Hello everyone! PuzzleMaster1998 here with another new story!

It's Sly Cooper time!

I love Sly Cooper! I've been a fan of the series for several years now, and I've enjoyed the stories people write about Sly and company. So I've decided to write my own Sly Cooper stories.

This story will start from before the first Sly Cooper game, and will go past the fourth game. (I'm so mad they decided to not make a fifth game!)

This story will contain: adventure, romance, magic, genderbending, violence, harems, and many other things!

This will not be my only Sly Cooper story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sly Cooper. Sly Cooper is owned by Sucker Punch and Sanzaru Games.

Now, Let's begin!

Beginnings

The first thing he was aware of when he came to was the firm mattress underneath him. He groggily sat up and rubbed his eyes before he took notice of his surroundings. He was in a large room that had clear walls and a door made of what appeared to be some kind of plexiglass. The only other pieces of furniture in the room besides the bed he was sitting on were a couple chairs and a table. Bright lights lit up the room, making everything a sterile white.

He got up from the bed, and walked over to the door that was on the opposite side of the room. He tried to open the door by twisting the knob, but found that it was locked and required a key card to open, causing him to sigh as he walked back over to the bed and sat back down.

"What's going on?" He asked himself as he sat there. "Why am I in this glass box? And where in the world is my phone?" He added as he felt his pockets, finding that his phone was gone. He had light tanned skin, bright blue eyes, and light brown, almost blonde, hair. He was wearing a blue shirt, green shorts, and socks with foxes on them.

Silence filled the air as he sat there, trying to figure out why he was in this situation.

"We found you and took you here so we could study you."

"JESUS CHRIST!" He shouted as he jumped onto his feet, startled by the male voice that had spoken on an intercom into the room.

"Sorry. I did not mean to startle you," The voice replied, causing him to sigh as he slowly calmed down.

"It's okay," He answered. "I just…didn't expect an answer."

"That is understandable."

"So, why do you want to study me?" He asked as he sat back down on the bed. "Don't know what a human is?" He jokingly added.

There was silence for several seconds, before the voice responded. "Human? Is that what you are?"

He felt his eyes widen and jaw drop at that. This guy didn't know what a human was!? He sighed, and shook his head before he answered. "Yes."

"How do you spell it?"

He felt his eye twitch with slight irritation as he replied, "'H-u-m-a-n.'" Really!? What human didn't know how to spell 'human'!? It didn't make sense!

"Thank you," The male voice replied before the sound of a pencil on paper came through the intercom. "What is your name?"

He smiled at this. Finally, a question that made sense! "Gavin. Gavin William Woodring," He stated with a large smile.

"How do you spell your last name?"

Gavin felt his eye twitch again. This was a question he got many times whenever someone heard his last name, so it got a bit irritating after a while. "'W-o-o-d-r-i-n-g.' Think of a ring made of wood," He replied.

"Thank you." The sound of the pencil on paper continued for several seconds before the male voice asked, "Age?"

"I'm 18 years old," Gavin answered. "So, when can I be let out of the box?" He added with a questioning look as he tried to see what was beyond the walls. All he could see were large computer terminals, windows, and a metal door.

The intercom was quiet for several seconds, before the male voice replied, "When we have determined that you are not a threat to us or our people. Then you will be let out."

"A threat?" He said with confusion. "To other humans?"

Silence filled the room for several seconds, before the male voice responded. "Not to other humans. But to us and the world."

Gavin's eyes widened upon hearing that. "So, you and your people aren't human?" He asked, hoping he was wrong.

He wasn't.

"Correct. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but as far as we know, you are the first and only human in existence on our world," The male voice replied over the intercom.

Gavin sat there, stunned by the news.

"I'll give you some time alone to adjust. Goodbye for now, Gavin Woodring," The voice said before the intercom turned off, leaving him in silence.

Gavin just continued to sit there on the bed, his mind working to process what he had just heard.

He was the only human in the world.

The.

ONLY.

Human.

'How the hell did I end up in this situation!?' He thought in alarm as his eyes widened. He then closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths as he tried to remember how he ended up in a world where he was the only human.

Memory flashback

Gavin sighed as he stood in line at the bank. It had been a long day, and the 18 year old just wanted to make a deposit and then go home to see his family.

