Good grief it feels like ages since I last updated! But now I'm back and ready to roll. Hope you like this chapter and I am sorry if some of it seems
slightly rushed.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Sly Cooper.
Chapter 3: Adaptation
After breakfast Neyla s new companions took her clothes shopping.
"Are you sure this is necessary?" asked Neyla to Elena.
"Well I can't keep providing my clothes." said Elena.
"Also maybe we can put together something similar to your old outfit." said Annie.
"You know an outfit that you might be comfortable with." said Jacques.
"Well I guess I can't argue with you there." said Neyla. Soon the group arrived at their destination. When they entered they walked into a store filled with
garments of all varieties.
"Let the hunt begin." said Elena.
Over 45 minutes passed and Neyla had selected three outfits. The first one she tried on was a pair of grey knee high grey shorts, a pair of white sneakers,
with a red top.
"Nah the red clashes with your fur." said Jacques. Neyla looked in a nearby mirror and saw Jacques was right the red did indeed clash with her lilac fur. The second
outfit she tried on consisted of a turquoise colored tank top, a pair of crème colored shorts, and a pair of black sandals.
"I don't think the turquoise works well with your eyes." said Annie.
"Well as they say third time's the charm." said Neyla as she reentered the fitting room.
When she came back out the third outfit consisted of an emerald green long sleeved belly shirt, black shorts that stopped right at the center of her thigh, and a
pair of brown boots.
"Well? What do you think?" Neyla asked. After a few moments of silence Elena spoke.
"That'll work." said Elena.
"You sure?" asked Neyla as she examined herself.
"Sure it does! For one the shirt complements your eyes, those black shorts and brown boots work really well with the color of your fur." said Jacques.
"Well what do you think Annie?" asked Neyla to the youngest of the three minks.
"Yep it works. Though we may have to get you a stick to keep the boys away." said Annie.
"Then I guess this outfit will work then." said Neyla. Then she headed back into the changing room to switch back to the outfit Elena provided for her. Then
after paying for the clothes the group left the store.
"Thank you." said Neyla to Elena.
"Anytime." said Elena. Then Neyla s friends walked her to their home.
They traveled a good distance through Paris and eventually reached their destination. It was a large, two story, brick and mortar building.
"Is this where you live?" asked Neyla.
"It's not a lot but it beats paying rent at an apartment." said Elena. Then the group went inside. The inside of the building was rather well kept. The first room
they had entered was the entrance.
There were two entries. The one on the right led to the kitchen. The one on the left led to the living room. The stairs that led to the second floor was made of
wood, and the entire floor consisted of a laminated wood surface. The entire area was lit by a series of lights along the walls.
"Rugged and simple on the outside clean cut and elegant on the inside." said Neyla amazed.
"Thank you. Would you like us to show you to your room?" asked Elena.
"Yes please." said Neyla. Then the group moved upstairs.
Elena s bedroom was located on the far left of the hall, the bathroom was on the far right, Annie and Jacques rooms were on the left as well.
"The guest bedroom should be the first door on the right. You can get situated in there. The bathrooms right next door if you need to freshen up a bit." said
Elena.
"Thank you. I really appreciate the kindness you three are giving." said Neyla.
"It's no trouble at all." said Jacques.
"Mom can I show Neyla to her room?" asked Annie to her mother.
"Of course you can." said Elena.
"Thanks mom! Come on Neyla follow me." said Annie leading the way.
When they got there Neyla observed the area. The guest room had the same floor pattern as down stairs. The room was lit by a single bulb on a four blade
ceiling fan. There was a closet on the far side where she could put her clothes, and in one of the corners of the room was a queen sized bed topped with a red
blanket.
"What do you think Neyla?" asked Annie.
"Its perfect." said Neyla. Then she went to the closet, opened it, and then put the bag with her clothes inside it.
"Thank you for showing me to my room Annie." said Neyla.
"Just give us a call if you need anything else." said Annie. Then she left the room so Neyla could get situated.
Meanwhile back at their hideout, Bentley was trying to cope with his new situation. He was in bed when he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in." he said. The door opened to show Murray with a tray in one hand.
"I made some breakfast down stairs. I figured you would like some." said Murray as he showed Bentley the contents of the tray. It was Murray s signature
biscuits and gravy with a side of sausage, and a cup of coffee.
"Thanks Murray." said Bentley as he accepted the tray.
"So how have you been holding up buddy?" Murray asked.
"Well other than the fact that I am crippled, and unable to join you and Sly on missions I'm just fine!" said Bentley. Then Murray's head drooped sadly.
"Sorry for asking." said Murray.
"Murray I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap." said Bentley.
"It's alright. Just call us if you need anything." said Murray as he headed for the door. Then as the door closed behind Murray, Bentley was left with his
thoughts.
'Poor Murray not only did he lose the team van, but now he feels guilty about my condition. I really hope this doesn't burden him.' thought Bentley as he picked
up the fork and began eating the food he was given. Back downstairs Sly had just finished his plate.
"So how is he Murray?" Sly asked Murray.
"He still seems a bit upset." said Murray.
"Well things like that will do that to you." said Sly.
"I suppose. But still. I still wish there was something I could've done to help." said Murray.
"You and me both Murray, but what happened has happened and there's nothing we can do about it now." said Sly.
"I guess your right Sly. I mean besides losing the van, Bentley's injury, and nearly losing you to Interpol how could things possibly get worse?" said Murray.
"I wouldn't say those particular words aloud Murray." said Sly.
"Why not?" asked Murray.
