Scorpion Without His Mask Novels & Stories

"Don't worry, I know how much you detest them." He took his hands into the pocket of his cloak, then revealed to small vile container in his hands. "Just a drop and your skin will look fresher and younger." he responded, handing it over to the scarred man whose face lit up in delight as though he had just won a lottery. "No more Virgin ritual." Xryo added, standing up. He put on his black mask and pulled the cloak cap over his head— hiding his face as he walked towards the door. "You are leaving already?" the scarred man asked,also standing up.

“I’ll vote to save them now and look for a way to save them from whoever hired you later.” “He...” he took in a long drag of air. “I don’t know his name and I don’t have his contact information. He called me with a hidden number. He’s tall. Has green eyes and black hair. He...” he paused, “has a tattoo on his neck. A scorpion.” “Did you see his face?” I asked. “He mistakenly took off his mask, so I saw it,” he answered. “Would you be able to describe it to a sketch artist?”

I knew for sure that he was reaching his climax and I didn't think it twice to push him away, ‘there's no way I'm letting him spill that dirty liquid inside of me! I must have put in much effort in doing so because he landed with a heavy thud. A knock sounded one more time. “Let's get out of here Scorp!" “Scorp!" “Scorpion!" The masked man gave no response, he was writhing in pain. “What the heck are you doing in there?!" Another voice asked, breaking into the room. I hurriedly scuffled the blanket to cover myself. Fright was written all over face. Both men broke into laughter when they discovered we have been having unconsented bout of pleasure.

"Didn't know she would murder my parents? Didn't know she would steal my entire legacy? Or didn't know she would humiliate me in front of the world?" Clark was speechless. "Or," I continued, "did you know all along and just chose to look the other way?" "No! I really didn't know—" "Then what about this?" I turned my back to him and unfastened the top of my tunic. A gruesome scar ran from my left shoulder to my right hip. The eclipse curse had turned it a sickly silver-black, and it still seemed to writhe slowly, eating away at my life force. Clark's breath hitched.

"Unseemly, every last one of you." Nonetheless, Jackie strode up just then, still clutching his face as he snapped, "You fool! You'll pay for causing trouble here in Norsedam. This man here is Scorpion, a member of the Airbreakers, the biggest gang here in this city! Get down on your knees and lick my shoes, or I'm killing you!" "You heard him—on your knees, lick his shoes!" Scorpion came to his senses and glowered at Frank threateningly, stomping one foot on the chair beside Frank while brandishing his metal bat.

Her little groan must have alerted the man , as he quickly turned his head to her side with a suprised look all over he's face . " Miss !! Miss!!! " He called out , gently approaching her . At least she'll be in a safe hand , she thought . Before giving in to the darkness beckoning her. In between giving in to the darkness and holding to the tiny strand of sanity that she had left ,she saw something astonishing on the man's neck . A scorpion tattoo. That's weird. Who would get a scorpion tattoo that looks so real on their face ??? She finally succumb to the darkness,not before hearing a soft curse from the man.

He gave Drew a mask and said, "This should be able to conceal your appearance when you go out. That way, you don't have to live in the shadows, at least until you can figure out how to overthrow Scorpion once again." "That will surely happen," Drew assured him. "So what's been happening?" The underling smiled, "Well, Scorpion got his usual package. He has a woman now, but I guess he can't give up his addiction." Drew raised one of his eyebrows, "He has a woman? What does that mean? I mean, Andre has so many women, and everyone knows that no one is special in his eyes."

Because his oxygen levels are depleted, he's been forced to breathe with the assistance of an oxygen tube. Terrence took a wooden box out of his father’s bedside drawer and placed it near him. His father gathered all his strength to open the wooden box with his son’s assistance and took out a peculiar-looking mask. It is made of silver and gold. "T-this is the Black Scorpion mask. Anyone who bears this mask bears the entire organization. It's yours now." Travis said while barely holding the mask with his pale hands. He extended his hand to give it to Terrence. Terrence took the mask from his father and examined it. He realized it has a resemblance to a scorpion’s face. "Dad", was all he coul

It was a man dressed in black, the first thing I noticed was the tattoo of a scorpion imprinted on his neck. Who was he?

Lucas York continued inward. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of combat. “It doesn’t sound like zombies fighting, it’s…humans?” Light glinted across Lucas’ gaze. It must be Mia Yard’s teacher and White Lotus’ Scorpion Guardian. According to Claud Cheswick, the Scorpion Guardian was a Rank 3 Evolved One, he must be terrifyingly strong. He quickly walked toward the source of the sounds and found that countless zombies were surrounding two people. There were a man and a woman. An intense aura of evil emanated from the man's scrawny figure, and there were scorpion tattoos on his face.