Scott Pilgrim Villains Novels & Stories

Sitting on the soft carpet on the floor, Exequiel let his back touch the ground. "Hah, that was wild." He laughed while catching his breath. On the other hand,. Scott didn't have any choice but to wear white pajamas with black dots that resembled a Dalmatian dog. To summarize it, Patrish is the panda, Hera is the tiger, Kianna is the sheep, Scott is the dog, Warren is the fox, Kyler is the bunny, and lastly, Exequiel is the green dinosaur. "Who came up with this lame idea?"

I shook my head immediately but regretted it as four pairs of dark, murderous eyes glared at me. "I. Don't. Trust. Her." "Fine, then she will live with one of your men where she can breathe and not get tortured because I know what goes on down here!" "I don't trust anyone enough to—" She cut him off. "Except for these three, Marco, Lorenzo, and Scott" "Hand her to me, I will keep her like the princess that she is" the guy named Scott smiled at me maliciously. "Or me, we can have fun, right little princess" Marco uttered mirroring the same evil smile that was on Scott's face.

Scott adds. I smile at him. It is almost scary how alike the two of us are. We like the same type when it comes to our women. We also both like power. That is why Scott makes the perfect beta. He is my cousin, but he will also tell me off or put me in my place when I don’t think straight. I like that about him. He is not afraid to tell me things to my face. Most of the other pack members are afraid of me. “Hi boys,” Vivian says.

He chewed on them as if I had fed him cockroaches, his face contorted with unease, "And what are you going to do about him if it's him?" I gave him an annoyed look, "First of all, I'm not afraid of him in the least. He's a killer, a murderer, a mob boss, so what? I've grown up with killers and mobsters. I have Scott Mancini in my corner; you may have only seen Scott's goofy side, but trust me, you don't want to see him when he loses his shit. That man turns into a hulk. I have Marco Costello, Alessandro Costello, Stefano Fabbri in my corner, and this is before I even start throwing around some more serious names."

Scott watched as they all edged towards them with their shining weapons but he was quick to stagger back before he would be sliced. "We don't want any trouble," Scott replied, trying to appeal to reason. "We're here to free these innocent people who have been unjustly imprisoned. You don't have to follow these orders blindly." Vincent laughed coldly, showing no signs of backing down. "I follow orders because that's what keeps me alive, unlike you, who will soon be dead," he retorted before swinging his weapon towards Scott but he was quick to slide left. Scott used his hands to punch Vicent on the face causing him to stagger back.

"Mr Scott is into child abduction. He has a warehouse where he stores them and then abducts them to anyone who is interested in them. The room fell silent. Dante's eyebrows furrowed into a frown and then he let out a dark chuckle, as he gripped his fist tightly. He was wicked.. He was insane when it comes to torturing, in fact killing people brings him joy but that doesn't linger to innocent people. He only does those to his enemies and he has never for once turned his sinful way to children who knew nothing about life... Yet Mr Scott... Anger... Revenge... Those were the things that clouded him right now.. He stood up aggressively, the chair scraping backwards due to the force_everyone jolt

His presence is overwhelming, filling the room like an unbearable weight. I meet his gaze without flinching. "Is there a problem?" My voice is steady, controlled. Truth wastes no time. "Yes," he says, his voice cold and certain. "Your man, Scott, is working for Dog's Of Hell. He is a traitor." I do not react. I do not blink. I have learned never to show emotions in moments like this. But inside, I am burning with fury. Scott. My most trusted man. The one I have counted on for years. A traitor.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

Scott implied "he's more than a threat to us, he serves as a hero to the humans but to us within the hidden world, he's like an...anti hero." "You want us to kill him?" Another man asked. "No! I want you to bring him to me, not dead, but alive." Scott warned "I need some informations to inquire from him." "Gotten!" They answered simultaneously nodding affirmatively. Scoff sank his tobacco stick back in between his lips, he tried to inhale but realized the cigarette has lost it blaze. He brought out a lighter from his chest pocket, lit his cigarette and in seconds, he was clouded in smoke.

Anyone who harmed his sister was his enemy till the day he takes his last breath. Kenchiki was more than pissed to learn that little information. He hated unclean people who tried to take away people's consent, especially when it came to people's bodies; he was glad he had been distracted by his lover and had no time to cause harm to Aria; she was an innocent victim too. He glared murderously at the woman who drugged him. He would make sure she had no good days. Sera felt chills crawl up her spine when she saw the look that the two men were giving her. She knew then that whoever was targeting her knew about all her schemes and stacked the deck against her.