Disclaimer: I do not own Sly Cooper or any other character from the Sly Cooper games. The only characters I own are Cedric, Hugo, and any other OCs I throw in to the mix. Kajiyama is the name of a real leader of the yakuza and as such, I take no credit for him.

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The Rescue

That night, if any of the people in the street had looked up at the rooftops, they would have seen six shapes darting from rooftop to rooftop. When Cedric, Hugo, Grace, Sly, and Carmelita reached the warehouse, they were all out of breath.

"Can everyone read me?" asked Bentley over the binocucom.

"Check," answered everyone at once.

"We better get started,' said Cedric, "We all have our own jobs, let's meet back here once we're done."

Each group took off in different directions.

Sly, Carmelita, and Bentley went to the left side of the building and found the door there locked shut. Sly and Carmelita shared a look, then both began climbing nearby poles to the top. They then dropped into the warehouse through a skylight and let Bentley in. Carmelita couldn't help feeling a sense that she was doing what she had stopped others from doing her whole life. That is until she saw some of the huge crates that the workers were loading onto a ship nearby.

"Cedric, what is in those crates?" she asked over the binocucom.

"The yakuza provide most of the 'pleasure' services in many countries. There are people in those crates. Mainly women," he said with disgust.

"Why doesn't the government stop them?" she asked.

"Two reasons. First, they get paid not to notice the 'shipments.' Secondly, the yakuza actually are providing some of the economic boost by doing things like this. The government has tried to stop them before, but they are always stopped by the higher-ups who benefit from the yakuza."

"You're telling me the cops here do nothing! Those low-lifes give cops a bad name."

"Yes, but this is why there are people like Cooper and myself. We stop these guys when the cops can't or won't."

Pondering this, Carmelita decided that the break-in was in some ways like entering a known criminal's house. Just doing my duty, she thought.

The three of the had gotten to the elevator which Sly had gone down earlier. They got on and quietly began to descend. Suddenly, the elevator stopped, shuddered, then began to fall faster and faster. Too late, Carmelita realized that the elevator had probably been updated since Sly's entrance and that if they didn't get out of there soon, they would all meet a very uncomfortable end.

Meanwhile, Cedric, Grace, and Hugo had gone through one of the air shafts to get to the lower levels. Grace and Hugo went off to cause the diversion while Cedric left the two to find Kajiyama's hangout. Grace and Hugo knocked out a few guards and stole their keys. Then, they entered the security center.

"Cedric said he wanted a diversion. What do you think we should do first?" asked Grace.

"First, what happens when all the guard barracks lock themselves," said Hugo as he typed commands into the computer, "Then the heat for all the personal rooms drops 30 degrees Celsius. Finally, what if the sprinkler system turns itself on and all the TVs get child's shows for a few hours?"

"Pure chaos," answered Grace smiling. Hugo might not be the kindest or most polite of people, but he had style. Cedric better be okay, she thought.

"I'm gonna go help Cedric, can you hold out here?" she asked.

"He's not gonna need you're help. I got control here. The guards should be stuck for a few hours. I'll call on the binocucom if anything happens," he answered.

Grace left, sprinting to catch up with Cedric.

At that moment, Cedric had just entered Kajiyama's office. He hacked Kajiyama's personal computer and downloaded all of the incriminating information onto a disc before looking for files concerning the next of Wainwright's lackeys.

"I assume you're Cedric. Or should I call you The Dragon?" came a voice filled with contempt from behind Cedric.

Cedric whirled to face a man in the doorway with a katana in his hands. The man was shorter than Cedric but was much broader in the shoulders. He looked like the type of person who'd break your kneecaps for the mob. His close-cropped black hair had a few gray hairs in it and he was wearing what looked like a mobster's outfit from the type of Al Capone.

"Who's asking?" challenged Cedric, knowing full well the answer.

"Kajiyama. Who else?"