So, let me explain this story before it gets confusing. This story is a Sly Cooper and Teen Titans kind of mash up. NOT a crossover, the Titans characters and most likely other DC and maybe, if I have to, Marvel characters will be their equivalent to a Sly Cooper character. For example, Cyborg would be Murray because of their size and there intellect of automobiles. The downside to that though is that Murray, for someone who has never played the game, is not the smartest guy in The Cooper Gang and I know that Cyborg is a very smart person. Cyborg's brain would be perfect for Bentley but the problem for that though is that Bentley is one of the smallest characters in the Sly Cooper games but also one of the smartest. And there's no way in hell that Gizmo is going in Bentley's place so don't even think about that and I really want Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Robin to stay together during this first story because in the first Sly Cooper game 'The Thievius Raccoonus' it's just Sly, Bentley, and Murray and from time to time Carmelita (the cop chasing after Sly throughout all the games) would show up.
Really to sum up that whole thing is if you have any advice for which DC or, if needed, Marvel characters for their Sly Cooper equivalent it would be greatly appreciated.
One more thing, I'm going to try to follow the Sly Cooper storylines which includes missions, cutscenes, and dialog but also keeping up with my own thing and also having both Sly's and Beast Boy's origins kind of put together. So, again any kind of advice would be appreciated and I'll make sure to give you credit for it. Now, I know people are going to tell me that I'm just coping down the Sly Cooper story lines and I'm not gonna be a bitch about it I kinda am. But, hear me out. Teen Titans and Sly Cooper, two childhood passions put together? That is pure awesomeness. So, please let's just enjoy this story together and IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THAN YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT.
I don't own Teen Titans or Sly Cooper and if I did there would be a season six and Sly 4 would have been made by Sucker Punch.
Garfield Logan and the Thievius Loganius
(Sly Cooper and the Thievius Raccoonus)
The night was cool and the moon was full in Paris, France. But, it was also quiet save for the occasional kick on a trash can and a hiss from a stray cat and faint sound of police sirens in the distance. Garfield ran along the edge of a rooftop of an
apartment building and then jumped when he reached the end. The feel of the wind on his face was indescribable and he would never get used to it. He landed on the edge another rooftop of a shorter building, he didn't even break his step and continued
running.
He ran past a few steam vents the steam doing a good job to warm the cool skin on his face. He jumped again onto another building and still he was running. Running right into a chimney had he not destroyed it with a single swipe from his cane. He jumped
again entering a short-lived free fall, his hat coming off his head as he fell but he quickly hooked it with his cane and brought it down with him. He landed on a pair of outstretched window sills and Garfield placed his hat firmly back on his head.
He immediately put his back and arms against the cold brick and took careful and also quick steps to the other end of the window sills. He turned his body around to get a good look at his destination. He saw it which consisted of yet another rooftop.
He jumped again, this time flipping in the air and landed on a sign with ease. It bounced slightly and few sparks flying out but other than that it stayed up. Garfield almost immediately jumped off the sign and finally landed on his desired destination.
He quickly pulled out his binocucom.
Garfield looked around his surroundings taking them all in. On one side of his binocucom a small screen opened up and showed Garfield's lifelong friend, a skinny young man with black spiked up hair and glasses, Richard Grayson.
"Gar! Come in! Garfield! Can you read me!?" Richard shouted on the tiny screen.
"No dude, I think you need to be a little bit louder than that."
"Sorry buddy, I'm just pretty nervous. You do realize we're breaking into police headquarters, do you?" Dicksarcastically asked his thief friend. As if it wasn't obvious enough.
"Don't be paranoid dude. I'm the one doing the hard work remember? You're safe with Vic and that file that Inspector Raven Roth's got needs to be with me." It was true, somehow some way that foxy Inspector managed to get the goods on the world's greatest
thief and it was Garfield's job, as the world's greatest thief, to take whatever she had on him.
Even if that meant stealing it from her. Which wouldn't prove difficult.
Richardcut off Garfield's cockiness. "Well, don't worry about anything then. I'll be your eyes and ears out there if anything gets in the way of this operation I'll be the first to know. Now, it appears that the only way into the H.Q. is through
an air vent, do you see it?" Robin said as he pushed his glasses back up his nose.
Garfield zoomed in on the air vent. "I already got my eyes on it." Garfield grinned as the screen switched to his other lifelong friend and this one was quite the opposite from Richard. He was a large, muscular, dark skinned man who took up most of the
screen. His name was Victor Stone.
"And don't forget who's your getaway driver is grass stain. All you got on your to-do list is to steal the loot and get back to my baby. Me and Dick can handle the rest." Victor stated rather boisterously.
