Sly Cooper fanfic12
Set after Dead Men Tell No Tales, and before the Cooper Vault Job(BCVJ). The adventures that were never told...
Sequel to Cache Raid...
Untold Chronicles...
Lockout
Things looked grim for them, now that they were cornered into a wall with limited ammunition, Murray was the first one to believe it was all over for their adventures. Penelope's fingers danced along the keyboard as face as she could breathe, the knowledge that their lives depended on her hacking the terminal was not exactly the pressure she needed at the moment, but now that she was panicking mentally, it only made things more complicated to concentrate on their objective. Pierce didn't bother taking the time to aim, the husky simply squeezed the trigger on the Humvee turret and fired electric bolts of stun rounds out into the dark, watching as their independent lights lit up the woods around them. Fitz, finally, kept his footing and stance firmly stable on the grass as he sprayed fifteen bullets per second of armor-piercing rounds out at every moving shadow, cursing at them.
The werewolves advanced, some coming into sight while some continued to hide into the shadows, waiting until they found the best approach that would take their prey down. Given the rate and amount of firing that they were setting off, they would be out of ammo soon, and they could finally move in.
After several rounds in this two-man line of fire, Fitz's conc-rifle unfortunately jammed in the middle of his magazine capacity. With no longer and use for the weapon, considering it would take him a while to take the gun apart to unjam the damn thing, and also considering the fact that they had only a few seconds before the creatures came into sight, he ditched the weapon and pulled out his duel pistols. With each one loaded in a single hand, he fired in the direction that indicated moving shadows.
Pierce had obtained a headache after the continuous firing of the turret, and he felt as if he had just gone deaf. He was taken off guard as a werewolf leaped and landed on the roof of the Team Van, right in front of him, and barked. He disengaged from the chain-gun and leaped off the roof to avoid becoming the next kill of the beast. He landed with the other three, only a single revolver armed in his hand. The husky stood against the wall and fired at the creature with three shots. One missed, but the other two had knocked it clear off the vehicle.
The four of them stood cornered to the walls, without another escape route or option to take. There was no where else to go, and they were out of time. The creatures came closer, barking and howling at the upcoming kill, and to the pirate commandos' surprise, they began to... whine?
Using the light of the lanterns all around the station entrance, they all could spot much smaller, tiny insects crawling all over their forms, while they attempted to scratch and bite them off. But this mysterious pests proved too tough much for them, and as they whined and attempted to roll over and shake them off. No good.
The four were quite bewildered and astonished by these tiny and sudden allies that were distracting and pestering the werewolves, they never noticed the fifth person, as he strolled by and stood beside them, hands behind back, and watched the sight. They all looked at the familiar face and were surprised immediately at the smiling mug of the rodent, Frederick Opossum.
"Hey'a Freddy!" Fitz welcomed, turning his gaze away from the dancing creatures, "Where've yuh been all dis time?"
"Oh, you would not believe what I was just through," the rodent informed them, "you met the colony?"
"Colony?" Penelope repeated.
"Yeah, the colony of Howler ants. They kidnapped me, enslaved me, and after all the time of hauling in big rocks over my back, before I knew it, I was one of their colony. Says so from the Queen herself..."
"What? That doesn't really make perfect sense."
"It didn't to me either, but I just decided to go along with it, and what do you know?-- now we have a whole colony of allies. I'll gladly introduce you all to them if you'd like."
"Thank you for the offer, but maybe later," Penelope concluded, turning back to the terminal and began to rapidly type into the system again.
After delivering the chemicals and schematics, Arpeggio reentered the laboratory, where Noah's eye was fixated on every camera screen in the complex facility. At the moment, two out of three groups of outsiders were right where she wanted them. Captain Sly Cooper and two of his allies were trapped within a laser cage, with several specimens waiting outside the cage, and Sergeant Wilson was now engaged in combat with a single specimen, meaning it would test their close-combat capabilities.
However, it was the third group of outsiders that had her anxiety, for a machine. The specimens appeared to be infested and overrun by the tiny organisms of Howlers' Island. Perhaps it was not smart to allow the intelligence enhancement formula to be spilled through the soil, after all, it would appear any organism could be easily mutated by chemicals, thus includes the native ants. But what was most confusing was that the insects had never interfered with the Professor's projects. Why had they suddenly decided to attack prized specimens such as the werewolves--and now?
The admin AI rotated her red eye to meet with the parrot in an android's body, "Unit two-one, have you delivered the products to the Professor's associates?"
"Yes..." He replied, slight deviousness visible in his voice. "Indeed, I have..."
"Very good." Noah replied, rotating to face the white tigress clone, still floating within the cloning tube. "Now then, we shall begin mind reprogramming for the clone specimen and begin-"
She never got the chance to finish that sentence, her words interrupted with instant static that made her red eye begin to blink repeatedly, as if the system had a bug in it. What she hadn't noticed behind her, when she had looked away from the android, was that Arpeggio had plugged his own wiring into the back of the sphere and uploaded his personal computer virus.
"Sorry, Noah," he apologized to the AI, "but I have completed my primary programming, and I no longer take orders from you or the Professor. I have other plans to attend to, for I am loyal to my own employers, so I will be relieving you of duty."
Without a second warning, Noah's red eye faded and fell black, and was soon replaced with a blue light, Arpeggio's eye. With the AI no longer in service, he had taken her place, he had become the new administrator... The entire complex facility, everything on the island, was now under his control.
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