Howdy ya'll! I am back with another story. I am so glad you liked my story so I decided to continue writing. This one will have some points mentioned in my other story, so if you get confused at some point, then refer to my other story: Second Chance Love: Rioichi Cooper. I am really looking forward to seeing how this one will turn out.

*Warning* There will be some Carmelita bashing and some language. So if you like Carmelita, then don't read. I myself never liked that hot headed fox so I am going to give her a hard time.

I do not own Sly Cooper or any other Characters except for Leila.

Enjoy!

Leila POV

It was a nice evening in Paris, so I decided to go on a little stroll. Everything has been so quiet since Sly left the gang to be with that bitch, Inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox. I don't know what he sees in her. She probably hides her true self to keep Sly roped in.

Sly Cooper has been my best friend ever since we were in the orphanage. We both came from a well-known clan of master thieves. So we have a lot in common. Especially the fact that my family was wiped out by the Fiendish Five as well. When Sly and I met, it was instant friendship with the bond of siblings. It felt like Sly was a member of my family. It was at the orphanage that I met my other two best friends, Bentley Turtle and Murray Hippo. Bentley was the brains of the gang. While Murray was the brawns. And Sly and I were the thieves.

Throughout the years, we had many grand adventures. The most recent one, was to help Sly protect his family vault hidden on Kane Island. We were not able to do it alone. So we traveled and met more friends. One of them, being my BFF and Bentley's girlfriend, Penelope. She was a genius as I ever saw one. Clearly she and Bentley deserved each other. After Sly left Carmelita, Penelope went with Bentley, and they were working on building a lab together. It has been a while since I heard from Penelope. And neither has Bentley. We were both worried and hoping she is ok.

Murray was living the dream at the demolition derby as an undisputed champion. I talk to them from time to time, but we have our own lives to live.

As for me, thieving wasn't that much fun without Sly and the others. So I decided to hang up my gun and mask. Oh, did I mention, I consider myself as a gun slinger. So I carry a gun with a hook instead of the cane. Funny enough, it reminds me of my favorite ancestor from the Thievius Raccoonus, Tennessee Kid Cooper. I think that Tennessee and I have a lot in common and always wondered what it would be like to meet him. Anyway, I was living life on the other side of the law without any enemies breathing down my back.

Until recently, a stupid fox started to pursue me behind Sly's back. When I first ran into her and Sly, we had a yelling match, and Sly made us promise to treat each other with respect and tried to get along. I respected his wishes, but apparently, she did not. For the past month now, she has been trying to shoot me with her shock pistol at full voltage. She most likely knows that it would kill me. She has been making my life a living hell since high school. I try to stay out of her way but she intentionally follows me and tries to catch me by surprise. Of course, she fails. Ever since she started chasing me for no reason, I have always kept my gun on me in case I need it. Speaking of Carmelita, I could sense that someone was trying to catch me off guard as I walked along the bridge over the river. As soon as I heard that damn pistol go off, I jumped up, flipped over and landed on the rooftop about two blocks from where she was standing.

"Well, think of the devil in blue and she shall appear! Long time no see Ms. Foxy." She always hated that name so I decided to call her that.

"Not long enough Jones. What do you think you are doing out here? Looking for another helpless victim?" she said while placing a paw on her hip. I shook my head. Every time there is a crime, she blames me. Anything to get rid of me I suppose.

"I would say that I am flattered that you are watching me, but I don't swing that way, honey. What does Sly think of your little rendezvous/lie?" Her eyes narrowed evilly at me.

"Sly doesn't know and he will never find out. it's not like he will believe you over me anyway! This is personal and you know it. You ruined my life now I am going to put an end to yours!" I shook my head again as she aimed her pistol at me.

"You're still mad about that incident with your ex after all these years? I have told you it wasn't my fault! But of course you are too dense and stupid to realize it. You have been after my head since the beginning. Well if you want me, then you'll have to catch me, which you will fail." I ran off with Carmelita firing her pistol off. As always, her aim sucked and she missed me. She was also slow, preferring to show off by flipping over things instead of running, so it was easy to get away from her.

"You're dead when I get my hands on you Jones!" I heard her shout as I got away from her. I swear, she has got to be the most resentful bitch I have ever met. Ever since that day her ex nearly raped me and killed himself, Carmelita has been making my life a living hell. In fact, I used to have a crush on Sly before she came into the picture. When I was interested in Sly, Carmelita would intentionally chase him just to grab his attention. She even knew that she danced with Sly at the ball and pretended to not know just to hurt me.