When it was his turn, he went to a teller, and deposited his paycheck, before heading over to the restroom.

Right as he opened the door to the restroom, three men wearing demonic ski masks and holding semi-automatic guns burst into the bank. He quickly stepped into the restroom and shut the door, leaving it open a crack so he could see what was going on.

"Everybody get down on the ground!" One of the men shouted as they all aimed their guns at everyone. "Do it or we'll shoot!"

Once everyone got onto the ground, including the security guard, one of the men spoke up. "Alright. Listen up! If any of you attempt to take us down or call the police, that person will be shot. If you haven't figured it out yet, this is a robbery," He stated with a grin, before he turned to one of the other men. "You, go check the bathrooms."

Gavin felt shivers run down his spine as he slowly backed away from the door and into the bathroom. He stood behind the corner, and held his breath as he heard the door open.

"Anyone in here?" The robber called out as he shut the door behind him. "I gotta gun here, and I know how to use it!" He continued as he walked around the corner.

Gavin lunged at the man, wrapping his arms around him and causing the man to drop his weapon. Luckily, it didn't go off, and skidded across the tile as they struggled. The man tried to cry out for help as he punched and kicked Gavin, but Gavin put the man in a chokehold, causing the man to struggle to breath. He continued to apply pressure to the chokehold, and watched as the man's punches and kicks became weaker and weaker. Finally, the man passed out in his arms, causing Gavin to sigh in relief.

His muscles and body sore, he pulled the man over to an empty stall, and leaned him against the toilet bowl. He took the man's belt, and tied his hands together with them, leaving them loose enough for proper blood flow, but tight enough that he wouldn't be able to escape. He then took off the ski mask, and used it as a makeshift gag, before taking his own belt and tying the man's legs together so he wouldn't be able to get away or alert the others.

Once he finished taking care of the robber, he left the stall, and closed it behind him, before he headed over to the bathroom door, picking up the gun from the floor as he went.

"You gotta stop them Gavin," He told himself as he opened the door a crack and peered through it. One of the robbers was standing among the hostages, gun in hand, while the other robber was behind the teller stations, pointing a gun at them while they filled duffle bags with cash.

'Alright. I can't go after the robber by the hostages. They could get caught in the crossfire,' He thought as he examined the situation. 'I could sneak over to the robber by the teller stations, and take him down quickly before going after the other robber.'

He nodded, and then slowly tiptoed out the bathroom before taking cover behind a couch. Some of the hostages saw him take cover, and he gestured for them to be silent. He peered around the couch, and watched the robber, waiting for his back to turn.

Once he turned, he tiptoed over to the door leading to behind the counter, and slowly opened it, before going inside and shutting it quietly behind him. He then peered around the corner of the counter, and saw that the robber hadn't noticed him yet, which was good.

He slowly got into a crouched position, and snuck up behind him.

Unfortunately, the robber saw him coming via his reflection on one of the teller's glasses, and started to turn, causing him to stand up and yell while aiming his gun at him, "Stop what you are doing and get on the ground before I shoot you!"

The robber stared at him, and grinned as he aimed his gun at him. "Oh yeah? And what if I don't?" He said, causing Gavin to frown and tighten his grip on the gun.

"I already warned you about it. You'll get shot," He said as he pulled the trigger.

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

Gavin and the robber shrieked in pain as they were shot, the robber by Gavin and Gavin by the other robber. The robber groaned as he clutched his bleeding arm while laying on the ground, while Gavin felt blood run down his chest, and looked down, only to see a bleeding hole in the center of his chest.

He then collapsed to the ground on his back, and he felt someone put pressure on his chest as he heard a door open and then slam shut. The other robber had made his getaway.

As he laid there on the ground, his vision started to dim as he felt himself drifting off into an unconscious state. Right before he fully drifted off, he heard the whine of sirens in the distance.

The sound of a heart monitor could be heard as he woke up from his unscheduled nap, and he opened his eyes to see that he was in a hospital. He felt several layers of bandages wrapped around his chest, and saw that he was wearing a green hospital gown.

"He's awake Mom!" A young girl's voice said, catching his attention.

Sitting next to his bed was his family. His father, who was wearing his mechanic uniform, was there, along with his mother, who was wearing her lab scrubs, and his three little sisters, who were wearing school outfits.

