A/N: HERE'S SETO! With the newest chapter of Sly 4: The Sinister Seven. Sorry I took so long, I had problems with my editor. He made a message for you (please note that this isn't my ONLY story I'm writing)!

[A note from my editor to the readers]: 'I am terribly sorry I had kept all you loyal fans waiting for SetoshiArenhariKai's stories to be released. I guess I owe all of you an explanation, you see- I was busy with numerous side projects including preparing for college again and artwork and the likes. So, balancing so many different things at once can be quite tedious and such a long chapter can be hard to manage. Well I hope you enjoy more of his stories!'

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Disclaimer: See previous chapter.


Chapter 1:
Recon in the Rain

Paris, France. The Cooper Hideout. 10:27 p.m., Saturday.

Sly and the gang stood around Bentley as he typed furiously on the computer as though if he didn't reach the information in time it would disappear.


Sly:

We called in a favor and got the latest Intel on 'The Sinister Seven'. Apparently, Raleigh set up his operation in a familiar place in the Caribbean.

Blood.

Bath.

Bay.

Heh, road trip!

Last time we were at Blood Bath Bay, a man known as LeFwee had complete control over the place, but now we think Raleigh has control because of his 'pirate nature'.

Donning our disguises, we set out West to take down Raleigh. Raleigh built a gigantic submarine; similar to his 'Storm Machine', this sub made it rain 24/7 in the Caribbean… but I think it does more than just make storms…

We set up shop, in the same place we were last time, while the sub is docked. Raleigh's goons were posted all around town with the normal pirates; the pirates don't seem so happy. Ships were upgraded and are now protecting the keep and the sub behind it. Whatever that thing does, it means trouble… and trouble will bring only one thing- us.


Sly and the Gang in…

Eye of the Storm


Blood Bath Bay, Caribbean Sea. Building selected for position of Safe House. 8:30 a.m., Monday.

Rain pitter-pattered over the pirate town as strange squid-guards patrolled the streets alongside the pirate dog inhabitants. The town was the same as it had been except behind the keep was a humongous submarine with a device on the top that shot out a stream of energy that made it rain; there was also a device on each side of the sub. On the other side of town was a rundown building (not much different from the other rundown buildings) with a familiar van outside.

After settling in, purchasing gadgets, etc, Sly slipped out of the Safe House, climbed up a rope, and landed onto the roof. Sly twirled his family cane, glad he had it back, and stepped over to the near center of the roof, a few steps away from to the catapult of course. Sly stuck his hand in his pouch and produced a small, strange device and then applied the device to the roof; he stepped back, and pulled out his binocucom; Bentley popped up on the second communication window.

"Hey Bentley, I set up the device like you said. What does it do?" Sly asked.

"That device will keep Raleigh and the police from tracking our IP address. That way, we can access the internet and TV channels for free, get no viruses, and no one can find us." Bentley explained.

"Cool. Free cable." Sly said.

"DIDN'T YOU LISTEN? RALEIGH AND THE POLICE CAN'T TRACK US!" Bentley exclaimed.

"Scream any louder and they will. Yeah, I heard. So, anything else you need me to do while I'm out and about?" Sly asked.

"I think some recon is in order. Take some pictures around town so we'll be familiar with the territory." Bentley said as Sly panned over to one of Raleigh's guards that stood not far from the Safe House. "Take a picture of one of the guards for a start." Sly zoomed in on the guard and tapped his finger on the upper right button on his binocucom. The binocucom snapped a picture and Bentley continued: "That device on its head is designed so that it will collect water from the rain made by the new 'Storm Machine'. That way, Raleigh's squid-guards can breathe on land!"

Sly leapt from rooftop to rooftop until he reached the dock that connected to the Cooper ship.

*SNAP*

"Yup, that's our ship. After the Cooper Vault incident, Penelope and I upgraded it. Our ship may come in use later in the operation."

Sly hid under a table as a pirate flashlight guard walked by. "Man, I hate my new boss. All this tech stuff gives me the creeps." The guard grunted as he walked by.

'That was interesting…' Sly thought to himself. Note: Pirates don't like Raleigh; filed under 'Useful for later'. He crawled back out from under the table and climbed back onto the rooftops. 'Ah, rooftops, a thief's best friend…' Unfortunately, a squeak interrupted his thoughts. Apparently, a Chihuahua pirate guard spotted Sly. '…except when a guard is posted there…' Sly leapt back to dodge the pirate's attack as it tried to tackle him. Sly whipped his cane around, knocking the pirate off the roof (effectively knocking him out).

He continued across the rooftops, dodging enemies, not seeing anything new around until he saw a familiar figure. "Carmelita?" He asked quietly to himself as he snuck over and took a picture of her; she stood on the small island next to the main town.

*SNAP!*

"What is SHE doing here? *sigh* Turn up the earpiece to listen in on her conversation; it looks like she is on the radio." Bentley said.

Sly pressed a button on the side of his binocucom and listened carefully. "Alright, Chief, according to intelligence the Cooper Gang is somewhere in this town." Carmelita said.

"Fox, you better not let me down. I could have sent any other cop, but you've invested too much time in this so I had no other choice. Interpol is in shambles after that party; not only because of Cooper, but also because of the Fiendish Five and Klaww Gang members as well. Keep on your toes. AND IF YOU FAIL ME, YOU WILL FIND YOURSELF IN THE UNEMPLOYMENT LINE FASTER THAN… than… well, YOU'LL HAVE TO FIND YOURSELF A NEW JOB!" Chief Barkley said.