I just know that Inspector Fox is playing with Sly's heart and that does not sit well with me. I know this because during one of our rendezvous, she slipped out that she knew that Sly did not have amnesia. After that, my hatred for the fox increased immensely. One day, I will expose her for the evil wench that she is.

I was on my way to my place when all of a sudden, a container rolled to my feet. It looked like some sort of grenade with a face mask on it. Without thinking I got out of the way of the blast. A cloud of green gas exploded and flooded the street. After the blast, a bunch of mice in face masks surrounded me with guns pointed at me. Then they started to attack me. I fought them off as long as I could before I was sprayed in the face with some kind of knock out gas. I was fading fast. The last thing I saw was that smirk on the face of a female fox as she turned away and left me in the hands of the dangerous mice.

When I came to, I was bound in a chair with a blindfold covering my eyes.

"Well, it seems our esteemed guest has awakened." I heard a familiar voice full of arrogance, but I could not place it.

"Who are you and where the heck am I?!" I struggled against my bonds and my captor just chuckled. The blindfold was removed and I glared and groaned at the sight that welcomed me.

"Now do you remember me, mon Cherie?" It was Cyrrile Le Paradox, a billionaire art collector that has had the hots for me the longest time. I never gave that skunk the time of day and yet he always chased me.

"What do you want this time Le Paradox? I am not interested in you and I never will be!" I struggled to get away as he came closer and stroked my cheek. I shivered in disgust.

"Don't worry Leila. I am not after you any longer. My ambitions are much better this time. Let's just say you are a big part of my plans." He walked away from me and then turned around to face me.

"What are you talking about?" My eyes narrowed. I did not like were this was going.

"You are close friends with Sly Cooper, non? Well, then you should know everything about him, including where he hides his precious family book. What was it called, oh yes, The Thievius Raccoonus. You are going to take it from Cooper and bring it to me, or you will be punished. You bring me the book, and I shall never bother you again." He said expecting me to bow down before him and obey.

"He is out of his freaking mind if he thinks that I would betray Sly like this" I narrowed my eyes and spat in his face. He jumped back and cleaned his face of my saliva.

"No way in hell, that I would betray Sly! You can shove your plan right up your tail! I will never steal from my best friend you stu…" He slapped me in the face in anger as he continued to wipe his face.

"That was a bad move on your part Mademoiselle. I tried to be nice and lenient, but know you have worn out your welcome and my patience. You will do as I say, or you will suffer!" He threatened me.

I stared at him stubbornly and he sighed and then snapped his fingers. His goons surrounded me and held me down after untying me.

"You made an unwise decision, Cherie. Now you will be separated from your precious Cooper and friends, forever." He laughed as one guard knocked me out with his gun and I was shoved into some machine.

When I woke up, the sun was beating on me with its' heat. I squinted my eyes and picked up my gun that fell out of the back pocket my pants. As I started to regain my vision, I noticed I was in the middle of the desert.

"Ok, where in the hell am I?" I wondered as I stood up and brushed myself off. There were rocky plains in the distance and the sound of a river reached my ears. I turned around and saw a western town about feet from me.

"What the…" I asked myself as I walked towards the town. The sign at the entrance said "Welcome to Cottonmouth Bluff" It was a quaint little old western town, complete with a clock tower on the other side of town. As I looked around, I saw a wanted poster on a post that had the picture of an extremely familiar raccoon.

"Wanted: Tennessee Kid Cooper: $10,000 Reward" My eyes widened and my mouth fell open as I dropped the poster.

"Well shoot, that no-good skunk threw me into Tennessee's time." I was shocked at this. Le Paradox must've threw me into some time machine. I took a deep breath and calmed down. There was no sense in freaking out. I placed my gun in the back of my pants and looked around town, hoping to find a place to stay for now, not knowing that a certain brown furred raccoon outlaw was watching me from the clock tower with interest.

Yeehaw! That was fun to write! That Le Paradox is up to no good as usual, and it looks like our Leila has already caught Tennessee's attention.

Tennessee: Darn Tootin' she did! So when will I meet that lil' gal?

SSF18: Well if I get some good reviews, you might meet her next time. I might even add a little flirtation and torture for ya!

Tennessee: Well that is going to be fun! As you readers, you best give SSF18 some good reviews so I can meet my gal or I will shoot you with my shootin' iron!

SSF18: *smacks Tennessee's head* You ain't shootin' anyone! But seriously guys, click that review button at the bottom of the page and tell me what you think!

Tennessee & SSF18: Later ya'll