"Hey guys," He said with a smile and a slight wave.

"Gavin!" His mother cried out as she wrapped her arms around him. He could feel her tears drip onto his cheeks as she held him, and sighed. His father and sisters just watched them hug with teary eyes.

His mom eventually let go of him, and she sniffed as she pulled a few strands of her brownish blonde hair away from her face. "We were so worried about you Gavin," She said as she held his hand.

"Yeah, we really were," Veronica, the oldest of the three sisters, said as she held his other hand.

"I'm sorry," He replied with an apologetic look. "I just had to help those people in the bank. I had to do something!"

"We know," His dad said as he gently placed a hand on his mother's shoulder. "And we are so proud of you!"

"Really?" He asked them, having not expected that response from them.

His mother nodded. "Yes. We learned from the police chief that all three men had been captured and taken in for questioning. The men told the chief that they were planning on killing the hostages once they got the money. You saved those people's lives when you took down those two robbers. You're a hero!" She told him, gently rubbing his hand as she did so.

He smiled at that, happy that he was able to save those people's lives.

Suddenly, he started coughing, and covered his mouth as he coughed. He then pulled his hand away, and looked at it when he felt something wet and warm on it. His eyes widened in alarm when he saw that there was blood on his hand.

"Mom, get the nurse!" He told her, causing her eyes to widen before she nodded and quickly got up, heading over to the door. Upon opening it, she found herself face to face with the doctor in charge of Gavin.

"Doctor, there's something wrong with Gavin!" She cried as she walked back over to him and rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Is he coughing up blood?" The doctor asked, causing their eyes to widen as they stared at him.

"Yes, but how did you know?" His mother asked him with a confused look on her face.

"I knew it because the bullet punctured his lung and nicked his aorta," The doctor replied before he sighed and looked at them sadly. "Unfortunately, I have bad news about that."

"What's the bad news?" Gavin asked him, wanting to know what it was like everyone else.

The doctor sighed again. "I really don't know how to word this anymore gently, so I'll just tell you what it is," He said as he looked at them. "Sir, Ma'am, your son is going to die."

His mom put a hand to her mouth as she started saying, "No!" over and over again like a mantra, while his father looked upset and patted Gavin's crying sisters as they wept.

"How long, and why?" Gavin asked him, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"I'd say a couple hours. As for why, you're bleeding out, and we can't stop it," The doctor said before he started making his way to the door. "I'll let you be alone together for now." He then left, shutting the door behind him.

The sound of the door shutting was what sent Gavin over the edge, and he started bawling, holding his face in his hands. This caused his mother and father to go over the edge as well, and they started crying with him and his sisters.

They cried for what seemed like hours, and eventually stopped, having cried as much as they could. "How about we talk about the adventures we've had in our life together as a family," Gavin said, rubbing his eyes. "To pass the time."

His parents nodded, and he gestured to his dad to begin.

For the next two hours they talked about the adventures they'd had as a family, and the things they had seen. When they had finished talking, the doctor then came in, and said, "It's time."

Indeed it was.

Gavin had felt the strength leaving his body as they had talked, and knew it was time for him to go.

"Goodbye mom and dad. Goodbye sisters. I love you," He said as he felt himself fall asleep. Right as he fell asleep, he heard them reply.

"We love you too Gavin!"

He then slipped away from the world.

Gavin opened his eyes to find that he wasn't in Heaven, but was instead in a black void, which surprised him. "What is this place?" He asked aloud as he looked at the darkness around him.

"The Void," A woman's voice answered, majestic and powerful. A blinding light appeared before him, causing him to shield his eyes.

"Who are you?" He asked the light, causing it to chuckle.

"I am known by many names in your world, Gavin Woodring," The woman's voice said. "Isis, Amaterasu, and Nut are a few of those names."

Gavin's eyes widened, and he immediately bowed down, not daring to even glance in her direction. "Forgive me, God. I was not aware that you were a woman," He stated, worried she might be mad at him.

"There is no need to ask for forgiveness when you were not aware," She replied, causing him to sigh in relief. "And please, call me 'Kami.'"

"Yes Kami," He answered, causing her to smile.

"Rise, and look at me," She said, causing him to nod and slowly look up at her, only to see the bright light in front of him. "Good. Now, I know you have several questions that you want answered. I will answer them now."

