Hiya! Sorry it has taken me so long to update it's just that I have been really busy with moving and school started up again back in August so I been loaded with extra work so bare with me. I am not very used to writing in first person so if you see a third person pronoun used in the wrong way just bare with me. Every once in a while I may stick a Normal POV segment in a chapter to make everything in a chapter clear and tie together. This chapter is what I call a setup chapter, it describes most of the stuff that taking place between the heists and gives an intro to the next heist but this one may be just a little bit on the short side but please bear with me. On with the story…

Chapter 3

Episode 1: The Black Château Setup 1 Bentley's POV

"Did Sly seem a bit off, after we got back?" I asked Murray. He shrugged. I went to Sly's room to check on him when I heard it. Was Sly crying? I wasn't sure. I was going to open the door to see if he was all right but it was locked, I expected that, Sly's room was always locked. "Sly you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said quietly. I wasn't going to pry because he sounded down and didn't want to make him feel worse. I hope Sly'll be okay because we need to be at his best mentally, physically, and emotionally if we were going to get those Clockwerk parts back. As I dwelled on this I realized I needed to dig up some info on the Klaww Gang before we went any farther. So, I went to find my trusty laptop and got to work. As I worked I wondered. What was Sly hiding? Maybe he was doing drugs? Maybe he was…just wanting some privacy… "Stop it Bentley! It is none of your business why your friend, best friend keeps his door locked at all times!" I silently scolded myself. But the curiosity kept nagging at me. I had to keep busy just keep my thoughts from wandering. After finally spending eight hours of crunching data I was nearly done and in the kitchen fixing a cup of coffee when I heard the sound of shuffling feet. I peeked into the hallway to see the end of a ringed tail. I called out to Sly but he ignored me. I walked up behind him and tapped him, but he kept walking. "Why is he ignoring me?" I wondered. Sly complained about my nagging but he never ignored me before and it felt highly unusual. I walked around in front of him but he kept on walking forcing me to walk backwards. His eyes were dim and glazed over. He was sleep walking! There was nothing more I could I just had to let it run it's course. I stepped out off his way and let him continue on his way. Then he stopped and turned around and walked back towards his room. I followed him in hopes of getting a glimpse of Sly's room. Sly continued to his room and opened his door enough for him to slip through without revealing anything within his room and shut the door in my face and locked it.

"That was interesting… very interesting." I said aloud. I walked back into the kitchen and started sipping my coffee and watching the downloading bar on my laptop. I began to nod off a little. But Murray's erratic snoring kept me alert. The download bar was full and I began to search through my newly acquired files when an instant message popped up. Curious, I opened it. There was a message from someone I didn't know. It read:

"A friend of mine is having a little trouble with love, well admitting she's in love. Can you help me?" Wanting to help and for a lack of better things to do I wrote back:

"Well it's obvious she is scared. Is this person some high-ranking official or an old crush, he must be attractive, right? What is she like?" They responded:

"He might be but not in her line of work he wouldn't be actually, he is the lowest of the low. She tries to act like she feels that way about him but I can see right through her. Yes, he is very attractive. She is a black and white cop." I was confused by this but ignored it. I wrote back asking,

"What makes you think she is acting?"

"This:

"His fur looks so soft and clean the quite opposite from what I thought he would look like. His voice a soft, sweet, resonating sound. It is not dripping with sarcasms or saliva like those creeps I have to work with. He is just like a knight that treats ladies with the up most respect. I am one of those ladies who believes that the age of chivalry is not yet dead and expects my love to act as so and he is perfect. His voice so sincere and sweet and the things he says about me are even sweeter! He makes me feel so wonderful inside as if he knows who I really am and what I need to hear! If only I weren't so afraid of what everyone will say!…" I couldn't read anymore my eyes were blurring and my head spinning I dragged my tired form to the couch and laid face down and fell asleep.

Normal POV

The hideout was quiet save for Murray's periodic snores. The only light was coming from Bentley's computer, which had a message displayed upon it. Bentley himself was sprawled out on a couch. Sly was lying on his bed in fetal position with his tail cradled in his arms. One can probably guess whom he is dreaming about… Murray was sprawled eagle on his bed, snoring. The air outside the Copper Château was gentle and lulling. But contrary to the quiet countryside where the gang resided in a roomy and cozy apartment a lovely Carmelita Fox was nodding off at her kitchen reading over some case files. A very blue-eyed Neyla gently places a hand on her shoulder startling her. Neyla coaxes Carmelita to bed and turns out the kitchen light before heading for bed herself. (A/N: I know that Neyla's eyes are green in the game but they're blue in this story for a reason you will see and understand why later.) But in the heart of Paris thumping music is heard. Dimitri's nightclub was just getting warmed up and its owner was still snoozing. Dimitri's face had drool on it as he snored,

"MMMMMmmm, money, money, money, MMMMMMmmmmm, money, money, money…" Then his phone rang causing Dimitri to start shooting his ring right at a picture across the room, zapping a hole in it.

