Chapter 6: Satan With A Smile Travis looked at the corpse before him, still sitting on the emerald. It seemed as though the scorpion was stuck here, unable to fly the duo's plane The TNT himself. He jumped of the emerald and kicked the corpse. He had known the racoon for as long as he could remember. It would be lying to say that he was slightly saddened by his oldest friends death, but the Scorpion was known for never really allowing himself to be emotionally attatched to anything in his life. His parents were devout believers in Afterism, Mobius' main religion, and it's Dark Echidna God. As a result he, the very middle child, and his many brothers and sisters had been brought up to respect and abide by the rules of the faith and they were made to abide by any means possible. Most of his siblings did as their parents wanted. They went to the temples, prayed before meals and fasted when required. Travis was different though. His mental ability was far superior to that of any other member of his family and so he questioned things. For questioning these things, Travis was punished harshly. Soon Travis began to channel his intellect into negative thoughts and ideas. By age thirteen he was described by an expert as mentally disturbed. He was pulled out of school and forced to take his lessons at home. This did not help his maladjustment and when his parents died under mysterious circumstances when Travis was fifteen he was the immediate suspect. The young scorpion soon ran away with his best friend and the only Mobian who had the power to keep him moderately sane, Twackius M. Coon.

Now however the mangled remains of his friend lay before him and Travis' sanity was slowly disintegrating. Having finished his cigarette he produced another one from a packet, something that could only be done when your hands are a giant pair of claws after alot of practise, and placed it in his mouth. He lit it and threw the finished one on the corpse. He kicked it again and swore loudly. Suddenly Travis did a double take, unsure of what he had just seen. He kept watching and then was sure. The ringed tail had twitched. The next thing he knew, Twacky's body seemed to be rearranging itself. The Scorpion toked harder on his smoke and watched in amasement, sure he had finally lost his mind. It was only when Twacky stood before him that he believed what he was seeing. Then a tear seemed to appear in the room and out stepped a black Echidna, contrasting heavily against the white one who had just beat his friend to death.

The Scorpion smiled slightly and said in a gruff voice "Welcome back bro, I see you brought a friend. I'm guessing from your entrance and appearence that your God, right?" The Echidna stared at the scropion and grinned. "Me? God? Nope. I'm Tom and I'm just your average Dark Echidna. I'm not a God." Travis stared at him slightly and tilted his head. He decided not to probe further as there woud be time for questions later. He turned to Twacky "Listen man, we'd better get the fuck off of this island. I dunno when that crazy bastard is coming back."