Sly Cooper
Chapter IThe Set Up
Paris
Apartment building 689
3:00am
Friday
Ring
Ring
Ring
Sly's eyes shot open and he dizzily looked around the room. The TV had been left on, looked like law and order, he his half drunk beer was still there, next to it was the phone. Sly lazily reached for the phone but only accomplished in knocking it off the table resulting him falling off the couch going after it.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Finally Sly managed to answer the phone, "Hello."
"Hello Constable it's Barkley," answered Barkley's voice.
Sly looked at his watch before replying, "Chief it's three in the morning."
"I'm well aware of the time constable, I need you to come down here with Inspector Fox, there was a robbery at a museum $1,000,000,000 worth of art was stolen."
"I guess I'll be there in ten, have you called Carmelita yet?" asked Sly curiously.
"She's on her way, just get down here."
Sly got his jacket and went and got his shock pistol out of the safe. Next thing Sly was out the door and tiredly walking down the stairs when something took out his legs from under him and he went tumbling down the stairs. Sly rolled down the stairs helplessly for a second but then he hit a stair strangely and Sly was sent flying, on the plus side he landed on something soft.
Sly looked down to see none other but Inspector Carmelita Fox. Sly was lost for word and all that came out of his mouth was, "Hello beautiful."
"Get off-f me ringtail," Carmelita ordered.
Sly did as he was told and helped Carmelita to her feet. "Sorry Sly I was running and I must have tripped."
"Ah, don't bother, I'll live. So what do you think about this robbery?" Sly asked as he followed her down the stairs.
"You never really know until you get there but I think it's that Arrow Strider gang again."
"Huh... good guess, they have been taking a lot of risks lately."
10min later
The two arrived at Interpol where they met Barkly at his desk, a stern look on his face. On his desk lied a file that said Police Eyes Only. Barkly took a few last puffs from his cigar beggar putting it out in an ash tray he kept hidden in his desk. "Finely!" he screamed as Sly and Carmelita walked in.
"I swear it's those darn Arrow Striders again. The Guards were subdued and removed exactly as all their other crimes. They even left their famous calling card; an arrow with a red ribbon tied to it," explained Barkly. "How very typical of them."
"Um, sir," Carmelita interrupted. "If you already know who it is, then why are we here?"
Barkly rolled his eyes, "To do your job! What else, then to catch them before they hit someone else. Here-" Barkly hand the file on his desk to Carmelita "-look this over before you head down there."
Carmelita skimmed over it then handed it over to Sly. He opened the file finding detailed pictures of the crime scene, with a slit grin Sly shut the file and said. "They didn't do it."
"What?!" gasped Barkly.
"They didn't do it," Sly repeated.
"Cooper you'd have to be mad to even think that the Striders didn't do it," stated Carmelita.
"Ah, but they really didn't do it, it's a set up. In all their other thefts they only took the luxury major pieces of merchandise but here I can see that they took everything, and there were too many guards. More then what the meagre Arrow Strider gang could take care of." Sly explained in a smug voice.
Barkly, with his mouth so wide open he could lick the floor, asked, "If they didn't do it then who did?"
"Oh I'd guess by this quality forgery, numbers, and may I say incompetence, the Axe Gang. Their almost the mafia of today, only more low-key and more burglaries," yawned Sly.
Carm's eyes shot wide open, "The-the Axe Gang. W-why would they try to frame the Arrow Striders?" she stuttered
Rubbing his eyes Sly explained, "Because they were getting a little too powerful for the Axe gang's taste, so they framed them with the biggest heist they could think of, hoping we'd finally catch them. Ingenious really."
"Grrr, nobody uses Interpol as their stool pigeon, I'm reassigning you two. Find the head to their operations and cut it off." Barkly growled.