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NEW KID IN TOWN
CHAPTER ONE- Meet Casey Randolph
ATHENS, GREECE- 3:52 A.M.
Sly Cooper stood high on a ledge inside a massive chamber. If he could make it through the intricate security system below, a most excellent prize- the Golden Shield of Pernisseus- awaited him. This would be no easy task, though. He scanned the room with his Binoc-U-Com.
There were guards positioned every five feet. There were security laser beams at every corner and the walls were lined with security cameras. Sly shook his head as he surveyed the scene. Perhaps his friend Bentley was right for once. Maybe this one mission was foolishness.
Just then, Sly came to his senses. "I'm the greatest thief in the world," he thought. There is no task too difficult for me! Having reassured himself of his capabilities, Sly now set to work.
He turned himself invisible and then leaped down off the ledge, landing just behind a guard and crawled under some of the laser beams. "This isn't so hard," he thought as he crawled toward the main vault which held the treasure he sought.
Sly made it through the lasers successfully. Now he faced another challenge, gaining access to the vault, which was shielded by a wall of flames. The wily raccoon had prepared for this, however. He opened his backpack and took out a fire extinguisher. Within minutes, the flames were history.
Sly now took out a piece of paper on which was written the combination for the vault. He read it and then turned the lock. The mighty vault then opened. Sly then stepped inside.
But to both Sly's disappointment and amazement, someone else had beaten him to the prized shield. A small red bird, a cardinal to be exact, was lifting the golden artifact from its pedestal just as Sly walked in. "God damn it. Not again," Sly grumbled as he watched the other thief.
Upon hearing Sly's voice, the bird turned around. "Wow, Sly Cooper. I've always wanted to meet you," he said, approaching Sly while carrying the stolen shield.
"Um, how did you get in here?" the puzzled raccoon asked.
"I used the back door, of course," the bird said, motioning toward a door. "It's the one major security flaw in this place."
"I see." Sly's eyes fixed upon the stranger as he listened to him explain. The bird had bright blue eyes. His brilliant red feathers stood out in the darkened vault. He wore a blue cap similar to Sly's and a dark gray shirt. He looked about the same age as Sly or possibly younger.
"Who are you?" asked Sly.
"I'm Casey Randolph," the cardinal responded, shaking Sly's paw. "I'm very pleased to meet you."
"Nice to meet you as well," said Sly. Just then, he heard footsteps. "We'd better get out of here."
"You're right." The two thieves then dashed out the back door just in time to miss the approaching guards.
Sly and Casey were now in an alleyway. "Since you went through all the trouble of sneaking into that place, I think it's only fair that we sell this thing and split up the earnings," Casey said, referring to the stolen artifact.
"You'd really do that for me?" asked a puzzled Sly. "But we just met."
"That's what friends are for," the bird responded. "Let's go find some place to get rid of this thing."
"Yeah," said Sly. "Should we take your car or mine?"
"We're gonna have to take yours 'cause I don't have one," Casey responded.
"You don't?" Sly asked. "How did you get here then?"
"I flew."
"In a plane, right?" Sly joked.
"So, where are we going now?" Casey asked, ignoring the raccoon's comment.
"Nowhere," Sly responded, taking out his Binoc-U-Com. "OK, you guys. I'm ready."
"We'll be right over in a minute," Murray responded at the other end.
"That's so cool. Where did you get that?" asked Casey.
"My friend Bentley made it for me," Sly said.
"Can you get him to make me one?" the bird asked.
"You'll have to talk to him about it," said Sly.
Just then, Sly's van appeared as if out of nowhere.
"OK, get on in," Sly said as he opened the back doors of the van. Casey hops in and Sly closes the door. He then gets in himself.
Bentley notices Casey and examines the newcomer. "Who is this and why does he have our treasure?"
"This is my new friend Casey and we're going to sell that and split up the earnings," Sly responded.
"Why??" Bentley whined.
"Because he got to it first. I just stumbled in on him. He was nice enough to let us share the plunder," Sly said.
"But-" Bentley said, but Sly cut him off.
"We're selling this and splitting it up and that's final!" Sly asserted.
"Take us to Percy's, Murray," Sly then said. "This guy will give us top dollar for this."
"Really?" said Casey. Murray started up the van and they raced off.
Bentley sniffed the air and then held his fingers over his beak. "Your new friend really smells!!"
Casey then sniffed himself and blushed. "Gosh...."
"Don't listen to him," Sly said. He then smacked Bentley in the head with his cane. "Must you always be so rude?!"
"I bet this guy is crawling with bacteria and parasites," Bentley said, rubbing his head where Sly had hit him. "And he's tracked muddy footprints all over the floor of the van!!!"
Casey looked down. "Gosh, I'm sorry."
"Stop insulting my friend, you dick!" Sly said to Bentley.
"It's not my fault all your friends are as filthy and smelly as you are," the turtle then said.
Sly groaned at this comment.
"Don't listen to him, cutie," said Veronica, Sly's other assistant. "You're a sexy little one," the blue jay said as she snuggled up close to the other bird. Veronica removed Casey's hat and then took off his shirt, revealing his white undershirt. Randolph's black cheeks lit up bright red.
"Oh my....."
"Easy there, Veronica," Sly said. "You hardly know him."
"Just being friendly, honey," she responded, kissing Casey.
"Why thank you, my sweet," Casey said, regaining his composure and returning the kiss. The two birds now nestled close in the back of Sly's van.
"Disgusting," Bentley said.
Sly sighed as they drove off into the night.
