TheLucky38: Well you all know where, or should I say when, Sly is. But what would happen if two powerful time lords, one good and one evil, made a bet about him. To see if Sly can truly allow the timeline to still the same. Or, can make it better for him, but at an ultimate price. He has no idea about the bet at all, since it all leads up to his decision.
I decided to make this story because I just have a few theories. Especially why Carmelita lied to Sly about being a cop. I'm pretty sure there is a pretty good reason why she did it. Could of been decision of changing him or something else. I mean if there was a cave collapsing, and she thought Sly had amnesia, it would give her the first idea right away. Usually, they would be last second ideas. And they are not always good to have. The good thing is that they didn't die in the cave in.
I don't own the Sly Cooper series. I wish they put the pirate ancestor in the 4th game though. Now that would of been awesome. Let's begin, shall we.
Sly Cooper was traveling through a time vortex, unconscious, after the final battle between him and La Paradox. He had managed to save his clan, friends, and the world. But most of all, Sly has saved Carmelita Fox from the same fate that he is enduring. His only regret was never giving her an explanation for everything since the Cooper Vault collapsed in on itself. Why he faked his amnesia, why he had to go back to his old ways, and worst of all, why he lied to her.
He knew that Carmelita would understand. But going back in time, even together, didn't leave any room for them to talk about it. Even if they did find time, she would still be too angry at him. Even angry enough to blast him a warning shot with her shock pistol. Sly didn't blame her though. He had hoped to explain after the time journey was over, but to no avail. Along the way, though, Sly realized that Carmelita lied to him too. Sure he faked his amnesia, but she tried convincing him that he was working as Constable Cooper. An Interpol cop. The last thing he ever wanted to be. But he did it anyway. Just to be closer to her.
The question still remains in Sly's heart. A question that has been unanswered since the Cooper Vault heist. Did Carmelita Fox love him as himself, or her own version of him? When he gets out of this crazy situation, somehow, in any possible way, he'll ask her that question. When Sly does, he hopes that she'll answer him honestly. If not...
As his body travels through the vortex, two figures appeared next to him. One on the left side, and one on the right side. The one on the left was in white monk clothes, covering his body from head to toe, with bright blue eyes, looking down on the unfortunate soul. "It seems that Sly Cooper has been caught in the time stream." he said calmly. Touching Sly's neck, to feel his pulse still moving. "He's lucky to be alive after the blimp hit into the river."
The one on the right, who was in black monk clothes that also covered his body, with bright red eyes, looked at the white clothed man. "Honestly, I didn't care at first if he died. But now that we know he's alive." He puts his hand on his clothed chin, coming up with a devilish idea. "It presents an opportune moment, for the both of us, does it not?" No one could see it, but an evil smile lurks underneath his attire.
"What are you implying, brother?" asked the white clothed person.
"I'm just saying that he's been met with so many unfortunate events. Which started long ago. From his childhood to now. Maybe we should..."
"No! We not allowed to do such a thing!" Interrupted the white monked man. "Unless..."
"Exactly." The black monk said calmly. "We may be equally powerful, brother, but a bet is the only thing that can truly shift the balance."
The white clothed monk sighed, knowing he can never back down his brothers bets. Neither could his brother, of course, but he rarely makes any bets. "Alright then. What do you propose?"
The black clothed monk laughed in triumph. "It's pretty simple, actually. Since this Master Thief, who comes from a long line of thieves, is stuck in the time zone, we might as well make him decide."
"You don't mean..?"
"I do." the blank monk interrupted. "But, knowing that we can't make him choose, we have to try to convince him to. I know that you'll be against it, but I am all for it! For I do believe in justice." he said sarcastically.
"Justice for yourself! We are talking about changing history, based on Sly Cooper's decision." the white clothed monk said. Being defensive against his brother.
"I know, because it's just us! That's why were going to convince him to act on it, or to leave it alone. It will be his decision in the end." He rubs his hands together, confident that he'll win in this endeavor.
The white clothed monk, although sickened by his brothers ambition, nodded his head in agreement. "Fine. What is the bet?"
