That night I had heard retreating footsteps on the roof. I had never thought anyone could steal from me. ME, The greatest of thieves, stolen from? Impossible. Yet when I went in the safe room, the Mongolian rose, had been stolen. That ruby was the size of a baseball and had taken us 3 hours to steal. No one steals from me, Sly Cooper!
I climbed the steps soundlessly. The musty air clouded my senses. The door to the roof squeaked only the tiniest bit as I stepped out. It just so happened to be raining too. Goody. I saw something move near the satellite for the t.v. At first I didn't see anything. Then I turned around... and I saw
her
The first thing I saw was her eyes. They were the kind that burn right into your soul. Her's flashed with an emerald inferno. Then I saw her lips. They seemed to be painted a navy since her fur was purple, but I knew if I had touched her lips no make-up would come off. Then my eyes took in her hair it was an ebony and it whipped across her face. I was entranced by this beautiful siren sent to torture my heart and soul. The lightning flashed across the sky highlighting something in her hand.
It was the rose!
Just as I acknowledged the twice-stolen artifact she whipped her sword in my face making me fall back.. I blinked and she was gone, but I was still dumbfounded. She was the one who stole it? This was bittersweet. On one side a saw one of the 7 wonders right in front of me. On the other she stole part of my hard work. Now I know how some of my enemies feel.
i do not own sly cooper.
