In the bedroom that they were in, a ghost had confronted Sylvester Jr. and Penelope. The ghost was hovering in the doorway and looking at both cats. The figure that floated before them was a female cat, who Sylvester Jr. and Penelope both recognised. They stared at the ghost for what seemed like an eternity, horrified at the figure that was floating before them. The ghost was looking back at them with a look of sympathy and sadness. It was Sylvia. She had obviously died in some way, which explained why Sylvester Jr. lost contact with her. Eventually, Sylvester Jr. broke the uncomfortable silence.
"Mother?" Sylvia's ghost nodded and smiled. Sylvester Jr. just fell to his knees and burst into tears. Sylvia's ghost stopped smiling and looked very sad. She didn't want to see her son crying like this, but it was to be expected. Even so, she couldn't help but feel sad herself.
"Son, please don't cry." Sylvia's ghost said softly. This caught Sylvester Jr. off guard. He didn't think that ghosts could talk. He was also joyous to hear his mother's voice, even though she was dead. He stopped crying but remained silent.
"Sylvia, how come you can talk? Most ghosts can't." Penelope asked.
"I don't know why I can talk either. I was sure I'd lost that ability when I died."
"What happened?"
"I was attacked."
"Attacked?" Sylvester Jr. asked.
"Yes son, I was attacked soon after I spoke to you last week."
"Who killed you?"
"Son, I'm not completely dead." Sylvester Jr. looked dumbstruck. He had no idea of how Sylvia could not be completely dead. It made no sense at all. Penelope didn't understand what Sylvia meant either. She looked at the ghost with a look of bewilderment. Looking at their faces, Sylvia realised that they were confused so she decided to clarify what she meant.
"I don't know how, but my soul has been torn from my body." Sylvia explained.
"So is your body still alive?" Penelope asked.
"Yes, but I don't know where it is."
"So, what would happen if we were to find your body?"
"If you could find it, I could re-enter my body and come back to life." Sylvester Jr. jumped to his feet and walked over to his mother's ghost.
"Where were you when it happened?" Sylvester Jr. asked.
"After talking to you on that day, I went out to play some bingo. It happened when I was returning home…"
Flashback
Sylvia had just come out of the Looney Bingo club, after a couple of hours of playing her favourite game. She had come with Granny and Petunia. The Looney Bingo club was a specialist Bingo club that held nothing but Bingo, every night. It was a relatively small building. The name was lit up above the entrance of the club with red and yellow neon lights. It completely stood out in the street that it was in, not far from Wile E's lab. There were a few cars around and a few pedestrians, most of who had come from the bingo club. They were all heading home for a good night's rest. Sylvia, Petunia and Granny were all outside Petunia's car. Porky had stayed at home to look after the piglets while Petunia was playing bingo. Petunia was also going to take Granny home so she wouldn't have to walk.
"Are you sure you don't want a lift Sylvia?" Petunia asked.
"Petunia, I'll be fine. Thank you for offering though." Sylvia replied.
"If your sure, but if something happened, I'd feel extremely bad for you."
"Petunia, Sylvia here did live on a farm before. She quite an effective huntress." Granny said.
"How do you know?" Petunia asked.
"Long story." Granny and Sylvia replied simultaneously. They then began laughing, realising that they had both said it at exactly the same time. Petunia giggled a little and then smiled.
"Maybe we'll tell you about it some other time." Sylvia added.
"I'll look forward to it." Petunia replied.
"See you next week dear." Granny added. She climbed into Petunia's car and the two of them drove away. Sylvia began walking down the street to where her house was. After a few minutes, she came to a turning that led down an alleyway. The alleyway was fairly tidy, with a few bins, boxes and some weeds. The alleyway was a shortcut to her house. There was very little light, but Sylvia wasn't bothered. She was perfectly used to the dark. She quickly glanced down at her watch to check the time.
