Julius P.O.V.
My next job was to infiltrate the disco area of Dimitri Lousteau's nightclub. Sly went with me. We went to the job beacon. All of a sudden, a figure jumped up in front of us. The figure was a purple female cat who wore a red hoodie over a blue mid-driff top. She wore short shorts. I recognized her immediately. The woman was none other than the demonic bitch from hell: Constable Neyla. She is a demon sent from hell. She is the living embodiment of Pazuzu, the demon that possessed Reagan in The Exorcist.
"Hold it, Cooper." Neyla said to us. "Constable Neyla, another police woman hot on my tail?" Sly said to the female tiger.
"Please, I was the one that led you here." Neyla said.
"So the Klaww Gang wasn't just a slip of the tongue." Sly said. "It was a clue."
"Yeah, a clue that Neyla is working for the Klaww Gang." I said.
"Me working for the Klaww Gang." Neyla said to me. "I would never work for the Klaww Gang. I know how much a menace the Clockwerk parts are and I don't want them falling in the wrong hands."
"So, what, it takes a thief to catch a thief?" Sly asked Neyla.
"Don't listen to anything that cock sucking bitch has to say." I said to Sly. "Neyla is nothing but a traitor."
"Really." Neyla said.
"YES!" I yelled.
"Okay." Neyla said to me. "Have it your way. Hope you and Sly can chase me."
Neyla started to run away from me and Sly. We chased after Neyla. Neyla was fast. I played a lot of Assassin's Creed games to know how difficult chasing somebody down was. It was fortunate that I took track and cross country in middle school. I took track and cross country to perfect my running skills. Along the way, Neyla was gaining speed. She started to move stuff with her mind like she was Carrie White. She pushed cars and obstacles out of her way. Eventually we made it to our destination: the discotheque area of the nightclub.
"Well done, Sly, we should work well together." Neyla said.
"Glad you approve!" Sly said.
"Don't listen to anything that bitch is saying, Sly." I said to Sly. "She is pure evil."
"I want you to stop talking trash about me!" Neyla said.
"I REFUSE!" I said.
"Okay," Neyla said. "Have it your way."
Neyla lifted me up in the air as if she had the force from the Star Wars movies. I was flown back as if I got shot out of a cannon in the circus. I landed through the building. I blacked out.
Regular P.O.V.
Sly was astonished at what the purple tiger woman did to his friend Julius. That was physically impossible.
"Did you just?" Sly asked Neyla incredulously.
"Yes." Neyla said. "I have telekinetic abilities. I was inspired by the movie Carrie."
Sly wasn't so sure that he wanted to work with Neyla. After what just happened to Julius, he wanted to stay far away from Neyla.
"Now, legally I can't enter Dimitri's nightclub without a warrant... but I happened to have obtained a key to his backdoor... which a person like yourself can use however he pleases." Neyla said to the raccoon.
"I'm not sure if I want to work with you anymore." Sly said to Neyla. "You just threw a 15 year old kid into a building with your mind."
"Don't worry about that boy." Neyla said. "He was being a nuisance anyway."
Sly ran like Usain Bolt away from Neyla. He wanted to tell Bentley about what happened to Julius.