"Thank you Kami," He said with a nod. "Why am I here and not in Heaven?" He asked her.

"I am giving you a second chance at life," Kami answered, causing his eyes to widen. "But you will not have a second chance in your original world."

"So, you're sending me to a different world?" He asked her, causing the light to bob up and down.

"Yes. I have created all universes and worlds, and I will choose a world for you to go to," She replied, causing him to smile and open his mouth to ask another question. "And no, you will not endanger the Space-Time Continuum when you go there."

He sighed in relief upon getting that answer, since that was his next question. "Alright, so why am I being given a second chance?" He asked her, causing her to smile warmly at him.

"It's because of your heart," She replied. Knowing that he was confused by that answer, she continued. "You are not like the vast majority of the people of your world. You are full of kindness, optimism, generosity, love, and many more things. I have seen very few people who are selfless like you."

"Why, thank you Kami," He said with a smile.

"You are most welcome Gavin," She replied as she made a portal appear in front of him. "Now, enjoy your new life and your new powers that I have given you," Kami said as she sent him into it.

End of flashback

Gavin sighed and sniffed, tearing up when he remembered that he had died, leaving his family in mourning. He laid down on the bed, and closed his eyes as he cried himself asleep.

As he slept, a figure wearing a lab coat walked out the metal door into the room, shutting it quietly behind them. They slowly approached the room he was sleeping in, and stopped just before they reached the room. The figure looked at Gavin, and then pulled out a clipboard, before writing on it for a few minutes.

Once they were done writing, they looked at Gavin for a few more seconds before they turned away and made their way back to the metal door. They opened the door, and quickly glanced one last time at Gavin before they left, shutting the door quietly behind them. A few minutes later, the lights turned off, filling the room with darkness.

The next morning…

Gavin yawned as he woke up, stretching his arms with a groan as he did so. He got up from the bed, and then stretched his legs with a grunt.

He rubbed his eyes to remove the sleep from them, and sighed as his memories flashed through his head. He was still quite upset about dying and losing his family, but he knew that they would want him to move on. So, he decided to get over it, slowly but surely. It wasn't going to be a short process by any means, but hopefully it wouldn't take too long.

'Would be nice if I had my phone with me. Could listen to some music,' He thought with another sigh.

"Good morning Gavin," A familiar male voice said to him via intercom, causing him to smile.

"Good morning sir," He replied happily. "By the way, I never got your name."

The intercom was silent for several seconds, before the male voice said, "My name is Doctor James."

"Well, Doctor James," Gavin said with a smile. "What's on the agenda for today?"

"To learn more about you of course," Doctor James replied, causing him to smile more.

"Well then, go ahead and ask away!" Gavin said as he sat down in one of the chairs.

"Alright, well, what do humans eat?"

"Humans are omnivores," He replied matter-of-factly. "We eat meat and vegetables."

"Alright, and what are humans?"

Gavin sighed at this. "The answer to that question is heavily debated among humans, but the most commonly accepted answer is that we are beings created by our god. Another answer is that we are evolved apes, but I don't think that's right," He said with a shake of his head.

"Okay. And the final question for now: What are the animals like where you are from?" Doctor James asked him.

"Well, they are feral," He began as he thought about the animals back home. "They can't communicate with us, though some are smarter than us, to an extent. Some of them we even keep as loving companions," He said. "Does that answer your question?"

"It does," Doctor James replied. "Now I can answer some of your questions."

"Alright," Gavin answered before he thought about what questions he wanted to ask. But before he could think of one, his stomach growled, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked down at his stomach as it growled again, and then smiled.

He had his first question.

"Doctor James," He began. "Is it possible for me to get some breakfast? I'm starving!"

"Certainly!" He replied with a happy tone. "I'll bring some food out to you now!" The intercom then shut off, leaving Gavin with silence.

Several minutes went by, before the metal door opened, catching his attention. He watched as a metal cart with a steaming plate on it emerged from the doorway, before he saw the figure pushing the cart, and felt his eyes widen in surprise and shock.

The figure was a male anthro weasel, who was wearing green pants, black shoes, a white shirt, and a white lab coat. He had brown fur, with white fur on his muzzle, hands, and the tip of his tail, and blue eyes.

