After seeing new reviews from Artemis' Hunters (who this chapter is defiantly for, and she should not feel bad), I decided to update again (even though as I'm writing this it's currently 3:37am). I hope you enjoy it. C:

Your POV:

Waking up at a little after eight (pm) you wait for a little bit and eat some breakfast. Just some fruit and water and an energy drink to keep you wired. You'll need to pay close attention when Neyla gives you the results of the DNA test. Everyone else is still asleep (after all that hard work last night, you can't blame them) so you just get your bow and leave after putting a jacket on. It's a bit chilly in Paris at night.

You get on top the building where you last say Neyla, but she isn't there yet. You look at the Eiffel Tower. When you were little, you always wanted to see it, but now that you have it really isn't all that amazing. It's just…a big tower with a lot of lights on it. It's pretty, but like everything else in the world, it probably would've been more impressive to you as a child.

"Cerlie," A voice calls. You turn and smile to see Neyla. "I've got the DNA results."

You nod and press the 'disconnect' button on your ear piece so Bentley won't hear this. Hearing that you might be from a family of killers won't help to get him to trust you. You take a breath and nod again. "And?"

"We had a match. Your biological parents were the heads of the Noukhayev family."

So that's it. The people who raised you, took care of you, paid for your schooling, clothes, and everything you had, and fed you and all of that-they aren't your parents. Your real parents are dead. And that means Arianna isn't your sister either. You…you don't feel anything except disappointment. You don't miss the parents you didn't have.

Neyla taps you on the shoulder to get your attention. "I also brought you the case files which have photos and some evidence if you want to examine them."

You smile and nod. "Thanks Neyla. You've been a big help. And you're officially the coolest cop ever."

She smirks. "I know, right?"

You laugh a bit. Neyla's…Neyla's your friend. You don't care what Bentley thinks, she's trustworthy. You're a big girl, you can take careful of yourself. And no one has any proof that you've ever committed a crime, so it's not like you'd be in jail for long, if at all. "You'd better get out of here Neyla, before somebody catches us up here." She nods and takes off.

You head back to the hideout, hiding the file inside your jacket. However, when you open the door, you aren't happy to hear what Bentley has to say. "You might as well hand over the file. I heard the whole conversation."

What?

Bentley's POV:

"What are you talking about?" She asks. "I disconnected it to prevent you from hearing it."

You give a smirk of your own. "I modified your ear piece when you were sleeping. The 'disconnect' button actually amplifies the conversation."

"Asshole." She growls quietly, reaching into her jacket and pulls out a file and tosses it on your desk next to your keyboard.

"Your move." You say.

She turns away, obviously not happy. She was trying to keep the conversation a secret. That only adds to your suspicions. You open the file. Man, whoever committed the murders must've had a lot of hate towards her parents-the photos are gruesome. "Cerlie, come here." She reluctantly comes to your side. She looks grossed out from the photos. "I know, it's unpleasant." Maybe you're being a bit insensitive. These people are her family-but still, you need to protect Sly and Murray. But her family members-they're all destroyed. They were ripped apart. In one, you can see the woman's organs.

Cerlie doesn't look squeamish. "What's that?" In the corner of the picture, there's…something there. You don't know what it is. In another picture, there's an object that looks just like it. And it's the same in all of the pictures.

You've seen this before. "Cerlie, in that draw over there, there's a picture marked 'the Thievius Raccoonus'. Go grab it for me." She nods and fetches it for you. Looking at the pictures from Sly's ancestors, it was just as you thought. You take the photos, and overlap them where the pieces of the unknown objects are matched.

It's a picture of Clockwerk.

Your POV:

Once Bentley's done overlapping the pictures, you see Clockwerk.

Clockwerk killed your family? "That's…that's…" You don't know what to think. Not only are you the daughter of the Russian mafia-which makes you Russian and killing is in your blood-but Clockwerk was responsible for the deaths of your family. "That's Clockwerk." You manage to get out.

Bentley nods. "I know."

You tap on your ear piece. "Sly, what are you doing?"

Sly seems surprised at your urgency. "I'm doing a bit of pickpocketing to disable spotlights. Why, what's the matter?"

You bite your lip. "Just finish up and get back here. Something's…come up."

"…Alright. I'll be back soon."

You nod and end the conversation. You keep looking at the picture of Clockwerk, getting antsy and impatient as the minutes go by. Why? Why? Why? That's the only question on your mind. Sly can help you. He'd understand it better than you. You had this hidden from you your entire life. And finding it from Bentley isn't exactly the best way to discover your family's bloody history.

Finally, in a few minutes, Sly comes through the door. "What's the matter?" He asks, looking at you in a questioning-almost worried-manner. You point to the pictures.

"My family's murder." You explain.

"Clockwerk?" He shouts.

You nodded and Murray comes in through the door. "What happened?"

You let out a growl of frustration and as soon as you did, you were sorry. "Sorry Murray." You apologized from the hurt-looking hippo. "It's not you, it's just stress, I promise." He smiles and pats you on the back. You offer a weak smile in return and then return to the photos. "Clockwerk murdered my family members-all of them. Sly," You start. "Why did Clockwerk kill your parents?"

You feel bad for overstepping that boundary, but you need to prove your point. "Because he hated my family out of jealousy."

You nodded. "Exactly. Clockwerk always and only acted out of hatred and jealousy."

"So?" Murray asks.

"If that's the case, then why did he murder my parents? They were killers, not thieves. What reason would he have?" You ask, looking at Bentley.

He's examining the evidence. "I don't know. The only way to find out would be to ask Clockwerk himself, but…"

"You don't need to explain."

That's out of the question. The moment Clockwerk sees the light of day, he'll try and slaughter Sly, and most likely you too. But there is one other way… the Fiendish Five. Only you have no idea where they are (besides in jail) and you have to deal with Dimitri first. Taking out Clockwerk is first priority, and then you'll deal with his reasons for wiping you out.

…But why are you still alive? Then again, Clockwerk didn't kill Sly either, and you're a girl. He must've seen that you were the only child they had, and since you're a girl, you'd be unable to continue the family name. So he let you live.

Big mistake.

You will avenge your family, and you will make sure Clockwerk pays for what he's done. And suddenly, all you can think about is taking out Dimitri and getting the Clockwerk Tail Feathers.

The end of this chapter; it is kind of a filler, but it is important nonetheless. You'll have to stick around for the sequel to find out why Clockwerk killed Cerlie's family. And then, after I'm done with the Jak and Daxter story, they'll be a crossover story "Family Portrait" which takes place in PlayStation Move Heroes. So we'll have fun with that.

See you soon!

~Mimi