The next morning in Plumeria came, and it seemed no one was aware of the attack that occurred last night. The people were going about their usual business, and, sitting with princess Perfuma were Scorpia and Makuta. Glimmer had sent the two to help deal with Horde loyalists that had managed to escape and were in hiding outside of her kingdom, and Makuta and Scorpia had just arrived to deal with them.

"Thank you greatly for coming so quickly," Perfuma said, "I would hate to see those Horde soldiers attack our home, especially since we already won the war."

"That makes two of us," Makuta said, "They're just a bunch of sore losers at this point, so this shouldn't take long."

Scorpia cut in: "Hang on, did you two finally just agree on something?"

Perfuma and Makuta looked at each other briefly in stunned silence; they never agreed on anything until now.

"I…guess so." Makuta finally said. Perfuma only nodded her head. Just then, the three heard someone scream from nearby. Whipping out his shotgun, Makuta ran to the source of the scream, Scorpia and Perfuma following close behind. When they got there, they saw a few people gathered around someone lying on the ground. Getting closer, they saw that it was a Horde soldier, massively wounded and very weak. Makuta carefully holstered his gun, but bared his claws just in case. Perfuma knelt down to the soldier and began healing him the best he could with her nature magic. Makuta knelt down next to her.

"What happened?" he asked the soldier.

"We…were attacked," the soldier hoarsely said, "Two…armored bugs…came out of nowhere…I barely escaped."

"Armored bugs?" Scorpia said. The soldier looked over at her and pointed to her: "You…not…safe. Scorpion…coming…for you."

"Scorpion?" Perfuma said.

"I think he means that there's another like Scorpia." Makuta said.

Scorpia thought for a few seconds, then gasped in shock: "No way…"

"What?" Makuta said, turning to Scorpia, "You know who he's talking about?"

Scorpia nodded: "There's only one other of my kind that I know of, the weird thing is that I thought he was dead."

"Who?"

"Not here, we need to be somewhere private."

Perfuma spoke up: "I'll take this one to our healers. You two figure out what to do."

Makuta and Scorpia nodded and then left for their tent that they had set up when they had gotten there. Once inside, they sat down across from each other.

"Alright," Makuta said, "What do you know?"

Scorpia's face seemed sad, as if weighed by guilt: "His name is Skorp. We were both Force Captains at the time."

"He's Horde?"

"He was. Though if this armored attacker is him, I don't know what side he's on now. What I also know is that he was far more serious than I was. He was insanely brutal in battle, possibly more so than you; ambushing enemies from the shadows was one of his favorites."

Makuta raised his eyebrows in amazement; hardly anyone was fiercer in combat than himself.

"So, what happened to him?" Makuta asked.

Scorpia's face fell as he remembered the event.

"We were co-leading an operation into one of the Entrapta's com towers. Everything was going great, but then as we tried to escape, someone activated a self-destruct sequence and the base began collapsing on itself. We ran out as fast as we could, but one of his legs got crushed by debris. I tried to help him the best I could, but everything was collapsing so fast, and I had to get out of there…and…and…"

"And you left him." Makuta finished.

Scorpia slowly nodded: "I had just gotten out as the tower exploded. I thought he was dead after that, but if he's back…"

"Were you friends?" a voice asked. Scorpia and Makuta turned to face Perfuma, who was standing at the entrance of the tent.

"I mean, yeah, we were pretty close. Being of the same kind, we definitely had a lot in common."

"I think that might explain why he's after you." Perfuma said.

"What do you mean?" Scorpia asked.

Perfuma came and sat down next to Scorpia and said: "If you were close friends, and you left him in that base. I think he's become bitter against you. He probably thinks you abandoned him, leaving him to die. Usually that would mean he's out for revenge."

"I wanted to save him though," Scorpia argued, "I wouldn't just leave someone like that, not even in the Horde."

"But does he know that?" Perfuma asked.

Scorpia hung her head in shame; she knew Perfuma had a point.

"You'll have to face him. Tell him the truth." Perfuma said, "He might listen to you if you come as a friend."

"And if he doesn't?" Scorpia asked.

Makuta bared his claws: "If push comes to shove, I got your back." He said.

Scorpia smiled and nodded at Makuta in thanks. Suddenly a villager burst into the tent.

"What is it?" Perfuma asked.

"You three are gonna want to see this," he said, "Someone just came into the kingdom. Two of them."

"What do they look like?"

"Both robotic, I think. One looks like some kind of wasp, the other looks a bit like her." The villager said, pointing to Scorpia. Scorpia's heart froze.

"Thank you," Perfuma said, "We're coming."

As the villager left the tent, Makuta looked at Scorpia and noticed her horrified expression.

"Skorp?" he asked.

"Has to be." Scorpia replied, "Of course he found me this fast. He can track almost anything."

"Well," said Makuta, standing up, "Looks like it's showtime. You ready?"

Scorpia took a few deep breaths: "As I'll ever be," she finally said.

"That's good enough for me," Makuta said, "Now, let's go meet this supposedly dead friend of yours."