Hello! I'm back again! So did you like the two last chapters? If not, please note that this chapter revolves around the competition mentioned in previous chapters. So what's it really about? You'll see soon enough.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sly. I don't know who came up with "All your base are belong to us" but I don't own it.
I own the song mentioned. I made it when I was thinking for a song (since I couldn't use my original plan) and this is what you get.
Chapter 5: The Contest
Faye dusted herself off in front of the nightclub's entrance. Sly had probably given the reconnaissance photos to Bentley already and they were now planning the theft of the Clockwerk Tail Feathers. Faye walked up to the double doors and was blocked by a warthog guard and a leather guardrail.
"Invitation please," he said in a gruff voice.
"I'm here for the contest," said Faye. The guard snorted on her, making Faye's face wet. He glared at her and said,
"Who sent you?" Faye kept a firm face even with snot on her.
"StableKayla," she responded. The guard grinned and lifted the leather guardrail.
"Welcome to Dimitri's Nightclub," said the guard. Faye opened the doors and stepped into the club. Pounding music, colorful lights, and a hint of danger… It was just as Sly as said. Dimitri's Greasy Sweet song was pounding like Thor's hammer on iron. But there was something else there. A certain smell like cinnamon and pepper together filled her nostrils.
'That is one funky smell. It must be the spice.' Faye spied a lone sign on her right that read: "Singing Idol Competition - This Way" Faye followed the sign's directions and walked down a corridor with many doors with stars on them.
Faye emerged in the backstage of a theater.
'Didn't Sly come through here to get the Crystal Keys?' Another warthog guard came up to Faye.
"You here for the contest?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Who sent you?"
"StableKayla." The guard led Faye over to a large computer. Something only a rich person could afford. It was the king of computers, towering over Faye and the guard.
"Pick a song from the bank and wait your turn," said the guard. He gave Faye a microphone to put over her ear and left to once again guard the doorway. Faye cycled through several songs.
"Junk, rap, no words, not enough words, too many words, too fast a beat, theme songs, and…keep going… Ugh!" Faye grunted in frustration. "None of these songs work! What's this? 'Choose music for custom song.'" Faye smiled. "Alright, I just click and there!" A registration screen came up and Faye filled it out; her name as Destiny, the song as "Future," and added "All your base are belong to us" in the rest of the blanks.
"Ok?" Faye read what was onscreen and clicked it. As she did, a computer voice said,
"Destiny please go on stage after Rexus." Faye looked around for another person. Faye felt someone tap her shoulder and whirled around. A lean, rather, tall dog overlooked her. He was a golden retriever who wore baggy, rapper-type clothes. He had a red sweatshirt and blue sweats.
"Destiny, eh?" he said.
"I take it you're Rexus?" inquired Faye.
"Yeah. I'm singing a rap I made up. Which one are you doing?"
"You'll see," said Faye.
"Welcome to Sing Off. First up, Rexus. Step up and show us your bling!" said the computer. Rexus walked off towards the stage and Faye thought up an act for her song.
"Yo, yo, yo! Tyrano Rexus is in the hizzouse!" shouted Rexus. Sounds of 'We love you Rexus!' and 'Show us your stuff!' were heard as Rexus took the microphone in his ear and turned it up full blast. Rapper music played in the background and he rapped,
"Yo mo name is T. R. Exus.
Listen to me as I rap this.
I'm pretty strong, you shouldn't mess
With a D-A-W-G. Confess
To me that you are here today.
T. R. Exus is here to stay!" The crowd cheered.
"Born on the streets of Pierre
I come to you and invite.
If you were me and I were you
Would you want to rap or fight?
It weren't funny; it weren't good
As the coppers came down to my hood.
There was shooting, there was death
I felt the coldness of ruin upon my neck.
But I made it out of the shelling
And now I'm here and telling
All of you here tonight
Be grateful for your heart's truth and might." Rexus ended and the crowd was quiet. Then one member yelled out,
"What is this?" There was cussing as he was booed off stage.
"I thought it spoke of truth. Nothing these guys will ever know," remarked Faye.
"Thanks. It's good to know at least one person knew what I was rapping about," said Rexus. He walked off and grabbed a seat.
"Destiny, step up and show us your bling!"
"I swear that sounds like Dimitri," muttered Faye. She put on the ear microphone and marched out on stage. The song started with a mid-tempo with a guitar, snapping, and other effects then it sounded like someone hit a drum. After the intro was done, Faye sang,
"Over the past fortnight I have been," Faye pointed to herself,
"Seeing something that should not be seen," the lights above made strange designs around Faye as she went on,
"I'm having crazy visions I cannot describe," she twirled her finger near head for a moment to indicate craziness,
"So I want to tell you now; I'll try to scribe," Faye pointed to the audience,
"Future…" Dark lighting surrounded Faye and her voice echoed, and it would happen throughout each chorus,
"That's what I see.
Future…
What could it be?
Future…
It isn't too far.
Future…
To see is my art.
I got to tell you all about this prophecy.
It could affect the world along with you and me," Faye pointed to the audience then to herself.
"I see a traitor lurking around the bend," she curved her hand to indicate a bend.
