed off before she could finish the sentence.
"No," Bruce said weakly.
Suddenly several doctors and police officers came running into the room. "His heart rate's increased! The readings are off the charts!" shouted one of the cops.
"Oh no! He's about to transform!" shouted the professor.
Bruce didn't know what was going on but he felt as if there was an evil inside him changing his body, trying to get out. But Bruce fought back, forcing the evil away. He did not know why but he didn't feel too good. It was as if he just puked several times.
"I don't believe it," said Professor Jukiba, "He managed to halt the transformation."
"What do you mean?" asked Bruce, bewildered and gasping for air.
Inspector Fox glanced over at Professor Jukiba and asked, "Yes; what do you mean 'halt he transformation'."
Professor Jukiba stared at Inspector Fox and muttered, "The child is filled with alien technology." He then addressed the boy, "It's the reason why you're still alive, plus it also explains the transformation that you almost went through."
Bruce stared at Professor Jukiba, confused. They've got to be joking, he thought.
"We're not joking," stated Professor Jukiba, as if he actually heard Bruce's thoughts. "You have special abilities that you can't control yet; one of them is telepathy which explains how I knew what you said a couple of seconds ago."
Bruce stared at the professor, still confused.
"You're able to speak to people using your mind and pick things up and move them around without even touching them," explained Inspector Fox. "You could probably run so fast that it could look like time is at a standstill."
"That is actually true, Inspector," said the professor, "but I suggest you don't try it yet, Bruce."
"So…you heard me think that I thought you were joking, through telepathy… I have telepathy?" asked Bruce, trying to clarify.
"Plus much, much more," said Professor Jukiba.
"I would say, 'cool' if my entire family wasn't dead," said Bruce.
All eyes were now on Bruce, expecting him to lose control again. But nothing happened. Everyone who had entered the room left except for Inspector Fox who stood there, rooted to the spot, but not from fear but out of guilt. Poor kid, she thought as she managed to walk out of the room.
Chapter 3: Car Ride
It was a four days after the attempted murder of Bruce and murder of his family, that he was released from the hospital. Things had gone well during those days. He was beginning to get a handle on his powers and still remain calm. Along the way, he had also grown closer to Inspector Fox. She was the only one to show him kindness in the hospital, so he had at least owe her that much. She was becoming a good friend to him.
But when leaving the building, he realized that he had nowhere to go. When he voiced this to Inspector Fox, she merely said, "Don't worry. You're supposed to come live with me until we can find someone who's willing to adopt you."
"But what if someone doesn't want to adopt me?" Bruce asked with a worried look on his face, as he and Inspector Fox climbed into a government vehicle.
Inspector Fox smiled, "I don't know. But I'm sure everything will work out in the end." But you could always read my mind to find out whether I'm lying or not, she thought. Unfortunately Bruce wasn't paying attention; he was now focused on whether or not he was going to be adopted sometime soon. I can't believe this is happening, thought Bruce, Why did that woman come after me?
Chapter 4: The Thief and Home
Later that night, Bruce had made himself comfortable in Inspector Fox's guest room. If only I could go back to where it all happened, thought Bruce as he stared out of the window at the city outside. I could find the woman who did this to me...
"And get your revenge?" asked a voice from behind Bruce.
Bruce, startled, turned around to find the infamous Sly Cooper standing in the doorway to the room. When asked whether or not he had heard what Bruce had thought, and why he was here, Sly answered, "Yes I did hear what you thought, and I'm trying to figure out what happened to my favorite inspector."
"How did you know what I was thinking?" Bruce asked angrily.
And what does this kid mean by "thinking"? It just sounded like he was mumbling to himself… Sly asked himself. "Just tell me where I can find her, kid," he asked irratably.
"Sorry but she's asleep and I don't think it'd be polite to wake her," Bruce said sternly. "I suggest you leave before I make you."
