This is a repost of the story I had under another person's account. I used to be the second division of that account, but now that I got my own account I have finally got the chance to get reviews without tearing the story down anytime soon. I sadly had to give up thirty-one reviews to do this. Some changes will occur since I revolved two chapters around songs. Darn rule. I'll be changing the songs or taking them out. Sadly everything not dealing with Sly Cooper has been removed except for the mention of DDR, which I do not own.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sly Cooper (or the aforementioned DDR).

Italics are Faye's thoughts except for the title and the notes below.

WARNING: If you have not played or even finished Sly 2 and do not want any spoilers for it, then do not read this fanfiction. It has been remodeled so if you know nothing about the later levels of Sly 2 then it will reveal spoilers. Turn back now if you have not finished Sly 2 and want the plots twists revealed on your own. Thank you.

Note: This chapter has been redone to add one more OC so future chapters won't be confusing. Also, the first person PoV has been changed to third.
Note 2: This chapter has been slightly modified to avoid OoC reactions and to include a little more detail to avoid a meager start.
Note 3: Please don't steal my plot. Taking dialogue from the game is alright, but stealing my ideas is not. Remember that.

Chapter 1: Beating the Game

"Yes! I beat Sly 2!" an adolescent girl said loudly as the credits rolled on the screen. The smooth, devious music of thievery played as she rotated her balled-up fists in a circle in front of her, chuckling a little. Humming along with the theme song for a bit, the gleeful teen rested her hands on her blue denim jeans, hands clasped together as the Master Thief's trademark icon faded to an unexpected cutscene and an epilogue. The sleeves of the girl's solid green sweatshirt were scrunched together as she slowly leaned forward, reading every word that the epilogue had to offer. An intense reading later, the teenager cheered once more.

"Yes! That just screams sequel!" she said to herself, sapphire blue eyes lighting up as she smiled brightly. Then another message came up:

'Congratulations!

You've won.

That's it.

You've seen everything.

Go outside.'

The beginning title came up and the girl laughed,

"Alright! I have been playing for three hours straight! Ha ha! 'Obey' the video game! Ha ha!" A male voice boomed from outside her door,

"I can't believe it! A machine replaced me!" The adolescent frowned, pushed the 'open' button on her PS2, took out the Sly 2 disc, and put it in its case. As she closed the disc port manually, a shrill female voice cried out,

"How are we going to pay this month's rent?" She pulled out the blue memory card, crawled across her bed and reached under her blue striped pillow, pulling out a pair of black socks. The girl put on a pair of white shoes and tied them up as the male shouted again,

"I don't know! How about you get a job instead of laying around all day!" The girl grabbed a small blue backpack, put Sly 2 and the memory card inside it, and zipped the pack shut.

"I wash the dishes, do the laundry, vacuum!" The girl opened her window right of her bed and held onto the white, wooden lattice fence with vines.

"Yeah right!" The girl climbed down the fence and jumped off near the end. Near her landing was a black bicycle with blue handles. The tires were well worn and the name of the bike was so scuffed up you couldn't make out what it said. Painted in red over the scuffed name were the words 'Honor thy name is thievery.' Up above her, the shouts of her parents were distant, but still it was clear that they were still arguing. The girl kicked up the kickstand and pushed her bike to the back white and chipped gate. She raised her right leg and kicked the gate open. It roughly stopped halfway and she pushed her bike out, kicking the gate shut behind her. The girl got on her bicycle and rode down the sidewalk leading from the backside of her house. The homes on both sides of the block were blurs as she rushed past.

After several blocks, she skidded to a stop in front of a fairly large house. Stone steps led up a small hill to the front porch. Palm trees lined the way as Faye carried her bike up to the front door. She kicked down the kickstand, set it on the wooden porch, and approached the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

A few seconds later, the door opened to a teenage girl with shoulder-length black hair and mysterious bright blue eyes. She had on a purple long-sleeved shirt and black pants.

"I thought you were coming, Faye. Come on in," she said as she waved her hand, beckoning Faye to enter.

"Thanks, Trinity," Faye shut the door behind her. "My folks were arguing again." Trinity led the way to a staircase leading upstairs.

