Emily and Bentley have arrived at the Contessa's prison in Prague. Emily hadn't been feeling too great the past three days. She was fading in and out of consciousness due to the poison that was coursing through her veins, courtesy of a poison dart that was put in there by a rogue Indian tribe that betrayed Emily while in the jungle. Emily tried her best to alleviate the effects of the drug by eating healthy fruit and drinking plenty of water. That seemed to alleviate the effects of the poison temporarily for the time being. Bentley parked the Cooper Van inside the garage of the safehouse. He and Emily went to work on a plan on how to free Harley and Sly from the prison.
Harley Keener was high as a kite on spice. The Contessa wanted to "open" up his mind by having Harley take in mass quantities of spice. Harley refused to consume the spice despite not knowing what spice was. The Contessa blackmailed Harley into consuming the illegal spice by threatening to do some violent, Mortal Kombat style beatings to his sister if he didn't consume spice. Harley had no choice but to consume spice. He was looking at surreal imagery. He was on a whole another. The Contess was up on the roof making her rounds. Harley opened his eyes. The surreal imagery left his vision instantly. Harley wondered what just happened.
A few moments ago, Harley discovered he had the ability to generate electricity from his body. He had no real idea of why or how he was able to generate electricity from his own body. He used it to knock Murray down after he inadvertently attacked him in a spice fueled rage. Harley needed to get Sly, Murray and himself out of the Contessa's prison before it was too late. Harley needed to look for Sly. He used the infrared scanner in his bionic left hand to scan the walls for Sly's location. He found out where Sly was at. He was in Cell Block D. Harley headed over to Sly's location. He used his electrokinetic powers to override the motion sensors on the guards. They were shocked.
"Sly! Are you in here?" Harley called out, hoping that Sly would hear him. Sly Cooper looked up to see Harley standing there in front of him.
"Harley! What are you doing here?" the raccoon asked the human boy.
"I wanted to know where you were at. Plus, I figured you needed company." Harley said to Sly. "I contacted Bentley not too long ago. He said he is looking for a way to free you from this hell hole."
"Good. I can't wait to get out of this prison!" Sly said.
"Let's just hope Bentley knows what he's doing." Harley said.
Bentley was atop a parabolic dish that allowed him to get to see The Contessa on the prison wall. He wanted to get the best vantage point to the Contessa without being seen, Emily was left behind to watch over the hideout while he was away. Emily was starting to fade in and out of consciousness due to the poison that was slowly coursing through her veins. Bentley saw the giant spider lady rhat was the Contessa making her rounds on the prison walls. Bentley wanted to know what the Contessa was planning for Harley, Sly, and Murray. He also wanted to know where Harley, Sly and Murray were at. He decided that the best way to gain information from the Contessa was to hit her with his sleep darts. His sleep darts were equipped with feathers that vibrated near sound frequencies. When Bentley would hit his sleep darts on the Contessa, he would be able to hear everything she said from his position.
The turtle aimed his sleep darts at the Contessa. He fired the dart at her. The dart hit the Contessa's body. She began to speak.
"The Klaww Gang is falling apart, spice shipments have been stopped. I never would have joined Interpol if I'd known it would be this easy to disrupt the plan. At least the Cooper Gang is under lock and key... Their lopsided morality flies in the face of man's inherent selfishness. Ah well... they'll see it my way soon enough." The Contessa said. Bentley fired another sleep dart at the Contessa.
"Those fools at Interpol. They keep sending me criminals snd I keep making money. How come no one ever thought of this before? Hypnotize criminals and force them where they've hidden their fortune... I'm a genius! If only I had more spice to help me with the hypnosis!"
Bentley fired a third dart into the female spider's body.
"That blasted Cooper Gang! The smart human kid. What's his name? Harley? Yes, Harley. He'll be the first to break. Such a complex mind he has. Apparently he suffered a recent tragedy. I want to delve into his complex mind, see what makes him tick. There's also the hippo, Murray. I should probe his feeble mind. God only knows how much wealth the Cooper Gang has collected. They must kept it in a vault somewhere."
Bentley fired one more sleep dart at the Contessa.
"That Sly Cooper... such a complex and rebellious mind. A few weeks in the "hole" should break his mind like glass. Let him sit there, week after week. He knows that the guards along the wall have motion sensors on. There is no escape. Slowly, the reality of his capture will start to set in. Then, I'll get to work on ruining his mind."
Bentley couldn't believe what he just heard. The Contessa's "healthcare" plan of hypnotizing criminals was worse than Elizabeth Holmes's idea of using blood tests to fool and decieve people and government people via fraud using her own company Theranos. He knew he needed to free his friends in a hurry. "Inconceivable! She's no healthcare professional. That's the most heinous crime I've ever heard of! Hypnotizing criminals to tell her where they stashed thier loot! That dishonors both law enforcement and thieves! I better figure out a way to break out Harley and Sly out of jail." Bentley said.
Bentley returned to the hideout. He told Emily about what the Contessa was planning to do to Harley, Sly and Murray. She was shocked about the Contessa's wicked plan to "reform" the minds of the Cooper Gang. They got to work trying to break Harley, Sly and Murray out of jail.
A/N: Happy 20th Anniversary,to Sly Cooper, a PlayStation franchise that nobody seems to care about yet still has a cult following.