Sly almost broke out laughing, and would have done so but the fact was that Inspector Fox was in fact just down the hall sleeping in her own room. When he got a hold over himself he replied, "You've got to be kidding me. I mean, how old are you, ten?" He was about to laugh out loud that time when something in his pocket shouted, "Sly, you need to get out of there!"
Judging by the sound of the voice, it was a worrier who was intelligent and using what sounded like a radio to communicate. The voice continued to shout, "Sly, I've just figured out that a boy with dangerous abilities is living with Carmelita! You need to get out of there now!"
"Bruce?" called a tired Inspector Fox from down the hall, "What's going on in there?"
"It's just a thief!" Bruce yelled back, putting an extra emphasis on the last word. "Don't worry I'll take care of him!" he shouted as he heard Inspector Fox jumping out of bed.
Sly had no choice but to fight this threatening ten year-old kid. But when he swung his cane, the kid wasn't there. Leaving the window open for an escape, Sly started to run towards it, until Bruce punched him hard in the back. Sly was hit so hard that he went flying out of the window and fell one story of the six-story building when he was caught by none other than Murray, lifelong friend and muscle of his gang.
Bruce grew angrier at the fact that he was starting to fail like Inspector Fox did, as it was Inspector Fox who constantly chased the Cooper Gang around the world, trying to put them behind bars. Bruce quickly ran down stairs to chase after them. He noticed, on his way out, Inspector Fox began to chase them as well.
"What floor are they on?" she asked as they burst through the door and headed towards the stairs.
"Floor below us," Bruce answered between gasps of breath.
They entered the staircase and Inspector Fox looked over the side to see that Murray was running down the stairs with Sly in his hands. Ringtail, what the hell did you to get him so angry? thought Inspector Fox, I thought I warned him this might happen. She noticed that Bruce was several levels below her already and took off after him.
"Bentley, is the van out back?" Murray asked, speaking into a headset and heard Bentley's answer, "Good! Cause ready or not, here we come." As he said the last sentence, he went crashing through the door at the bottom of the staircase. Outside was the Cooper Gang's van with the engine running and the double back doors open.
"Hurry up!" yelled Bentley as Murray hopped into the back of the van and close the doors after quickly laying Sly on the floor.
"Gun it!" Murray shouted as he quickly checked that Sly was all right.
Just as Bentley stomped his foot on the gas, Bruce and a heaving Inspector Fox came out of the building.
"Damn, they got away again," Inspector Fox said between gasps for air. She looked over to see if Bruce was as tired as she was, but when she looked over, she only saw the building next door. You've got to be freaking kidding me, she thought. How am I supposed to catch up? She stood there gasping for air until a cop car pulled up in front of the alley.
"Inspector Fox!" yelled the officer as he got out of his car, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she responded, running to the officer's car. "Bruce went after the Cooper Gang."
The officer gave her a confused look and asked, "Who went after the Cooper Gang and how did they do it?"
Inspector Fox gave an exasperated sigh and said, "Just get in the car and I'll tell you while we're driving." As they both hopped in, an announcement went out about a high-speed pursuit heading down a nearby freeway. A description of two vehicles showed that a mystery vehicle was chasing the Cooper Gang's van. However, Inspector Fox didn't care who was involved, she just wanted to make sure that Bruce and Sly were all right. The officer quickly stepped on the gas and they were off.
"So...Inspector, about what I asked before..." the officer began.
"Bruce is a somewhat dangerous person right now," explained Inspector Fox. "I'm supposed to be his bodyguard and he seems to be trying to protect me. As for how he's chasing the Cooper Gang, I have no idea."
The officer looked slightly disturbed by this information, but nonetheless, he had no choice but to say into the microphone of the radio, "Attention all units involved in the pursuit, be advised: a very important person is some how involved."
Several voices responded, "Roger that."