"So what's new?" she asked. Faye beamed,

"I just finished Sly 2!"

"Didn't that come out about two weeks ago?"

"Yeah, but I wasn't able to get it until it had been out for a few days." Trinity and Faye got to the top of the stairs and turned left down the hallway.

"Why so long? The way you and the others go through games, I would have thought you'd have been done in two or three days." Trinity stopped in front of an open door and walked inside with her friend. A queen-sized bed sat in the middle of the room with a comforter of weird shapes and colors. A 25-inch television sat in front of the bed on a wooden stand connected to a dusty VCR/DVD player. A PS2 and an XBox sat under the stand; one connected to the player and one directly to the television. A computer was situated on a desk on the other side of the room, a spare chair next to the door, and two beanbag chairs were stationed to the right of the door.

"It got too easy. You know how I get," Faye said as she sat down on the spare chair.

"Ah, you switched between games when your skills surpassed it," Trinity sat down on her bed. "And when your curiosity of the eluding ending got to you, you went back."

"Yep. By Episode 3, I had the controls down. The guards never got tougher until the last episode when they had jetpacks, I knew how to get all the treasure, even the timed ones, and I had bought all the good stuff on Thiefnet. I adapt way too fast for my own good," Faye sighed, slinking back into the chair.

"That's a good thing." Faye raised an eyebrow in question. "Quick adaptation to one's environment ensures a greater rate of safety. Besides, aren't you the one who's always quoting the Sly games and comic?"

"Heh, yeah," Faye held up her right index finger and cleared her throat, "'A master thief must adapt and always think on his feet. Even when he's not on his feet.'" She smiled slyly as she took off her backpack, "I've also been able to imitate some Sly characters recently."

"Which ones?" Trinity asked as her eyes sparkled with mystery.

"Sly, Dimitri, a bit of Bentley, and I've almost got Carmelita," she paused, "Show your bling and let me shine you!" Trinity raised an eyebrow in amusement,

"You actually sound like him," she pointed to the backpack, "So I take it you brought Sly 2?" Trinity smiled.

"Yep. Um…Trinity, can I stay the night? Since it's a Saturday and all…" Faye asked a bit shyly.

"Of course," Trinity said casually. "I've got the clothes ready in the guest closet and the guest room is all set."

"Thanks Trinity," Faye beamed. Trinity smirked and revved up the PS2.

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Later that night, Faye changed into a black shirt and dark blue sweats and watched the ending of Sly 2 with Trinity before going to bed. Their adventure, and Faye's, was still fresh in her memory.

'If only I had really been there,' Faye thought, as she drifted into a wonderful sleep.

Faye suddenly felt cold. She reached for her blanket to find it was nonexistent. Faye got up and searched blindly for her warm, missing blanket but only found a cold, hard floor.

"Huh? This isn't my room…or the guest room," Faye said to herself. She opened her eyes and looked around. She lifted her blonde hair behind her with her right hand to get it out of the way of her view. It was too good to be true. Only a dream could be that vivid. The teen got up from the cold, hard floor she had woken up on.

'This looks like the beginning of Sly 2,' Faye thought to herself. She stared at the pedestal in the middle of the room and approached it. Her bare feet made little sound as she walked forward. "This is where Sly bounced up to get to the upper levels. But it doesn't look like he's been here yet," Faye whispered to no one in particular. She shivered a bit and looked upwards at the ceiling. "But that means… gasp!" Faye ran, hid behind a potted plant, and waited. Before long, a figure dropped down from a rope hanging from the ceiling and landed gracefully on the ground. It was a raccoon with a cane in his hand. The raccoon stood up with an elegant posture.

'It's Sly Cooper! Yes!' Faye slowed her breathing to keep her position hidden. Sly brought out his binocucom and a familiar nasally voice was heard,

"Breaker Alpha Foxtrot this is the Wizard, do you read me Sitting Duck?"

'Bentley! Is this for real?'

"This is Peking Duck, I hear you Blizzard," said Sly. Faye held in a chuckle.

'I'll answer my question later.'

"No Sly, I'm the 'Wizard' and you're "Sitting Duck.'"

"I read you loud and clear Lizard."

'This is funnier than playing the video game itself!'

