DM149: OK everyone, next chap in Prototype! This chap will be mostly story development. Ugh, I hate writing this shit. I want to get to the gore and sex scene.
Fans: Yeah!
Sly: Wait, there's a sex scene?
DM149: Yeah I decided that eventually I'm going to give you and Carm a sex scene in the story.
Sly: Woo Hoo! I'm getting laid!
DM149: Yeah, good for you. Also, special thanks to Gamerof1458 and Claire Cooper as my first reviewers. You guys are awesome! :-D
Two months later…
Carmelita took a groggy sip of her coffee as she went through the last of her paperwork in her Interpol office. It had been two months since Sly's reported capture; apparently the ring-tailed thief was dumb enough to be snooping around military territory and got himself thrown into an army prison.
Carmelita was completely surprised and relieved when the news reached her, in fact she was already back to her old arrest count from when Sly wasn't around. But now she had to admit, things had gotten boring around there.
Without Cooper popping up everywhere to steal something and enticing Carmelita to chase him, the vixen had actually gotten bored with all the easy arrests on minor larcenies and drug scandals. Even most murder cases seemed dull to her. She began to question herself, 'Am I actually missing Cooper?'
She shook the thought out of her head. 'No, that ringtail is behind bars now, my life is so much easier without him' she thought back to herself. 'and so much more boring.' She finished with, because deep down, she really wanted Sly to escape and have her chasing him around the world once more. Her prayer was about to be answered.
She finished her paperwork and took a look at her watch; it was 7:00 am, time to go home. She had been working on paperwork since 1:00 and she was tired as hell. Not that she minded coming into work during late hours but it was the tedious arrest record files.
She walked through the near deserted Interpol hallways back to her car, when something caught her eye. Three officers, one squirrel, and two lionesses were huddled around one paper and muttering to each other in a panicking manner.
"Hey, what's going on?" Carmelita asked, walking up to them.
They only barely took notice of her before one of the lionesses picked up the paper and shoved it into her face. Carmelita was slightly taken back by this but nearly spit out her sip of coffee when she read the head line: (A/N: lotsa ground-breaking newspapers ain't there.)
Sly Cooper Has Escaped.
Carmelita picked up the paper at her own doorstep once she got home to her apartment and began to read it frantically. She must have read it over 10 times before flopping down on her couch, dumbstruck.
The article talked about how Sly had escaped from the military institute with his newly acquired 'skills' and that the army had confessed that Sly was nowhere near any military turf of any kind during his capture. They also confessed that in the two months that Sly was there, because of his athletic abilities, he was put into a super soldier program that up until now was above classified. Sly was the only reported 'success' in the program but went a little crazy and broke out.
The most disturbing part though, was when they talked about his new abilities. They stated that the program was designed to give soldiers not only super strength, extreme speed or agility, but to also give the wearer shape-shifting abilities. This pretty much meant that Sly could be anyone or anything at anytime he wanted.
Now there was a quarantine on Paris, no one in no one out. The military needed to box Sly in to make it easier to catch him, so they were putting a stranglehold on Paris. Carmelita thought that this couldn't get any worse and that there was no possible way that it could get any better. But just then, the phone rang, speak of the devil.
She picked up and answered in the least frustrated voice she could muster. "Hello?"
"I'm going to assume that you read the news this morning Inspector." A nasally voice on the other line answered.
Carmelita took a glance at the newspaper with the rather menacing mug shot of Sly Cooper on the front before answering. "Yes, but what does that have to do with-"
"Please don't ask questions." The voice cut in. "If you want to find out more, come to the alleyway between the Le Crado restaurant and the Holiday Inn in half an hour." And with that the voice hung up.
Carmelita set the phone down with a confused look on her face, 'who the hell is this guy?' she asked herself. She had so many questions and so many reasons why she should just ignore it. But her curiosity had gotten the better her when she threw on her jacket and walked out the door.
DM149: Alright, I'm going to stop there. You guys should probably already be able to tell who the person on the other line was.
Sly: Should be pretty obvious, hey when am I going to get to have sex with Carm?
DM149: Ok now you're just being a perv….. and it's going to be quite a few chapters.
Sly: damn. When do I get to kick some ass?
DM149: I'll make part of the next chapter some ass kicking time. Okay?
Sly: YAY!!!