"I see a friendship broken that has to be mend," she put her hands together in fists and pulled them roughly apart.
"A plan of dominance is foretold
But a design to foil it has been unfold," she made her right hand into a fist.
"Future…
That's what I see.
Future…
What could it be?
Future…
It isn't too far.
Future…
To see is my art.
Seeing the future isn't so bad.
You can see what's to happen and what's to be had.
I've seen the rise of a righteous band," Faye brought her right hand up,
"And the fall of a 'prestigious' man," she brought her right hand back down.
"I've seen the destruction of a wicked bird
But you wouldn't believe it if you heard.
Because the future can be hard to believe
But the time has come close for my prophecy's eve.
Future…
That's what I see.
Future…
What could it be?
Future…
It isn't too late.
Future…
I'll try to change Fate…
So here we are at presage's door," Faye put her hands up in front of her.
"Can't tell when it's going to open for sure," she brought her hands down.
"But one thing's clear and I can tell you this:" she put up her right index finger.
"The future's one thing you don't want to miss
Cause when the chance comes around," she put her finger down.
"You don't want to look it down.
Future…
That's what I see.
Future…
What could it be?
Future…
It isn't too far.
Future…
To see is my art…
Future…
That's what I see.
Future…
What could it be?
Future…
It isn't too late.
Future…
I'll try to change Fate…" The lights went back to normal as Faye carried out the last note and ended her song. The crowd applauded and some even whistled.
"I think we have a winner," said a voice. Faye's eyes became saucers then reverted back. From the shadows came the purple lizard she had seen earlier.
'Dimitri! Don't twitch. Don't twitch. Don't twitch.' Faye crossed her arms. The Lounge Lizard came up with the five thousand coins and a gold trophy.
"You showed us your bling. What is your name?" asked Dimitri. Faye smirked and said with a street accent,
"My name is Des-tan-ay, y'all! Cause it's my destiny to rock out loud!" Faye pumped her fist into the air and the crowd cheered wildly. Dimitri gave Faye the prize and held her hand up.
'He's touching my hand! He's touching my hand. I do not like this. He's still touching my hand.' Faye waved farewell to the audience and left the nightclub. She ambled nonchalantly to the bay, immediately dipped her hand into it, and sighed,
"I hate lizards, now and forever." Flop, slap. Flop, slap. Someone walked up behind Faye. She turned to see…
"Rexus!"
"You did good," he said. Faye grabbed her trophy.
"Here," Faye handed the trophy to Rexus, "You deserve it. I wasn't that good. Those people wouldn't know real talent if it slapped them in the face and said 'Hey! I'm talent!'"
"But…"
"No. You take it. I only entered for fun."
"Thanks," said Rexus and he walked off. Faye sighed and looked above to see Sly jumping from the nightclub window where 'Theatre Pick Pocketing' occurred. Faye's eyes widened.
"He didn't. No way." Faye abandoned her sack of coins and jumped on the nearest overhang onto the rooftop. Sly was heading towards one of the satellites.
"Neyla… So he already turned off the security to the printing press," Faye said under her breath. She followed Sly, staying one roof behind. Faye hid behind the corner next to the satellite.
"Hold it Cooper!" it was Neyla.
'If only I could wring her neck!'
"Constable Neyla, another police woman hot on my tail," said Sly.
"Please, I led you here," said Neyla.
'Stupid conscience! I wish it wasn't so strong!'
"So that Klaww Gang slip up was a clue…why are you helping me out?"
'So she can have the Clockwerk parts for herself!'
"I'm not as black and white as Carmelita. I know what a menace those Clockwerk parts are and I don't want the likes of the Klaww Gang putting them to use."
'Cause you want them!'
"So what, it takes a thief to catch a thief?"
'Wish I could catch her…in a net of spikes!'
"Something like that. But if I'm going to trust you in this case I need to know that you can keep up…literally."
"Literally?"
"Don't fall behind."
'Don't worry, I won't.' Sly and Neyla raced off, jumping to the ground. Faye clinched her fists and chased after them. She ran and jumped from the two-story building and landed on the ground, the cat costume somehow keeping her from breaking any bones. She kept sprinting, continuing to follow her friend and enemy through the streets. Faye was blinded by her anger of Neyla so much, she didn't notice that she had run into three guards and was keeping a good pace behind Neyla and Sly. She even did the Rail Walk without fail. 'Wait a minute. If I reveal Neyla's identity and purpose who knows what'll happen?' Faye finally saw the closed off passageway where the mission ended.
"I'll let you get away, for now," Faye uttered. Faye walked back to the hideout and cursed herself for such a robust conscience.
So I got a little lazy in this chapter. Big whoop. Go see my lawyer. I bite at action scenes and rapping. But don't worry; there will be no more rapping. Till the next chapter…
Edit/note: The whole 'oh she did the Rail Walk without fail' thing relates to two things. One is obvious: she was blind with anger. People do things with reckless abandon when upset, even completing things once thought difficult. Reason two, the cat costume helps keep her balance. As a costume-less human she wouldn't be able to do the Rail Walk or even stand on a tightrope without years of practice. So yeah, it helps out quite a bit.