Chapter Six: To plummet, or not to plummet, that is the question.

"Ladies and myself, fasten your seatbelts please, the Cooper Van will be landing in a few short moments in Mesa City, Utah. Brace yourselves for an impact on not only the ground, but the world as the New Legacy starts its greatest heist yet. The… wait what exactly is our first heist again?" Seth asked stopping the insanely annoying announcer's voice he was using beforehand.

Bonnie giggled a little even though she still didn't understand why they were going to Mesa City anyway. Morgan looked up from her computer, "Well Slow Seth," she started sarcastically, "I've been looking at the grounds of all our parent's old heisting jobs. Mesa City is the most discrete, it's got great training equipment, and it's been abandoned since your mother hauled Mugshot away all those years back!" She turned to face Bonnie.

"That's all good and well," Bonnie began, "But once I've read through this book," she gestured toward the Thievius Raccoonus, "and I've learned all there is to know, what we do then."

For the first time in the last few days everyone was silent. Not one of them thought about what they were going to do once they were all prepared and ready for actual thieving. They didn't have any vendettas to make good on, apart from their parents of course. All of them lacked motives to even be thieves, well at least now they did considering all of their motives thus far have gotten them where they are now. Bonnie thought for a moment, they had to get their name on the map. They had to be big but how could they pull off something even bigger then what they've already accomplished.

"That's an interesting thought Bonnie," Morgan stated, "I guess I didn't think that far ahead myself."

Seth let out a laugh as he brought the van down to a screeching halt in the deserted deserts of Mesa City. He finally took his foot off the petal and turned so that both Bonnie and Morgan were in his view. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we are quite literally above the law at this point, we've got our own bad guy hideout and let's face it we're damn good, but there's a lot of room for improvement. Training alone could take weeks if not months. Then we could start out small? Heisting a couple stores for things like food, and clothes for disguises. We can train off the land and head into Vegas for our heists once we're trained up enough, it's only a few hours away and we could-"

Morgan shook her head, "We get it Seth we've got options, but before we even start contemplating those we need to build up our fortress and strengths." She popped out of the van and began scanning the area for signals and possible cameras and tracking units. Seth hopped out and headed directly toward the race track he'd heard his dad talk about so many times.

Bonnie was hesitant but when Morgan opened the trunk she climbed out and took in the rubble around her. The air was warm and humid, she wasn't sure what to expect. She looked at the pipes and lanterns overhead and imagined her father climbing across them on his mission to take down Mugshot. This was everything she needed in her life, it was coming together right in front of her like pieces of a puzzle. Bonnie turned around and took in everything, the rundown buildings the falling apart structures and neon lights that anyone could tell haven't been lit in so long. She found herself gripping her Cooper cane tighter in her right fist and pressing the Thievius Raccoonus to her chest with her left arm. She was ready to become the next legacy the next Cooper in the thieving business. She was ready to take the thrown, or in this case cane, and she was ready to wield it with pride.

She was so fixated within her fantasies that she hadn't realized that Morgan had been talking to her. "Got it?" she asked.

Bonnie stared blankly at her face and she couldn't help but giggle. She didn't hear a word she said so she figured she'd play it smooth and pay her a compliment so she wouldn't be mad if she had to repeat herself. "You've got pretty green eyes Morgan I never noticed them before."

She looked down and blushed clearly taken aback by what Bonnie said. "Um…Thanks. But that doesn't answer my question, will you do it?"

Bonnie let out the breath she was holding, "Okay if I'm being honest I wasn't listening to a word you said to me."

Morgan rolled her eyes, "Bonnie get your head out of the clouds, I need to jam my families signals so it makes it harder to find us that's why you and I are going to make a video of you declaring something big that all our parents will see and while it does that it will also infect my dad's intercoms and most of his recently developed technology with a virus. It will be irreversible because every time my father tries to work around it, it will evolve to fight the oncoming attack. I'm the only person who can disable it. The only problem is it could take anywhere from four or five minutes to install, I need a distraction. I need that distraction to be you."

Bonnie looked perplexed at the ground, "I have a better idea, you know where our dads are right now right?"

She shrugged, "a plane somewhere, probably over Europe, I can't track them that often without giving them a signal to follow, that's why I've got to plant the virus."

Seth was racing up the hill to join the girls again, "Man I could get some serious driving skill down there." He noticed something serious was being discussed and threw his purple hands up. "Great, what happened now because I promise I didn't do anything?"

Morgan shook her head, "Nothing Seth don't be dumb, we are going to stall our parents longer with a virus I developed on the way here, so what exactly is your bigger plan than a ransom video."