Gavin stared as the weasel approached the door built into the box, and fished out a key card from his lab coat pocket. He reached out to something next to the door, and swiped the card, making a beeping noise as the door unlocked with a "click!"

The weasel then placed the card back into his pocket, before he opened the door and pushed the cart inside, shutting the door behind him.

Gavin managed to find his voice, and said, "Doctor James?"

The weasel nodded as he stopped at the table, and placed the plate on the table along with some silverware before sitting down. "Yes," He said with a hint of a Spanish accent that Gavin hadn't noticed before on the intercom. "Why don't you take a seat?" He continued, gesturing to a chair on the opposite side of the table. "I'm certain you have several questions."

Gavin slowly nodded as he got up and went over to the table, sitting down in the chair. He looked down at the food-covered plate in front of him, and saw that it was a large waffle that had blueberries and syrup on it. The aroma coming from it made his mouth slightly water.

He picked up the fork and cut a few small pieces out of the waffle, before picking one up in his fork along with some blueberries. He blew on it a few times to cool it down, before he placed the piece into his mouth, and started to chew. A tidal wave of flavor hit his tongue, causing his eyes to widen.

He picked up speed as he ate, causing James to chuckle. "I see you're enjoying your food," He said with a smile as he watched the boy eat.

Gavin nodded as he swallowed before he replied, "It's good!" He then raised an eyebrow at him as he continued. "So, you're an anthro weasel."

James nodded. "Yes," He stated simply.

"So, I'm guessing the people of this world are all different species of anthro animals?" He asked him.

James nodded. "Yes. Is that a problem for you?" He inquired.

Gavin shook his head as he took another bite. "Not really. It's just something I'll have to get used to," He answered honestly, causing James to smile.

"Good," He said in relief. "Well, what other questions do you have?" He continued, causing Gavin to hum in thought as he ate his food.

"Well, how long have I been here?" He asked as he place another forkful of food into his mouth.

"Three days," James replied, causing him to nod.

"Alright. So, how did you discover me?" Gavin asked him as he finished eating and set his fork down on the plate.

James chuckled as he shook his head. "Wasn't hard when you appeared suddenly in a busy marketplace in Paris, France," He said, causing his eyes to widen. "Caused quite a commotion there."

"Did anyone get injured?" He asked James, who shook his head, causing him to sigh in relief. "Thank goodness!"

"Indeed," James nodded in agreement. "Luckily, an INTERPOL officer was in the area. She managed to calm the crowd down while she contacted us to come pick you up and study you, since she said that no one knew what you were."

"What was the officer's name?" He asked him with curiosity.

"Carmelita Fox," James replied, causing Gavin to nod and smile.

"Nice name. I'm gonna guess she's a fox," He said, causing James to chuckle.

"Yeah. Her last name is a bit ironic," He said with a smile.

"So, where am I exactly?" He asked him, gesturing to the room they were in with one hand. "I'm guessing a secret lab?"

James shook his head. "Not really a secret lab when the whole world already knows about it," He said with a smile. "You are in a laboratory and testing facility that is located in Paris and owned and run by INTERPOL. INTERPOL stands for-"

"-The International Criminal Police Organization," Gavin said, interrupting him. James stared at him with wide eyes.

"Yes. How did you know that?" He asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"INTERPOL exists where I'm from," Gavin replied as he leaned on one hand and closed his eyes, causing James' eyes to widen more.

"Amazing!" James cried out in surprise, slightly startling him. "And where is it that you are from?"

Gavin sighed. "It's a bit difficult to explain," He replied as he opened his eyes and looked at James, causing him to raise an eyebrow.

"How so?" He asked him, cocking his head to the side.

Gavin sighed again as he leaned back in his chair. "Well, I'm not from around here obviously," He said, gesturing to himself with a hand. "And if I was from another part of the world, the world would have known about me."

"Mhm," James nodded in agreement. That was certainly true.

"So, what does that mean?" He continued.

James hummed in thought for several seconds before his eyes widened in realization. He looked at Gavin and said, "You're not from this world?!"

Gavin nodded. "That's right," He replied.

"You're an alien?!" James cried out in shock.

"Yeah," He answered in confirmation as he nodded. "As surprising as it is, that's the truth."

