La Escorpia Lives
There's a time and place for everything…and everyone
Chapter one: The Beginning
The woman walked down the aisle of Griffith Institute of Experimental Science. She was of middle age, maybe her early or mid-twenties. She had straight, long blonde hair reaching her back, and gray piercing eyes. She reached an elevator and marked the code: 61410897. She hopped in and went down to the very last floor. 'Why do we do these things to harmless dead animals? It's just so wrong…' She thought to herself. She walked down the hall after getting out of the elevator and walked into a door that had labeled across it "Expo room".
Once inside a white Jamaican face greeted her, "G'day to you Miss Tori!" He said smiling and shaking her hand.
"Good day right back to you, Legnae Stevens!" The woman named Tori replied.
"I had a call from the boss-boss stating that you are the one to be taking experiment 40-L9," He said in his best Jamaican accent
She smiled," Okay Legnae Lab nine experiment 40 it is, and I'm on it,"
He nodded and swept off in a different direction. Tori turned left at a fork to find Lab nine. The hallways were wide and long, and had a metal door every two feet or so. Tori turned left at a split section and then right into a door labeled "9". She took the manila folder from the plastic holder and they keys from the fake metal tray. There was a window to show into the room, but Tori didn't bother to look in. she knew she had to dissect a poor, innocent animal and throw gruesome ingredients and chemicals to see the reactions the animals take in their different dead systems and organs.
Tori sighed, it was her job, and she had to do it, being a family business and all. She unlocked the door to Lab nine and walked into a brightly lighted room. Everything seemed to be painted white in there, but once Tori put her protective gear on, she flicked a light switch and everything was pitch black except the red light coming from a table in the center of the room. Tori walked over to it and opened the plastic box that was conveniently placed there. There, lying on its back was a dead scorpion. She carefully took a utensil and poked the corpse. She thought she saw it move a little, but it was probably the lights effect. But as she went to dissect it, the scorpion's venomous tail hissed and struck Tori's hand!
Tori's blood poured out of the wound and dripped onto the floor. Once on the ground, the blood turned a radioactive green colour. The supposedly "dead" scorpion found it way to the floor and gulped down some radioactive green blood---and something mind-boggling happened: The scorpion transformed itself into a humanoid person form. It was now a lovely woman of 20 or so, with deep red-brown eyes and locks of brownish, silky hair that reached her backside. She had red fang-shaped earrings and red lips. The woman had a slight grin on her face, and she gave a glance towards Tori, whose vision was slightly a blur.
"La Escorpia vive---tenga cuidado," She said in a low, Spanish hiss.
"What?" Tori asked, dazed.
"No hablas idiota!" The woman who called herself 'La Escorpia' or 'Scorpion' took her hand (which had long, red, claw-like nails) and slapped Tori to the ground.
All went black.