Introduction

Kaine Island 0300hrs

From the protective distance of nearly a mile, a boat drifted with the tide. The lights had been put out making it almost invisible up to several hundred yards. The storm that had tossed the boat around had subsided and there ceased to be any evidence of it. Eventually though, the moon had appeared from behind the clouds, finally revealing the boat. Out on the back deck, a figure sitting in a chair behind a high-powered telescope watched events unfold from beyond the lens; his face barely lit by the glowing embers of a cigarette clenched between his teeth.

Watching everything with the telescope was easy, it was capable of reading the label on a bottle of beer from three miles. The figure scoped around, observing what appeared to be a pirate ship on the far side of the island. Large portions of the massive mountain that had taken up much of the island had caved in, and the fortress that had surrounded the base had collapsed on itself. One thing that kept drawing his gaze was the large portal near the top of the mountain. He knew what it lead to. For years he had been searching for it's contents.

He quickly came upon on a much more interesting scene. A large patrol boat with Interpol markings was docked against a large rock formation, and several armor-clad primates were boarding it, two of the hulking gorillas held a stretcher between them. Laying on it was what appeared to be a confused and anxious raccoon, arguing that he get off, only to be arguing with a rather attractive fox, her hand on a fire engine red pistol.

The figure smirked.

"So it's finally happened," the figure said, drenched in a South American accent. "Sly Cooper's been captured."

The final chapter of The Wedding will be up sometime soon, so enjoy what this fic has to offer for now, and one more thing...I NEED REVIEWS PEOPLE! GIMME PLENTY!