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Well here's chapter 2! And again I'm sorry that it's a little short but it's just getting started and it'll get longer as it progresses. And yes, the point of view did change and it will change quite often. But I won't do the point of view from a ton of characters. It'll be in 3 points of views so it won't be too confusing but it will change. So, please read and review and let me know what you think!
Chapter 2: A Chase Cut Short
"Cooper!" I shouted as I watched Sly Cooper bolt out the doors to the local history museum. I had just gotten through the threshold of the building before firing off five or six shots from my shock pistol. I growled loudly when he dodged every bullet and they ended up impacting the side of a building. I took off after him, shooting towards him the entire time but only to have the bullets hit against random objects and not the raccoon. I watched as he started climbing up a drain pipe and I followed quickly via the fire escape. I placed my pistol in the holster while quickly climbing up the fire escape. My uniform boots pounded against the metal rungs of the ladder and he was still ahead of me. I growled again when I missed one of the rungs and nearly slipped down one of the ladders but I regained my grasp. That, along with many other reasons, was why I absolutely hated chasing that blasted raccoon at night. I finally reached the top of the building and came to a stop on the opposite side of the thief.
"Freeze!" I roared as I pulled my pistol from the holster again and pointed it towards him. I took my usual defensive stance and got ready to shoot off more rounds at the raccoon. My eyes narrowed when he turned around with a smirk covering his face.
"Hands up, Cooper!" he replied by simply leaning on his family's cane and a moronic smile spread across his smug face.
"Well," I he started, "I was wondering what had happened to you, Inspector. I haven't seen you in a while, I was getting worried." I rolled my eyes and placed a finger on the trigger of my shock pistol.
"Don't give me that, Cooper. You've been robbing places blind and I'm bringing you to justice. All law breakers go to jail eventually and now it's your turn. So put your hands up! Now!" I shouted in his direction. He lifted his paws slightly in the air before chuckling and putting them back down. I growled again and out feel my fur start to bristle. I didn't normally let my emotions show while on a chase but after already having a pretty bad day and chasing Cooper was the last thing I wanted to do.
"You know," he said in his usual mocking tone, "you look really pretty when you're angry, did you know that?" he smirked again and my anger started to rise again.
"Shut up, Cooper!" I shouted. I fired a shot in his direction but he dodged it.
"Now Inspector there really is no need for weapons." he mocked again and I fired off another couple of shots before he bolted off again. I chased after him quickly, firing off more shots the entire time. He sprinted ahead of me and I ran after his as fast as I could. Each time he turned his head to face me briefly I fired off shots each time he either made a flirty of sarcastic comment. He darted behind a building and I was right on his tail. I placed my finger on the trigger again was ready to fire a final shot that would put him in custody when I felt something ram into me head on. Whatever it was knocked me to the ground and I dropped my gun.
I felt the wind leave my lungs briefly and I sucked in air in an attempt to breathe. I was dazed but I felt some sort pillow case or possibly a sack of some sort come over my head and blocked my vision of anything. Before I could pull it off and go for my gun I felt my arms bend behind my back and my own handcuffs were used to bind them together. I was yanked up roughly by both arms and swiftly pulled back into what I could only assume was another alley. I started ramming against my attackers and kicking as hard as I could. I couldn't see but I could hear everything that was going on around. I swung my leg and my foot impacted against something and quickly after I heard a groan. I could only assume I had kicked someone in the stomach, or lower, but I was still being yanked around. I smiled behind my mask and kept struggling against my attackers. There had to be at least two of them and possibly more but there were at least two. I had no idea where I was being led or where I was for that matter but I knew this wasn't good.
"Can't we just leave this one? She's too feisty!" one of the men shouted. His voice was winey and somewhat mouse like.
"No you idiot!" the other one shouted. His voice was a lot deeper and his grip on my arms was stronger, "The boss wants all of them! If we don't give him all twelve we'll be the ones in trouble!"
"Well we'd better get paid good money for this," the weaker one whined out, "That last one was meaner than this one."
"We'll get paid once we give the boss all twelve. We have three left and then we get paid now quit your whining and open the car." The one with the deeper voice ordered. I felt the man on my left release my arms but it was quickly grabbed by the other man.
I heard a van door open and I started kicking even harder. And with my luck nothing happened but the grip on my arms tightened. I finally stopped walking and I tried to shake the cloth off of my head but it was a useless effort. In my struggling in felt a sudden pain in my side. The pain quickly turned to an electrifying jolt and I couldn't help but shriek. I fell backwards and felt my head slam against the concrete. The cloth was quickly pulled up from my face and I looked at the two morons that had grabbed me. I felt my anger start to rise when I recognized the two men. I got ready to jump up and beat the life out of the two but I realized I couldn't move. I could breathe and move my eyes around but that was it. I couldn't move my arms, legs, tail, anything. I could feel my ears start to twitch slightly but the more I looked at the men the angrier I got. The larger of the two men smirked before pulling the bag back over my face and I was surrounded in darkness again.
