Sly Cooper fanfic10

Special Thanks to Jammin Jabala for allowing me access to use his OC: Julius Black...

Set after Dead Men Tell No Tales, and before the Cooper Vault Job(BCVJ). The adventures that were never told...

Sequel to Deception...

Untold Chronicles...

Cache Raid

After the sudden stop, along with Dimitri's failed attempts of obtaining "CPR" from Penelope, Sly and a few others jumped out of the vehicle to investigate what had caused a halt in the road.

Bentley and Murray examined the front wheels, spotting a hole that half-devoured one of the Team Van's wheels, as well as a wedged rock between the tire and the bumper, preventing it from any further motion.

The hippo took a firm grip of the stone and yanked it out, allowing the tire free will to continue the travel. While he hooking his hands underneath the bumper and began to lift it, knowing that he would not be needing a jack, Sly simply kicked a few stones slightly to the side, almost feeling like a burden.

Something his eye, some shiny object half-buried within the dirt. The raccoon slowly approached the object, taking precautions in case it were a trap, until he was standing directly over it. He tapped it slightly with his boot and backed up, waiting for a net to drop on him or a large axe to swing down upon him, he waited for something to happen, but with no trap appearing active, it produced the feeling it was all clear.

He bent down beside the object and touched it, before taking a good hold on it with his fingers. He picked it up and observed the object, it was a golden ankh, a piece of Algernon's treasure.

An ankh was an Egyptian piece, it was in the shape of a crucifies, with a jewel placed on the top of it, as it carried many hieroglyphs upon its sides.

Sly had never held Egyptian treasure before, not even when the Cooper Gang was in Cairo, Egypt, yet Captain Algernon had been all around the globe, so recently, he must have stolen from Egypt somehow. The raccoon thought that this pirate could have been more legendary then he was.

"Hey Sly," called Bentley, as his companion rolled over to his side, "What have you found?"

"One of Algernon's golden prizes," he said, presenting the piece of gold art, "a fancy souvenir, wouldn't you agree?"

Bentley eyed the ankh, reaching out and taking it, holding it close to his eyes as he adjusted his glasses, examining it. "Wow, thirty-three carrot gold," he said, studying the hieroglyphs. "I wonder what it says."

"What is says?- How about what it's worth?"

"Considering it's not the usual twenty-four carrots, I'd say it's worth a lot." the turtle replied, turning the ankh as it shined in the sunlight, "You know what this means?"

"We have a nice wall decoration to begin our Egyptian collection?" The raccoon guessed.

"No. We're on the right trail to the fortress," the genius announced, handing him back the ankh. "Obviously, Algernon has hidden a portion of his treasure here on the island, and now we know that this must be Egyptian treasure, and that's worth four times more than we thought we were raiding before."

"Let's get going then, this is something I'd like to see," Sly said, as he placed the ankh within his pouch. Before he followed Bentley back onto the van, he glanced back and spotted Borg, who was starring into the sky. He approached his side and looked up, noticing a flock of birds flying overhead.

He turned his attention to the android again, who had not yet noticed the raccoon next to him. He was simply starring at the birds, and to what Sly could decipher, the android sighed.

Finally, the flock of birds flew away, and Borg turned to find the raccoon eying him. "Oh! I'm sorry sir, am I recommended for something?" The the machine said, after being caught bird watching.

"Relax Borg, I was just gonna let you know that we're going again," Sly told him.

"Ah, I see. Very well, then. Let us go," replied the android, as he and the raccoon leaped into the van.

After a simple minor set back, the Team Van was moving again. Now that they had picked up the trail, they knew where they were going. While he looked over the Seeker's Scroll, Bentley called to the front of the vehicle. "Okay Murray," he said to the hippo, "If we're to avoid another nasty collision, you'll need to drive a little more slowly."

"Don't worry little buddy, I've got this completely under..." the hippo was interrupted, as the van came to another rough halt, "...control."

As he poked his head out of the window, spotting the tire stuck within another hole. He looked back to everyone and smiled, embarrassed.

"Starting now."

Anyway, Review please. Any questions, comments, etc.?