"No I'm…forget it, you're not taking this seriously."

"Yeah, I'm not. Look Bentley I know this is your first time out in the field but you've got to loosen up. If we're going to get to those Clockwerk parts I need you on your toes. So in plain talk what's your status?"

"Well, I've established myself in the basement and I'm pretty sure I can rewire the service elevator if you can power it up from that security station."

"Hang tough pal, it may take some time, but I'll figure out a way to get up there." Sly put away his binocucom and took a good look around. Faye pressed her body against the glass to keep hidden. Fortunately, Sly had jumped on the middle trampoline and avoided Faye completely.

'There's no way I'm passing up this chance!' Faye followed Sly's path up the trampoline and across the bones that suspended from the ceiling. Her heart froze when it creaked under her weight. But luckily, Sly was on it too at the time and he didn't seem to notice her.

'Thank goodness!' Faye flattened herself on the tailbone to stay hidden. She wanted to wait until the right moment to reveal herself. Sly pulled a lever and Bentley's voice was heard again.

"Okay I splice the wires…ouch! Hold on. There it is."

A short turtle with glasses soon came out of an elevator and started for the security computer. It was none other than Bentley. "Okay, okay let me at that security computer!" said Bentley.

It was now or never. Faye got up and jumped to the landing in front of her.

"Sly Cooper, I presume?" she said as she got up from her crouched position.

"Oh no!" Bentley freaked, waving his arms around like a crazed chicken, "The operation's exposed! Abort mission!" He had not turned around yet, so Sly was the one to state the obvious,

"A human?" Bentley slowly turned around at that word, "But...humans don't exist. Just who are you?" The thief raised an eyebrow at Faye, a clear anomaly in his, and apparently everyone's, eyes. She opened her mouth to speak when Bentley sputtered out practically a mile a minute,

"Gadzooks! A human? That's impossible! There's just no way! Wait a minute..." Bentley lowered his head as if thinking, or having just realized something.

"Hold on there!" Faye raised her hands up defensively and waved them. "I only want to he -"

"Sly, Bentley. Where are you guys?" a hearty voice said, coming out of nowhere. It was only after a moment when Sly put his hand to his ear that Faye was able to grasp just who it was that the voice belonged to. Her heart slowing down, Faye smirked as Sly answered the third member of his gang,

"Sorry pal. We're on our way, and we just may have a tag along." Sly stole a glance at Faye – or at least she thought he did – before continuing, "We'll be there as soon as possible. Just hang on." Sly lowered his hand and Faye, casually looking down at her right hand as if admiring her fingernails (as if there was anything to look at), chuckled at the Master Thief. This is going to be fun.

"Like I said, I'd like to help you guys." She lowered her hand and made eye contact with Sly, smirking as if she had some information that he wanted. "I know I'm a bit of an anomaly, but I believe I can really help you." Her voice changed from 'I'm-hiding-something-from-you' to a more serious tone. "Clockwerk was a menace to everyone and everything and I don't want that thing on the loose again. Help the people who have seen it..." Faye shook her head a bit, knowing like any Sly Cooper gamer that many had lost their lives to the conniving metallic owl. "So how 'bout we work together? I know a lot about thieving and I know this place like the back of my hand." Faye finished, waiting for an answer.

"What do you think Sly?" Bentley asked him, "I mean, she's a human! An actual human!" Sly looked at the teen, grinning.

"How many times have you been here?" he asked her.

"More times than the security night watch," Faye answered, "And I've never been caught." Sly smirked.

"Alright, you can come," he said, "Just don't let the guards catch you." By that time, Bentley – who had snuck off to hack the security computer - had finally got the security shut off and Sly was on his way. Bentley made the fake intercom announcement about the security alarm and said,

"We need to meet at the rendezvous point." And with that they were off to help Sly with the Clockwerk parts, but Faye already knew what was in store and she was sure glad that she was fast on her feet.

In case you didn't read it before, I redid this chapter to include Trinity and Faye's parents. The reason will become apparent in later chapters. If I told which, there's goes the story. Compared to other chapters, this one is short but I needed to get Faye acquainted with the Cooper gang. I do practically know the stage like the back of my hand. I had to go through it several times before I got this up. :)