"Might as well take the shortcut." Sylvia thought to herself. She began walking down the alleyway, paying no attention to her surroundings. She had taken the shortcut before and knew it fairly well, so she started humming a tune to herself. It was a tune that she used to hum when she was taking Sylvester Jr. for a walk when he was a baby. Although she had split up with Sylvester, they had become friends again. She fully accepted that he was dating Penelope now and that Sylvester Jr. was quite fond of Penelope as a sort of stepmother. She had also become friends with Tweety and Aaooga since their marriage. She was unaware that there was another figure in the alley. That was until she heard the sound of something knocking a dustbin. She stopped humming and looked around. She couldn't see anything immediately but still kept her guard up. She continually looked around and eventually saw a canary in her path. The canary looked almost exactly like Tweety. The main differences were that he had shorter eyelashes and wore a cape around his back. Sylvia just assumed it to be Tweety.
"Oh, hi Tweety. Where's Aaooga?" Sylvia asked.
"You shall come with me." The canary growled. It was then when Sylvia realised that it wasn't Tweety, as he would never speak like that without reason.
"Hey, who are you?"
"That is not of your concern." The canary lunged at Sylvia and grabbed her stomach. Sylvia was able to grab the Canary, tear him off and throw him into the wall. She then readied her claws and looked at the canary.
"I don't know who you are, but I do not like being attacked without a reason." Sylvia swung at her attacker but the canary dodger again. The canary then went straight at her face and latched on. He then proceeded to place one of his hands inside her eye. Sylvia suddenly felt an unbearable agony within her head. It felt as though her mind was being forcefully ripped away from her body. She didn't realise that her body was beginning to decay. The legs were rotting and revealing all the muscles. The canary then suddenly leapt away from Sylvia's face, pulling a white wispy image of Sylvia with him. The wispy figure looked around herself. Her spirit had been pulled out of her body, but the actual body was still functioning. It now had no soul. The canary went over to the soulless body, which had completely rotted, leaving only a few patches of Sylvia's yellow fur visible.
"This zombie should prove much more reliable than my other ones. Now to prepare some more." The canary then disappeared in a puff of smoke, taking the soulless body with her. Sylvia's soul was still in the alleyway. If she could, she would have fainted from the horrible experience. She fell back down onto the ground. She wanted to cry, but physically couldn't. All she could do was kneel and give the impression of crying. After doing this for a few minutes, a thought occurred to her. If she could find her body, she might be able to return to it and return to life. Without thinking anymore, Sylvia turned into a wisp of white smoke. She seemed to know how to do this naturally, though she had no idea how. She decided not to think about it anymore and went off to find her body.
End FlashbackSylvester Jr. and Penelope were completely amazed and distressed at Sylvia's story. Sylvester Jr. fell to his knees again. His own mother had been the victim of somebody very powerful. Her body had been stolen from her, leaving her very much alive. He couldn't believe what he had been told. He began crying again. That tale was the most distressing thing he had ever heard. Penelope was equally as distressed and confused. The only creature that she knew that would be capable of doing something like that was Count Sleety, but his spirit had been sealed away and his body destroyed. Besides, the canary that Sylvia had described was different to Sleety. She didn't know what to think. Sylvia went over to her crying son. His reaction was fully understandable but there was very little that she could do. She reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. Sylvester Jr. immediately looked up; he could feel his mother's hand on his shoulder. He couldn't believe it. It was as if Sylvia had a physical form. Sylvia was smiling and looking at her son.
"You can touch me mother?" Sylvester Jr. asked.
"Yes. I can touch living creatures, but I pass through non-living objects." Sylvia replied.
"Mother, did you catch the name of your attacker?"
"No, I didn't but I need to get my body back."
"Can't you stay like that forever?"
"In this form, I can't eat, I can't sleep, I don't age and I can't do the things I love. It would be a life worse than death. Do you understand that?" Sylvester Jr. looked up and sighed.
"I understand."
"Sylvia, was there a reason that you came here?" Penelope asked.
"Yes, I was able to trace my attacker to here. I wanted to find you guys and warn you that you were in terrible danger." Sylvia replied.
