DM149: Well I've got a huge review from SpookyWeasel to reply to.

Music: I've not listened to any of the songs as of yet but I plan to and I'll mention them at the end of this chap.

Abilities: The wings are a maybe for now but I'm leaning towards yes. The mind abilities are a no; I want Sly to have a more animalistic approach on his kills. As for the absorbing ability, he'll gain a lot more than health when he does that and it'll play a vital role in this fic.

Missing fic: you're the first person to mention this, I'm sorry but all of my J&D fics are now pretty much dead. If I can get in the mood for them again I'll repost them, but it's looking unlikely. Sorry.

Carmelita walked swiftly through the near deserted streets towards the stranger's meeting place, cursing herself for even caring and wondering why the hell she was doing this for Cooper of all people. 'because you love him'. Her romantic side replied.

She shook the thought off and allowed her cop side to reply. 'No! He's a criminal. I just want to find him so I can put him behind bars!' Being satisfied with her cop side's answer, she locked away the subject along with the fact that deep down, she wanted that raccoon t be safe more than anything.

She soon reached her objective, the alleyway that separated the Holiday Inn and the Le Credo restaurant. She walked in cautiously, expecting an ambush. But she was met with only the same nasally voice answering her arrival.

"You're late." The voice replied, its owner shrouded in darkness.

Carmelita grew a little testy from the voice's accusation. "Don't care, now come out of there."

"Sorry, but I think I'll be safer if my identity remains a secret." The voice replied.

That drove Carmelita over the edge, nobody ordered her around. She really didn't feel like arguing with this guy though, so she simply drew her shock pistol, pointed it at the man's outline and cocked it for emphasis.

"OK! OK! I'm comin out!" The voice replied and started coming forward.

A wheelchair redistricted turtle rolled quickly out from the shadows. "Wait." Carmelita so very intelligently stated. "You're the turtle from Sly's gang."

"Correct." The turtle stated. "My name is Bentley; I'm the brains of the Cooper gang. But enough with the formalities Inspector, let's get down to business. Do you know why we are here?"

"Yes, because apparently you know more about Cooper than I do." Carmelita replied

"Yes but unfortunately it's not that simple for you inspector." Bentley stated

Carmelita was growing slightly confused and irritated. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I'm going to need some, how shall I put this, loyalty confirmation. I need to know that I'm not giving info to a party that will use it against us."

"What?!" Carmelita asked rather loudly. "You are asking me, a cop, to swear loyalty to a gang of thieves that I have been trying to put behind bars for years? If anything, I should be throwing you in jail and be done with it."

"Look, I don't think you have much of a choice!" Bentley replied, his voice rising as well. "In case you haven't noticed, this city is now officially quarantined! Sooner or later, all walls that separate us citizens will crumble. Soon it won't matter if you're young or old, from the east or west, or even if you're a cop or criminal. Everyone will be working together just to stay alive. I'm just trying to help you get a head start."

Carmelita, as much she hated to admit it, saw his logic. Records have stated that areas under siege or quarantine usually ended up with all residents either going insane and killing each other, or putting aside all differences and working together.

But before she could answer, a loud explosion rang out through the city. Carmelita poked her head out of the alleyway to see that smoke was rising from a blocked off area that was not too far away. Next, a second explosion rang out, just as loud as the first.

She looked back at the turtle to find that he was already gone. She turned her attention back to the explosion's direction, deciding whether or not to follow it. 'Curiosity killed the cat.' Her thoughts yelled at her. 'I'm not a cat' she mentally replied as she started running towards the smoke.

It took her about 6 minutes to arrive at the sight which turned out to be the Paris military center, along the way several more explosions rang out. The gate had been completely smashed in so she could easily walk through. Once she was in, the sight made her gasp in horror.

Everywhere she looked there was blood layering the ground and burning remnants of crushed vehicles. The one the one thing that caught her eye was the lone body laying down only a few yards away from her. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that it was the body was that of the famous general Jacque Marseilles only his head was about two feet separated from his body.

