Scorpion Hawk Novels & Stories

“Ours.” His eyes swept the space, locking onto the sleek, obsidian-black scorpion cornering Lyra against the wall. The creature’s segmented carapace glinted, its serrated pincers snapping in challenge. Its arched tail ended in a jagged stinger poised to strike. Red veins pulsed along its knee-high body. The wolf surged forward, a growl echoing in his mind. “Kill it. Protect her.” The scorpion lunged, but he was faster. He seized the stinger mid-strike. The creature thrashed, its claws snapping uselessly.

The scorpion soldiers moved closer to them and they started fighting. Robert mallow faced the scorpion king holding a Lance seated on a horse, he spurred his horse and directed it to where the scorpion king was. The scorpion king was seated on his scorpion with fourteen legs. About to get to the scorpion king, Robert mallow stood on his horse and lifted his Lance, the scorpion is ten times taller than him, he jumped from his horse and drilled the Lance into the scorpion leg but the Lance snapped into two. The scorpion king jumped down from his scorpion and directed it to where Robert mallow was.

The foul smell started to emit from the rapidly drying carcasses as desert pests started to appear in small numbers over time. ‘Alpha! Watch out!’ Rios Scarlet, who was now in the form of a spotted black beta-size wolf, dashed behind the towering yet frozen red wolf. His huge body collided with the leader of the giant scorpions. A spotted white wolf, whose spots closely resembled Rios Scarlet’s wolf, immediately gave the perfect assist. Keiran Scarlet clawed the pincer that was about to sneak an attack against his twin. ‘Mind your blind spot, idiot!’ ‘Thanks, brother.’

I would've smiled if fear hadn't gripped my heart, threatening to still the pounding thuds hammering in my ears. Henchmen was the Scorcher's name for the law enforcers that patrolled the perimeter of the walled Cities. Each town had their own legion and the scorchers hated them all, almost as much as the henchmen hated them.

Birchpelt screeched as she launched herself after the hawk. Birdpaw's eyes widened with horror when Birchpelt reached it, dragging her claws out as the hawk drew dangerously close. She'd already lost the rabbit during her moment of terror. Time felt as if it slowed down when Birchpelt managed to drag the hawk down, using her strength against the larger bird. It took a few heartbeats before Birchpelt was able to deliver a killing blow. Birchpelt spat out the feathers, shaking her head once she was sure that it had been killed. "StarClan, what happened?" Hollowstorm asked when he reached them, eyes wide with shock at the sight before him.

"You know about this thing?" The Red Eye King Scorpion charged at them. Yvette was the closest to it; she was swept by its tail and bounced into the air. Bang! She hit the stone wall before she landed on the ground. She vomited a mouthful of blood; her face was pale. "Are you alright?" Darryl asked. He did not expect to see such a giant scorpion. That hit even seemed effortless. Yvette coughed; she was seriously injured. She said hurriedly, "It's the Red Eye King Scorpion. It only appears in ancient tombs and is extremely poisonous. Due to its long duration in the tomb, it will attack any human that it sees. Be careful!"

“I won't let these mongrels steal a chance at real happiness.” Warren spun and spread the wings, the adlets spread out on instinct, Warren gutted two more and raced to the second mounted leader. Heavy gunfire and smoke hailed the coming of the Scald Crow, “Did somebody order back up?” Jack's disembodied voice shouted. The adlets tripped over themselves to get away, and several hurled spears only to have them clatter against the Scald Crows Superior armor. The heavy guns roared until the furry invaders were out of sight.

HUNTER "What the fuck are you doing with that bitch?!" Ignore her. That's all I want to fucking do in this one dick-rising moment. Shame it happens only once in a blue moon, else I might really carry this girl in my arms and take her some place more... private. I'm hard. Hard as a fucking iron rod and Scar miraculously felt this is the perfect time to show her pathetic face to me right now. "HUNTER! You cheating little scum!"

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”