Chapter 2

"A foretold night"

Sly frantically hopped from rooftop to rooftop. Interpol guards were now alert that Sly Cooper was around. Carmelita was the lucky officer who got to try and find Cooper. Sly, being himself, wanted to find Carmelita and have another 'shockpistolrunaway' night again. Bentley had to urge Sly that they needed he needed to go to the center of the city, where the big party will be held at. The party will be inside of a crystallized globe, the globe is hard to scale up, Interpol made it for their parties. The only entrance was through a small window on the east side of the globe. That is a private room for people who…act up during the parties. Bentley already took a grappling hook and tied it to the opened window. Bentley then took it to a nearby pole and extra knotted it.

"You ok buddy?" Sly asked

"Of course, it's only so cold out…" Bentley responded

"I gotcha, I'll be back with the photos!" Sly eagerly responded

Sly positioned his body onto the rope and slowly tugged his way into the room. Bentley cut the rope, and Sly threw the grappling hook out of the window. Sly put on his suit and tie, he looked into a nearby mirror and started posing to see how 'good' he looked. He walked towards the door and turned the knob, before he could open the door completely a cold voice entered his ear.

"Hey stranger, shouldn't you be downstairs?" said the voice.

Sly turned quick and realized it was Vera, but he didn't want to look so obvious.
"Yeah, but I kind of knocked over the punch bowl…on purpose." Sly laughed

"I would love to sit here and chat nonsense with you, but I have to go down there and have a ball…" Vera responded with a cold laugh

"Same here." Sly said with the mockery of Vera's laugh

Vera passed Sly and turned the knob on the door and walked out. Sly took out his binocucom and started taking pictures of the party below. The same old Carmelita…she wasn't enjoying anything and was watching out for thugs who wanted to bash the party. Sly examined Vera's movements and how she walked. He also examined her social activity, she wasn't a talker, she was just a shy person. Sly looked around for a second, Carmelita's eyes met his. Carmelita's eyes widened as she screamed "COOPER!" Vera looked up to see who Carmelita was screaming at, but Sly was gone in a blink of an eye.

"Bentley! I've been caught by Carmelita! TAKE OVER THE HEIST FROM HERE!" Sly said frantically

"I knew this would happen, I'll be there in a second." Bentley went from street to street, he finally found the bridge connecting the center of the city to the other individual parts of the cities. Venice was split in five; they all connected at the center of the city though. Each of the five parts of Venice had a bridge connecting to the center of the city.

Some of the political leaders didn't agree much, so they decided to split Venice in five individual cities. Each one of the leaders (if you haven't noticed, there are five leaders) would take control of one piece of Venice. After it was decided each city had its own laws, and it was easier to infiltrate Venice now. Apparently you are not really concerned about the 'new history' of Venice and want to get back to the adventure.

Bentley took hold of his dart gun and saw Vera jump out of the window with all of her usual clothes on. She jumped from rooftop to rooftop. She was in a separate part of Venice now, Bentley would have to be careful or VPF would catch him. VPF is the Venice Police Force, Venice only consists of one police force unless others get involved, like Interpol. Bentley quietly installed the latest in camera technology into his binocucom.

He saw Vera sneak into a two story house, it was decorated in lavender. Bentley was in minor shock, all of the other houses nearby were either broken, in rubble, written on with graffiti, or defiled in some bad manner. Bentley finally understood why she picked a place like this, no one except thugs would enter a crude place like this. Bentley took out his binocucom and took pictures of the safehouse. He took pictures of his surroundings so he wouldn't forget where this location was. He also took pictures of the street signs.

Bentley turned his wheel chair around to depart but something stopped his path of advancement.

"Little kids shouldn't be playing around here." Said a huge muscled saber tooth tiger. He had black glasses (shades) on so you could not see his eyes. He had a blue beret that slumped to the left. He had regular baggy jeans, sixteen belts encircled his waist, each one going into a specific direction. He had no shoes on and wore barbed wire on his knuckles. He had a few necklaces made of gold dangling from his neck. His two teeth that showed the most out of the rest were sharp enough to take out metal. It was no mistake that this guy…was the muscle of Vera's group. The tiger took Bentley and shoved him into the safehouse, Bentley screamed a cry for help that surely reached his binocucom.

Sly was dashing in-between poles and ducking beneath low bridges. Carmelita was following Sly with her shock pistol and shooting aimlessly and the raccoon.

"Hey precious, mind if we make this walk a bit shorter? I have a friend in need; I hope we can hang out some time though." Sly said with a mischievous look on his face. Sly ducked underneath a bridge and jumped to a nearby boat, and he threw a smoke onto the ground near him and made a run for it. He could only hope that his friend was still alive.

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Well I hope you liked the cliffhanger. I was going to make it end with Bentley getting shoved into the safehouse, but I decided to lengthen it with Sly being chased along a street. I didn't detail the chase, but he was being chased on a winding path and a few bridges were in his path and he had to duck underneath them. He finally found a chance to get out of the winding path from an opening of the winding path, he took the path and jumped onto a boat. He ducked under a bridge and jumped onto the next street, which lead to his safehouse. He threw a smoke bomb on the ground so Carmelita wouldn't dare to shoot, because she would fear that she would hit a citizen of Venice and get Interpol in trouble.