Author's Note: This is just a few chapters about my own original character(s). It gives some background information along with what she looks like and how she met the Cooper Gang. The first few chapters talk about her childhood and its get Sly and the others involved in later chapters

Disclaimer: I don't own the Sly Cooper characters, they belong to Sucker Punch Productions and the Crash Bandicoot characters belong to whatever company owns them now, they've had so many developers make their games I've forgotten who owns them now. I also don't own the Cortex emblem.

Claimer: I own all of my characters, Ramona Bandicoot and her siblings with the few mentioned above along with her parents.

Alright, this story is starting to wrap up; I'm probably only going to have one more chapter after this. After this is done I'll keep posting oneshots and maybe another story if I can ever think of a good idea (: anyway, please ready and review!

Chapter 9: Fulfilling the Job

My eyes snapped open when my alarm clock started blaring. I quickly shut it off and sat up. I knew what I would have to do toady and I could only hope and pray that things would go smoothly and everything would work out. As I stood up and walked into my bathroom, I couldn't help but wonder if Sly would actually fulfill his end of our bargain. After being a thief for the past five years, I have made many deals with old acquaintances but only have them blow up in my face. Everything has happened from behind left high and dry to being placed behind bars. And if that happened, my brother and sister would be there to break me out and now I had to do the same for them.

I showered and dressed quickly and was out the door in half an hour. We had decided to meet early so we could sit at the coffee shop and drink something warm while talking about how everything would be carried out. It was still early morning when I stepped outside of my apartment complex. The sky was a soft powder gray color and as I passed shops, they were either closed or just opening. I always love Paris in the spring time; everything was always peaceful and usually had the clichéd romantic feeling to it. I turned the corner and my eyes locked onto my destination. The l'arôme de Paris coffee house had only been open for half an hour and I was surprised to see the number of customers already sitting and enjoying a cup of coffee before work.

I was also surprised to see Sly already sitting at a table outside the shop. He looked up from his paper as I approached and motioned for me to take a seat next to him. I sat in the black, iron chair and shifted the fallen hair from my eyes. He handed me the paper he was reading and I saw that a floor plan of the police station was tucked away inside.

"There's a supply closet on the western side of the building and I've already scoped the place out. The chief of police is a heavy, heavy smoker and he usually smokes in his office." He said as my attention returned to him.

"Alright, how does that help us?" I questioned as I handed him back the newspaper.

"It helps us because he smokes with the window open and he usually keeps the window open when he goes to get his meals from the cafeteria. If we get to that station in an hour and a half then we can sneak in through the window while the old badger gets his breakfast. Then after we're in we get out of the office and into the supply room, steal a couple of uniforms and waltz out the doors. And then we find the spare keys, get to the cells, break out your siblings and my friends and then we make a break for the front door. We'll get them to make a run for it back at my hideout and we stay in uniform and act like we're chasing them. Lead the real cops away from them and them meet at the safe house after we're in the clear."

"What about security cameras? It's the police station, you know it's going to be littered with them." I said as I thought his plan through.

"Don't worry about them. I may have no idea how to turn them off but why would they need to check them? We're not going to take anything from the office, just walk through it and then we'll be in disguise the rest of the time. And the guards are getting breakfast at that time, we'll be completely secure."

"Are you sure?" I was never ready to go full force on a plan that had potentially fatal flaws in it.

"Positive. And even if we do get caught, then we all run for my safe house. That'll draw attention away from your home and you can make your escape. Just trust me on this."

I nodded and we both silenced our plans when a waiter came to out table and placed two mugs of coffee and a plate of scones down before strolling away.

"I hope you don't mind but I ordered you the same thing I did." He said as we took out mugs in our paws.

"That's fine," I said as I sipped at my coffee, "Did you figure all this out overnight?" he shook his head as he sat back in his chair.

"No, I'm around that place enough I pretty much know their schedule." He gave a smirk and I gave a chuckle. We finished off the coffee and the scones before Sly paid the waiter and we set off for out destination.

We stuck to the shadows of the buildings and allowed the early morning semi-darkness conceal us. I let Sly lead us through the alleyways until we reached the headquarters. We looked up and saw that the chief's window was open and would be easy to reach. There would be a thirty minute gap for us to enter the building and get in our disguises.

"Can you get in from down here?" Sly asked when we started to make our way up. I nodded and we started climbing. He took the nearby drain pipe and I used my usual tactic of using my claws to climb upward.

Sly entered first and scoped the room out before giving me the signal to enter. I pulled myself in and we entered the office of the police chief. The room had the unbearable odor of cigar smoke and the place was littered with papers and files. We made our way through the room and Sly opened the door with caution. He looked up and down the hall before waving for me to follow. We scampered to the supply closet only a few feet from the office and he kept lookout while I picked the lock. The door opened with ease and we both entered. After closing the door quickly, we both searched the racks in search of a uniform that would fit our frames.

The uniforms were all pressed neatly and held inside protective sheet covers. After searching for the correct size, I finally found one and slipped it on over my clothes. After everything was squared away and I looked like an officer, I turned and saw that Sly was also ready. I pulled my hair up into a bun and walked out the door. We walked sided by side down the narrow hallway. I chest tightened as we passed by another officer but we received a nod of greeting. We nodded in return and I relaxed.

"Do you have any idea where we're going?" I whispered. He nodded and pointed towards a hallway that was to the right.

We entered the hallway and walked the short distance before rows of holding cells started appearing. We searched each cell until we found the two we were looking for. They were side by side and the three males were in one and the other held the only female. We stopped in front of both cells and I shot a glance to Sly.

"Keys?" I questioned. He said nothing but simply held up two fingers and swung the key ring from them. He searched for the correct key and eventually found it. After sticking the key in the lock and twisting, the door slid opened and he handed the keys off to me. I did the same and motioned for my sister to come out. As we removed the handcuffs from our teammates, the plan we related to them and they simply nodded.

My heart could have exploded in my chest when I heard two very familiar voices yell from the other end of the hall. I looked up and saw two of my other siblings, Carmelita and my younger brother Nicholas. They drew their shock pistols and started calling for backup.

"Go!" Sly yelled and pushed us towards an exit. All six of us sprinted along the halls and jumped and weaved past other officers along with dodging bullets. I felt a bullet whiz past my leg but I went uninjured. I felt my brother grab my arm and yank me forward when I realized I was slowing down. It was this uniform, I wasn't used to being restricted with a belt around my waist and it was slowing down my running.

Sly and I both discarded the uniforms in the streets after we had reached outdoors. By now the sun had already risen and everything was illuminated in a soft yellow. We ran in a line with Sly leading and my brother bringing up the rear. I was honestly sick of being chased by police two days in a row but I decided I would worry about that later. With it being this early in the morning, not many police were at the station so there weren't that many pursuers. After we had been running for a good twenty minutes, we heard no more sirens, no more bullets being fired, no more shouting, and no more running.

To play it safe, we ducked out in Sly's hideout until the coast was clear. I sat on the floor as my breath came in heaves and I felt my legs burn. I looked around and was happy; my siblings were out of jail and safe. I could tell Sly was happy also since his best friends were safe too. I didn't know whether or not to also say they were mine since I was taken away so young but I still felt comfortable around all three men. We all stayed and talked until the sun started setting and my siblings and I made a decision to leave.

My siblings led the way to the door and allowed Sly to open it. The three of us said our goodbyes to Sly, Murray, and Bentley and they exited the small home. Before I exited however, I gave Sly and glance and thanked him for everything. He did the same for me and felt him ruffle my hair. I let a laugh escape my mouth before I let my legs carry me quickly to my apartment.