Brutal Oneshots Ft Chaotic Twenty Four

Scorpio vs Duke Pt. 1/3

   ~Huge shout out to Ellen_Reese for letting me go wild with her character, Duke, from her amazing story "Got Guts?" !!! 

~Scorpio's character bio is in my book, "The Chaotic Twelve," if you are wondering who he's like. Duke can be discovered in Ellen's book :D 

~Before you read, who do you think would win in a death battle? Comment or just think about it ;) 

~This is your warning: There WILL be brutal and bloody scenes as well as possibilities of some sexual scene. Read at your own discretion >:)  

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Scorpio's POV:

     I quickly glanced around the murky alleyway as I made my way to my contact for a task. Shadows leaped and glided about, making it known that I was not alone here. My dagger poised in my hand and ready to meet any threats, I continued the calm walk until I reached quite a unholy site. 

     Slumped against a dumpster was the mutilated body of a young boy; his arms and feet were  bound together by barbed wire, multiple wooden stakes protruded from his body at precarious angles with blood slowly dripping down from them like water from a leaky faucet, and the most noticeable damage done was the axe firmly implanted into his skull. The body was surrounded by a horrific concoction of organic liquid, blood, organ pieces, and brain matter with rats and flies scurrying in and out of the body. I examined what remained of the boy's face and quietly noted a scorpion tail jammed into his left eye. 

     Sighing to myself at the sight, a tell-tale sign of his presence and a warning for all to stop progressing through the alleyway if they cared for their life, I carefully stepped over the pool of wasted humanity and took a right at the next turn. There I saw my contact standing ominously under a flickering street light; the light briefly illuminating a deranged yet charming face atop of a blacked out body. No words were exchanged as he, or it, handed me a piece of human flesh about 10 inches in length with the name "DUKE" burned into it. The light flickers once more and the contact disappears into the sinful night. 

     Turning around to leave, I was greeted with two men both wielding baseball bats wrapped in barb wire approaching me menacingly. One of them point to me and with a thick New York accent, demanded me to give them money. Quietly chuckling at the duo for their ignorance, I exploded into action. My dagger quickly found itself through the heart of one of the attackers, it's sinfully sharp tip gleaming on the other side of the body. Dodging a swing from the other attacker, I removed the dagger and shoved it into the surviving attacker's leg. Delivering a lighting fast punch to the man's face, I brought the burly man down onto his back. Smirking through my mask that concealed all but my eye, I removed the dagger with a temporal slowness, with all intentions of making the man suffer for as long as possible. 

     I looked into the tearful eyes of my attacker, taking in every note of regret and pain, and whispered "What made you think this was a smart idea?" My only response was more begging and pleas for mercy from the man that I reduced to a mere blubbering fool. My thirst for blood not quite quenched just yet, I stopped from removing the whole dagger, leaving just the tip still in his flesh. With a violent downward jerk, I sliced through the length of the man's leg. Howls of pain echoed through the alleyways and the sound of various dogs were soon heard in conjunction with his. Grinning at the joyous sounds, I removed my blood-drenched dagger and quickly plunged it into the poor man's stomach. 

     Pausing for a quick second as I took in the violent shudders of the tortured fool, I once again removed my dagger. After slapping the man, stripping him of any dignity left on this world, I forced his mouth open and ran my dagger along his tongue. I took pleasure in seeing him tasting his own body matter. Running a few rounds to rid the dagger of all blood on his tongue, I noticed the dull color in the man's eyes. Understanding I only had a few minutes left of his life at my hands, I quickly severed his tongue and tossed it aside. Violent shrieks rang through the night air, hopelessly calling for God's mercy. And then nothing. Satisfied with the kill, I took off all of my clothing except for my mask and everything on fire. Enjoying the brisk weather on my now exposed body, I continued on my way out of the alleyway. 

~~Wow, that was an interesting start right. That poor man and his buddy though....messed with the wrong person. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed the sneak peak of what Scorpio is capable of and what he is willing to do for the sake of mere pleasure. 

~~More about this Scorpio person can be read about in my other book, "The Chaotic Twelve," and drop a vote if you enjoyed and want to read more content like this :D

^Do it or Scorpio will come hunt you down >:D 

~~Part two is coming right up and has all the bloodiness of this part and more hehe so enjoy~