"Gah! When I fix that picture again I am going to have to move it." Growled Dimitri as he put his head back on the desk intending to let the machine answer the call. The machine answered and then an accented female voice said,

"Dimitri, you lazy lounge lizard! Wake up! I know your there!" Dimitri instantly grabbed the phone saying,

"Dimitri, here, I just walked in and-" But the female cut him off saying,

"Spare me the bull, you lazy lizard and listen up."

"Yes, Contessa, I am listening…" sighed Dimitri.

The next day…

Bentley POV

I woke up the next morning looking around a little dazed from the deep sleep then as my head cleared I remembered my computer and went over to it to find that the instant message was gone like it had never been there. I shrugged perhaps I just dreamed it. I started to sort through the info I had acquired on Dimitri, when I barely heard the back door click closed. I guessed it was Murray going to check on the van and didn't want to wake anyone. I continued sorting through the files putting the necessary info in a folder and deleting the unnecessary. Then sometime later, I had just finished up when Sly wandered in looking spaced and weak kneed. He stumbled to the sofa fell unto it. I got up to go over and see what was wrong with him. His breathing was short as if he had been running and his body was trembling softly. He opened his mouth as if to speak to him but it came out as a weak whisper,

"Sei… Sei…Seizure…" he managed to croak. My eyes grew wide and I raced into the kitchen. I began to search for the blue case that contained his medicine and found it. I rushed back into the room and knelt next to Sly. Judging from his ability to communicate and the slight tremors he was suffering from the "aftershock" of his seizure. I took his arm and pushed back his sleeve, I opened the case and took out a needle. I thumped the side of it to mix it up a little and stuck in Sly's arm and emptied it. I took it out and went into the kitchen and threw it away. I came back and pick up the case of medicine and carried it back into the kitchen. I came back to see Sly sleeping, I could tell he was weak. I remember the day that Murray and I found out that Sly was an epileptic. We had been fooling around outside for a really long time and it was hot, really hot. We were play hide and go seek. Sly was it and he had found me. We were running and then I heard Sly cry out and I turned around. There was Sly on the ground writhing and convulsing. I rushed over to him and called to Murray, whom was hiding behind a log. We knelt beside him fearfully and tears started to fall from his wide eyes. He was scared and we could see it but there was nothing he or we could do. It was by the grace of God that one of the caregivers had happened upon us and helped us to get to Sly back to the orphanage. The caregiver said the seizure only lasted a few minutes but those were the longest minutes of my life. The doctor that took care of Sly gave him the medicine and told us to use it whenever Sly had a seizure to help keep him from having another one right after the last one because it was dangerous. But no one knew what caused it. According to Sly, while he was watching his dad fight off some members of the Fiendish Five something hard hit him in the back of his head knocking him out and when he woke up he was in the closet. Then a few moments later would watch his father die. But now, even to this day, Sly still cries whenever he has a seizure but I still haven't found out why. Maybe I will eventually but right now I had to take care of Sly if we were going to defeat Dimitri. Speaking of Dimitri, Dimitri was once a very passionate art student and worked hard to develop his own artistic style but the art world just wasn't ready for him. So, he started forging old paintings, his way of punishing those with "bad" taste. He is at home in high-class art circles and back alley crimes. He now owns a nightclub in downtown Paris where he as the Clockwerk tail feathers cooped up. Looking over at Sly who was stirring in his sleep, if he didn't get any better or over whatever it was that was distracting him, this mission was a bust…

Wow lots of changes but it works with my ideas so no fussing okay? Here's the snippet of chapter four and see you next time!

Chapter 3

Episode 1: The Black Chateau

Satellite Sabotage and Breaking and Entering

Bimal's POV

The Paris breeze looked gentle from the way the flags flapped in the breeze. I gazed intently as I watched Sly Cooper move fluidly to his position without stirring a single guard in the process! Absolutely amazing! Once he reaches a certain point the turtle fills him in on what he needs to accomplish and how he is to do it. Then the raccoon starts on his way again effortlessly making his way to the satellites and doing the necessary work to redirect them. But how did I become caught in this group of thieves? I mean me, an Indian Prince! I will explain… I was born Bimal Chinnadurai Etash in India….