"Yes, Chief. I'll report back later on." And with that, Carmelita put her radio away and began her search for the Cooper Gang. "Where are you Sly?" (*) The fox said as she walked off, unknowing of the fact Sly was behind her the entire time.

Sly continued around the islet and walked up to the keep.

*SNAP!*

"Hmm… Raleigh raised the drawbridges like LeFwee… but, like LeFwee, he doesn't trust his men and left the secret entrance as it was… how about sneaking in and see what's going on?" Bentley suggested.

Sly leapt from floating crate to floating crate until Raleigh's sub was in view. Sly landed on the dock just as the door burst open. Surprised, Sly leapt back along the crates until he was on one of the sturdy platforms, just out of sight. Raleigh, along with two squid-guards and a golden retriever pirate, stepped out of the keep.

"We will be back in one hour Lieutenant Hound." Raleigh explained to the nervous pirate. "A passenger liner is passing by several leagues away from here. I do not want to miss this chance to test the new upgrades to the wave generators. Keep everything ship-shape for my return and keep on the lookout for the Cooper Gang. Their van has been spotted upon its entrance into town but no one has been able to find it again."

"Aye Aye Sir." The Lieutenant said as he nervously glanced between Raleigh and the squid-guards.

Sly pulled out his binocucom. "Hey Bentley, Raleigh is right there! Should I take him?"

"ARE YOU MAD? Raleigh can grow to over TWICE his size by the swallow of a bug! No, sneak onto the sub and take some recon photos during the voyage. If I heard right, you'll only be out for an hour. Go now!" Bentley cried.

Raleigh and his squid-guards climbed onto as the pirate dog walked back into the keep, not even bothering to watch out for stowaways, especially the one who snuck onto the sub right behind him.


10 minutes later…

Sly jumped down from the top of a crate and, in one hit, knocked a squid-guard unconscious; he was in a medium-sized room filled with crates. "Okay Bentley, what should I do?"

"Search *static* sub *static* until *static* wait… can you hear me now? I turned up the signal, a risky move might I add, so we could communicate. The distance combined by the density of the sub's hull distorts the signal. Anyway, search the sub until you find anything interesting." Bentley said.

"That's it?"

"Well, we don't know Raleigh's 'Master Plan'. That's why you're there."

"Okay, Okay."

Sly put away his binocucom and stepped out of the storage compartment; he was at the end of a long hallway. He ran down the hall, turned a corner, ducked into an adjacent bathroom to dodge a guard, and then kept going. Sly froze. Two squid-guards were posted an intersection of hallways.

"Remember, we are to stay here and not move for anything until the end of the trip." One said.

"Right, move for nothing." The other said.

Sly thought for a moment, smiled, and walked casually up to them. "'Sup, how are you?" He said to the first one.

"We're just standing here, moving for nothing; how about you?"

"Sneaking around, trying to find what Raleigh is up to."

"Well, if you just go down this hall, you'll find the boss's room and he'll probably have the plans out right there. It'll be a piece of cake since it's unguarded and the boss is in the bridge."

"Thanks." Sly ran down the hall with Raleigh's room.

"Why'd he talk to you?" The second guard asked the first guard.

"Maybe it's because of my charming smile?" The first guard answered.


Sly silently closed the bedroom door so no one could sneak up on him. Raleigh's room was simple enough; a pool of water with several lily pads floating in it, a jar of bugs next to said pool, a wooden dresser, a walk-in closet, and a metallic desk with blue papers labeled 'Sub Blueprints' laid out on it.

Wait…

'Why don't I have a walk-in closet?' That's not important! 'I can still get one though, right?' Sure… Anyway, Sly crept over to Raleigh's desk and began taking photos of the blueprints.

*SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!*

"Hmm… these blueprints are slightly distorted but we can still think things through. The designs depicted imply seismic generators placed on the sides of the sub… but why? Sneak to the bridge and take some photos. We might learn more since Raleigh is there…" Bentley said.

"Okay… hey, Bentley? Could we get a walk-in closet later?" Sly asked.

"What?"

"Never mind…"

Oi vey…


Sly crept through the air vents as Bentley guided him using the photos of the blueprints. Luckily, no one installed the grate for the vent in the bridge. Sly climbed out of the vent, everyone's backs turned, and leapt up onto the piping above. "Okay Bentley, no one can see me and I'm in the bridge." He whispered.

"Listen in on their conversation and take any needed photos."

"Okay everyone! Places! Target that luxury liner!" Raleigh said, and indeed, a luxury liner cruised not far from the sub's position, happily unaware of the immediate threat.

"Seismic pulsars online!" One of the squids said.

"Energy levels topped charts!" Another said.

"Target locked!" Yet another squid said.

"Fire!" Raleigh exclaimed.

The sub rumbled, rocked, shook, and whatever other tumbling motion that I didn't think of. Suddenly, the shaking stopped. The bow of the ship tipped up dramatically as a wall of water rose from nowhere. Sly began snapping pictures like mad as the rogue wave continued until it hit the passenger ship and it sank to the depths in an instant.

"Oh dear lord! That's what the seismic generators are for! They replicate underground movement that causes tidal waves! He didn't just make a 'Storm Machine'… he made a 'Wave Machine'! The most vast and powerful force on Earth is at Raleigh's fingertips! Stay hidden until the sub reaches port. We need a plan…" Bentley concluded as miniature subs collected debris from the wreck caused by Raleigh's latest insidious scheme…


A/N: Hope you liked it! Comments? Questions? Concerns? If you spot any errors in text, please post a response to alert me and I will correct it at the earliest convenience.

*: She said 'Sly', not 'Cooper' or 'Ringtail'.

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