Bonnie smirked, "Let's get to work gang." She relayed her idea and the others jumped on board right away. She knew this was going to work; it gave her an opportunity to meet the very man she originated from, as well as allowed good old Morgan to plant the virus. She felt her plan coming together and rushed to help Morgan make all the preparations necessary. This was going to be a truly wonderful moment for her, even if it was going to be the potential downfall of her fathers.

*The skies above Europe*

Sly paced back and forth in the jet and denied food or refreshments from Bentley, it wouldn't be possible to get anything anyway considering ever since they boarded the jet Murray hasn't left the kitchen section. He contemplated if they made the right call to go to Russia first; part of him had a feeling that she wouldn't be there. Sly couldn't fight the idea that something was wrong. Well everything was wrong he was surrounded by a world he didn't know anymore. He had a child, well two children, and the gang he'd left behind all those years back just didn't seem to be in it the way they used to be.

Bently noticed Sly's continuous pacing and he felt somewhat bad for him. To have something like this sprung on him no more than twenty-four hours or so prior. He felt his pain and decided to act on the opportunity to rebuild the friendship they'd once had by seizing the moment to discuss what had been bothering all of them, their kids. He wheeled over to where he was pacing. "Lost in thought?"

Sly looked up but only briefly enough to recognize how close Bentley had gotten before he continued to walk along the worn down jet carpet that followed the pattern that his feet were walking. "Lost in a new world of thought Bentley."

"I know it's a lot to take in Sly, all of us lost something and all of us are affected but I know we'll find the kids. We can split them up on their merry way again and it will be set."

Sly stopped pacing and plopped in a lounge chair. "Bently I don't want to split the kids up, I think that's a terrible idea. I mean right out of the shoot my daughter stole the Thievius Raccoonus in alliance with your daughter and Murray's son. That's a thieving skill I want to hone and help grow. I want Bonnie in my life! She's everything Clyde isn't! I was so worried he was going to be the prodigal son, the follower of my footsteps. All he talks about is playing in sandboxes and asking me for cookies. He doesn't even try to steal them Bentley! I think our kids could be the next us."

Bently crossed his arms. "So you're not even mad?"

Sly shook his head and placed it in his hands, "I'm not saying I'm not mad, of course I'm mad she's got my family heirlooms, but she is family, she's almost entitled to them. I think that that's what this is all about Bentley, she's trying to take back what's hers."

Bently looked perplexed as if now he was lost in thought, Sly brought up a good point. Maybe the children weren't out to bring down the family, hell maybe they were just trying to be something more than what they had set out for them to be. "You've got a point Sly, I think they might just be trying to be who they want to be."

"Can we get in touch with them, in anyway? Maybe if we just explain to them that all we want is to explain everything no repercussions." Murray poked his head up from the fridge.

He marched over and sat next to Sly, "Hold the hotdog Sly, there's no way Seth is not getting some type of punishment for this! He stole our Cooper van!"

Sly looked over at him, "And Bonnie stole my cane and Morgan stole the Thievius Raccoonus. Would you have done it?"

Murray ate a cookie he'd had in his hand, "You're right, we all woulda done it if we coulda back then."

Sly stood up, "Exactly! So what if we just try to reach the children and explain to them that we don't want to harm them or split them up or make them go back to the lives they had. What if we try and explain that we aren't the enemies."

Murray munched more cookies, "Would Carmelita" he paused to swallow, "be on board with that?"

Sly shook his head, "Honestly, I don't really care if she is. She's just as bad as us in a not-so-bad kind of way! I'll give Bonnie the choice, judging by the current situation we are in, she would choose to come with me. If I know Carmelita and boy do I, she'll oppose and push Bonnie further into my arms! It's genius!"

Bently let out a sigh, "There's a problem with your philosophy Sly, Morgan is really good at what she does. She's learned the things I've learned these long years. Her technological skills are at my level and if not there they are advanced. She blocks any signal I try to put out. If I find a way to stall the kids, she finds a way around it. There's nothing I can do to get in touch with the children."

As he finished, the monitor in the front of the plane started ringing. All three of them looked to see the name Bonnie Cooper requesting a thiefnet video chat. "I'm sorry Bentley, but what's that then?" Sly asked.

Bently did a quick background check on the video and found no location but was able to confirm that it was indeed Bonnie Cooper. "I…uh…found them."

"Oh did you?" Sly asked. "Hit answer!"