James felt his eyes widen even more at that revelation. But then they narrowed. "Are you pulling my leg?" He asked with suspicion.

Gavin shook his head. "No sir," He replied sincerely. "I'm not a big fan of lying, especially about important things."

James stared at him for several more seconds, causing him to become slightly nervous. He then sighed, and nodded. "I believe you."

"You do?" Gavin replied, a bit surprised. He hadn't expected for him to accept it so easily!

James nodded. "Yeah. As strange as your claim is, it makes a lot of sense," He said, causing Gavin to nod in understanding. "You already talked about how the world would have known about you, or at least, several people would have known about you if you came from this world. So, it makes sense that you're not from this world."

"Thank God you believe me!" Gavin cried out in relief. "I was afraid that you wouldn't!"

James smiled before he replied, "I believe you because your claim makes the most sense out of any other theories we had about where you came from. Also, you strike me as the kind of person who wouldn't lie about something serious like this."

"Thanks," He said with a smile.

"Now that that's out of the way, why did you come to our world?" James asked him, causing him to smile slightly.

"I came here for the purpose of having a new life," He answered. Upon noticing James' confused expression, he continued. "What I mean is that I'm here to start fresh."

"So, are you a criminal?" James asked. Gavin shook his head.

"Nope!" He replied with a smile.

"Alright. So, how did you come to our world?" James then asked him, causing him to frown slightly before he responded.

"May we talk about this subject another time?" He requested as he sighed again. "I'm not quite ready to talk about it all in full detail."

"Certainly," James replied with a warm smile. "When do you think you will be able to talk about it fully?" He asked him.

Gavin hummed in thought for several seconds before he responded. "At least a week," He answered honestly. "I need to get used to this world first."

James nodded in understanding. "That works," He replied, causing him to smile. "So, what else do you want to talk about?"

Gavin placed his hands on the table as he said, "My phone."

James blinked a few times, before he replied. "Your phone?" He asked, causing Gavin to nod.

"Yeah. What did you guys do with my phone?" He asked James. "It wasn't with me when I woke up yesterday." Upon seeing his confused face, he added, "It has a green case on it and a large screen."

"OHH!" James then cried out in realization. "We took it from you for examination, since we didn't quite know what it was," He told Gavin, who nodded in understanding.

"Alright, well, will I be getting it back eventually?" He said. "I know I'm gonna get bored rather quickly, and my phone can help me fight it."

James tilted his head in confusion. "And how will it help you out?" He replied, causing Gavin to smile.

"I have a large quantity of music stored on it that I can listen to," He answered, causing James' eyes to widen.

"You do?" He asked him, causing him to nod. "How is it stored?"

"Large internal memory," Gavin simply stated, causing James to make an "Oh" sound. "Do you have anymore questions?" He politely asked.

James nodded. "I do, but they can wait."

"Okay then," He replied with a smile as he pushed his plate towards him. "Thank you for the food."

"You're welcome," James answered with a smile as he got up and placed the plate and silverware on the cart. "I will talk with you later Gavin," He continued as he started pushing the cart towards the doorway.

"Alright Doctor James," Gavin replied as he swiped his key card and opened the door. He then started pushing the cart through the doorway when he remembered something.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot!" James said as he paused in the doorway. He reached into his jacket, and pulled put a rolled-up newspaper. He then tossed it at Gavin, who caught it in his hands. "That's the morning paper. Figured you'd want to learn more about our world, and what better way to start than with the newspaper." He then went through the doorway, and shut the door behind him, causing it to lock as he said, "I'll try to figure out a way to get you your phone back so you won't be so bored. A newspaper is only entertaining up to a certain length of time after all."

With that, he pushed the cart over to the metal door, and went through it, leaving Gavin alone.

Gavin sighed as he turned his eyes from the door to the rolled-up paper in his hands. "Let's see what's going on in this world," He said as he unrolled and opened the newspaper. The newspaper was called "The Gazelle," which made him smile. 'Interesting name,' He thought as he saw that the year was 2002. 'Huh, so if I was born in this world on my original birthday I'd be 4 years old at the end of the year.' He then looked at the headlines.

The biggest headline read "Strange Creature Appears in Paris Marketplace: Sign of Alien Invasion?" He examined the three color photos underneath the headline with interest.

