Hello and welcome. Because of school it has been a while since the last update but now I give you what I hope you've all been clamoring for!
Disclaimer: Sucker Punch blah blah Sly Cooper and so on
Carmelita was mad. She'd been stuck in Paris traffic for about thirty minutes now ever since she had left the airport. She'd just come back from Brazil, following a promising Cooper lead. It had turned into a two-week game of cat and mouse through the streets of the city and it ended when Carmelita caught the supposed "Sly Cooper" and it turned out to be a simple copycat criminal. She finally made it to her turn and made it out of achingly slow traffic. She drove into the Interpol parking lot and parked her custom red vehicle. She walked inside, and moved quickly through the security checkpoint. As she entered the inner offices she was greeted by an unusual sight. At least a dozen of her colleagues, some nursing injuries, were scurrying about even more frantically than was normal. She turned to the nearest officer, a young warthog she didn't know who was holding an icepack to a large bruise on his head.
"So what happened here?"
"There was a major tip-off from that mysterious benefactor we have, you know the "Voice from Beyond? Well, he told us there was a major criminal gathering going on, so we rallied everyone, only they put that SWAT nutcase Benson in charge of tactics so we came in guns blazing and got our rears handed to us, though there weren't any lethal casualties Thank God. Everyone escaped and some of us got hurt. This one guy, he was practically a living tank. He rushed the police blockade and burst right through it, even clipped me a good one."
"Interesting" Carmelita said and began walking away.
"Oh, and one other thing I think will interest you," the warthog said as Carmelita walked away, "Sly Cooper was seen at the meeting."
Carmelita walked away, her anger seething. Not only did she spend two weeks in Brazil for nothing, while she was away Cooper was hobnobbing with some big crime syndicate. She made a right turn towards her office, but heard some call out
"Carmelita, the Chief wants you in his office right away."
Carmelita sighed and headed towards Chief Rob's office. She opened the door and took a seat. Rob sat behind his desk, his pugnacious features in his usual noncommittal look.
"Carmelita, first I would like to welcome you back. As you very well may know, Sly Cooper was seen at Interpol's recent...escapade."
Carmelita wondered how he knew that she knew about the failed bust. His reputation for knowing what people already knew bordered on superhuman at times.
"Sly Cooper was spotted with some very high-class criminals. We want you to look in to the possible connection Sly may have with these characters. However, I'm assigning you a partner." Carmelita began to open her mouth and Chief Rob held up a hand to cut her off. "This is not because you are doing a bad job, but the man I'm assigning you is an expert on two of the criminals spotted with Cooper and he could probably use your experience with Cooper while he pursues the other two. Allow me to introduce him."
Carmelita heard the door open and turned around. A wolf stepped in, dressed in a casual brown suit and tie. He would be considered ruggedly handsome by some, and had striking silver streaks running through his grey fur.
"Hello, I'm Grey, Wallace Grey, MI-6." He spoke with an English accent and offered his hand to Carmelita. She took it and he shook it with a firm grip.
"Agent Grey has been brought in because of these two men." Chief Rob said, as he pulled out a tan file. He opened it and beckoned Carmelita over, then held up two photos. One was of a large bear in a greatcoat and fur hat speaking with some ferrets on a dock, a crates labeled in Russian behind them. The other was of a tall cougar with striking blue eyes talking with an old gazelle in what looked like a deserted classroom. "Vladimir Zhaov and Dr. Michael Xavius respectively detective Fox, both very dangerous men. Vladimir Zhaov is an extremely vicious ex-wrestler, ex-Russian Mafia enforcer turned very influential smuggler. He traded some old Soviet hardware for some top quality tech stolen by the IRA and Agent Gray here and the SAS caught up with him in English waters. Zhaov escaped, but Gray got enough experience with him to be MI-6's expert. The cougar is even more dangerous. Michael Xavius graduated from Oxford with several degrees, including psychology, medicine, and DNA research. He then came back a few years later for a teaching job in the Life Sciences department. Some equipment went missing and they traced it to him however. The police searched his house and found," Chief Rob sighed at this point, seemingly gathering his strength for the next statement. "They found some sort of mad scientist lab. He had used the stolen equipment to do some sort of genetic engineering experiment. I've only seen the pictures and read the reports and it still disturbs me. The police attempted to arrest him, only to have the good Doctor put three officers in critical condition. He disappeared, only to resurface some time later as an influential criminal mastermind. Agent Grey encountered Xavius twice, but both times Xavius got away."
"As you can see Detective Fox, these are men that must be stopped." Grey said, breaking his silence. If Sly Cooper is involved with them then he is going in over his head, and I would greatly appreciate your aid in capturing them."
Carmelita let this all stir in her thoughts. A mad scientist and a vicious smuggler working with Cooper? She picked up the file and began thumbing through it. Grey and Chief Rob just watched. She stopped on the page with one of the photos of Xavius's lab and only countless CSI's saved her from vomiting.
"I'll be happy to help Agent Gray with this case," she said as her bile lowered, "one thing bothers me though. Cooper is a thief, but a thief with a code of honor, no matter how twisted it might be. What is he doing working with two men like these?"