Bently hit the enter key on his key board and the screen started to connect. The gang fell silent no one knew what to expect. Sly especially, his daughter was going to be right before him. Not physically but in some sort. The idea was still there, but he just couldn't control his thoughts. His daughter, Bonnie Cooper.

The screen finally flicked on and in that moment they were eye to eye, well webcam to webcam. It was all three of them. Morgan who he hadn't seen since she was probably five or so. Seth he hadn't seen since he was probably younger than that. He still wore that backwards hat atop his purple head, he really was a spitting image of Murray. However Sly was most intrigued by the spitting image he saw of Carmelita. A foxy girl with the Cooper cane. His mouth fell slightly agape, he took in his daughter standing relatively before him, and it all really depended on how you saw the scenario. Sly shook his head slightly and tried to ignore his wit for the sake of the situation at hand.

"Bonnie," was all Sly could muster. He hid his sorrow for missing her life, for not knowing of her existence, all the better to hide it behind his comedic-like sarcasm. "Long time no see kid."

Morgan looked once over at Bonnie, immediately sensing the way she was slightly taken aback by that statement. She couldn't figure out what Bonnie was actually thinking whether she detected his sarcasm or not, nevertheless she hoped Bonnie would start saying something soon so the plan could work.

Sly didn't mean to be a bit sarcastic with his daughter, he was just being his not-so-serious self, he was sure everyone knew that serious was just something Sly wasn't. He eagerly awaited her response. Seconds ticked by and he just stared at her and she did him. He almost begged her to speak, just because he never got to hear her voice, in this moment he wanted to.

Bonnie shook her thoughts, he was being comedic he's never seen you before nor you him. The plan Bonnie you have to talk or they'll get suspicious. "Haha," was all she could muster at the moment. A few more seconds of rushed thinking passed. "Quite funny wouldn't you say though? Long time should really have been phrased 'whole life no see kid.'" Sly looked defeated, Bonnie knew she was dancing on his emotions. She had to whether she wanted to or not, just a few more minutes she thought.

"You know I'm assuming as well as I do kid. Carmelita kept you from me."

"Actually coon, I've got a name, it's Bonnie. Also, I don't remember assigning blame in my previous statement."

Sly's expression grew slightly angered. She was pretty ballsy, even for his daughter. "You don't wanna wage war with us, Bonnie." He spit out her name as if he'd been chewing on something bitter. "For heaven's sake we are your parents, shouldn't you like be listening to us?"

Morgan looked at her father, "Yeah and staying confined in the lab all our lives."

Seth caught on and stared at his father through the webcam, "Oh let's not forget having to stay put under someone else's watch because you say you have to go, all the time."

Bonnie smiled, "Or growing up without knowledge of any of this, listening to mom 'Stay with your uncle, Bonnie, I've gotta find Sly.' Or learning to survive on your own, raising yourself because mommy and daddy ran off together and had another kid and lived the dream while ignoring you. Don't worry Sly, I listened. I listened so well that I started to believe that all I was, was an accident. Don't worry though I know that I'm more than that now. I'm Bonnie Cooper, next generation of the Cooper Legacy. You're the one who left your cane with my mom, you're the one who dismounted your thrown. Now it belongs to me Mr. Cooper.

Bonnie noticed for the first time that Bentley was actually losing focus on the screen and she couldn't have that. She thought quickly thankfully she didn't have to continue to drag on about her feelings, she feared her anger would combust into tears. When Morgan took initiative and interrupted.

"Hey Bentley," she turned toward Morgan who she heard the call from, Bentley turned to face his daughter, disappointment in his eyes. "How's…" she faltered "How is mom doing?"

Bentley wheeled toward the webcam, he looked really defeated and Morgan felt a twinge of guilt, she basically stripped away his title of "dad" and she knew it hit him where it hurt. "She's worried about you Morgan, we're all," he turned and made a gesture toward Murray and Sly, then changed his gaze to Bonnie and then flicked it over to Seth. "We're not trying to harm you, we just want you to come back so we can figure this whole thing out together."

Morgan heard a faint beeping sound and from the looks of it everyone else did too. "And go back to isolation from the world again, no thanks." She ran off camera and pressed a few buttons on her keyboard. For the first time Sly turned around and noticed that no one was focused on anything other than the kids. The screen monitor of Bentley's laptop let out an electric surge and then died. Murray backed away and Sly brought his gaze back to his daughter.

"This was a set up to hack the plane!"

Bonnie smiled, "What a day is it when the children outsmart the parents. Morgan totally out Bently-ied her dad, Seth well, Seth out Murray-ied Murray and I, I out Coopered you Sly."

