Dynamite Rave

After a few days of uneasiness, mostly between the gang and Alexia, the gang finally came down with a plan of attack. Even Alexia managed to overcome the fact that she had to work with criminals, though she personally saw them as simply, Robin Hood and his gang of Merry Men, and a woman.

"Alright Sly," Bentley said, starting up his slideshow. "The Longbows have the best firewall ever programmed! Not even I can hack into it from the outside. So I need you to get into the mansion and upload an undetectable worm. It should digitally melt the firewall to the point where I can hack into it and monitor activity all throughout the mansion. We should be able, to then work a plan of attack to save Carmelita from whatever is going to happen. The only problem is that security is so tight, not even a tiny little butterfly can get in without tripping off practically every form security!"

"Great!" Sly sarcastically commented. "So how do I sneak in?"

"Well guess what!" Bentley said with a smirk. "There's a loophole."

"I can go with that," Sly said.

"Anyway, the Longbows are hosting a major gala, or I should say, a rave tonight. This party is going to be so big that it will overload the circuit breakers. That means that they will shut off all but the basic of their security. But it is invitation only. And the biggest problem with this is because you can't just swipe it off of someone. Everyone has to enter their own personalized code in order to be admitted, and I can't hack into every console!"

"I'll just swing some improvisation!" Sly said, nodding his head in confidence. "But since it is a rave, I doubt that a penguin suit will suffice."

"That's why we've taken the liberty of having some suitable clothes ready," Penelope said, holding up a suit. "It's semi formal casual wear."

"Yeah, you could have just said a white button shirt with a black formal jacket," Sly said.

"Just put on the suit and get going," Bentley said, massaging his forehead.

Sly pulled his GTO up to the curb about a few blocks away from the party. The mansion was huge and the grounds were crawling with guards, but fortunately, he managed to sneak into the building. But a guard caught him entering.

"Sir? Sir?" he said chasing up to Sly. "You need to…oof!"

Sly clocked the guard and shoved him into a closet.

"This," Sly said, shoving a small metal object into the guard's hand. "This bomb has a gyroscope detonator. You move so much as a centimeter, and your dead, you here me? Nod your head if you do."

The guard nodded his head, his face filled with shock. Sly then left the closet and made his way into the main hall where the rave was. Everyone was dancing. The place was dimly lit, the main lights were strobes and colored lights. The music was even that of a nightclub.

"Bentley, you here me?" he said into a mouthpiece he had in the collar of his jacket.

"Alright Sly, you in?"

"Yeah! Tybalt must like DDR music. Scratch that, Tybalt REALLY likes his DDR music!"

"Get going, I need you on the fourth floor."

Sly complied. After about ten minutes trying to navigate through the sea of dancing bodies, he managed to find the stairs. He then made it to the fourth floor.

"Alright Bentley, I'm on the fourth floor."

"Move forward past those first three doors on your right. The fourth door to your left is the one you want."

Sly made his way into the room.

"Now there should be another door on the wall to your left."

"All I see is a bookcase." Sly said.

Suddenly, the bookcase swung open. Sly dived behind it and heard the conversation going on between the two. He could tell it was a conversation between Tybalt and someone else.

"Look Tybalt, I'm not comfortable with this."

"Relax Lawrence. Have faith in your big bro okay. Right now I have a party to tend to."

Suddenly the bookcase began to close and Sly ducked in; Tybalt and his brother not noticing with their backs to him.

"Okay Bentley, I'm here."

"Excellent, take out the disc and insert it into the a drive."

Sly pulled out a floppy disc from a pocket on the inside of his jacket and inserted it. He waited a few more minutes until he was given confirmation from Bentley. He then left and headed back to the party. It was there when he bumped into Tybalt.

"Excuse me Tybalt," Sly said as he passed by, only to get yanked back by the man himself.

"How do you know me?"

"Simple, who doesn't know your name?"

"That's true, but I don't remember putting you on the guest list, you one of Mercutio's friends?"

"Yes, he invited me at the last minute. He insisted, but I told him I wouldn't stay long."

"Well, I hope you have a nice time. By the way, you look like someone who's into video games. You like games?"

"I like games, why."

"Because mister…"

"…Peroco."

"Mister Peroco, I'm looking for a challenge, and you are the only person I haven't come across who hasn't proven a worthy opponent. Care to join?"

"Like I said, I like games," Sly said with a smile.