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The Isle O' Wrath had changed in more ways than Sly had imagined once he arrived. Gone were the always-rainy days and in their place were sunny days and the occasional clouds. Raleigh's pirate ship had evolved into a small town, complete with shops and shady taverns. A bridge had been constructed to let the flow of traffic into the Isle. Of course the city was starting to grow around the Isle and it was expanding into the grounds surrounding it. Sly gazed in amazement at the shacks passing him as the Team Van sped past them. "And I thought this place was bad before..." Sly thought.
"Hey Sly!" Murray yelled."This place looks different!"
"Murray," Sly began."You don't have to yell, I'm sitting right next to you."
"Oh...sorry." Murray whispered this time.
Sly grinned.This could be fun."And you don't have to whisper." Sly teased.
"What can I do then!" Murray screamed, obviously not getting the joke. Sly started to chuckle.Murray was too easy to fool around with.
"Whatever you want, big guy." Sly said, half laughing. Murray could now see that Sly was just fooling around and he started to snicker.
"Guys! Quit messing around, we want to find the said 'crystals', don't we?"
"I guess we do." Sly answered.
"Good." Bentley replied."While you guys were having a moronic convestaion, I was doing some research..."
"Why can't we look for cooler objects of power like...keys?" Sly blurted.
"Uh Sly, keys don't have that much power to begin with." Bentley noted. "They just open things."
"Whatever..."
"As I was saying, I did some research on a little thing on my computer I like to call 'the internet' and I found out that one of the keys is located at the local theater around here somewhere."
"That pretty impressive Bentley." Sly said."What website did you use?"
"Wikipedia.I just typed in 'Things you find in rare vases' and I found the crystal info. It works all the time.But back to business. The theater is located just one block from here, in fact there it is." Bentley was indeed right, the theater looked out of place in the city full of shops and housing projects. All of the buildings seemed brand new to Sly. He could barely remember where to go. The Team Van was speeding around the grounds of the isle Sly had explored so long ago. Sly couldn't about stop thinking about how much the Isle had changed. The van screeched to a halt, and Sly jumped out of the van.
"Okay Sly you should explore the theater and get some recon photos. Keep an eye out for crystal #1." Bentley said to Sly from the van.
"Right." Sly replied."What're you guys gonna do?"
"We'll search for a base of operations. You know, a safehouse? We'll give you our coordinates later."
"Right." Sly said again, half listening. The van sped off down the streets. Sly gazed at the theater. For something that had been constructed in the last three years, it looked older than Sly had expected. Sly took out his binoc-u-com."Recon photos, what a waste of time. Just to get me away from Bentley and Murray." He thought as he put the device back in his pouch. Sly walked over to a nearby drainpipe and hatched on to it. His thief reflexes were as keen as ever. He climbed up to the top of the theater. Once Sly jumped of the pipe and landed on the roof, he immediately noticed an air vent near him. With one whack of his cane, the grating fell off and Sly crawled in."They really need to stop making those things so crappily made..." Sly could immediately here voices beneath him.
"Are you sure you're going to win again this year?" one of the voices said.
"How dare you insult my chances?" the other one said in a heavily British, "sophisticated" voice. Where have I heard him before..." Sly thought as he continued to listen.
"I have won 2 times straight, yes it's not that much, but it's more than you'll ever do in your pathetic life." the British voice jabbered.
"Yeah but maybe you couldn't maybe, I don't know, cheat this year?" the other voice replied.
"My gawd Horatio, you actually think cheating doesn't get you places? I didn't become Mayor of this 'town' by playing fair." the stuck-up voice replied." I will win the Talent Competition for a third year and stay mayor..."
"Whatever you say Mayor Raleigh..." Once the words "Raleigh" entered Sly's ears, he could instantly remember who the voice was.Sir Raleigh had stayed off Sly's mind for 3 years.After Sly got Raleigh's section of the Theivious Racoonus, Sly was positve he was locked up in jail. Sly didn't have a clue how Raleigh got out of prison and beacme mayor. He had to get back to Bentley and Murray. Sly could hear the metal in the vent bending."Of all the times you had to break, it had to be now..." The second after Sly finished his thought, the vent broke and Sly fell and landed on the carpetted hallway. Sly looked up and saw Sir Raleigh, enormus iron to hat and all, standing next to a dog, who Sly figured was his stooge.The dog was carrying a large gold trophy.
"Well, if it isn't the racoon who single handedly got me in prison." the frog drawled. "I was certain you had died in some...thieving accident."
"And I was certain you were behind bars." Sly responded."How exactly did you become mayor of this city?"
"Alright racoon, I'll give you the pleasure of me explaining how I came to power. It's quite simple, I win the Talent competition annually, and I become mayor...annually."
"How'd you get out of prison then?" Sly asked.
"It's very easy once you have A LOT OF FREAKIN' CASH FOR BAIL!" Raleigh raged." And now you shall pay for..." Sly could care less about Raleigh's empty threats. All he was concerned about was a trophy Raleigh's stooge was carrying. It was a typical trophy that read "Isle Of Wrath Talent Championship" but Sly could see a wallet sized crystal on top of it. That was all he wanted. There was no doubt Raleigh had a sea of mindless thugs walking around the theater, Sly would have to claim his prize later.
"And that's how I'll kill you...painfully." Raleigh continued."Any questions?"
"Yeah, I'm going to leave, can you stop me?"
"Well that would depend, how do you plan on...COME BACK YOU DIRTY THIEF!" Raleigh yelled as Sly ran for a window. As Sly had predicted, four thugs blocked his only exit. Sly took out some smoke bombs and threw them at the thugs. They couldn't see a thing in the smoke and started to beat each other up. Raleigh and his stooge ran down the hallway.
"What are you doing you idiots!" Raleigh spat."That THIEF is escaping. As the smoke wore off, the thugs turned and saw Sly running. He bashed the window into pieces and paraglided down to safety. Sly could here Raleigh screaming "DAMN YOU RACOON!" as he sped off from the theater. Almost on cue, Bentley reached Sly through the earpiece Sly had on.
"Sly, we found a safehouse near the theater, did you get the recon photos?"
"Recon photos?" Sly repeated. He didn't even bother taking them."Look Bentley, we'll talk once I get back to the safehouse, just tell me where you are."
Raleigh's back, who would've though that? Tune in next time for chapter 3, coming soon!