"He paid the ultimate price" a strangely familiar but darker voice said behind her. She immediately spun around and drew her shock pistol in one fluid motion. She then saw the owner of the mysterious voice to be none other than Sly Cooper.

"The ultimate price for what he did to me." He looked almost exactly like he did in her dreams only he now had spots of blood caked on his clothes and random bullet holes littering them as well.

Carmelita wanted to breathe a sigh of complete relief once she saw him but she held her ground and asked him sternly; "I take it your responsible for this mess." Which was more of a statement than a question but the author was too lazy to fix it.

Sly just smirked and clapped his hands slowly. "Bravo, Inspector. How ever did you figure it out?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Then I have one more reason to take you in." she replied and shifted her shock pistol's power level to 4 of 5. Sly just lowered his head and chuckled.

"Go ahead Inspector; it won't do you any good." Sly said after he raised his gaze to meet her's. "The men that lay dead around your feet fired shots at me that would have killed a regular man in short seconds. Do you really believe that a weapon that was designed to only stun could really have much effect on me. Go ahead, give me your best shot." He finished his sentence and opened his arms widely, giving her a clear shot.

Carmelita obviously took advantage of the situation by switching her shock pistol's power level to 5 and firing at his chest. The shot travelled quickly through the air to Sly's chest, and made contact with it. The shot's shock power visibly rippled through his body but he barely flinched once the shot hit him.

Carmelita's mouth dropped at the sight before her, the last person she had used level 5 on had lost all use of their left leg and yet Sly got hit in the chest and barely moved.

"Tingly" Sly ever so intelligently responded to the shot, lowering his arms.

"Why are you doing this?" Carmelita asked lowering her gun and hoping that logic would suffice.

Sly's smug grin quickly faded after the question was asked. "Revenge." He simply said. "Revenge for what they did to me. Do you know how painful it is to have a dangerous serum injected into your body each and every day like some animal? Or how do you think it feels having this being forming within you that just makes you want to kill relentlessly, feeding on your anger every moment?" Sly rambled on with tears forming in his eyes.

Carmelita had tears forming in hers as well before Sly dropped the bomb. "Or how…" he began, his voice cracking and his eyes refusing to meet hers. "Or how do you think it feels knowing that your previous like is gone? That because of what you've become, you can never return home?"

Carmelita was extremely moved by his speech. She had never seen someone, let alone Sly, so defeated, so worn out, so destroyed. He started wondering what monsters could destroy a spirit like Sly's so ruthlessly.

"And that, my lovely inspector." Sly continued. "Is why I'm doing this…and why I must leave now." He finished off with before turning his back to her and putting his hood up. But Carmelita wasn't about to let him go.

"Wait,Sly!" She began but was cut off.

"I'm sorry Carm." He said before he seemed to vanish from thin air.

Carmelita gasped at the sight before her and looked around frantically for Sly. But she soon felt an invisible hand cup her cheek and something warm and furry press against her mouth. It was then that Sly let down his camouflage to reveal him pressing a hard kiss against her lips.

The vixen was dumbstruck at the action of the raccoon in front of her. She wanted to push him away or break the kiss but her body wouldn't let her, it just seemed to turn to jello as she sank more and more into the surprising kiss. But Sly broke it after what seemed like hours but was probably only a few seconds.

"But this is where we say goodbye." He said before he turned and dashed off with super-human like speed and hopped over the fence in one bound. She opened her mouth and reached out for him, but he was already gone.

XXXXXXXX

Back at the Cooper Safe house, everyone was waiting on Bentley's slideshow presentation on their operation to find Sly, but Bentley was delaying the start.

"Come on Bent, what's the hold up." Murray asked in a whining tone.

"Just another minute." Bentley replied and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Everyone tensed because anyone who had to knock to get in probably wasn't here for any friendly business. But Bentley calmly answered the door.

On the other side stood Inspector Fox with a solemn look on her face and she only said two words to the turtle in front of her.

"I'm in."

DM149: To SpookyWeasel I checked out the song selections and yeah I guess they do relate to Sly's predicament. Also, I believe that 'Animal I have Become' by Three days Grace is a formidable song for this fic as well.

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