Sorry. I am now planning a way to go back in time and kill whoever invented school.

Hunter: It's mostly cause he's lazy…Ow!

Sam: You deserved that

Disclaimer: I dinnae own this.

Hunter: let's get the fic started already!

Sam: Okay! Roll!

I got some bad news. It looks like after our theft of the fist mask, Ziggy has pulled out all the stops. The next island is under much heavier guard, and the guards are carrying high powered stun rifles. If we're gonna get in there, we're gonna hafta use disguise.

Murray, you'll need to take out a guard near the dock, but you'll have to do it quietly. If anyone notices someone is missing, they'll raise the alarm and this whole thing will fall apart. Next, Sly will take the guards uniform and use it to sneak up to the temple with the mask. Remember, Sly, once you get the mask, they'll be on to you, so you'll need to run.

Meanwhile, we have our own problems to deal with. I've picked up two pirate ships on the radar, probably sent by Ziggy. We should be able to deal with them, but don't get cocky. Battle stations!

Sly looked out at the sea at the shapes of the pirate ships sailing in. As he did, a strange feeling filled him. It was pure, uncontrollable rage. He felt as if he would go insane if they didn't destroy the crews soon.

Well, he thought, maybe this is how Murray feels. He laughed to himself, but as he did, he new it was more for his sanity than real humor.

"All hands at the cannons, their comin' in!" yelled Murray. Indeed, the ships were beginning to circle the huge aquatic death machine that the Cooper Gang was in.

Bentley smiled. "Ay, ay, cappin!" he said in the gruffest voice he could. He then began pushing some buttons on a remote in his hand. As he did this, the cannons fired, but, to Murray, Sly, and Guru's surprise, it wasn't cannonballs coming out.

It was laser blasts.

The blasts burned thought the wooden ship and sent it strait to Davey Jones Locker.

Murray stared, mouth agape. Even for someone like him, this power was amazing. Penelope just smiled knowingly. However, as they were admiring their handwork, they failed to notice what the other ship was doing.

In the moment of victory, the other ship had pulled up alongside the front of the huge Cooper battleship. Murray was the first to notice.

"Hey, they got a broadside aimed at the front!" he screamed. "What are we gonna do!"

"This." Bentley said. He pushed a red button on his remote.

And the dragon head at the front of the battleship spewed fire onto the front ship. It then burned to ashes and sunk.

For the second time in one day, Murray was amazed.

Sly walked up the dock of the second island, wearing a pair of sunglasses, a hat with dreadlocks coming out of it, a fake goatee, and dressed as someone going on vacation. After seeing all of the outlandish dress codes on some of his other jobs, this seemed ridiculously casual.

Once again, almost no one tried to stop him as he walked through the jungle. As he neared the door of the temple, a burly lizard blocked his path.

"Hey, mon, you can't just walk in der!" he said roughly.

"Um, Ziggy sent me." Sly said unconvincingly. "I gotta check on the masks, um, mon."

The guard eyed him suspiciously. "Well, mon," he said "if Ziggy sent ya, den you know da password. What is it?"

"Um, surfs up?" Sly said after checking with Bentley. The guard nodded, looking pretty surprised, and let Sly enter the main temple room.

"Stupid fools." He mumbled to Bentley.

"Sly," Bentley said, "work on your accent."

Ignoring Bentley, Sly approached the alter to take the mask….

…and realized that it was gone.

"Looking for this?" a voice on the other side of the room asked. It was an odd voice, like it was going through a voice scrambler. The figure on the other side of the room was non descript. He was dressed like a ninja, with the exception of the cloak over his face. But two things stood out about the fellow: one was the mask he held in his hand.

And the other was the cane at his waist.

As Sly saw the second of these two, the rage within him suddenly rose to a gargantuan level. As the figure fled the temple, he was in hot pursuit.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo, semi cliffhanger.

On another note….THE WAR IS OVER! THE EMPIRE AND REVOLUTION IS DEAD WE NOW WRITE IN HARMONY!