Meanwhile, the chase was beginning to get out of hand. Apparently the driver of the mystery vehicle, a large bus with a golden yellow paint job, was armed and was hanging out the side of the bus shooting what appeared to be yellow lasers at the van in front of him.
Only if I could get closer, thought the driver of the bus.
Inside the van, Sly had regained consciousness and was watching one of the monitors inside. Where did he get the bus, he thought, and how are we supposed to get away from it?
There was a sudden lurch as the van came to a screeching halt. Sly slammed into one of the walls of the van and when he got back up there was a blockade of squad cars mixed with SUV'S from the FBI, and as the bus and other squad cars behind them came to a stop right behind the van. A voice magnified by a loudspeaker, declared, "Surrender Cooper Gang and bus driver, or we will use force to subdue you."
What the hell?! thought the driver, If I get arrested for attempting to help catch a notorious gang of thieves, I will personally sue the government.
Chapter 5: Yellow Fire is Born
By this time, Inspector Fox arrived on scene. Several officers were about to force the driver of the bus out, as she quickly joined in the group. But before they could act, the sound of metal being ripping apart met their ears and on top of the bus appeared Bruce. It appeared that the weapon that had been firing the lasers was in fact his arm; a ball of energy was hovering an inch away from his hand.
"Hold your fire!" shouted Inspector Fox, glad that Bruce was in fact unharmed.
Some of the officers nearby were obviously confused and when Inspector Fox reminded them of the message about a VIP individual being involved, comprehension dawned on their faces.
"Bruce, get down here," she stated, as she began climbing a set of steps that had appeared at the side of the bus.
Bruce sighed and climbed down, but stopped right on the last step when he heard, Sly, you idiot you weren't supposed to get him angry. You were supposed to come into my room so we could talk.
"What's wrong?" asked Inspector Fox, with a worried look on her face. They stared at each other when Bruce suddenly thought, What have I done?!
Unfortunately, Bruce didn't control his telepathy and Inspector Fox looked startled at what she had heard. She quickly pulled herself together and grabbed Bruce's arm. When they finally got over to the safety of the police cruisers, she whispered, "Don't tell anyone."
Suddenly a reporter walked up and asked, "What's your name, kid?" Soon other reporters appeared behind him inquiring the same thing.
Bruce thought for a moment, thinking whether or not to give away his real name to the press. After about thirty seconds he said, "Yellow Fire. You know, for the yellow energy blasts that I control."
Several minutes later, after the police pushed the press back as they took pictures, Bruce felt guilty for getting the Cooper Gang caught. He watched as a SWAT team attempted to break down the double doors with a small battering ram when a sudden idea came to mind.
Sly, Bentley, and Murray were sitting in the back of the van playing a last friendly game of cards, most likely the last one they will ever play together. The banging on the door was irritating to them but none of them dared to speak. They were about to finally give up when the banging stopped and shouting had begun.
"What in the hell...?" Sly began, but before he could finish his sentence, a very large object hit the van. As Murray helped Bentley up, Sly checked the monitor to see that the yellow bus had been used to get the SWAT team away from the van. He quickly clambered into the driver's seat, yelled, "Hold on!" and hit the gas. The bus followed suit and pulled in front of the van to act as a large battering ram to clear a path for the Cooper Gang.
Inspector Fox just stood where she was; knowing what Bruce was trying to do.
"Thank you," she said, "Yellow Fire."
The bus's horn sounded, as if in response to Carmelita's word of thanks, as police and FBI vehicles pursued the two vehicles in vain down the freeway.
AN: I've been out of the loop for so long. I'm glad to be back. I was 15 the last time I officially had this story up. Two years have passed since then. I was rereading this chapter for errors and minor changes and I got teary eyed. Yes you can call me a pussy but will I care? No. If you call me pussy then just go look in a mirror. What you'll see is an ass who's jealous of another person who isn't afraid to let it out every now and again. Trust me, you don't know me. You don't know my life. Yes I'm harsh. =D