"Life has a nasty habit of answering that question." said Sly.
"Good point." said Murray. Then the meal was silent for a while. Then Murray broke the silence. "Penny for your thoughts, what's on your mind Sly?" asked
Murray.
"All sorts of things Murray." replied Sly.
"Well anything in particular?" asked Murray.
"It's just... never mind." said Sly.
"Come on buddy. You can tell me." said Murray.
"Murray let me ask you something." said Sly.
"Go on." said Murray.
"Have you ever been in a situation where you put all your trust into one person, then said person took it, and betrayed you, but you still think that person is
capable of change?" asked Sly.
"You still think Neyla's alive don't you?" asked Murray.
"It's more of a hunch than a thought." said Sly.
"Don't worry Sly. If she is alive she can take care of herself." said Murray.
"Blast it all to HECK!" shouted Dr.M. He had spent his entire day trying to figure out how to put Clockwerks hate-chip back together.
"It seems Cooper broke this thing worse than I thought, and since Clockwerk designed the chip I have no clue how he built it!"He said to himself.
"Uh boss?" suggested one of his assistants.
"What?!" he demanded.
"Why don't we try using the scanner?" the assistant asked.
"That thing only works if there's organic material to be found on the object, but it's a chip, it's all circuitry!" he barked.
"I was referring to the tech scanner we installed several months ago." said the assistant.
"You have got to be kidding me! That thing was nothing but a hunk of junk!" he shouted.
"Got any better ideas?" the assistant asked. Then shrunk when Dr. M gave the poor fool a menacing glare.
"Fine send some of the guards to bring it here." he said. After they sent the orders a few hours later the guards had rolled the bulky device into lab. It wasn't
much to look at. It just looked like a giant microscope with a keyboard and screen.
"Thank you gentlemen now SCRAM!" shouted Dr.M. the guards did not need to be told twice. After they left Dr. M went right to work. Within minutes he had the
device running.
"Alright now place the fragments under the scope." Dr. M ordered. They did.
"Now commencing scan." said one of the assistants. Then the computer began to analyze the chips components. After about a minute the scan showed the
results.
"Scans indicate the chip is beyond repair Dr. M..." the assistant started.
"BEYOND REPAIR?!" exclaimed the mad doctor.
"However the scan did pick up something on the bio scan." the assistant continued. This got his attention.
"How is that possible? That chip's entirely artificial." said Dr. M.
"The chip itself yes. But the bio signature in question was detected just on the exterior of the chip." the assistant continued.
"Locate the source of the signature and get up close." Dr. M ordered . The assistant did as he was ordered and closed in on the area in question. When it did
Dr.M was shocked. The source of the signature was a strand of hair lodged right on the surface of the chip.
"That's impossible! Clockwerk was a bird!" barked the doctor.
"Further scanning indicates the hair is a strand of tiger fur." said the assistant.
"Seems like whoever raised Clockwerk from the dead ended up his last meal." said Dr. M.
"Also Dr. M the component scans indicate that there is a small but still operational CPU data chip within the largest of the fragments." the assistant said.
"Very interesting begin extraction of both the hair and CPU." said Dr.M. with that said a series of delicate instruments deployed from the scope and freed the
hair, as well as the CPU microchip from the fragments.
"Dr. M according to the readings the CPU microchip is compatible with this devices CPU. I can play its contents on the screen." the assistant continued.
"Do it." said the doctor. Then the assistant immediately up-linked the tiny CPU with the systems CPU.
"Up link successful would you like to see its contents doctor?" the assistant asked.
"Please do. I enjoy a good horror show." said Dr.M.
"Alright. Beginning view mode." said the assistant as he typed the needed command. Then the screen went black.
"Is this a joke?" demanded Dr.M.
"No sir." said the assistant. Then the screen suddenly turned a bright red. Then words appeared on the screen.
"Clockwerk hate chip mainframe partially restored. Now activating optical systems." the computer began. Then the screen changed again.
"It appears what we're looking at is what Clockwerk saw during his final hours." said Dr. M. then the screen viewed a massive chamber. From the angle it
appeared it was recorded while on the ground. Then Sly appeared on the screen.
"Cooper! Why is he there?!" demanded Dr. M. then after Sly two other figures joined him. One was a parrot in a souped up bird cage.
"Wait I know him. That's Arpeggio. The Klaww gangs leader, but what does he have to do with... HELLO." said Dr.M as he saw the figure behind Arpeggio. It
was a young tigress, in a blue sleeveless half shirt, brown shorts, brown boots, and wearing a scarlet hood.
"Looks like we found the source of the hair." said Dr.M. Then Arpeggio began to inch towards Clockwerk then suddenly the tigress quickly ran pushing him aside,
and then ran out of view.
Then the screen read: "BIO UP LINK SUCCESSFUL. FULL SYSTEM CONTROL RESTORED." then they finally heard sound. The first thing they heard was
Arpeggio.
"Neyla what are you doing? Exit the Clockwerk frame immediately! You're my protege not the next candidate for Immortality!" said the bird.
Then the last they saw of Arpeggio was a puff of feathers.
"Behold! Clock-la is born!" Then the screen went black.
"Do you know what this means?" said Dr.M to his assistant.
"What sir?" the assistant asked.
"That one strand of hair is all I need to restore Clockwerk into an organic, and who is better qualified for the job than the great Dr.M?" he said with a chuckle.
There you have it everybody. Again please forgive me if this came out terrible, because again I am only one author. I'll get to work on Chapter 4
right away but of course if you my fellow readers have any ideas please let me know.