The Strength of Love
The rain fell in flooding sheets on the wooden docks. Inspector Fox stood with her back to her partner, Constable Cooper. Armed with her trusty shock pistol, firing off shot after shot at the approaching mob of dark shaped figures, Cooper armed with a new design Shock Rifle X4000, was pumping rounds of electrical lead into the bodies of any who dared to get within a range where their shapes could be identified.
"Great night for a shootout, eh Inspector?" Cooper joked lightly. Even though he had lost his memory he hadn't lost his sense of satirical sarcasm.
"Oh shut your mouth Constable, this is no place for jokes." Carmelita responded in an annoyed tone pumping another round, firing the target into the churning foam of the ocean.
"Not is it a time for light conversation." Cooper replied looking over his shoulder with an ear splitting grin. Carmelita gave a huff and batted a straggling criminal into the surf with her pistol, as they seemed to stop coming.
Cooper lowered his gun. "That's the last of 'em it would seem." He said, still grinning.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Constable, NEVER lower your gun until…" Carmelita never finished as Cooper's head was rammed by a large hand wielding a Beretta. The hand glanced off his head and slammed almost full force into his shoulder. Carmelita fired several shots into the mass of darkness, that devoid itself of light. The figure grinned revealing shiny teeth.
"He…he...he… Looks like we got the scrawny one nice and gerd, eh Juck?" said the figure mispronouncing good, and Chuck.
"Yeah, hehe." Said another voice from the side. Before Carmelita could make a move however, the docks beneath the two exploded in a fury of wood splinters and maggots that had made their home their, and barnacles that had suckered to the side. Carmelita looked down too see her Constable clinging to what remained of the dock.
"Constable!" Carmelita yelled as she tossed her pistol to the side and reached down to help him up. She could see the arm that held his rifle was bleeding profusely from his shoulder, and was most likely broken. The end was still smoking from the shot he had fired. "It'll be okay Constable, I'll help pull you out, and we'll get an ambulance!" Carmelita told him as tears streaked down her face. She was lying to him, and herself. His uniform was sleek with rain, and his hand was quickly losing purchase on the wooden docks.
"Carmelita…" Cooper muttered weakly.
Carmelita bent down to listen, her Constable never referred to her as Carmelita, only Inspector, Chief, Miss Fox, or Captain, for the 2 years they had been working together. "What is it Cooper?" Carmelita said in a weak voice.
"You may have taken advantage of my amnesia, but you kept me safe, out of harm's way, and gave me shelter, food, and a job." Carmelita now realized that that the smash to his head, must have cured his amnesia, but it had also cured his consciousness. His eyes were barely staying open.
"Cooper, I'm sorry for what I had to do, but I couldn't leave you there! It just wouldn't be right! Because the truth is Sly…" before she finished Sly managed to lift his injured shoulder, dropping his rifle, and pressed his index finger to her mouth. Carmelita blinked.
"Toppy won't be happy about the rifle." Sly joked referring to the Police Chief. Carmelita gave a slight chuckle tears still streaming down her face. "But the truth is Carmelita, every comment I've ever made towards you about you being, gorgeous, beautiful, any thing of that sort, was true. I vowed, when I was being held by Dr. M's creation, if given the chance, I would tell you how I feel. The truth is Carmelita; I…love…you…" Sly said smiling as his eyes closed and his hand went slack, losing all grip on the docks, and slipping into the frothing, foaming ocean, that seemed to roar in triumph over having taken the life of the greatest thief ever known.
"SLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Carmelita yelled into the night as she broke down sobbing. When reinforcements came, they would find Carmelita, leaning against a wall, sopping wet, passed out from the traumatic events of the hours passed. Carmelita would later thank the rain for hiding the tears of her greatest sorrow.
A/N YES! It Is I! GJIADY! (GoJumpInADitchYahoo) Formerly KitsuneShinigami! I have changed my Penname again, and am taking an extended break from my other stories. DO NOT FEAR! They will be revived! I have hit some writing blocks, (coughFortKnoxcough) but I will return to them eventually. But for now, I bring you the first of my first ever Sly Cooper Fanfictions, The Strength of Love.