NEW KID IN TOWN
CHAPTER ONE- Meet Casey Randolph
ATHENS, GREECE- 3:52 A.M.
Sly Cooper stood high on a ledge inside a massive chamber. If he could make it through the intricate security system below, a most excellent prize- the Golden Shield of Pernisseus- awaited him. This would be no easy task, though. He scanned the room with his Binoc-U-Com.
There were guards positioned every five feet. There were security laser beams at every corner and the walls were lined with security cameras. Sly shook his head as he surveyed the scene. Perhaps his friend Bentley was right for once. Maybe this one mission was foolishness.
Just then, Sly came to his senses. "I'm the greatest thief in the world," he thought. There is no task too difficult for me! Having reassured himself of his capabilities, Sly now set to work.
He turned himself invisible and then leaped down off the ledge, landing just behind a guard and crawled under some of the laser beams. "This isn't so hard," he thought as he crawled toward the main vault which held the treasure he sought.
Sly made it through the lasers successfully. Now he faced another challenge, gaining access to the vault, which was shielded by a wall of flames. The wily raccoon had prepared for this, however. He opened his backpack and took out a fire extinguisher. Within minutes, the flames were history.
Sly now took out a piece of paper on which was written the combination for the vault. He read it and then turned the lock. The mighty vault then opened. Sly then stepped inside.
But to both Sly's disappointment and amazement, someone else had beaten him to the prized shield. A small red bird, a cardinal to be exact, was lifting the golden artifact from its pedestal just as Sly walked in. "God damn it. Not again," Sly grumbled as he watched the other thief.
Upon hearing Sly's voice, the bird turned around. "Wow, Sly Cooper. I've always wanted to meet you," he said, approaching Sly while carrying the stolen shield.
"Um, how did you get in here?" the puzzled raccoon asked.
"I used the back door, of course," the bird said, motioning toward a door. "It's the one major security flaw in this place."
"I see." Sly's eyes fixed upon the stranger as he listened to him explain. The bird had bright blue eyes. His brilliant red feathers stood out in the darkened vault. He wore a blue cap similar to Sly's and a dark gray shirt. He looked about the same age as Sly or possibly younger.
"Who are you?" asked Sly.
"I'm Casey Randolph," the cardinal responded, shaking Sly's paw. "I'm very pleased to meet you."
"Nice to meet you as well," said Sly. Just then, he heard footsteps. "We'd better get out of here."
"You're right." The two thieves then dashed out the back door just in time to miss the approaching guards.
Sly and Casey were now in an alleyway. "Since you went through all the trouble of sneaking into that place, I think it's only fair that we sell this thing and split up the earnings," Casey said, referring to the stolen artifact.
"You'd really do that for me?" asked a puzzled Sly. "But we just met."
"That's what friends are for," the bird responded. "Let's go find some place to get rid of this thing."
"Yeah," said Sly. "Should we take your car or mine?"
"We're gonna have to take yours 'cause I don't have one," Casey responded.
"You don't?" Sly asked. "How did you get here then?"
"I flew."
"In a plane, right?" Sly joked.
"So, where are we going now?" Casey asked, ignoring the raccoon's comment.
"Nowhere," Sly responded, taking out his Binoc-U-Com. "OK, you guys. I'm ready."
"We'll be right over in a minute," Murray responded at the other end.
"That's so cool. Where did you get that?" asked Casey.
"My friend Bentley made it for me," Sly said.
"Can you get him to make me one?" the bird asked.
"You'll have to talk to him about it," said Sly.
Just then, Sly's van appeared as if out of nowhere.
"OK, get on in," Sly said as he opened the back doors of the van. Casey hops in and Sly closes the door. He then gets in himself.
Bentley notices Casey and examines the newcomer. "Who is this and why does he have our treasure?"
"This is my new friend Casey and we're going to sell that and split up the earnings," Sly responded.
"Why??" Bentley whined.
"Because he got to it first. I just stumbled in on him. He was nice enough to let us share the plunder," Sly said.
"But-" Bentley said, but Sly cut him off.
"We're selling this and splitting it up and that's final!" Sly asserted.
"Take us to Percy's, Murray," Sly then said. "This guy will give us top dollar for this."
"Really?" said Casey. Murray started up the van and they raced off.
Bentley sniffed the air and then held his fingers over his beak. "Your new friend really smells!!"
Casey then sniffed himself and blushed. "Gosh...."
"Don't listen to him," Sly said. He then smacked Bentley in the head with his cane. "Must you always be so rude?!"
"I bet this guy is crawling with bacteria and parasites," Bentley said, rubbing his head where Sly had hit him. "And he's tracked muddy footprints all over the floor of the van!!!"
Casey looked down. "Gosh, I'm sorry."
"Stop insulting my friend, you dick!" Sly said to Bentley.
"It's not my fault all your friends are as filthy and smelly as you are," the turtle then said.
Sly groaned at this comment.
"Don't listen to him, cutie," said Veronica, Sly's other assistant. "You're a sexy little one," the blue jay said as she snuggled up close to the other bird. Veronica removed Casey's hat and then took off his shirt, revealing his white undershirt. Randolph's black cheeks lit up bright red.
"Oh my....."
"Easy there, Veronica," Sly said. "You hardly know him."
"Just being friendly, honey," she responded, kissing Casey.
"Why thank you, my sweet," Casey said, regaining his composure and returning the kiss. The two birds now nestled close in the back of Sly's van.
"Disgusting," Bentley said.
Sly sighed as they drove off into the night.