Garfield had the perfect friends anybody can ask for. There was nothing his friends, his family wouldn't do for him and him the same for them. Going on dangerous heists like this one was just a single example of how strong the friendship between
these three men really is.
"Just keep that engine running Vic. I'll be down in no time." Garfield put his binocucom away and looked around again. The air vent was higher up on the roof and the wall separating him from the vent was too large for him to jump on and there was nothing
for his cane to hook on to either. He looked to his right and saw a water tower and a ramp leading up it. Walking up the ramp, his boots brushed against something on it. Looking down, he discovered that they were coins.
'How the hell did these get up here?' He thought as he picked one up and examined it. Well, they were coins so they must be worth something. Picking up the rest of the coins, he threw them into his backpack. He'll pick up more if he finds any.
Getting back to his original objective, Garfield stepped across the edge of the water tower and ended up on the other side where a pair of TV antennas were waiting for him.
Those should be good enough to get him up. He jumped on to one and it tilted to the side, quickly he jumped onto the other and then onto the wall. Walking up to the vent he whacked it a few times with his cane and eventually broke it open. He laid on
his stomach and squeezed his way in. crawling through the tight space of the small air vent proved easy since he's been training his whole life for these kind of situations. To any other person it would be impossible but to Garfield it was as easy
as flipping a switch.
Crawling all the way to the end of the air vent, he found a latch to the vents. He flipped it open and dropped into an empty room with a single door. Too bad that single door had a gate going across it. Next to the door, seemed to the lock system for
said door. Garfield put his hand to his ear and spoke, "Hey Dick, there's a door in the room I'm in but it's got some kind of security gate going across it." Garfield informed his brainy friend.
"Is there a security lock device in the room as well?"
"Yeah, there is it. I'm looking at it right now." Garfield walked up to the little device on the wall and examined it.
"I was afraid this would happen but have no fear I got it covered. I'll hack into the police security mainframe and unlock the door for you. It shouldn't take me more than 5 minu-"
"It's alright Rob I got it open." Garfield said as he opened the door and walked into the dark hallway. Leaving behind a now broken lock system.
"What? How?" Dick question completely bewildered by his friend.
"I broke it." Garfield said simply.
Victor was able to see Richard face palm in the rear view mirror and laughed. "That's the best way to solve any problem. All you got to do is punch it." Victor continued laughing, proud of his thiefy friend.
"Alright, whatever. You're in now that's all that matters. Now, Inspector Raven Roth's office should be behind the purple door. Look for that." Dick informed.
The whole floor was dark and quiet. The only lights on were the ones above the doors, so it won't be too hard to find a purple door. He walked down the hall and took a left, still no sign of the purple door. Taking another left, he came into view of what
he was seeking.
Ah, there it is. He jogged up to the door, his footsteps more silent than the night itself. He grabbed the door knob and pushed it, only to find out the door was locked. 'Dammit!' Garfield cursed in his head. He tried again, this time pulling
on the door and still resulted with nothing. It won't be a good idea to break the door down. Perhaps there was a way to go around it?
He looked to his right and saw a balcony next to him. Perfect. He opened the balcony doors and stepped out. He sneaked onto the window sills that lead to another balcony that was connected to Inspector Roth's office. The doors to her balcony were open
probably to let in cool air for tomorrow but this time instead of air it was a thief going in.
Garfield stepped into the office and began rummaging through it, trying to find that damn file. Going through her drawers he found a few more coins. Surely, she wouldn't miss them. Having found only that but nothing else he moved onto her file cabinets.
Her files were organized alphabetically, good, all he had to do was look in the G section. Only to find that it wasn't there. Shutting the file cabinet, he stood there confused. Where the hell did she have his file? Rich said that he was 100% sure
that it was here. So, where is it? He looked around again and his eyes landed on a safe in the corner of the office. He smacked his forehead, annoyed that he forgot the number one rule of a thief.
Always be aware of your surroundings.
"Stupid. Hey, Rich I found the safe." Garfield berated himself as he stalked over to the large safe and got onto one knee in front of it.
"Great job, Gar. That's where Inspector Raven Roth keeps all her important files. I still hacked into the police security mainframe and found the vault's combo. Trying putting in 9-3-7."
Turning the dials until each number was of the vault's combination, he spinned the wheel. Garfield pulled the heavy door opened not even the least surprised that the combo was correct. Inside the vault revealed a file with a star on the bottom-right corner
and a picture of Garfield himself paper clipped at the top. He grinned and put his hand to his ear. "I got it guys."
Victor's loud voice immediately filled his head. "Nice job getting the goods, grass stain. Now hurry up and get to the van. There's a fire escape that goes down to the parking lot. We'll be waiting for you there."
