DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SLY COOPER!

Excuse me as I continue to bang my head onto the surface of my desk. I can't stop writing. This is the second story I have made for Sly Cooper and dang it I wanted to do this one so badly because yeah.

I am a huge fan of the idea that Henriette is Rioichi's daughter and sorta was disappointed Thieves in Time didn't go into her time, glad for the mention though. Anywho this story is if the gang went a little ahead during Rioichi's time and Henriette was around. It's pretty much the same, but with some of my own twists. I hope you all enjoy!

BY THE WAY! I also want to take this time to direct a moment of thanks to the writer chloemcg. I have read some of their works on Henriette and Rioichi's relationship and it's really good!

Note: All spelling and grammatical errors I have missed, I apologize for. Read on!

It had all happened so fast.

That day had begun as any other morning for her. Her father coming into her room and waking her up just as the sun had begun to rise. The cry of the birds in the distance making her ears twitch as she listened to the deep voice of her father to coax her out of the warmth of her blankets. In the end she had gotten up without any complaints, after all there was much work to be done today, and she followed her father out of her room so they could get the restaurant ready for the day.

Her father smiled down at her as she yawned widely before blinking her eyes rapidly to get rid of any lingering signs of sleep in her face. She could feel his warm hand gently patting her lightly on the top of her head with a promise she could go with him to catch fish later on in the day which perked her up. The thought of being near a body of water had always excited her when she was young and she enjoyed fishing with her father earning him a small hug around the waist making him laugh.

Though just as they reached the front door to open the sushi restaurant, her father had stopped suddenly, his hand halting mid motion in the air before the wooden door as he blinked.

She didn't say anything as he stared at the door, only curious as to why he had suddenly stopped.

Not many people knew, but her father was a thief. By day the village knew him as Rioichi, the creator of sushi and a master chief known throughout Japan. Though by night he became a master ninja thief who stole away into the night to steal from people who had done wrong. Their whole family had been thieves of honor...And she would follow in those footsteps soon.

But it seemed fate had different plans today for her father and her.

Her father quietly knelt down before her, his hands resting on her tiny shoulders as he turned her to face him. She allowed her eyes to stare up at him, though her right eye could not see him. While her left eye had the same light brown color as her father's, her right had been forever a white like color that was always hidden behind her long bangs.

The blue hood of her father's was slowly drawn down as he looked at her, "Go into the kitchen and hide," he told her, "Do not come out until it is completely quiet or until I come get you...Be silent my child...and do not fret. I shall be safe."

She nodded before padding off to the kitchen, not questioning his words.

She opened the door to one of the lower cupboards by the stove and ducked inside, her tiny body fitting perfectly as she shut the door close. Curling her tail close to her chest she waited.

At first she heard nothing and for a moment thought her father was playing a joke on her. Her hand started to push the door open until she heard sounds of yelling and crashing coming from the front that she immediately retracted her hand back. Her hands tugged her tail closer to her body as she trembled in the darkness of her little hiding place as the sounds continued. From a distance she could hear her father protest and she could faintly hear the sounds of another person over her father. Soon she could hear the sounds of metal moving against each other echo through the restaurant.

Pressing her lips together and shutting her eyes, she tried with all her might not to reveal herself.

A long time had passed after the sounds had died down, but she remained in her hiding spot. Her shoulders and back ached from being pressed up against the wood and her legs were starting to ache the longer she sat. Though the beating of her heart had not died nor did the shaking whenever she heard something come into the kitchen before leaving.

Her father hadn't returned yet.

She jolted up suddenly after letting her eyelids droop down, the top of her head hitting the cover of her tiny cupboard space making her whimper. Her ears went back as she pressed her hand against the bump that was sure to form later. Her father hadn't come to get her...And she had no idea what to do.

The restaurant was not empty though.

From her little hiding spot she could hear people moving about her and her father's home. The sounds of metal upon metal reminded her of how the guards of the town moved with their armor plates grinding against each other...Were there guards in her home? Perhaps they could tell her what happened to her father...And where to find him.

Pushing the door open a bit, she peered out into the kitchen.

Only to hurl herself back into her spot as a rather large armored boar walked by, a weapon in hand as he searched the darkened kitchen. Pressing a hand to her mouth she stayed still as the guard's lantern light peeked through the cracks of the cupboard inside. The boar let out a low grunt before trudging out of the kitchen and back into the dining area outside allowing her a small time frame to slip out of her hiding place.

Her legs shook as she stood up before hurrying over to the door in the back of the kitchen as quickly as she could. If she was lucky perhaps she could sneak into the back and find her father. However all hope for her escape died as she noticed something upon the door.

Her father's filet knife was not in its proper place upon the door, a key to a lock created by him to ensure their sushi restaurant's safety as well as her own and his if others tried to invade their home. The absence of the shiny blade meant that she was trapped in the kitchen and her only means of escape was through the front, where the guards she could hear were.

Where had her father gone?

Her small fingers traced the bottom handle of the knife imprint as she tried not to think about what those guards may have done to hurt her father. He was strong and he could fight...A ninja of skill, surely he had escaped and was planning on getting her back...She took in a deep breath as she began to turn away from the door. However she heard something again.

Again she could hear the grinding of metal moving towards her location and without much time to hide back in her cupboard she decided to dive into a large pile of rice sacks, yanking a few over her for good measure to remain concealed.

Three boars had entered the kitchen and she could only watch in horror as they began to throw plates and pots down to the floor. All her father's kitchenware shattering or rolling off to the far ends of the room with cracks. Her fear slowly began to reside as anger grew, only to hold her breath as a new person entered the kitchen.

A tiger.

A very large tiger with a lit cigar bit between his sharp teeth surveyed the destruction around him before letting out a snarl. "Did you find it?" he inquired one of the guards who snorted out of fear before shaking his head.

"That blasted raccoon! Don't stop searching until you find it, I don't care how...Tear everything down if you need to."

A gasp escaped her lips making all four occupants in the kitchen hear her before slapping her hands over her mouth as she trembled under the sacks of rice.

The tiger glanced around, his eyes narrowed as he tried to find what had made the sound. Her tail wrapped around her stomach tightened as his eyes fell on the sack of rice she was under. She began to try and stop shaking, in fear that the sacks would move as well as he began to make his way over. Her father always told her that a ninja could remain as still as a mountain...Never noticed yet firmly in the earth. Yet she couldn't bring herself to stop her trembling as the tiger stood above her.

She was not a mountain, but just a small little raccoon under the gaze of the predator.

Without so much as a cry she finally jumped out of her hiding place, pushing a sack of rice right into the tiger's face. The sudden rain of rice right in front of his face had startled him enough to allow her to flee. The boars were also startled by her appearance and were too slow to catch her as she pushed past them to the open door. She could not bring herself to look behind her as she heard the tiger growl out a command to catch her.

All she could think was to run.

Run as fast as the wind into the night to hide.

Okie dokie first chapter done!

I really hope this is a good start to this story and I hoped you all enjoyed it. Until next time~!