Scorpion Sylvester Dodd Novels & Stories

Boyd yelled after sighting the footages of Scott and Whyte "That's what Son? And Isn't that the stranger who once helped Alicia just when you almost got her?" Red Mantis asked but still, he showed no sign of remorse or fear "That's him Dad, that's the fucken smoke, a smoke Dad, he's a smoke and that one over there..... Damn, only God knows what the fuck he is, he's faster than the wind itself, we are doomed, they are gonna razed this building to it's knees!!" Boyd veered while he faltered with fear at the sight of both Scott and Whyte who seemed to have walked towards the Elevator

Addy needed a good paying job and he needed a loyal right hand man to help with the robbery and trafficking so it was easy when he came begging that he needed a better job. Sylvester. He was just one of the men of the street. It was easy to have him pledge his alliance to you when you saved his life from an opposing person. It was quite easy for him to get on their team of bandits. The boss had saved him from another gang only for a little token. It was that he worked for him.

Despite his efforts to help me and support me, I still felt a sense of caution around him. I decided to change the subject and asked Dylan if he could help me find Scorpion. "Umm. About Scorpion... Can you help me find him?" I repeated, trying to process the information. I had been thinking about him a lot lately, and I wanted to confront him about his past actions. Dylan nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, he drowned in the river two days after the incident. The police investigation showed that he had been drinking and lost his balance, falling into the river."

The power was still active inside her. “We need to get her out of here,” I said. But before I could pick her up, I heard someone moving in the rubble behind us. Sylvester stood up slowly. His white hair was grey with dust. Blood ran from his nose and mouth. But his eyes were still wild and crazed. “Don’t touch her,” he said. I stood up and put myself between him and Selene. “You need to leave. Now.” “She’s mine.” He started walking toward us. Limping but obviously very determined. “She’s always been mine. You just keep taking her away.”

He gave Richard the address and the latter thanked him very much. A few minutes later, Richard, Damon, and the officers cautiously made their way into Red Blaze's den but were surprised to see dead bodies littered all over the floor. Damon stared at the scene before him in horror as he had never been in the midst of so many dead bodies before. Richard saw a gold piece of metal that was shaped like a scorpion on the floor. He picked it up and showed it to Damon. "This was definitely Black Scorpion's handwork and he left this behind as a warning."

he asked, his brow furrowed. I struggled to catch my breath, the words spilling out in a hysterical rush. "I was abducted...by this scary, narcissistic guy with an eyepatch and his goons! They are dangerous, you have to help me!" The officer's expression shifted, a strange gleam entering his eyes. "You have come to the right place," he murmured, a chilling smile spreading across his lips. "I know who you are talking about, his name is Deangelo Luis Valladares, also known as Scorpion. He is the don of drugs and the most feared mafia in the city, and one of the four fathers."

He sighted an old man sitting alone on a bench. "Come with me.” Scorpion instructed his goons. They got to the old man and Scorpion ordered one of his men to hit him and he did. The man groaned in pains. "What do you want from me?” He cried out. Scorpio nodded at his goons and they started throwing punches at the old man. He tried to dodge the blows but he was too weak. His loud cries attracted Speedy’s attention and he watched scorpion's men beating up an old mam.

Sylvester said crossing his right leg on top of the other. "Don't kill her as of yet, try to make her spit out somethings she knew that would be beneficial to us" "I wasn't planing to do that either, it looks like it'd be so easy to get some information from her because she clearly looks like a talkative" Dexter said and sylvester stayed silent. “But if she also proves to be useless, just make her completely useless” Sylvester continued. “Yeah.” Dexter replied. Sylvester grabbed a glass and poured the rest of the scotch down his throat. It burned, and he welcomed it. “Or you can use her to lure the f*cker's son out of his cave. Let it be a warning.”

[Apple] The only warning we receive is the flash of his glowing blue eyes. Faster than I’ve ever seen any man run, Sylvester Sterling crosses the distance from the shadows to our apartment stoop as a gracefully dynamic force, grabbing Hawthorne by the collar and slamming him into the wall near the door. “She is MINE!” he growls, his eyes glowing brightly enough to cast my friend’s face in harsh relief, deepening the shadows and highlighting the fear in Thorne’s eyes.

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.