Scorpion Tattoo

CHAPTER 1

A/N sorry for crappy writing anyway. dis shit comes MY BRAIN n my elbow so if you copy it I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND YOU WON'T EVER SEE TOMORROW.. kk enjoy

Prologue

2023 Tuesday 29th march 17:43

I don't remember why I am here. I thought I was at Creek Oak station waiting for the next train home.

Is this the end of me? Who is this guy? Why is he coming towards me?

I'm stumbling backwards.

"BANG!" what was that?

I blanked out for a while. Pain searing through my arm. Then my eyes opened to catch a glimpse of a scorpion tattoo.

Unknown

We took the boy in. We saved the boy from Him. We have to take him in for some tests. Who knows how long it might take before we can release him back into the world.

Chapter1

2026 27th November

My eyes were shut but I was conscious. I heard a voice saying "This one is ready, take him out."

Whose voice is this? Where am I?

Forcing myself, I finally opened my eyes breaking away from the darkness. A young man in a white lab coat stood in front of me, making his way to the door. Behind me, was a strange monitor with the name Kian Madara written on it. Below the name was a description of how he died, apparently of natural causes.

"Ahh you're finally awake, how are you feeling now, Lyon?"

"Lyon? Me?"

Somehow that name doesn't sound familiar to me.

"Yeah, that's you right, Lyon Johnson."

"Yeahhh, right I am Lyon Johnson," I mumbled to myself.

Lyon huh? Interesting name. I happen to know someone named Lyon Johnson...

"Well, are you ok?"

"What happened to me?"

The man paused for a second "You had a concussion and a brain failure 3 years back, after you fell into a deep coma and you didn't awake until now, welcome back Lyon!"

"Thanks," i looked at his name tag on his white coat "Dr Scott."

"No problem, ALRIGHT THEN! Your family is waiting outside for you," the man took a long glance at me "let's go"

I met up with my family and we went home. It was weird, because I don't seem to remember them at all. The doctor said that my memory should recover in a week but it hasn't, it's been longer than that already, I'm pretty sure. Even though I can barely remember anything, I have found a job already as a CSI (Crime Scene Investigator), which is similar to my old job as a crime laboratory

analyst. My colleague who I am yet to meet, and I are working on a case about this guy called Kian Madara I'm sure I've heard about him

before but I don't know where. Every time I hear that name an image of a scorpion tattoo pops into my head. It's been bugging me a lot, but also it kind of brings a bit of my past back. It sucks...you know, not being able to remember anything. It's like I've been brainwashed—

"HEY! Who's this... newbie?"

"I'm Lyon Johnson, nice to meet you I am working on the case of Kian Madara..."

"Yeah so am I, you better stay out of my way. Dude,"

"But, hey" the guy turned around "what's your name?"

I wasn't sure what to say, I felt very unusual so I didn't answer him. I just walked away. I turned back to get my coffee, but it was gone. I looked back again to see him holding my mug.

"Nice mug, where'd you get it, Poundland?" He said smirking.

I gave a tight smile.

"The name is Lyon Johnson, you are...?"

"Damon Railsey"

I walked up to him to get my mug back. I felt uneasy. This guy is going to get on my nerves. I just know it. Throughout the whole day, I couldn't stop thinking about the way he talked and the tone of his voice. It felt extremely familiar I have no idea why. Every time I try to think about it my brain just wouldn't cooperate and I WAS SO FRUSTRATED all I needed to do was complete this assignment without this stupid idiot with an unmanly colourful desk.

Finally it was the end of the day. It was one of the strangest days I've ever had since I've been awake again.

Unknown...

The boy is known as Lyon. He is now with his new family. He looks confused but he is settling in quickly he has gotten a new job. He still seems safe and under radar. I don't think HE knows about Lyon yet.