"I'm already on my way buddy." Garfield placed the file into his backpack and then pulled out one of his many calling cards. It was none other than nature's original thief, a simple drawing of the face of a raccoon with green coloring, and placed it inside
the vault. A little present for the Inspector herself. He went out and stepped onto the fire escape-
"Halt!" Garfield looked up and saw his favorite fan. A woman wearing spandex pants and a blue, sleeveless, zipped up crop top. A short deep violet jacket, black gloves and combat boots. Along with a simple gold earring on one ear and a necklace with her
badge attached to it. Her pale skin glowed in the moon light and her long dark hair almost seemed blue. In her hands was a very unique looking pistol. She jumped from her perch on a rooftop and onto a balcony. "You dimwitted thief! I've got you red-handed!"
Garfield didn't show it but he was actually drooling at the sight of her. Instead, he leaned on the tip of his cane and smiled at the killer beauty in front of him. "Ahh… Raven… I haven't seen you since I gave the slip back in Bombay." Garfield sighed
contently. "Good times. Wouldn't you agree?"
Raven narrowed her eyes at the handsome filth that stood before her. "No and that reminds me – you need to return the Fire Stone of India to its rightful owners. Or perhaps I can do it myself once you're in cuffs."
"Aw, and I was going to give it to you as a little token of my – hey you know that new pistol of yours really brings out the violent in your eyes. It's very enticing." Garfield complimented as he moved his cane to rest on his shoulder, ready to run at
any moment.
Raven began to feel the burn of her cheeks and that only fueled her irritation for Logan even more. "I'm flattered." She began sarcastically "This pistol packs a shocking punch. You can be my first victim from it. Might even snap you out of your criminal
ways." Raven snapped at him.
"And give up on this perfect moment?" Garfield fired back at her with another smile.
"I have my own personal jail cell just for you. Enough time for that once you're in there." She was gonna wipe that damn smile off his face, even if she secretly enjoyed looking at it though she wouldn't admit it.
"Well, I'd love to stay and admire your blush." Raven pointed her pistol at him and Garfield quickly got ready to dodge her shot. "But, I only stopped by for a quick grab at this case file. I think it's time for me to hold on to it."
The nerve of that cocky wannabe raccoon, pointing out her blush and stealing from her?! She fired her pistol at him the flash lit up the whole area around them. Garfield watched as the abnormal bullet came towards him, it looked like a miniature
orange torpedo inside a ball of electricity with a trail of sparks flowing behind. He cartwheeled to the side and hooked his cane onto the railing, swinging down to the next platform. He watched as the ball of electricity obliterated the platform,
Garfield had to shield his head from any falling debris. He looked up with wide eyes at Raven to find a pleasant smirk on her pretty yet tough face.
"Is that thing set on stun or kill?!" Garfield shouted at her. He was just a little ticked off that she almost just killed him.
"I don't know." Raven shrugged and pointed her pistol to him again. Her smirk showing no signs of leaving. "Stand still and we'll find out." She took another shot at him and even Garfield almost died he couldn't stop the grin from growing on his face.
He ran and jumped down the stairs, again the overpowered bullet taking out the platform. He ran down a hole on the last platform and fell into the parking lot. Raven managed to keep up with him. Jumping from her spot on the balcony and landed on the stone
fence surrounding the police parking lot and continued firing at him. Logan wasn't the only one with agility.
A maze of squad cars separated Garfield from his escape. Flipping over the police cars, Garfield could hear the shots being fired by Raven. He saw another heading straight for him, he summersaulted forward and heard the whistle of the shot fly over his
head and striking it the squad car, destroying it. He continued running and hopping over the vehicles, one after the other Raven would hit and destroy another car as her target continued to evade her shots.
The doors to the van had swung open as soon Garfield got halfway through the lot and he dove into his getaway, the doors now firmly shut and the van already speeding away.
"You can't escape from me Logan!" Raven shouted into the night. "Dammit!"
Garfield sat at the back of the van with his back against the doors and cane laying by his side, panting. "Oh my god bruh, that shit was crazy. Did you guys see that thing she was shooting at me with?" Garfield looked up at his friends, Richard was on
his laptop and Victor, as always, was behind the wheel.
"According to the police mainframe, it's a SA LEP Shock Pistol. Says here that there INTERPOL-issued, I don't know about you guys but I haven't seen any cops using it other than Inspector Roth." Dick pushed his glasses back up and began typing on his
laptop again.
"She almost turned you into one of my crispy bacon strips!" Victor laughed, the van swerving slightly from his unfocused driving. It didn't matter though, Gar and Dick were used to it by now.
"Well, I'm glad I didn't." Being the vegetarian he was, Garfield didn't want to even think about a bacon strip let alone being a crispy one.
