The cooper gang had just finished another heist and they were feeling pretty good about themselves. The solid gold diamond encrusted pocket watch they had stolen had gone for 3000 dollars and they were eating out at Burger King. Little did they know, they were being watched. The cat had been following them for weeks, not sure if the raccoon was the one he was searching for. However, after seeing his skills there were no doubts in his mind that the raccoon was indeed Sly Cooper. The cat owed his father a debt and after he died his son was the one he owed. The gang returned to their hideout a few hours later, a large house with more rooms underground than above is what they called their home. They sometimes got visitors like the panda king or the guru but they only stayed for a few days at a time. I sat on their couch waiting for them to enter the house, unfortunately to do this I had to get by a ton of security set up by the trio effectively crippling their defenses. The physical challenges weren't nearly as hard as the hacking I had to do but due to a massive amount of luck I had managed to get to their living room. They entered the house and due to the destruction left in my wake they immediately knew someone was in their house. Bentley started to freak out when none of the cameras could be accessed and his hacking program was destroyed as soon as he tried to get control back. After half an hour of cautious searching they found me on their couch. Murray pinned me against a wall while the other three started questioning me, "Who are you and how did you get past our security?" yelled Bentley. I waited until they were finished before talking, "My name is James and I am an associate of Conner Cooper. And the reason that I am here is because I owed him my life, but due to unforeseen circumstances the debt is yours to claim." I twisted the hippo's arm and disappeared. Erasing even my heat signature like Conner had taught me, I left a calling card that Conner gave me.
I hid in Sly's room until they finally gave up and went to bed. When he entered I stepped out of the shadows and said, "I await orders sir Cooper." He jumped back at first but slowly started walking towards me. He poked me a few times and then hit me as hard as he could with his cane, "that's for messing up all of Bentley's hard work." I laughed for several minutes before responding, "That is exactly what your father would have said Sylvester." He cringed at the name and said, "I prefer Sly if you don't mind. And how can I be sure you're telling the truth?" I kept smiling as I held my hand out gesturing for his cane. He refused at first but he eventually gave up and handed me his family heirloom. I used my claws to pop off the C on the cane and several diagrams fell out of the cane, "these are the blueprints for all of your ancestor's weapons." Sly just stared at me for several minutes before calling Bentley, Murray, and Penelope to his room. They soon arrived and Sly told them what had happened. "These blueprints are amazingly detailed; your ancestors had superb craftsmanship Sly" said Bentley as he went through the papers. I chuckled as I said, "Well thank you, I designed and made all of them." At that all of them looked at me amazed. "But that would mean that you were alive since before Slytunkhamen the second!" exclaimed Penelope. I pulled out my glasses and took off my mask to reveal my face. A scar going down my right eye was the only imperfection; otherwise someone wouldn't look twice at me. True my fur was an odd shade of copper but the most outstanding thing about me was my eyes. They were completely white, no pupil or color whatsoever. The gang just stared, nobody daring to say something that might offend me.
Meanwhile Inspector fox was hot on the tail of the Sly hologram I set up in the city, "COOPER! GET BACK HERE!" she roared as the hologram disappeared into the darkness. She spent several hours looking for Sly before giving up. As she left to write up her report she found the hologram device along with a calling card depicting a red cat. She picked the card up and screamed, "REALLY? ANOTHER ONE?" she fumed as she went back to Interpol headquarters to write the report. Little did she know she was being followed. Back at Sly's house I was being interrogated by Sly about his parents, "What were my parents like? Why didn't you help them?" I smiled at him as I answered the first question, "Well your mother was truly a delightful raccoon. She loved to help people in their time of need, she didn't learn that your father was a thief until you were born. I actually courted her once but I cared about her too much to let her age as I didn't. However I digress, onto your father. He was a simple man; I didn't care for the smarter one in his group. What was his name again? Dr. M or something, anyway your father loved thieving, it was an obsession until your mother came along. He was a brilliant thief, as I recall he was fascinated with lasers. On to your second question, the answer is something you may not want to hear. I was attending your step-brothers funeral." Sly stopped me right there, "Wait what?" I slumped down as I answered softly, "Your father had a run-in with a mind control device. The woman was obsessed with him, looking back I suppose I should've seen it coming. Well I suppose after a few millennia you judgment starts to falter. Any way your father didn't have any memory of the event so I watched over Robert as much as I could. Sadly he had a few friends that were, less than reputable. After a gang war he was mortally wounded and died the next day, his mother killed herself soon after." Sly sighed and twirled his cane a few times, "So why exactly are you here?" Sly said pathetically. I smiled as I put my hand on his shoulder and said, "Well I figured that it was high time that you get a custom cane of your own, your fathers cane is his. Your cane will be more powerful, I've already started working on the design and I have a few questions for you. Now I know you want it to be a cane but I'm going to modify it drastically. I was thinking about adding a more solid curve to it, what do you think?"