The Scorpion is Dead, Long Live the Scorpion

by Enelson Bridwell

A.I.M. created a new Scorpion. A stronger Scorpion, that they couldn't control. Now their creation is on the loose, and determined never to fall into their hands again. A young sorceress has been sent to seek out the one person who can teach her what she needs to survive. Then she'll be on her own, and in a world her quiet life in the mid-west never equipped her to deal with.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A driving early summer wind made the rain against the side of the Daily Bugle Building sound like the sizzle and pop of a deep fryer.

Jonah's eyes opened again and looked to the cigar in his ashtray. It was still burning so he couldn't have dozed off for more than a minute.

McDonald Gargan was dead. His body had been found stripped of his suit and cybernetic tail in a dumpster in Chicago. The cause of death and other details hadn't been released but Jonah knew the truth. He had murdered Gargan years ago, and not in Chicago. Gargan had died in Manhattan the second that Dr. Stillwell had thrown the switch and set that slow acting poison to work.

The Scorpion had died in Chicago, McDonald Gargan had been murdered right here. And soon Stillwell was dead and how many others after that? All because Jonah had wanted to make a freak to catch a freak.

At least Gargan and Stillwell were at rest and at peace. The Scorpion too. But Jonah had to live with his mistakes.

He picked up the phone and called his chauffeur. It was long past the time he should have gone home.