Prologue
Five years have passed since I turned myself into Interpol the great sly cooper in a cage at last. The media had a field day visiting me for interviews. All their questions I answered perfectly since they had been ones I was expecting. However on one occasion a reporter asked me something I had not been expecting, "Why did you turn yourself in?"
That question had echoed in my mind ever since and the sad part of it was I really had no clear answer to it. I suppose the thrill of stealing just wasn't the same without my life long friends and accomplices in crime to share it with. Ever since we defeated doctor M and I faked my memory loss me and the gang had completely lost contact. I of course married inspector fox shortly after I entered Interpol's service as her deputy but the life of a policeman was not for me and I eventually threw away my police job for a life as a master thief.
Needless to say inspector fox was furious but oddly enough she let me go. I never did understand why. Without my team behind me the jobs became harder but I welcomed the challenge and never asked my friends for help. I couldn't bear to let them ruin their new lives for the sake of helping me and my ego. However with no one to share my life with I found my only joy being the thrill of inspector fox and her guerrilla troops trying to catch me. Our little rendezvous were very short but very meaningful up until the point where she started blasting that shock pistol of hers at me. With each chase I became more and more determined going after bigger and better prizes just to catch her eye.
Carmelita on the other hand showed up with decreasing frequency each time until finally she didn't bother showing up at all. At that point I found that no job interested me, no amount of money caught my eye, and my skills declined. Finally I could take it no longer and threw myself to the dogs…figuratively speaking of course. As I considered all this I answered the reporter with a firm, "I got bored." A lie that rang down to its very core.
With time I realized all I ever really wanted was the attention, but now I see that wasn't very bright. No news from the outside world for five long years and still a lifetime of imprisonment to go.
That is what I thought at least, after five years in darkness some one opened the door to my maximum security cell letting light into my life once more. I was dirty and wore a dreary grey prison uniform and when that door opened I shielded my eyes from the light hearing a voice I had not heard for far too long. "Even for as long as I have wanted to see this… I can see Grey is not your color Ringtail."
As my eyes adjusted the figure of Carmelita fox came into focus. I laughed and stood up to bow before her. "As beautiful as ever Carmelita. To what do I owe the honor of your visit?" I asked and she said quite simply.
"I need your help."
Wilddeath: omg i live!... and no one even knows who i am... pity...