Sly Cooper fanfic8

Special Thanks to Jammin Jabala for allowing me use of 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 Seeker's Scroll...

Untold Chronicles...

Melancholy and Repent

As the ordeal continued, Adams and Fitz saw fit to repair the ship by fixing the whole bursts from the creatures. While the coyote held a large flat piece of wood over the hole, the Doberman began to nail it down.

However, one of those monsters instantly began pushing the new board in, attempting to get in. While nailing the board down, Adams switched from the wood to the beast, instantly hammering its snout, cursing "Back off, you bastard!"

Angry, the creature pushed a little more strength through the wood, knocking it down and over the two canines. Now trapped underneath the new board, which they attempted to use to plug the hole, Adams and Fitz were at the mercy of the ever hungry beast. All they could do now was cry for help.

Fortunately for them, the Panda King heard their cries and leaped down the hatch, spotting the two trapped. With fire emitting in his fist, he tossed a flame at the creature's snout. The beast turned its attention away from the two canines and spotted the giant panda, which was more of a meal than its other two victims.

With a lick of its chops, which in its native tongue would be a smile, it charged at the round snack, unaware of the danger. When it finally came close enough, the Panda King jabbed at the beast, sending a burn on its cheek and underneath its throat. After several more Flame-Fu moves, the giant panda knocked the monster out of the ship.

Adams and Fitz slid out from underneath the flat wood, watching as the giant, enraged panda leaped back on deck, without even asking for thanks. While the two saved canines finished their job fixing the hull walls, the Doberman thought, "I thought fat people were supposed to be jolly."

As the Panda King rejoined the others on deck, it was chaos in the Doom Sea. Many sailors were snatched while some were simply knocked into the water, become a quick meal for the rest below.

They appeared to be making a final stand, leaving Adams and Fitz to mind the below, Penelope and Neyla took to the deck, fending off all they could since the ship's population was beginning to drop.

Meanwhile, on the sails, Wilson, along with three other pirates, quickly tied down the mainmast sail, while Sly, single-handed, tied the above.

"All clear, Captain!" the cougar called, keeping a firm grip on the rope to prevent him from falling off.

Suddenly, another creature popped out of the water, and as for Murray, the beast swiped at him, knocking him into the mainmast. With that impact, the mainmast shook, throwing everyone on it off their feet.

Sly quickly hooked the rope to the sail, saving himself. Freddy fell hard on the platform of the crow's nest, luckily not over board. Wilson and his other sail tender were lucky; the cougar grabbed hold of the ropes while the sailor's leg was caught in it, both suspended from the water. The other two sail trimmers, however, cruelly fell into the water, goners were they.

That same beast lurked closer to Wilson and the sailor, eying the sailor with hunger. With an act of misfortune, the creature snatched the helpless sailor in its jaws and swallowed him whole.

Now only to the cougar, but to a lot of witnessing eyes, such as Sly, Penelope, Murray, and Neyla, did the sight say that Wilson was next.

The creature closed in on Wilson, the cougar kicked him away, "Back off you sea serpent bastard!" he said, pulling out his shotgun and blasting it, "Cougar's not on the menu!" After several shots from the firearm, the beast finally knocked the sail board. The impact cut the ropes he was holding on to, causing him to let go of the shotgun and grab the sail, unfortunately, due to his missing claws, Wilson was left struggling for his life.

Freddy popped his head up from the crow's nest, looked all around, "Coast is clear," he murmured to himself. Finally, he spotted his cougar friend, hanging for dear life at the mercy of the beast, which was about to strike and snatch him away. The possum gasped, feeling as if Wilson needed some help. "Martian Scout! Do something!" He called.

"Well Freddy I would, but that would involve me getting up," I told him, "Handle it yourself."

With that, Freddy dug into his pockets, searching for something useful. Finally, he pulled out the Chalice, its gold and encrustation of gems. That was when the possum thought, all of his problems began with swiping this piece of shiny gold. With that, the possum tossed the Chalice at the beast as it struck.

Wilson closed his eyes, not wishing to see the rest, and heard the sound of teeth biting metal. The cougar opened an eye and saw the creature and a chalice launched in its mouth. Suddenly, he lost his grip and released the sail, only to have a pair of greasy hands grab his own. He looked up and spotted Freddy, whose tail was hanging from the upper sail.

Wilson, along with other witnessing eyes were shocked, Freddy had saved his life. The possum's attention turned to the creature, whose mouth was wrapped around the Chalice; the beast tried and tried to shake off the Chalice but gave up and sunk back into the sea.

R&R.