This Fic will be told by my OC's POV. (Her name is Sylvia). It will be tied in with all storylines of the Sly Cooper series, including Thieves in Time. I hope you don't mistake this one with my other Sly Cooper Fic. Anyways, let's begin.
Ch1: From a Hurricane to an Adventure
It had been raining in San Fran for over five days now, the full brunt of the hurricane bombarding the coast. I lay on my bed, waiting for my mom to get the stinking generator running.
"Mom! Are you done yet?!" I would yell, trying to make my voice louder than the rain. "Almost Sylvia! Just hold on for about five more minutes!" she yelled back.
Our family's house wasn't like the others in San Fran. While most of the beach houses there were pretty much above the ground and were swept away instantly by the floods, my dad's superb housing structure was infallibly perfect. Our house was actually underground, about a mile inland, and was reinforced by pure platinum walls.
We had no roof, rather the whole of the house was an impregnable fortress that was covered in armor. The only thing wrong about our house was that we had to wait for at least four days after the hurricane ended to open the door, since the ground would still be soaking wet and our underground fortress was led by an inclined tunnel.
With a flicker of the switchboard, my mom got us all power, my brother and I cheering at her success. "Nice job, maw!" he let out, heading immediately for the bathroom. Mom had told him to wait until she had the power running to go pee, which I was grateful for when he had finally left the room. His voice annoyed me to no end, mostly because he was begging me to allow him to use my bed as a toilet.
"I'm going to play some Sly Cooper!" I exclaimed, hopping to the television and flipping the on switch for the game. I may have known the whole of the four games stories front to back, but for some reason, I always found myself going back to them to get some nostalgia factor. I decided to play number one for now since I always liked the bosses in that game a whole lot. (especially the Mz. Ruby fight.) Anyways, the moment the game started up, I knew something was fishy. As if on cue, the moment the opening cinematic for Sly running on Paris's roofs happened, the screen became covered in white snow. I growled, pressing the power button to restart the system.
The EXACT moment I touched the power button, a flash of lighting had struck the power pole that gave our house electricity. The force of the electric shock going through my body was unheard of as I slowly drifted out of consciousness. "Sis?" I heard my brother say. Little did I know that would be the last word I'd hear him say for the rest of my life.
I didn't know where the heck I was when I woke up, mostly since it was dark as hell out. I picked up my head and looked around, hoping to see any kind of sign as to where I could be. One look at the color scheme of a distant Eiffel Tower, however, and I knew I had to be dreaming. "Huh?" I heard a voice ask from behind me. I looked behind me but I was met with a single hat on the ground. A hat I knew far too well. "Sly..." I gasped, suddenly having my ears perk up.
Wait... how could my ears perk up? I ignored it for the moment and looked behind me, almost on instinct, able to swiftly dodge a yellow gleam of a sharp cane. "Whoa! I come in peace! I promise!" I gulped, not knowing how high I had actually jumped. I looked down at the shadow below me, almost as if he were admiring my jump. "Wow! How can you jump like that?" he asked. It was Sly's voice for sure.
"I... I don't really know..." I gulped, realizing I was in his starting point for the Paris mission of game one. "I think you could be useful... wanna come with?" he asked. How in the HELL could I not say yes?!" I jumped down from the large chimney and ran up next to him, winking happily. "Race ya!" I smiled, running over to the water well where I actually noticed something I don't think I should've: the master thief aura.
"I... I can see pink sparkles... that means..." I gulped, looking at my hands. They weren't hands, though. They were cat paws. CAT. PAWS. "Okay... now I know I'm screwed..." I gulped. I knew it wasn't a dream just because of how real it was. There was no way I could've dreamed this much vividness. "I'm ahead!" Sly chuckled, his figure jumping over the water tower and running along the antennas. "No fair!" I exclaimed, actually running around the thin line of the tower and bounding the whole entire length of the gap between the tower and the duct, now tied with Sly as we entered the laser room.
"Lasers? Who puts lasers in a ventilation shaft?!" I exclaimed, hoping to sound funny. "I dunno, but I know how to handle this," he smiled, jumping down the whole length of them. Not to be outdone, I jumped after him, doing the exact same tricks. "Nice." he smiled, using his cane to smash the alarm system. The door opened and we were in the hallway. "Nice job, you're in!" I could hear Bentley's voice from Sly's ear. 'How can I hear through a binocucom I don't even have?!' I thought. "Inspector Carmelita Fox's office is behind the red door."
After taking two lefts we arrived at the door, Sly attempting to break it open with his cane. "Let me try," I smiled, hoping that, if I was a cat, I could pick the lock with my claws. To my surprise, I was right. The lock didn't have a chance as I opened the door. "Um... how long have you been doing this again?" Sly asked. I smirked at his question as he headed to the safe. "Today's my first day actually," I smiled. Indeed it was, which I could tell made the master thief jealous. "The vault combination is..." I didn't wait for him to finish, as I noticed something outside the door of the office. The shape and hairstyle were a perfect match. It was Inspector Fox.
"Got it! Let's head out!" he smiled, rushing out the door with me in tow. "Criminal!" she exclaimed, jumping down the roof and onto the neon sign. "You foolish raccoon! I've caught you red-" she stopped upon noticing me, which made a kind of awkward situation. "Seems you've made a new ally to your gang already, Sly?" she growled, obviously displaying jealousy. "The name's Sylvia Martin," I smirked, admiring that she would at least acknowledge my presence. "I'd love to stay around and chat, but I just stopped by to pick up this case file. I think you've had it long enough," said Sly, Carmelita letting loose jolts of electricity from her pistol at the platforms we were on. I didn't hesitate to follow him down, jumping down the last of them as Carmelita would've blasted it.
I could see the van in the distance, jumping around the parking lot as me and Sly quickly made our way across. When we held hands for a split second, jumping directly in the back of the van, the trunk closed and the van's driver, Murray, hit the accelerator. "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME, RACCOON!" I could hear Carmelita exclaim in the distance. "Um... Sly?" I heard the turtle ask from in front of me. I'd gotten my seat in the back as Sly switched with Bentley. "Who's this you brought along?" he asked, his thick glasses holding back his true eyes. "Just someone that can not only keep up with me in a race," Sly smiled, "but also helped break into Carmelita's office. She also saw those blue auras, just as I did." I smiled and shook my head. "They may be blue for you, raccoon, but to me, they were a girly pink."