In the basement of the mansion, the canary was looking into a black mist. The mist was showing what was happening in the main room of the mansion. He could see that the group was splitting up to find the back-up generator in the mansion. Another mist in the room showed the location of the generator; the shed in the back garden. The canary was looking at the mists with a very evil smile. He had caused the power failure to force the group to split up. Now the group had split up, everything was how he wanted. He turned away from the mists and towards his zombie minions.
"Ok, the first part of my plan has worked. Now group A must go around the mansion separately and try and bring everyone down here. If you can't get everybody, at least apprehend the primary targets." The canary raised his hand and created another mist, showing the Zombies' their primary targets, Sylvester and Tweety.
"The cat has something on his person that I need, while the canary is the only person that can potentially foil our grand desires. We may not be able to turn him into a vampire, but if we can get one of our men inside his body, he will be no longer a threat. All the others are not much of a threat to us, but the more extra troops we can get the better." The canary clapped his hands and a dark portal appeared in the room. The zombies slowly turned and looked at the portal.
"That portal will transport each of you to a different part of the mansion. When anyone passes, grab them. Remember that the primary targets come first." Half of the zombies then went through the portal, one by one. As a result, they were scattered around the mansion, covering a very large amount of space. The remaining half of the zombies were still in the basement, with the canary.
"The rest of you, I will send you out if needed. But when the time comes, you shall restrain those that are captured while I drain their life force. They will be on our side as more zombies." The canary then looked back into the air and at one of the mists in the air. It was focusing on Tweety and his family, who were carrying one of the candles and were exploring one of the bedrooms. The canary's attention was drawn to Becky, who was clinging onto Tweety's back with her eyes tightly shut.
"What have we here?" The canary continuously looked at Becky. Becky still had her eyes closed, as she was terrified of something. The canary looked at her through the mist and smiled evilly.
"A sacrifice, or a new vampire? Either way, I am sure father would appreciate her." The canary then turned back to the remaining zombies. He examined them all until he saw the best one of the army, a zombie cat. The zombie was obviously freshly made, as there were some patches of yellow fur over the body. The cat still looked a lot like the other zombies, with the mouth fixed open and most of the internal body visible. The zombie came towards the canary and looked at him, awaiting instructions. The canary pointed at the mist and at Becky.
"Capture those canaries and bring me the small yellow lady canary. Use any means necessary to bring her here, even if you have to bring the other two." The canary instructed. He then created another portal and the zombie walked through it, disappearing into the mansion. The canary then looked back into the mist that focused on Tweety's family.
"Soon, very soon, it will all be over."
Sylvester, Penelope and Sylvester Jr. were trying to navigate around the part of the mansion they were in. Penelope was holding the candle from Aaooga's birthday cake and was walking slowly, holding Sylvester's hand. Sylvester was then holding onto his son's hand, the aim was to ensure that they couldn't be separated. By the candlelight, they were able to make out that they had found their way into the bathroom. They couldn't see much, but they could see the usual equipment in a bathroom: a bath, shower, toilet, sink and cabinets. They couldn't distinguish the colours because it was too dark.
"Obviously the back-up generator isn't here." Penelope muttered.
"Where could it be?" Sylvester Junior asked.
"I have absolutely no idea." Sylvester replied.
"It could literally be anywhere." Penelope added.
"Probably in some sort of storage room."
"We'll have to search this mansion from top to bottom."
"Wouldn't Daffy know where it would be?" Sylvester Jr. asked.
"What do you mean son?" Sylvester asked.
"Well, if my memory serves me correctly, he had this mansion built specially for Tweety and Aaooga for their wedding present."
"Yes he did."
"So surely he'd know where the back-up generator is."
"Good thinking son."
"So power should be restored soon."
"Although knowing Daffy, he doesn't know either." Penelope muttered.
"Also true." Sylvester replied. The three of them turned to leave the bathroom, only to trip on something. The three of them fell onto the floor face first. The candle they were holding was extinguished, forcing them into pitch-blackness. Penelope was able to keep hold of the candle but let go of Sylvester's hand, as did Sylvester Jr. Penelope climbed back to her feet and was able to relight the candle with a lighter she had in her pocket. The first thing she saw was Sylvester Jr. holding his nose. She kneeled down and put a hand on his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Penelope asked. Sylvester Jr. removed his hand and Penelope saw that the kitten had suffered a nosebleed from hitting the floor. Penelope took out a tissue and pressed it against Sylvester Jr's nose. After applying pressure for a couple of minutes, she pulled the tissue away from his nose. The nose had stopped bleeding.
"Thanks Pen." Sylvester Jr. said.
"It's no problem." Penelope replied, putting the tissue in her pocket.
"You treat me very much like my mother used to."
"You mean Sylvia?"
"Yeah. I haven't heard from her this week though."
"I'm sure she's ok. She's probably just a bi busy."
"You're right."
"We'd better search for that back-up generator though." Penelope then began getting the feeling that there was something unusual about the situation at the moment.
"Sylvester, do you get the feeling that something is wrong?" Penelope asked. The question was met with no response, making Penelope worried.
