Ugh, I'm sorry guys! I had midterms this past week...I couldn't be bothered wearing acceptable clothing, let alone writing :P. So, I'll start where I left off. (It's almost contest time again! Which is your favorite so far?)
I could've gone a different way with this one, but I'm glad I chose to do it this way. I like the way it turned out.
Disclaimer: I do not own Alex Rider.
They called him Nightmare. A simple name, but evocative at the same time. It required no explanation; it was indeed explanation in and of itself.
When Scorpia needed people killed, they often went to him. He had never been caught. Like a nightmare, he came in the night and disappeared with but a lingering trace. Like a nightmare, he stained the soul.
His specialty was poisons—exotic, simple, slow, fast. He could do it all. When his employers allowed it, he left a single Papaver somniferum on the bodies of his victims.
The opium poppy, symbolizing death and sleep intertwined.