AUTHOR'S NOTE: I don't know when I'm gonna make Murray show up, but it's not gonna be this chapter or the next one. Sorry folks.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything or anyone from Sly3, JAKX, or RE4.

CHAPTER ELEVEN:

DEL LAGO AND TAKEN CAPTIVE!

Sly limped after Leon as he lead them up a path. Sly was still sore after his little 'tumble down the stairs', but nothing had been broken and the cut wasn't deep enough to leave a scar. Leon glanced back at him. "You okay, Sly?" He asked him. Sly nodded. "I've been through worse, let me tell you that. This one time-"

"Sshh!" Leon suddenly whispered. They had reached the top of the path that overlooked a medium sized lake. Leon took out his binoculars. "What's that?" Leon asked outloud. Sly squinted and saw two male Ganados in a boat. "Here, let me see." Sly said, snatching the binoculars from Leon before he had a chance to reply. Sly watched the Ganados as they lifted the body of a dead "Policia" man and dump his lifeless corpse into the lake. "Whoa!" Sly said, dropping the binos. "What?" Leon asked snatching them up. He looked through them and cursed.

The two Ganados muttered to eachother and sped off. A few seconds after they left, the lake and ground surrounding it began to rumble, and a huge, mutated creature rose it's ugly head out of the water and devoured the corpse in one bite.

"Holy crap!" Sly exclaimed. Leon was silent, thinking. "Sly, I have to get over that lake to get something very important..." "What!" Sly yelled. "I'm not gettin on a piece of junk boat and going across that lake only to be eaten by a big lake monster! No way!" Leon looked at him. "I know, that's what I was trying to get to before you interrupted me." "Oh, sorry," Sly said.

Leon shook his head. "Forget it. But I want you to stay in that shack at the bottom of the path nearest the lake. I'll come back to get you after I kill that monster and get what I need. You just stay in that shack and don't move. Got it?" Sly nodded.

"Alright, now go." SLy headed to the shack while Leon headed to the small dock and into the small boat that would carry him to the other side. "Leon!" Leon turned to see Sly heading towards him with a rocket launcher. "Here take this and use it against that monster." He said, handing it over. "This is the only weapon that can kill it right away." Leon nodded and said, "Thanks. Now get your butt in the cabin."

Sly headed back to the shack, while Leon searched the waters for a familiar, ugly face. He took out his TMP and started shooting short blasts into the water, noting that everytime he did, the water shook slightly. "Come on you ugly, beast of nature, show yourself." Leon muttered. He backed up close to the shack Sly was waiting in and kept shooting in the water. Suddenly the monster, known as Del Lago, erupted out of the water and roared angrily. Leon quickly got out the rocket launcher and fired it into the beast's mouth, blowing it into a million pieces. "Ha! Take that you ugly piece of crap!" Leon yelled triumphantly, dropping the empty rocket launcher on the ground.

He glanced back at the shack, where Sly was sitting in a chair with his head back and eyes closed. Thanks buddy. I promise I'll come back for you. Leon looked up at the darkening sky and got into the small boat, heading to the other side. When he got to the other side, he got out and started to head up the path. Suddenly his stomach ached (not hunger) and he started coughing violently. What the hell is happening? Leon asked himself. His gave one more violent cough, covering his mouth. When he brought his hand away, it was covered it blood. Huh?...

Leon staggered into the cabin that was near the dock. He coughed one more time, then passed out.

IN THE SHACK ON THE OTHER SIDE...

Sly waited, now impatient, for Leon's return. He knew that the lake monster was dead, he heard Leon use the rocket launcher on it. And Leon said that he would return once he got what he needed. He said that over four hours ago. Where was he now?

Sly knew that this island was dangerous, but not that dangerous. Leon could go get something and return with it in probably less than an hour. He was that professional. Sly thought about finding another boat and heading across to the other side to see what was wrong. Leon would'nt just forget about him, would he.

Sly looked at his watch. 9:30 pm. He grunted angrily. You should be back by now Leon. Where are you.

He thought again about heading back the way they had come from about four hours ago and to either find another a boat or another way to get to the side Leon was on. He got up. Leon had told him to stay in this shack, but Sly was tired of waiting. Something must've happened to Leon. It wouldn't take him this long.

Sly opened the shack door and stepped outside, breathing in deeply the fresh night air. He looked around. No evil village people with knives and pitchforks. Everything appeared to be safe. He was glad. He did have his trusty cane with him, but it really wasn't enough to defend himself against those Ganados. That's why he was freaking out so bad about Leon taking so long.

Sly walked up the path, feeling great and safe. Okay, I didn't see another way around, but if I'm lucky enough, I might've not seen another boat lying around... He was cut off by the sudden savage snarling. He looked up. On the two small hills that surrounded him, each side had about six Colmillos, all glaring evilly down at him and showing their dripping fangs. One of them jumped down in the path that Sly was heading. It snarled once at him, then it's Los Plagas emerged from it's back, and it rushed forward.

Sly had been frozen with fear, but the sight of the evil Colmillos charging at him had given him feeling back in his legs. He turned and started sprinting down the path, the Colmillos' right behind him, some snapping at his heels. There was no place to hide, except for the shack, but the Colmillos could easily break the door down, and then he would be cornered...

He shook that thought from his mind and headed for the dock. But you can't swim stupid! His mind yelled. But Sly had no choice. He plunged head first into the water. The Colmillos growled at him angrily from the shore. They howled mournfully, upset that they couldn't kill Sly, and turned their backs on the drowning Sly.

Sly knew he was going to die. He was absolutely certain that Leon or Sammie or Murray, or Jennifer would find his drowned body floating at the top of the lake, just like the 'Policia' man. He was sure. Sly struggled to keep his head above the water, but it wasn't working. He started sinking...

He suddenly heard a boat pull up close beside him and arms reach out and pull him aboard. Sly coughed violently, trying to rid his lungs of the unwanted water. When he finally felt better, he turned to his rescuer, sure it was Leon. And saw instead the same two Ganados that had dumped the man's body into the lake earlier that day. They both were glaring at him, and talking in spanish. Sly sighed deeply as the roughly snatched him and tied him up.

Sly sighed again. He had wanted to avoid something like this happening, and avoid seeing the wicked wolves again. And all of this wouldn't have happened if he had stayed in the shack where Leon left him.

NOTE: Makes you wanna listen to your parents, huh? Anyway, read and review. The next chappy will be about Sammie. Not one of my best chapter names yet.