Epilogue. Now, I'm assuming you're all beyond pissed at me for what I did, but don't worry-they'll reunite in the sequel, Life's Not A Fairytale. Though once again, you're all going to be pissed at me once that's done. I may have to hide.

Your POV:

When you finally get out of the hospital, no more wires, no more tubes or shots, but you did have to leave in a wheelchair, you headed home. You spent most of the day just staring at your PS2 and your copy of Sly Cooper and the Thievius Raccoonus. It's been sitting on your nightstand. Mocking you. You're too scared to play Sly 2, 3, and 4. You want to know what happened/happens, but at the same time, you think you might be better if you never find out. You don't want to know what happened to the Contessa, the Klaww gang, or to Neyla.

The next day after you get home, you ask your parents, "Am I adopted?"

Your mom started crying, and then the whole truth came spilling out. You were adopted, your real parents were the Russian mafia, and Arianna wasn't your sister. She was adopted too. Your mother pulled your black dress and shoes out of the closet.

You're going to Arianna's funeral.

At first you thought that bastard Justin killed her-that he flew into a rage and murdered her-but then they told you about the accident. Arianna died in space. You bite your lip. Before they could turn away, you snapped at them that you knew the truth. You told them you knew they weren't your real parents. They seemed surprised at first, but then confessed. You wanted to tell your mother-erm…Abigail, your adoptive mother-that your adoptive father Frederick's death wasn't an accident, but…would she have believed you? And how did Clockwerk even get to your father? Are you…ever going to have those questions answered?

You didn't go to Arianna's funeral. You didn't want to. They don't even have her body; they're just burying a casket that's as empty as you are.

You've lost everything.

You're awake in bed, forever alone. All you can think about is Sly. Was it really all just a dream? No…no, it couldn't have been. You feel tears coming on again.

You've just been catching up on school work, working over break and with your teachers to get caught up, and more than once wishing Bentley was there to help you. You don't touch your video games anymore. Without Murray, it seems too wrong. You're ignoring your friends. Your cell phone is always turned off. You don't check your email anymore.

They may have stayed by your side, but compared to Sly, Bentley, and Murray…they'd toss you in front of a killer to save their own asses.

You can't even sleep anymore. You're too used to having Sly close, to having his arms wrapped around you. The pain gets worse every day. You miss him so much…losing Sly shouldn't even hurt this much. He's just a video game character-

And yet, he's all you ever think about. You cuddle your pillow and pretend it's him. You just wish you had the chance to kiss him, tell him how much you cared about him, or at least had said goodbye. Now you wonder if he even thinks about you-if any of that ever happened at all. You bite your lip, fight the tears, and then give up, crying yourself to sleep again, longing for his warm embrace.

Damn, damn, damn.

What'd I do to have you

Near, near, near.

I wish you were here.

Sly's POV:

I was at the top, now it's like I'm in the basement.

Number one spot, now you found your own replacement.

No, I swear I can't take it, knowing somebody's got my baby.

Now you ain't around,

Baby, I can't think.

I should've put it down,

Should've got that ring.

'Cause I can still feel it in the air,

See your pretty face run my fingers through your hair.

My lover,

My life.

My baby,

My wife.

You left me,

I'm tight,

'Cause I know that it just ain't right.

You can't believe it. You hear Cerlie's scream, and when you ran to investigate, all you and Bentley was her blood. That was it. Her blood; there wasn't a body or anything. You don't know what happened to her, other than the fact that she was injured. Even after you put the Contessa behind bars, you took a couple of weeks to try and find out what happened to her. But you found nothing. Cerlie's disappeared off of the face of the earth.

You didn't even get to kiss her.