Sylvester would of been seated next to a old married couple, he would be siting at the end at the walking path on the plane he'd put his fingers on the edge of his hat and bow it as he nodded to the couple with a charming smile and they would smile back to him warmly. Despite his loud appearance, dark colours, piercings and tattoos he always had a charm to him that bypassed his appearance and just made him likable, some even envied him and others would be in awe in his presence then there was the people that were homophobic and loved to throw punches at him, he'd hit back of course he was no coward.
He would see the old woman about to talk and he once instantly become attentive, he respected elders and loved to learn about their life so he cupped one hand over the other and smiled.
''Oh, dearie, what happened to your eye? It is awfully bruised.'' Her concern true and he saw the husband turn and look at him with wonder also about to ask the question again but Sylvester cut through.
''Nahh... It is nothin, it was just a guy at a bar acting all tough and well, I respectfully put him in his place is all, thank you for your concern but it is not needed, I am well.'' He would reassure the couple only as he was doing this his thought was...*Well when I say put him in his place it was more beat his head against a wall in a alleyway, dump him at the side of the club for others to see and a ambulance to take care of him.*
He would then sigh then look up at the ceiling of the plane and continue. ''But I do feel bad but sometimes it can't be helped.'' He would look back at them with a sweet smile and they'd seemingly coo and he'd grin sheepishly. ''Oh dearie, you were probably in the right, defending yourself and all, I wouldn't worry about it.'' The old woman would say while wiping her nose in a tissue.
Sylvester would nod at this but all the same his thoughts ran rampaged. *Deserved it? Fucking yes but do I feel bad? Fuck no!*
He would then take his hat off his head then start to settle, resting his head back and closing his eyes, putting his hat on his face and started to drift off into a light sleep as he listened to the air conditioning system above him...
Suddenly what seems like minutes but was about a hour into the flight the smell of smoke filled his lungs despite his hat covering his face and he would feel rough air resistance. He'd frown at this at first, trying to go back to sleep then as he hears screams his eyes open up and he grabs his hat from his face only to see the old couple were no longer there and there is a missing part of the plane and his sleepy eyes would widen. ''What the!? What the hell is happening!?'' He'd shout in a short lived panic as he put on his thinking hat and frowned in determination. ''No shitting way am I dying.'' He'd vow.
He'd strap his parachute on just in time to buckle it as his chair breaks away from the plane. He'd grit is teeth trying to keep calm only to realize his sister was no where to be seen and he'd gasp in air as he unbuckled himself from his seat and started to fall faster and he'd blink looking up frantically for his sister...''Sister!!!'' He'd should as he is suddenly struck with a sharp piece of metal which slices through his right shoulder then exits down his back then parts from him, taking his hat with it and he screams in pain but adrenaline starts bumping and he pulled the parachute's cord with his left hand and it opened and he holds is large injury, panting in pain, he sees his blood flying up and splashing against himself and he only grits his teeth and closes his eyes..
Then everything goes silence and black...
He flinches at the sounds of birds, russling of trees and odd yelps of animals far from his location. He shakes his head at the shifting light that hits then leaves his eyes continuously as the leaves swayed from short breezes in the humid air. He'd feel something wet running down his arm and back, his eyes open quickly and he pants looking down at his blood runs down his arm and drops to the forest floor below from the tips of his right hand fingers.
He only continues to look at it for a moment as the pain shot back and he screams in pain, holding back tears. He'd look around only to see that he was still....airborne but swinging slightly on trees, his right arm hurt too much to move and he didn't even want to think about his back. He would look down at his buckles and hang his head back for a moment. ''Fuck me...'' He'd sigh out with a small sniff as he still held the tears in.
He would look down and reluctantly unbuckle himself and grit his teeth bracing for impact as he fell, not only hard from the height but on his badly sliced up right arm and that was when he screamed out in tears and pain, rolling to the other side only for his back to burn in pain, making even more tears to fall and whines of pain come from him as he held his arm. ''D-Damn it...'' He'd groan out in tears.
He would lie there for a moment for five minutes or more, at this time he didn't care and he would finally slowly force himself up, with many failures as expected for someone in his current condition and which he loathed as he kept falling onto his back that was just as badly injured as his arm and after probably half an hour for failures and small tears he got up and stayed up just barely.
He would be weak, the blood loss affecting his balance and energy levels but at least it slowed a bit which meant to his knowledge, that no major arteries were severed and he sighed in relief from this and the fact that he was on his feet though as he started to walk he started to feel a overwhelmed feeling to sit down and sleep though he knew would be bad idea and so he started to shout out to others if anyone...''Hello!? Anybody!? I need help!? I!...I'm no feeling so hot here!? Anybody!?'' He'd continue to scream this as hard as he could only to fall against a tree, a small trail of blood behind him and a swipe of blood on the tree as he slowly started to sink to his knees, resting against the tree holding his arm. ''Anybody!? I... need...help..'' He would blink a couple of times as his vision distorting and he only struggled to keep them open then nothing...
His eyes would close and he would slide against the tree and onto the forest floor with a sigh as he went into unconsciousness..