Bentley tried to regain control of the plane and his tech, "They've got total control of everything! From the plane to the communications with headquarters. I've lost control of everything!"

Sly and Murray toppled over as the plane rapidly began to descend. Bentley tried to fiddle with the controls in the cockpit but was out of luck, "The rate at which we are descending could lead to fatalities if the plane doesn't land properly." The webcam still remained up. Sly tried to stand but he started flopping all over the place. Murray tried to grab the parachutes in the back of the plane but the door was locked and armed, since none of the systems were running he couldn't punch in the code and retrieve them. Feeling crushed and unstable considering the plane was throwing him around, he climbed into the nearest chair and fastened his seatbelt.

"Sly grab my hand I'll pull you over." He said from his seat

Sly ignored him. He pushed forward through an army crawl grabbing whatever furniture, or kink in the plane he could just to propel himself forward. The plane was falling fast now and the force was pushing him backward with a might so strong he had to use all of his strength to fight the laws of physics. He tried to make it to the webcam and was barely able to get his words out. "You can't just kill us!"

Bonnie looked at him perplexed. "That's not in the plan." She quickly looked at Morgan with concern. "Morgan they could die, what's happening?"

She simply shook her head. "The plane controls didn't come through my virus yet. I don't know how long it will take."

Bonnies eyes flashed to the screen as she saw he father crawling toward the camera. Could she have just killed the man she wanted to find ever since she knew who he was? Sure she had a vendetta but his death was not what she wanted, all she wanted was freedom. She couldn't live with herself if something happened to him. She glanced at Seth and he seemed a bit tortured with the idea himself.

"Morgan do something now!" Seth yelled over to her.

"I'm trying!" she yelled back clearly panicked.

Bonnie froze in the moment. Time suddenly stopped. She looked at her father disappointment and sadness in his eyes. She listened as Bentley called from out of view "We're approaching 30,000 feet."

Morgan stopped briefly as if the thought had just struck her, sure they had all felt oppressed in their former lives, but they couldn't just kill their parents. She was at a loss for what to do. She turned to face Bonnie. "The only way to give them back control would be to terminate my virus. They'd eventually find us."

Bonnie turned her gaze back to Sly. He had reached the camera for the webcam and was holding on to the railing close by. "Listen Bonnie, he tried yell over the plane. I never knew you were alive, I never knew you were my daughter. However that doesn't mean I don't love you already. You're everything I could have hoped the next generation Cooper could be. Take care of your brother if you ever find him, and try not to be too hard on your mother. Now you'll really only have her."

Bonnie let out a tear she didn't know she was holding. "Morgan I didn't want this, none of us want this."

Bentley screamed from the cockpit, "20,000 feet and declining."

"You don't think I know that! The controls could come through any second, and I could land the plane safely. If I give them control back they can find our transmission signal we would have a find a new place to go. What should I do Bonnie?" she asked, frantic after hearing her father's voice explaining how close they were to the ground.

Sly looked down embracing the imminent, he didn't think his daughter could have it in her to do this. "You don't need to see this." He switched off the webcam and the kids were no longer looking at the tragedy. Bonnie's heart raced, she just met her father and now she left him plummeting to his death.

She started to cry and noticed the others did the same. "Morgan!" she yelled. "What are you waiting for an invitation? Kill the damn virus!"

She clicked feverishly for a few seconds and typed a few disarming codes into her laptop, "it's disabled."

"Bonnie can you bring them back up?" Seth asked a little misty eyed himself.

Morgan pushed her computer away and rose to face her comrades. "The communications are still down. I don't know how long their systems will take to reboot after fending my virus."

"What does that mean Morgan?" Seth asked giving into his tears.

"Exactly what you think it means Seth." Bonnie said as she fell to her knees. "We could have just killed our parents."

*** Authors Note***

I would like to formally apologize for being so late in writing the next chapter. I know chapter five was kind of dry but I needed it to get some character development. I hope this one sparked up some more interest in you to not lose total faith in me!

Please remember I am a full time college student and with all my assignments and papers and even balancing some social life in the mix I have been very busy lately! Thanks for your patience with me and I will try my hardest to not leave you stranded with the cliff hanger for too long! Thanks for reading, helpful criticism would be appreciated. Also I would like to apologize formally for misspelling Bentley's name, the whole time I forgot the other "e" that goes in it, an error I've corrected in this chapter and will continue to correct throughout the rest of the story. Input would be appreciated and thanks for reading!