A/N: this is kinda of a short introduction to a story that has literally been sitting in my head for weeks. if you dont like it, dont bash on me, 'kay? the rest is to come, im still finishing this... ill probably have the rest of it uploaded by tuesday or wednesday.
if you were looking for a story about scorpion (cause he is a spectre) leave right now, cause this isnt about him.
The Man Called Spectre
Prologue: 6 months earlier
Sure, he had been gone for two days on business. But he expected Kintara to be able to defend herself. Unfortunately, when you're attacked by a member of the Edenian army, there's almost no way to defend yourself. He walked into his little crappy apartment, only to see the only person he ever truly loved, ripped in half. His eyes widened behind his sunglasses, and he took them off. He already knew who did this. Taren. An ex of Kintara, he's been wanting to murder her ever since they broke up. Walking to his balcony, the Quánlì he had taught himself to use through his hands burst out in red flames. He looked up at the starry sky, and screamed.
Kitana had heard this scream. She instantly decided to check this out. She went to the source of the scream, being told by the neighbors where it came from. She found him on his knees at the balcony, crying. She already saw why. She asked his name.
"Jason" was his only response.
"Well, Jason, I am sorry for your loss. Who did this? May you have a clue?" she asked.
"Taren. He's part of your army; you probably know who he is."
"Yes. I do actually." Was her only response. Then she left.
Over the next month, Jason went insane, going on random killing sprees, having killed hundreds of people. But, he slowly regained his composure, and after spending two weeks in seclusion, became a different person. He had grown out his hair, and became a lot more silent.