"Sylvester?" Penelope asked again.
"Father?" Sylvester Jr. added. Both questions were met with no answer. Hey looked around with the candle and soon realised that Sylvester was gone, nowhere in sight.
"Sylvester? Where are you?" Penelope shouted out.
"We need to find the others!" Sylvester Jr. added.
Daffy and Zach had found their way to the garden. Even though he was holding a candle, Daffy couldn't see much because of the dim light, as it had become dark. He could see well enough to tell where they were though. Zach could see fairly well, but he kept quiet about it. He could see the sandpit that Daffy and Melissa had been sucked down the last time they were here. He could also see a few flowers growing around the garden and the shed. Daffy couldn't see any of this because he had much poorer eyesight than Zach.
"Why is it getting dark so early?" Zach asked.
"Wish I knew Zach. I can only just tell where we are." Daffy replied.
"Where are we?"
"The garden."
"The garden!"
"What's wrong with it?"
"Last time we were here, you and Melissa disappeared in the sand pit."
"I still remember that. We were actually pulled through a trap door."
"By what?"
"One of those zombies."
"Do you think it could happen again?"
"You mean, do I think there's a vampire behind the power failure?"
"Yeah." Daffy reached his hand into the air proudly.
"If it could happen again, let lightning strike me right now!" At this cue, a bolt of lightning came crashing down and hit Daffy's hand. There was a small explosion and a cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, Daffy was standing, still in the pose he was in, but completely black with soot. Zach just tutted to himself while shrugging his shoulders.
"That doesn't give me much confidence." Electricity was still flowing through Daffy's body, but this created a golden glow from his body, illuminating the area much better than the candle did.
"At least we can see a little better." Zach muttered.
"Huh?" Daffy asked.
"Your body's glowing because of the lightning strike."
"Is it?"
"How could I have such a dope for an adoptive father?"
"What does that mean?"
"Nothing." Zach smiled innocently at Daffy. Daffy then realised that his body was glowing. Because of this, he could see the garden shed. It was a typical wooden shed, not locked up because there was nothing valuable inside.
"We might as well check inside the shed." Daffy muttered. He and Zach went over to the shed and opened it. Inside, they saw the back-up generator. It was fairly small, but could supply enough power for the whole mansion. It looked like most generators did. It was coloured blue and yellow and instructions were posted on the sides of the wall. The posters were instructions on how to start the generator. By now, Daffy had stopped glowing so they were having to rely on the small candle, which had somehow stayed alight after the lightning strike. Zach also noticed a small gas lamp in the room, but he kept quiet about it. Daffy clearly hadn't seen it so acted as though he hadn't seen it either. Daffy was leaning close to one of the posters, nearly straining his eyes trying to read the instructions. He was having little luck and had to stop trying.
"It's no good, I can't read the instructions." Daffy moaned.
"Daffy, we have to start up the generator." Zach protested. He walked backwards and deliberately kicked the gas lamp that was on the floor. Daffy heard the clunk and had a look.
"What was that?" Daffy asked.
"I think I kicked something." Zach replied. Daffy came over and was able to see the gas lamp himself. It was a more modern style gas lamp and fully functional. Daffy picked up the lamp and was able to light it, giving light to the whole shed.
"Nice going Zach."
"I didn't know it was there."
"At least we can activate the generator now."
Daffy and Zach were able to start up the back-up generator in the shed. As soon as they had, all the lights in the mansion turned back on, giving a sigh of relief to everybody. They had all gathered in the main room, other than Sylvester, Sylvester Jr. and Penelope. They hadn't shown up at all. The group had been waiting for five minutes but there was still no sign of them.
"Where are those cats?" Daffy asked in frustration.
"Wish I knew." Bugs replied.
"We've got a party to finish." Zach added.
"Who found the generator?" Miss. Prissy asked.
"We did." Daffy replied.
"Where was it?" Aaooga asked.
"It's in the shed in the garden."
"We should remember that." Tweety then turned to his daughter, who was holding onto Aaooga's back. She had her eyes closed and had a look of terror.
"Becky, are you ok? You've been acting strangely for a while now." Tweety asked. Becky didn't answer, just shutting her eyes even tighter. Everyone came over and had a look at her.
"L-l-looks like she's scared of something." Porky said.
"But what is there to be scared off?" Granny asked. When she asked that, Jessica and Zach's trained hearing heard something approaching. It sounded like people running, and it was coming towards them. Jessica glanced over her shoulder but saw nothing. Zach glanced over his shoulder and saw nothing either. They decided to ignore it but keep their guard up. They both had an idea of what it was anyway.
"Well something's terrifying the little girl." Petunia said.
"I don't understand the minds of juveniles." Foghorn Leghorn muttered.
"She could have a phobia of open spaces." Lola suggested.
"Then why doesn't she show fear when we're in town?" Tweety asked. They were interrupted by the sounds that Jessica and Zach had heard. It was Sylvester Junior and Penelope running up from behind them.
"Guys, Sylvester's disappeared!" Penelope shouted at the top of her voice.