Carmelita P.O.V.
I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was still kind of blurry. Once my vision cleared up, I found myself in some sort of hideout. A green turtle was looking over me. The green turtle had on thick glasses. I immediately recognized the turtle as none other than Bentley, the smartest member of the Cooper Gang. I was wondering why I was in the Cooper Gang hideout. The last thing that I knew before blacking out was Neyla using some sort of telekinetic powers to hurl a fifteen year old human boy into the jungle. Then, I felt my chest being slashed in two by a jade colored knife. I was passed out. I don't know how long I'd been out for. It must've been out for a long time.
I looked down at my chest to find that there was stitches strewn vertically across my chest. The stitches were small. It looked like an amateur tried to stitch in stitches on somebody. I found my self in an room. Bentley was in the room with me. I raised my body up. It hurt like a hijo de puta (motherf**ker in Spanish).
"Easy there, Carmelita." Bentley said to me. "You need to rest yet. You have been seriously injured. I tried my best to stitch up your wounds."
"Why couldn't you have just taken me to a hospital?" I asked the turtle.
"The nearest hospital is 106 miles away." Bentley said to me. "I tried the best that I could do to save your life."
It was then that I noticed that I wasn't wearing my familiar tan police jacket that I always wore. I spotted my jacket. It was hanging out to dry. I wished that I could be wearing my chaqueta (Spanish for jacket) right now.
I slowly rose my body out of the makeshift hospital bed. It was difficult for me to walk properly. I eventually made it to the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and I looked at myself in the mirror. My sleek vixen physique was great. My orange fur and my dark blue hair were still intact. I was wearing a white T-Shirt. My pants were still on me. I looked at my self in the bathroom mirror for what seemed like hours. I exited the bathroom after a certain period of time. I noticed a fifteen year old human being standing beside Bentley. The boy had dark brown hair that was messy and wild. He was wearing a red shirt with vaqueras (Spanish for jeans) on. He had blue eyes. The boy looked familiar to me. Almost as if I seen him before. I couldn't quite put my finger on where I had seen that boy before.
"Hi Carmelita." The boy said to me. "Glad to see that you're okay."
"Who are you and how do you know my name?" I asked the boy.
"My name is Julius Kore. And I seem to remember you interrogating me a couple of weeks ago back in Paris on your way back from Cairo." The boy explained to me.
Suddenly, a flash of memories raced before my eyes. I suddenly remembered interrogating a boy named Julius back in Interpol HQ in Paris, France. I asked Julius some questions like where he was from and how he came into this universe. I remember him telling me that he came from a world that was similar to this world, except it had people that looked like him inhabiting the world. He told us that me and Neyla were "video game characters" in his world. Me and my partner Neyla put Julius through a lie detector test to find out if Julius's statements were true or not. The lie detector determined that everything Julius had said about his world was true. I let Julius go. That was the last time I ever saw him until now.
"I remember now." I said. "You were the boy who me and Constable Neyla interrogated a few weeks ago. You told me that you came from a parallel universe that is similar to this world, except that it was inhabited by humans."
"Yes." Julius said to me. "I was the exact same boy that you interrogated several weeks ago."
"Ok." I said. "You're name is Julius Kore, isn't it?"
"Yes." Julius said to me.
"I was just checking." I said.
"We need to find the van!" the turtle said.
"What van?" I asked Bentley.
"The Cooper Van. You know, the van in which Sly and the gang use to escape their various heists." Julius said to me.
"You mean the blue van that has a blue raccoon symbol on the back of it." I said.
"Yes." Bentley said. "That's the van I'm talking about."
"Where is the van?" I asked Bentley.
"I don't where where the Cooper Van is located." Bentley said. "That's why we have to find out where it is."
Me, Bentley and Julius got ready to leave the hideout in search of the Cooper Van. I couldn't wait to get out of this Indian jungle.