Discovered

Sly woke up to the sound of his cell phone going off. But it was too far for him to reach so he unwillingly had to gently as possible get out from underneath Carmelita's arm draped over him. She gave a slight moan as he shifted out from underneath her grasp.

"Hello?" Sly answered.

"Hello Sly Cooper," a VERY familiar voice said.

Sly's blood ran cold and his face went pale. He quickly tapped the tracer button, a feature that Bentley had installed in his cell phone.

"I would just like to say that I adore weddings, even though I was suppose to have one, until a thieving raccoon stole my bride to be," the voice said.

"Go ahead Tybalt, come to my wedding, it'll make it all the more special when you kiss my ass!" Sly muttered, moving to the living room so as not to wake up Carmelita.

"I would just like to say that it WILL be you who will kiss my ass," Tybalt scoffed. "You see, as far as I may know, you probably woke up with a beautiful vixen draped over you like a bed sheet. So you might want to make the use of that as much as possible because sooner or later, it will end with your death, or even her's."

"I swear," Sly huffed in anger. "If you harm even a single hair on her, I will tear out you f spine out and play skip rope with it on your grave!"

"Mark my words Cooper, this will not stop until one of us are dead!" Tybalt hung up.

Sly was on the verge of chucking his cell phone through the window. He decided against it and called Bentley to do a little "surprise greeting" for Tybalt at the address his tracer had given him. He then slipped back into bed, and once again snuggled up with a still sleeping Carmelita.

'Tybalt, you dare harm her and historians will be marking this as the WORSE mistake ever made!' he thought just before he fell back to sleep.

Meanwhile, at a back alley hideout, Tybalt smirked at Sly's threat. He sat back in his plush leather seat in the passenger's side of a Porsche Cayenne. Laurence at the wheel.

"Laurence," Tybalt stated. "I need you to run a search for any upcoming wedding dates here in Paris. Search for Sly Cooper and Carmelita Montoya Fox. Check whether it's publicly announced, private, or plain underground business."

"I'll check my criminal contacts," Laurence said.

"Good, I'll make sure their union will be a short lived one!" Tybalt grinned.

Unbeknownst to him, his brother Laurence was feeling uneasy. He was having a somewhat battle of morality through him. He just couldn't stop thinking about what Sly had said to him three months ago.


A/N If you want to know what it was that Sly had said to Laurence, read the 'A Bullet for my Foe' chapter in Tyrant's Return. Now I promise that things will get VERY hectic in the later chapters, and I will make Tybalt THE MOST EVIL original character I have created, mark my words. Hopefully, the next chapter will be about the wedding, or I might have to stretch things out to even things out.