DM149: Sorry you had to wait so long, but here it is; the next chapter in Prototype!
Triskillion53: Ah its cool man…. Just don't make any other references like that.
Paris, France 10:57a.m. Oct. 23, 2009
Lieutenant Marquis Delores, respected member of the French National Guard was walking towards the inner-city military center one morning.
He had almost made it to the gate when an arm reached out of a nearby alleyway, wrapped around his head and pulled him in. You could only hear scattered muffled cries, a sickening snap, and an even more sickening sloshing noise before the lieutenant walked out unharmed, cracked his neck, fixed his coat and moved on.
The gate opened immediately as Delores walked up, the two soldiers, both basset hounds, at the entrance quickly straightened up and saluted the lieutenant.
"Good morning, sir." They both said simultaneously.
The lieutenant smiled at them before saying good morning back to them and walking inside.
As Delores walked through the hallways he got a few 'good mornings' from scientists or other military officials, which he returned with a small smile. He soon reached the room that was his office in the center. He quickly closed the blinds on the office windows and unplugged the security cam in the corner.
Once he had made sure the coast was clear, a black wave of strange organic energy ran over his body from his feet to his head. Once the wave had made a full trip over his body, he was no longer 4 star French wolf lieutenant Marquis Delores, he was former legendary master thief turned monster Sly Cooper, standing there in his new leather jacket with his hood covering most of his face.
Sly wasted no time after the transformation, he quickly sat down at the late lieutenant's desk and went through the paperwork that he had gotten last night, and nothing was of use to him. The room around him had to be about 2/5s paperwork and military Intel, but he couldn't waste time reading it all. Fortunately, when he had absorbed the lieutenant, he had also obtained his memories and knowledge; he just needed to skim through his recent memories until he found what he was looking for.
He put his hands on the back of his head, closed his eyes, and began to look through the generals thoughts. Sly felt relieved when he found out the general didn't have any kids, but depressed when he found out that he did have a wife. But he got past it and focused on his objective.
Soon, he found out what he was looking for, info on the Solonam virus, the virus that had infected him. He looked through the lieutenants recent memories on the subject, but he found something disturbing. He started to narrow his search down to the memories related to the disturbing thought and soon his eyes shot open and he jumped up from the chair.
"Oh. My. God." Was all he could say, it didn't at all describe what he was feeling right then. He immediately walked right out of the office, not bothering to check and see if the coast was clear.
He saw nobody in the halls for a while, but soon came upon a young iguana scientist who looked up from his check board just long enough to have his mouth covered by a hand and to his lights knocked out by a swift punch to the head.
Sly lowered the young iguana to the ground before continuing on. He didn't get far before a large gorilla in an army uniform turned the corner and saw him.
"Hey you! Halt!" the gorilla screamed as he pulled out a pistol and smashed an alarm on the wall, to which red lights came on and an alarm noise blared from the speakers.
"This really isn't my day." Sly muttered to himself before reaching out for the gorilla's gun, his arm seem to make new black flesh as it extended the 15 foot gap between him and the gorilla and crushed the pistol in his hands. He then reached out his other arm and grasped it around the gorilla's head.
He retracted both his arms and one brought forward the gorilla with it. He quickly grasped the gorilla by the collar and delivered a punch that didn't knock him unconscious, but crushed his face into the ground. Sly's victory was shortly lived as several soldiers came around from behind him and started to open fire on him.
Sly just started running the opposite way, still feeling the useless bullets bounce off of his back. Sly soon came to a conclusion for a plan, and increased his speed.
Soon, Sly burst through the stone wall of the military center and knocked down the fence around the building. He did a quick bound off of the ground and bounced about 75 feet into the air, landing on the roof of a nearby tall building.
He quickly collapsed to the ground, it all made sense to him now. Of course this had to happen; he thought he was so stupid for not expecting this. The only problem remained was that he needed to warn them, he needed to warn his friends. But how?
He smirked to himself as he came to
a conclusion. "How could Carmelita reject a chance to chase
me?"
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At the Cooper Gang Safe house…
"Alright, everybody ready?" Bentley asked.
The whole gang, and Carmelita, was settled around the safe house living room awaiting a presentation on what they would be dealing with and how to get Sly back.
"Okay then." Bentley started. "We'll start with a map of Paris at the moment."
Bentley then put up a map of Paris that had several spots of either red or blue dyed areas on them and one singled out green area that was surrounded by a red area.
"Now these spots of blue and red on the map are vital to us. The blue spots are safe house areas, Murray and I took the liberty of clearing out some old abandoned buildings around the city. Should you find yourself in trouble or outmatched, you can take out your map and take refuge in the nearest safe house."
There were about 8 different safe houses among Paris, each with a small vicinity of 'safety' around them.
"Now these red areas, we want to avoid as much as possible." Bentley continued. "They are concentrated military zones, within each is a highly guarded military center and a vast amount of troopers and defenses. Only step in these zones during a mission or if it is ABSOLUTELY necessary."
Everybody pretty much got the idea since Bentley stressed it so much, before Carmelita asked the question that was on everyone's mind.
"I have two questions." Carmelita said. "First, what is everything in between? Second, what is that little green area?"
"Ah yes." Bentley began. "Everything in between is pretty much neutral, not too much activity there so we should just walk through these areas with maybe a disguise on if need be. As for this green area… I actually don't know." Everyone was in slight shock at the turtle's answer. "This area was deemed unknown when I found this map, my only analysis is that the military red zone around it is probably to offer some protection or containment to it. Avoid it for now just to be safe."
Everyone agreed just as they heard a loud clomp on the fire escape outside.
"Well hello ladies and gentlemen." The stranger replied in a strangely familiar voice. "You've devised this whole plan to capture Sly Cooper huh? Well you can throw that plan away now cause…" the stranger threw down his hood. "…he's right here!"
Everyone of the Cooper gang shot up and Carmelita even, by force of habit, pulled her shock pistol on him.
But before anyone could reply, Sly spoke for them.
He put his hood back up. "Catch me if you can." He said before pulling off a very long backflip onto the roof across from the safe house.
"Quick follow him!" Bentley voiced everyone's thoughts before they all ran out through either the door or the window after Sly.
'What the hell are you planning Sly?' was Carmelita's last thought before she joined the chase for him.
DM149: …
Sly: …HEY!
DM149: Hm? What? Oh sorry, I was just thinkin.
Sly: about what?
DM149: Well a few days ago I got an email from a as secret admirer message. Now I know it's supposed to be a secret, but I sent an email back asking who the hell they were.
Sly: Hm well good luck with that, anyway stick around for the chase in the next chap in Prototype.
DM149: See Ya!
