Leather screams for revenge, however it appears that her demands are dropping upon deaf ears. Her mindset turns and also she admits loss, she pleads for launch in exchange for what she knows.

Behind her gag, Leather calls for help. But on this day, help is nowhere to be found. Dragged into the dark lair, she finds herself spread and affixed to the cross. She will be pumped now, this precious cargo, in hopes of her weakening and exposing what she might know.

She has found herself ensnared in a trap unlike any that she has been in before… And she struggles mightily to seemingly no avail. Enraged, Leather demands to be freed, she demands to know her captors identity. Her futile yells have not fallen on deaf ears…Fuzz bombs are activated, sending her into a deep state of unconsciousness. With Leather down, her captors emerge from the shadows…With motives unclear, Leather is further restrained, and upon awakening, she embarks upon the struggle…