"Mother, if your attacker is here, then your body must be here too." Sylvester Jr. said.
"It should be, but I have no idea where it is."
"Mother, I want to help you find it."
"Son, if you lost your life if you tried that, I would never forgive myself. Just get out of here before I lose you."
"I also need to find Father."
"I will find him, just go." Sylvia's figure then turned into a puff of white smoke and vanished, leaving Sylvester Jr. and Penelope in the room. Sylvester Jr. didn't know what to do. He wanted to find his mother's body and her father but Sylvia had told him to get out. He didn't want to get on his mother's wrong side, but something told him to hunt for Sylvester and Sylvia's body regardless. Penelope knew what she wanted to do. She was going to fins Sylvester no matter what. She loved him too much to let him suffer. If it was true that Sylvia's attacker was in the mansion, there was little time to waste, as they were all in danger.
Jessica had made her way right down the passage that she and her parents had found in the bathroom. The passageway was quite long, but completely unguarded. She had run into no trouble in reaching the end, where there was a brick wall. Jessica began touching the different bricks on the wall and eventually found one that was slightly weak. She took a step back and hit the brick with enough force to break it, but not enough to destroy the wall. As soon as she hit the brick, it cracked all over and she was able to take the fragments out. Jessica was able to peer through the hole where the brick was. Behind the wall was a voodoo ritual chamber. It was aligned with candles and curtains. The curtains all had the same emblem engraved in the design, a shield with what looked like the planet earth in the centre. The planet had a sword going right through the middle. A canary was sitting on the hilt of the sword. Jessica could also see an altar with the same emblem and several crucifixes. The sight brought back terrible memories of the last time that she was in this mansion, her first confrontation with Sleety. The voodoo chamber was exactly like the chamber that she was in when Sleety tried to possess her. She continued to look around the room. She eventually saw that Sylvester was tied to one of the crucifixes. Her sense of danger told her not to say anything but to just watch. She eventually saw the canary that had invaded the mansion. He was standing on the altar and looking at a black swirling vortex in the room. Sylvester was still conscious and looking into the vortex in terror.
"Who are you?" Sylvester asked. The canary glanced over his shoulder and looked at Sylvester.
"My name I Cheesy, and don't you dare laugh!" Cheesy replied. Jessica was listening in on the discussion and couldn't help but giggle, but she remained as silent as she could to avoid detection.
"Cheesy?"
"Cheesy pie. Vampire of the Pie lineage." Jessica suddenly had a though as to who Cheesy was. Could he be the son of Sleety? Jessica decided to watch and find out.
"What do you want from me?"
"You have something that I need. I want it back."
"What do I have that you need?" Cheesy flew off the altar and into Sylvester's chest. Suddenly, the two of them were enveloped in dark light. Jessica wanted to help Sylvester out but knew that she wouldn't be able to get to him in time. She would have to tell her parents of everything that she was seeing. Eventually, the dark light vanished and Cheesy was standing away from Sylvester, holding a skeleton just as big as he was. Sylvester had lost consciousness but was still alive. He was hanging on the crucifix making no movements. Cheesy took the skeleton he had and placed it on the altar. He then turned to the black vortex. He raised both his hands and looked into the vortex. His body began glowing dark red and giving off a red aura. Cheesy then began chanting a spell out loud.
"Evil Darkness, hear my cry. Bring back he, who cannot die. Let the vampire, who perished here, return here and reappear!" The room suddenly got even darker and the black vortex suddenly opened wider. Jessica just watched in absolute horror at what was unfolding. The last time she had been this scared was when that zombie had abducted her. She then watched as a white mist flowed out from the black vortex and into the skeleton that was on the altar. There was a sudden flash of white, forcing Jessica to cover her eyes. When she looked again, the black vortex had disappeared and the skeleton had been reconstructed and was now standing up. The figure was a figure that Jessica knew only too well. Sylvester would have recognised him if he weren't unconscious.
"Count Sleety!" Jessica exclaimed under her breath.