Scorpion Tattoo

Chapter 6

A/N last chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 6

A man who looked like he was in his 40s was dressed in a dirty white shirt and worn out trousers stood before me barefoot, without the abundance of jewellery he was wearing, anyone would've thought he was homeless.

I crawled out of the shadows of the tunnel and he started to talk to me.

"They changed your appearance, but I can still tell it is you...."

He continued

"Been looking for 3 years I have, didn't find the body. Something was wrong," he snorted "something wrong something wrong something..."

He kept on repeating these words like a madman

"Who are you?"

"I wasn't planning on telling you but since you are going soon I will."

Going? I just got here.

"I am the Scorpion Master" he bellowed, and I was sure while he was declaring his name I saw his eyes change from grey to a solid black.

"I led the mass murder 3 years ago and nobody there was meant to be alive. Anyone who sees my true appearance can never live." he growled baring his non-existing teeth at me.

Confused about what he was saying I changed the topic.

"Why did you take him? What did he possibly do to you?"

Out of his trance he stared at me

"It has got nothing to do with that idiot, but you Kian Madara"

"What?"

"Oh right you didn't know, you were so unaware. That's why you easily walked into my trap"

"So what about Damon?"

"Damon knew about this plan, as soon as he realised who you were he was quick to inform me."

So he tricked me, how splendid.

"He was my accomplice, but he betrayed, the young man did, he was

a nice lad but he betrayed me." The man pointed to a long wooden crate in the corner of the room which had a freshly painted red scorpion logo on it.The iron smell, again. I looked closely at the wooden crate. The scorpion sign wasn't in red paint, but it was drawn on by blood. Slowly, I opened the crate. I gasped in horror as I realized that it was the body of Damon.

Shocked, I still carried on " I'm not Kian Madara. I am Lyon Johnson" I retorted still refusing to believe what this middle aged man was telling me.

"FOOLISHNESS!! Haven't you realised YOU are Kian Madara"

"He is dead" I replied stubbornly.

"And apparently I am now standing in front of him but I will make sure that he is this time."

Before I could come up with a smart retort I was dragged to the floor and hundreds of stingers pierce the side of my body, I was paralysed by fluids running through my veins.

This has happened before. I thought thinking back to the countless repetitive dream I had been having. I took a deep breath.

From behind his back he brandished his dishevelled knife and with a flash of a crooked smile all I could see was black again.

2 hours later

Unknown

We arrived at the scene, it was too late we found him branded with a hot iron in a shape of a scorpion. We have failed to keep Kian from the Scorpion Master. Another failure.