"I'll gladly say it twice, if I have to." He waved his hand to the left, to show all of Sly's past. When Sly and his family were attacked by the Fiendish Five, his time at the orphanage, when he met Bentley, Murray, Carmelita, his ancestors, and the others, when they battled against the Klaww Gang, common crime bosses, and La Paradox's private army. "We're going to show Sly the important events, both historical and hypothetical, about him, his friends, his ancestors, including his beloved Carmelita. We can choose where, and when, we can take him, and explain how it could, or would, of happened instead. When that's all done, he'll make his ultimate decision. Any rules on your end, brother?"
"Why do you always make me the rule guy?" sighed the white clothed monk.
"Because I hate rules! They rule everything!" He chuckled.
"Oh, ha, ha. Very funny." He said sarcastically. "The rules are that we don't tell him about the bet, until it's been decided, and we don't force him to make his ultimate decision. But we can convince him as best we can. If I win this bet, Sly Cooper will be a free man, going to where he was meant to be, and eventually saved by his friends, including his lover, Carmelita."
"How boring!" he yelled out, pointing at his brother. "Which is to be expected from you! But if I win..." He laughs a little, loving his dastardly plan. "I get to control him, and the future generations of the Cooper clan. With their abilities, and my power, I can control the world with ease. Even better than that imbecile, La Paradox, before he exposed his operations for a pointless vendetta." He raises his hands in the air, in the form of fists. "No cop, no villain, and no individual, can stand in the way of true progress! With a large quantity of chaos!"
The white clothed monk knew this was to be expected from his brother. There was no backing down now. There was no time limit, and endless opportunities to help Sly make his ultimate decision. He just hopes that it will be a decision that will not cost his freewill. He believes that all men and women are good, but have endured lots of pain and suffering in their lives. He wants them to keep moving foreword, and remember not to dwell on the unfortunate past. To not allow them to be consumed by darkness within. If they can understand others, they are wise. If they understand themselves, they are enlightened.
His brother, however, believed that all of the men and women were bad. The only way to ensure a better future is to control them all with tyranny. An iron fist that can never be cut, loosened, or even destroyed. Even by the lawful judgment of his peers. Unless he wants to cause some chaos, whenever he wanted. That power is needed to force everyone to kneel before him. That is the way of his cause, so that the future can be well assured. Well, his future. With Sly, and his abilities as a master thief, he will achieve that goal. If he wins the bet, that is.
But they both know that the neutral party will always be the one who is given that chance. The people. For they have the freedom of choice. Choices to either move on and let things happen as they were meant to be, saving the freedom that has been given to them. Or choose to discard their freedom to have whatever they desired. The only way they can make a decision is to see if they can understand the judgment, arguments, and influences around them. And todays lucky, or unlucky, person was Sly Cooper.
They two brothers nodded in agreement, and with a simple handshake, have started their wager. Both light and darkness have mixed together in a circle, with Sly in the middle of the two. Although they have done smaller bets, like deciding whether or not rain will turn into a major flood in a city, this is the biggest bet they have ever started. If history will change or stay the same. It all depends on Sly now.
TheLucky38: To be honest, I might take a long time on this story. Mostly because I'm busy with all the other stories, and plus it's been awhile since I've played any of the Sly Cooper games. The only people I'll be talking about is Sly, some of his ancestors, his allies, Bentley, Murray, and Carmelita. I won't talk about some villains, Penelope, and Bob. Why Penelope and Bob? Well Bob is more of a gatherer and hunter, while Penelope is way too crazy to understand. What made her crazy, that is still unexplainable. I mean if she really thought La Paradox was under her fingertips, then she should of had a remote for the time machine. Or something like that.
I hope you all liked it. It's a working progress for me, since it's my first Sly Cooper story that just came out in the open, in my mind. Now I just need to figure out who I should start out with. For the black clothed monk, he's a snake. I'm just telling you this now because I'm not going to have him hiss an S. That's like having him order a small sprite, a cheese burger, and a strawberry shake. I doubt that anyone wants to hear a hiss in every sentence. If you want to, use your imagination. For the other guy, I have no idea. Probably a wolf. Maybe. I need to figure out names for them too.