The first photo was of a French marketplace, with the Eiffel Tower in the background. The caption below it read "Paris Marketplace where creature appeared."

"Huh, so that's where I appeared," He said with a smile. 'Nice place. Might have to go there sometime and see the sights. I've always wanted to visit Paris,' He thought as he moved on to the next photo.

The second photo was much more interesting than the first one. Its caption read "Tourists and citizens watch as INTERPOL officers approach the creature." In the photo, several police barriers were set up in a large circle, holding back the people. Gavin's unconscious body was in the middle of the circle, and several officers, with police badges and gloves were approaching him.

"At least the officers did their job to protect the people and secure me," He commented before he then went on to the final photo.

The third and final photo was a closeup of himself. The caption underneath it was short and to the point. It read "The creature itself."

'Well, at least the photo's good," He said as he examined it. In the photo, he was laying unconscious on the ground, wearing the same clothes he was now.

He then read the article.

"On the second of January of this year, around midday, citizens and tourists of a local marketplace in Paris, France, were frightened when a creature appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the marketplace. Several eyewitnesses said that the only sound they heard when the creature appeared was the sound of the creature landing on the ground. The creature remained where it had landed, presumably unconscious.

As the people started to panic, Inspector Carmelita Fox quickly arrived on the scene, and called for backup to calm the people and secure the area. INTERPOL's forces soon arrived at the scene, and were successful in calming the people and securing the creature. The creature was then placed into an armored INTERPOL car, and was taken away for study.

A source of ours has informed us that the creature was taken to INTERPOL's nearby Dobson Research Facility.

Unfortunately, Inspector Fox declined to do an interview with us, and we have yet to learn more about the creature."

Once he finished the article, he sighed before he continued reading the other articles. After he read all the articles, he hummed as he set the paper back down on the table, and leaned back in the chair with a sigh.

There was a LOT to take in.

He sighed again as he looked at the paper, and thought, 'I'll read it again later. Right now I need to just take it easy.'

The intercom turned on again, catching his attention.

"So Gavin, you ready to answer some more questions?" James asked, causing him to sigh and smile.

"Sure," He replied as he went over to the bed and laid down, resting his head on his hands. "Ask away."

"Excellent!" James stated. "So, how exactly do humans reproduce?"

Gavin blushed and sighed deeply when he heard that. This was going to be a long day.

Meanwhile, on a private island somewhere in the Atlantic…

A stately mansion sat in the middle of a large jungle, with barbed wire fences, spotlights, guard towers, and alligator and boar guards surrounding it.

This was the home of Irving Porksworth, also known as "the Collector." As his nickname suggested, he was a collector of rare and strange creatures and artifacts, which he often obtained illegally.

Inside the mansion, a young warthog boar ran through the halls, looking for someone. He was wearing black fingerless gloves, a black biker jacket, a red shirt and bandana, and brown shorts that allowed his tail to stick out. He had brown fur, a brown mohawk, brown eyes, a broken tusk on one side of his mouth, and several piercings on his ears and one in his nose.

This was Joe Chopps, Irving's second-in-command.

"Boss!" Joe cried out as he burst through a pair of doors into a lavish office.

"What is it Joe?" A large boar warthog asked as he turned his chair towards him, a cigar in his mouth. This was Irving Porksworth. He had black fur, a black mohawk, gold eyes, and two large gleaming tusks that protruded from his mouth. He was wearing a black business suit with a red tie, and had a few rings on his fingers.

"New creature just appeared!" Joe said as he thrusted a newspaper at Irving. "Take a look!"

Irving took the newspaper, and opened it before reading the front page. As he read, he started grinning, teeth tightly clenching his cigar. "Wonderful work Joe!" He said as he set the paper down on his desk. "Get the men ready, and tell them that we get this creature tomorrow night!"

"Yes sir!" Joe said before he turned and ran out the room, the doors slamming shut behind him.

Irving started to chuckle evilly before he looked back at the newspaper on his desk with a grin.

"Creature, you will be an excellent addition to my collection!" He stated as he stared at the photo of Gavin from when he had first appeared.

Well, this was an interesting chapter!

I hope you enjoyed it like I have!

Flashback was slightly altered version of my OC's backstory. And the newspaper name is a twist of the name Gazette.

Please review/comment about the chapter!

PuzzleMaster1998 signing off!