"Hey, but the job got done right?" Victor questioned.
"That's right it did! And it's all thanks to my two best friends in the world." He threw himself toward Richard and began to wrestle with him. "If it wasn't for Dicky the Techy we would have never found the file." He let him go and patted his shoulder.
"Oh, it wasn't anything special Gar." Dick rearranged his glasses and let out a small smile, unable to keep the pride that swelled in chest at bay.
Quickly grabbing his cane, Gar hopped over the seat and was now sitting in his spot on the passenger seat, grinning at Victor. "And of course this whole job would have been a bust if we didn't have the perfect getaway driver."
"Awe yeah! You can always count on The Cyborg!"
Richard closed his laptop and moved over to lean on the cushion. "So, Gar you got the file. Let's see it!" Dick pronounced.
"Yeah man, I wanna see what all the trouble was for." Victor agreed with Richard whole heartedly.
Garfield slid his backpack off and opened it, pulling out the case file. "Well, guys this it. This is where the real mission starts." He reached, about to open it-
"Guys, were back at the hideout." Victor said as he turned off the car and stepped outside.
"Come on Gar, we'll read it inside." Dick grabbed his laptop and went out through the back of the van.
Opening his door, Gar was the last to get out of the van. He hooked his cane onto his backpack's strap and rested it on his shoulder, making his way over the lonely train cart. Throwing open the door, he walked in. There wasn't much to his home. To his
right was a large desk with a computer on it, that's where Dick usually was and he just so happened to be there now.
On the other end of the cart was a small kitchen area. A simple stove and fridge along with a few cupboards is what made it up. Victor was standing by the stove and seemed to be making himself a snack. Maybe he was going to have bacon strips. Not only
was Vic the designated driver but he was also the gang's cook.
Garfield yawned and stretched his arms, the labors of the day were now getting to him. "Well, a day of breaking and entering, falling fire escapes, exploding cop cars, and to top it off being shot at with electricity, really tires a guy out, you know?"
Gar asked his friends.
"It has been a rather hectic day if I do say so myself." Richard said with his eyes glued to the screen and his fingers not seizing at all. "You deserve the rest. I'll study the document and figure out what are next plan is."
"Dick, don't stay up longer than you need to." Garfield sounded like a mother telling her child not to watch too much TV before bed. But, in this case it was a genius and his computer.
"I'll only look at the important stuff, don't worry. My brain will need its rest also."
"Go on to bed Gar. I'll make sure he goes to bed." Vic said while eating his now finished bacon strips.
"Alright Vic, thanks." Garfield walked over to a latch on the floor and threw it open. "And Vic" Victor looked over to Garfield. "not too much TV before bed."
Before Victor could reply back, Dick cut in. "Oh don't worry, Gar. I got that one covered." Dick grinned at Victor as he stuck he tongue out at Dick.
Garfield chuckled at the sight of his friends and began to climb down the ladder. "Goodnight gang."
"Goodnight." They both said.
Garfield yawned again and took his hat off, setting it down on his night table along with cane and gloves. He kicked off his boots and peeled off his shirt, falling onto the cool bed. He smiled content with the night he's had.
Garfield's POV
Once again, my gang and I had given Inspector Raven Roth the slip. I was surprised to see how well she took it. Finally, the secret police file I've been searching for all these years. With it, I can avenge my family and regain possession of my family's
most prized possession. It all started when I was just a kid, bouncing on my father's knee. You see I come from a long line of master thieves, who kept all their secrets of sneaking and stealing in an ancient book.
The Thievius Loganius.
Anyone who read it learned to be especially sneaky. That's why we specialize in stealing from criminals. After all, there's no honor no challenge no fun in stealing from ordinary people. You rip off a master criminal and you know you're a master thief.
Well, on the night I was supposed to inherit the book. Five visitors came unannounced to our door. My father fought to protect us but the gang of villains known as The Fiendish Five overpowered him and ransacked our house until they found it, the Thievius
Loganius. Our family's manual of thieving greatness fell into their filthy hands. They tore the book into five pieces and split it up, each villain disappearing into the farthest corners of the world to commit dastardly crimes.
Broke and alone, I was dumped into the town orphanage. There I met two guys, who became my lifelong buddies and trusted crew. Richard Grayson, techno genius and strategist supreme and Victor Stone, part time driver and full time burden. Together, we pledged
to track down the Fiendish Five, avenge my father, and steal back the Thievius Loganius. I knew I was about to face the toughest test of my life. On this mission, I will need to become a master thief like my ancestors before me or fail and allow my
family name to bite the dust.
I'll explain the 'Loganius' thing in the next chapter, but so far I think it went well for the first chapter.
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