Sylvester and Eddy Green rushed over to Ratner Street in a cab. Sylvester's eyes widened when he saw his girlfriend's almost-lifeless body with burns and blood.
'What in the blue hell happened?' Sylvester yelled as the paramedics lifted Sierra onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
'One person may come with her to the hospital.' One paramedic said. Larry looked at Sylvester.
'You better go.' Larry said. Sylvester got on the ambulance without a word and it zoomed off.
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Later on, Sierra woke to find Sylvester in the bedside chair.
'Hey. You OK?' Sylvester asked.
'I've been better.' Sierra replied slowly.
'What happened?' Sylvester asked again.
'A ghost from the past that belonged in another life came back to haunt me.' Sierra responded.
'Ain't that a feeling I've had before.' Sly muttered.
'What do you mean?' She asked. Sylvester sighed.
'It was May 2003… I was living the high-life that any pro-wrestler would have only dreamed of having because pay was scarce 3 years ago; I was the number one contender to the XLW World title and my son Marty was approaching his 17th birthday. I had almost everything. Man, it sucked when I began my hunt for the belt because the champ Panther J. Thompson – better known as Panther Master – thought it would be fun to get in my head with really despicable acts… such as raping my ex on TV. It ended my relationship with her real quickly. As for him, I blasted that grin right off his face and won the belt, despite being threatened by the Mafia beforehand.' He explained. Sierra tried desperately to keep her tears in.
'Then he broke my neck in our rematch and that was the end of our rivalry. I never saw him again for three years.' He added.
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Sylvester drove around to Ratner Street the night after, where Sierra was abused, where he saw 2 hooded teenagers. He listened close.
'Did you hear what happened last night? A girl got raped in this street!' One teen said.
'So?' Another asked.
'It wasn't any girl, dog… it was our hero's ex-girlfriend!' Teen 1 replied.
'I thought his intro to the register got him off that insatiable desire!' Teen 2 said.
'You guessed wrong, you idiot. I hear that he raped her because she was seeing the guy who ended our hero's winning streak in 2003!' Teen 1 answered. Sylvester didn't need to hear anything more. He doesn't have to when he's seen red.
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At the old ECW Arena Viking Hall, Sylvester parked the van in the car park and bolted into the arena. Security was unwilling to mess with Sly because they knew of his reputation and so did the booker. He draped a black mask over his head and sat by the curtain. His prey was in his sights. XLW World Heavyweight champion Panther Master blasted Rolf Oldham in two minutes with a viscous Power Bomb followed by the 'Nightshade', a Double-arm twisting Brainbuster that Panther broke Sly's neck with. After the bell rang, Sylvester ran out to the ring with the mask on. He battered Panther with a chair relentlessly. Sly topped off the attack with a Tombstone Piledriver. Panther scrambled up the entrance ramp with his title belt. Sylvester took the mike.
'Hey, Panther. Nice to see you've kept my belt warm for 3 years. It's kind of saddening to come back this way, but my goal is revenge for what you did to my new baby-doll. Ladies and gentlemen, this cat violated the terms of a sexual offender's' probation he was put on!' Sylvester said calmly. A shocked look descended over Panther Master's face.
'Why the long face? You just got told because I'm back…' Sylvester added as he loosened his mask and then removed it.
'…Sylvester the Wild Cat!' Sylvester announced. The fans roared with approval.
'That was good, guys! Let's see if you can top that with my challenge. Panther, you took an innocent girl and took her dignity in the alleyway on Ratner Street. I am challenging you--!' Sylvester explained before he was cut off.
'No, Sylvester! No! I'm not letting you challenge me because people whine and complain about me not taking the initiative. No, Sylvester… I'm challenging you to a fight next week in this very arena!' Panther yelled.
'You bring 5 of your best soldiers to the war because I'm bringing Red Tiger, Eddy Green, Larry the Lion, Homer Simpson & Daffy Duck, my Wild Kru, back to XLW next week, and that's all I got to say about that!' Sylvester concluded. The Black Cat stared his rival in the eyes before leaving through the crowd.
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Sylvester returned to Knuckles' apartment and found Sierra up all alone.
'You OK, baby doll?' Sly asked.
'I'm feeling lonely. The others are dead out!' Sierra replied.
'I'll keep you company for the night.' Sly offered.
'Thanks.' Sierra said.
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The next morning, Sylvester could hear singing:
Don't wake me 'til the Morning After
Don't wake me 'til the Morning After
Don't wake me 'til the Morning After
I'm so tired
There's just got to be an end
To the pain I feel when I'm
Awake and alive
Alive
Alive
Alive and not dreaming
The black cat stumbled to remove himself from the covers and removed Sierra's arm from his chest. Then he found a pleasant surprise. Literally.
'Well done, brother. Last night was well warranted. You get what you were after?' Red Tiger asked.
'You guys watched XLW last night?' Sly asked.
'Yep. Saw every bit of your challenge. I've been waiting a long time to wrestle at Viking Hall. Too long.' Red replied.
'It ain't a wrestling match, Red. This is personal. I have to get Panther back for two things that I'd like to keep secret.' Sly explained. Sierra got up.
'Good morning, Sly. I'm gonna go to the bathroom, big guy. In the meantime, I want an omelet.' Sierra said.
'I'm right there, baby doll.' Sly said. As she went to the bathroom, Sly bolted over to the kitchen area. Red was suspicious.
'Sylvester… did you two--?' Red asked before he was cut off midway.
'Keep it down, dude… and yes, we did. But you say something and I'll put out all your dirty laundry!' Sly muttered as he flipped the egg in the air.
'Mouth is zipped shut.' Red replied. Then Sly heard laughing from the bathroom. Sierra popped out with what looked like an EPT stick. Sly looked at Red in amazement.
'You have got to be kidding me!' Sly blurted out.
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