DISCLAIMER – I don't own Sly Cooper but I own my character Allie!

Sly & the Gang In: Adopting Abandoned Allie – Chapter One

"You seriously think I'm a bad guy!" Allie jumped back and grabbed hold of a pipe above her, flipping herself over it, and perching on it calmly.

"Yeah, gimme one reason why I shouldn't?" Carmelita pointed her gun to Allie, her ears straight up in the air.

"What did I ever do?" Allie stood on the pipe and walked across it, then smashed a window to use for her escape.

"Oh please, you know that you Baxter's always had a connection with the Cooper's. You two families thieved together. Just because you're not like the rest of the Baxter's and Cooper's doesn't mean I can't take you out just in case you change your mind!" Carmelita kept her gun pointed towards Allie.

"Heh, well the game of fox chase raccoon shouldn't be new to you, Carmey. Care to take part in it? You're the fox, I'm the raccoon. Chase time!" Allie back-flipped out the window and ran across a clothes line in between two of the city buildings. She looked down finding herself almost one hundred feet above the streets and sidewalks below.

"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS BAXTER, I JUST KNOW IT!" Carmelita gave up the chase within the first few seconds, catching Sly Cooper and his two friends running along the rooftops nearby.

"Giving up already? So do we agree that I'm not a bad guy now? I never stole anything and I lead a straight life! You're the only cop ever after me! I have friends that are high ranked cops! They don't charge after me!" Allie stood firmly with her fists clenched in anger.

Carmelita didn't respond. Instead she just looked at Allie with an expression of anger yet an expression screaming she wanted to give up and apologize. She knew she was wrong and that Allie wasn't a criminal, but she sure treated her like one. Then, remembering Sly and his gang were nearby, she headed off on the rooftops near them yelling at them.

"No way, Cooper?" Allie whispered to herself seeing Sly dodge a few of Carmelita's shots. Bentley and Murray hopped down into the get away van and drove alongside all the buildings, waiting for the time for Sly to jump down.

Carmelita shot at the van and when Murray, who was driving, tried to dodge the shot, the van spun out and into an alleyway. She smirked and looked to Sly, "Try getting away now ringtail!" She pointed her gun straight at Sly, he had no where to go.

"Man!" Sly thought, "Does she… actually have me this time?" Sly backed up but looked down behind him to see no where else to step or land. He reached the building that was at the water's edge. The other buildings were to far to jump to, to high up to jump down to the base to, and the only other direction was deep water! "No way… I'm boxed in! She got me!" He thought again.

"Finally after all this time I have the chance to put you behind bars and there's nothing in my way!" Carmelita lunged forwards to get to the same rooftop as Sly was on. "End of the line."

Allie snapped a clothes line and grabbed the end of it, pushed herself off the side of the building, and swung down in front of Carmelita. "Hey Carmey!" She exclaimed passing by.

"Baxter! You little- you're working with Cooper? I knew you were a thief! An underdog! I knew it! I knew it!" Carmelita was enraged and clicked her gun, ready to fire at Allie. She fired and missed at Allie who was now on the return trip from the swing.

"You feeling good today!" she swung by into Carmelita's side, knocking them both down. She grabbed Carmelita's gun and pointed it at her. "Because I sure am…"

Sly had never seen Allie before and stood their shocked for a moment. He didn't bother to question the sudden jolt of help though, and looked down to the street below to see the getaway van and also the fact that his comrades had hooked up a trampoline in the shape of the Sly Cooper logo onto the top of the van.

Bentley's voice drained into Sly's binocucom, "Sly, we hooked up a trampoline similar to the one we used to hold the ruby on we stole from Rajan for that Cherry Bomb 500 except this one's big enough to cover the roof of the van. Jump onto it and then on your way down again, fall through the sunroof and we're outta here!"

Murray's voice soon came in afterwards, "And don't forget to put your hands straight above you and your feet together unless you wanna get your arms and legs chopped off by the narrow sunroof!"

Sly spoke into the binocucom, "Okay guys, see you at the bottom!" He looked back to Carmelita at the edge of the building, and Allie with the gun pointed at her. "Thanks Miss…?"

"Baxter, Allie Baxter," said Allie as she tossed the gun at Carmelita's feet once Sly jumped down towards the van, "And that's Miss Baxter to you."

"All you are to me is a thieving raccoon!" Carmelita picked up her gun and stood up, pointing it back at Allie.

"Okay, time to criticize what you said and what you're doing. First off, I'm not a thieving raccoon… I'm just a raccoon! Second, I'm an ex best friend to you and you know it! Third, you're holding the gun the wrong way! And finally, why are you trying to shoot me!" Allie stomped her foot on the ground and straightened out her deep purple beret.

Carmelita sighed frustrated and put the gun back in its holder on her belt. "But why did you help Cooper escape? At least tell me that."

"Long story short, it's in my blood," Allie replied and hopped back across a few rooftops, Carmelita following close behind and talking to her as the two moved back towards the apartment building the chase started at.

"What do you mean 'in your blood'?" Carmelita spoke in between breaths and she hopped from rooftop to rooftop getting more tired each time.

"Come to my place, I'll explain there!" Allie shouted from ten or so yards ahead of Carmelita. She reached the apartment building and perched herself on its edge. Carmelita stood next to her a few moments later.

"It would help if I knew where you lived…" Carmelita pulled Allie to her feet and the two hopped side by side from building to building until they reached a tall, brown one with rich looking apartment rooms inside. "So which one's yours?"

Allie pointed to the really fancy one on the top floor and smiled, climbing through the window of it. Carmelita soon followed inside. "This one is mine." Allie sat down on an expensive looking couch and leaned back.

"Where'd she get all this nice stuff from? She must be stealing from banks or something to afford all of these fine furnishings!" Carmelita thought but said, "Nice place…" An eerie silence set over the room until Carmelita yelled again, "How'd you even get the money for all of this stuff!"

"Um, are you forgetting my dad owns Henderson Vox Inc? He supplied me with some money to get this nice place. Plus, I have a job you know! Just because I'm sixteen doesn't mean I don't work." Allie was offended about how Carmelita seemed to interrogate her instead of just talk to her. In childhood, the two were best friends. Allie missed the friendly talks she used to have with Carmelita.

"Now, about what you said before. What could be in your blood to make you save Cooper and his little pals?" Carmelita flexed her fingers and sat down on the same couch as Allie.

"Well," Allie began, "It dates all the way back to when Evan Cooper met Tyrone Baxter…"