Freaky Friday
By Alex Lyons3
(Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Sly Cooper; Bentley; Murray or Carmelita, Sucker Punch and Sony Entertainment own them. Let's see Disney owns the characters of Xanatos and Dracon which I'm semi-using for this first chapter. Only not really because here they have fur and are anthropomorphic animal things and they only show up in name. Let's see, I guess Disney owns the Eye of Oden in the form that it is here. Let see, no money is being made off of this. Yada, yada and yada.
Please, if you don't like it be civil in your critiques. I'm open to suggestions as long as it doesn't totally deviate this story from its intended route. Thank you!)
Sly Cooper, Master Thief, ran along the rooftops of Paris, France. A huge grin split his face as he heard the yelled curses of his favorite Inspector. He jumped up to the top of a lamp post and waited. Carmelita came into view and seeing the thief perched up on the lamp post she aimed and fired her gun. The electroshock went right over Sly as he ducked and caught a hold of the light fixture with his cane.
"Ms. Fox," He said roguishly, "my don't you look beautiful this evening with the moonlight reflecting off your dark as night sky hair. If only I dared to take a picture of such exquisiteness, but alas! I'm afraid that I shall not be able to do such." He clutched his chest in a dramatic show of deep hurt at the missed opportunity and then with a flick he was up on top of the building and running across it with great care.
"Cooper!" Inspector Fox snarled angrily as whatever hold on her Sly had was released and she took off after him again. She climbed up to the roof as quickly as she could and began chasing after the lone shadow that was fairly far ahead now. "I wish he could spend one day in my shoes." She growled out angrily as she took aim and shot her pistol at him again. This time with a little less confidence it'd meet it's mark than the first time this night she'd fired it since she wasn't nearly as close anymore. Huffing as Sly jumped off the building and the electro blast going straight over his head she snarled venomously yet again as she made it to the edge of the building and watched as Cooper and his gang got away again.
Sly looked into the side mirror at Carmelita's silhouette against the moon. He grinned, "You know, guys. Sometimes I wish Carmelita could see our lives from our perspective."
Bentley shook his head, "She'll never see things from our point of view. She's too black and white, Sly." He took out the necklace that Sly had stolen from one of the wealthiest private citizens in Paris. One Mister David Xanatos. He had a shady deal going down soon involving the mob boss Anthony Dracon and some sort of new drugs that were to be shipped in only after Dracon had received his partial payment, The Eye of Oden. A gem that had been cut and polished until it was the same shape and size as an eyeball and had been placed in a golden eye shaped piece. Recently, Xanatos had made a necklace out of it, probably to sweeten the deal as each link in the thick chain was solid gold.
"Wow!" Bentley said looking the necklace over carefully. "I'm glad we got this piece when we did. There's no way Dracon and his goons will be dispersing the drugs now."
"Yeah," Sly said wearily, "Me too, Bent." His expression turned stony, "We don't need that kind of crap on the streets of Paris. The poor people around here don't need their lives even more ruined by drugs."
Bentley nodded as did Murray. "We did good, Sly." Murray said to his friend as they turned into the safe house.
Sly nodded as they carried their gear and the necklace into the safe house which was a small ran down hotel just off from the old train yard.
"We'll return it to Inspector Fox's office along with those reconnaissance photos you took of Xanatos and Dracon later this evening, Sly." Bentley said matter of factly, "If all goes according to plan Paris will be down one less drug overlord and sicko rich billionaire."
"No problem, Bentley." Sly said and then yawned hugely. "Still, I wish sometimes that Carmelita could spend one day in my shoes." A bright bolt of blue light from The Eye of Oden struck the young thief in the chest sending him flying across the room to land in a heap against the wall.
"Sly!" Bentley and Murray screamed. Murray rushed over to his fallen friend while Bentley wheeled himself around the couch that stood in his way.
"Sly!" Murray was checking for a pulse, "Speak to me little buddy!" Sly lifted his eyelids briefly as if to acknowledge that he had heard Murray, but they were soon lax again and Murray looked up at Bentley. "What are we going to do?"
Bentley studied his friend carefully. "How's his pulse and other vital signs?"
"Regular." Murray said, "What do you think happened?"
Bentley thought, "I don't know." He said quietly, "Just get Sly up to bed. I'll see if I can't find out anything about The Eye." Murray nodded and bent to scoop up Sly. "By the way, do we still have any of that silk we stole from our time in Japan left?"
Murray nodded, "We should. In the closet."
Bentley nodded and went to get some. Coming back with a piece of the fine material in his hands he wrapped The Eye securely. "Hopefully, the legends are true about silk and that'll keep anything else from jumping out of that thing." He said as he rolled over to his laptop and began looking up anything he could on the rare artifact the gang now had within their possession.
Carmelita went into the chief's office cringing. Here she was again chasing down Cooper and his gang and missing them by centimeters. She closed the door firmly, not that it mattered since the chief was liable to yell loud enough for him to be heard all through the place.
"Inspector Fox," The chief said quietly trying to reign in his temper, "how is it that you keep being bested by Cooper?" He looked hard at her.
"I..." She started, but a bright blue bolt of light caught her squarely in the chest and threw her across the room. Slamming into the wall hard she slid down to the floor where she lay haphazardly on the floor.
"Inspector Fox?" Chief Barkley yelped dashing over to the fallen vixen. "Inspector Fox?" She opened her eyes briefly and then passed out.
(Just for the record, I was going to put in here that Chief Barkley had Carmelita checked and sense they found nothing wrong except a small bump they decided to put her on the couch in her office. However, I couldn't think of a decent reason as to why a bunch of police officers would leave Carmelita on a couch when it was obvious she was hurtled through the air by what appeared to be a lightening bolt. So, I just threw up my hands and cut the examination off. It bugs me that I had to do that, but if I hadn't the ending would have come across as rather lame in my opinion.)
