It was a dark, yet beautiful night in the city of Paris. Lights from buildings shone throughout the quite streets and the Eiffel Tower towered over all in the city. However, on this night, a shadowy figure ran from rooftop to rooftop with ease before making a massive leap for another building ahead. The moon shone down on the figure to reveal that the figure was wearing a blue elbow-sleeved shirt, a blue cap, a black mask, blue boots and held a hook-shaped cane. He also had a bushy tail with rings on it and appeared to have a grey fur colour. The figure turned out to be none other than the infamous raccoon thief himself, Sly Cooper. Sly landed on the rooftop before walking to the other side and looking down to see a museum which was closed for the night. He then crouched down and got out a pair of binoculars from his red backpack to observe the museum. Whilst he did that, he heard a male voice coming from the binoculars.
“Sly… Can you read me?” asked the voice.
“Yes Bentley, read you loud and clear” said Sly.
Not too far away, hiding in an alleyway near the museum, there was a light blue van with fire-like markings near the front sides and had a raccoon symbol on the front and sides of the van, the symbol of the Cooper Gang. Inside the van, a turtle with a headset on, sitting in a wheelchair in front of several computer monitors at the back of the van, showing several areas of the museum like the car park and the locations of the security guards. In the driver’s seat, a pink hippo was waiting patiently whilst the turtle worked at the monitors.
“Okay Sly, from what I see, it seems that it is unlikely you’d be able to get into the museum by foot, so you’ll need to find another way in” said the turtle.
“No kidding Bentley, they’ve really cracked up security tonight” said Sly whilst looking through the binoculars at several security guards positioned at different parts of the museum.
“It’s a bit strange don’t you think?” said Bentley.
“How so?” asked Sly.
“Well, the museum’s security seems to be much tighter recently” Bentley replied. “Yesterday, the security was like when we usually rob from museums, but tonight it appears that there are more guards patrolling than usual. Do you think that they suspect that we’re planning on stealing that ruby?”
“Well, it wouldn’t surprise me” said Sly. “We are world famous criminals after all, so of course they would expect someone like us to try and steal a ruby that’s over a hundred years old. I wonder if Carmelita is there as well…”
Sly stopped for a moment, a tint of sadness spread on his face as he thought back to when he last saw the vixen known as Inspector Carmelita Fox. It had been months since he last saw her, but it wasn’t a very pleasant moment.
“Sly, you still there?” asked Bentley, bringing Sly back to reality.
“Huh? Oh sorry Bentley” said Sly.
“You alright Sly?” asked Bentley, with a concerned tone in his voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine” replied Sly. “So how do you think I can get in Bentley?”
“Well, you could climb across those wires which will get you to the museum without being seen by the guards, as long as you don’t get shocked that is” said Bentley.
“Hey, it’s me remember?” replied Sly, with a cocky smirk on his face.
“Yeah, I know” said Bentley. “Once you get near, I’ll hack the museum’s security system, that means you’ll be able to get”.
“Alright, let’s get this show on the road” said Sly before jumping on a nearby electrical wire and tightrope walking towards the museum.
In the Cooper Van, Bentley began to get ready to hack the security system. Then, the hippo in the driver’s seat turned around to the turtle.
“You think he still misses her?” asked the hippo.
Bentley stopped typing for a moment.
“It wouldn’t surprise me Murray” replied the turtle. “He hasn’t seen her in god knows how many months and who knows if she ever wants to see him again”.
“It’s a shame really” said Murray. “They were a great couple”.
“Let’s just get back to the job Murray” said Bentley, getting back to typing.
~End of preview~