Page 59 of Legend of Scorpio
A gun emerged from Monroe’s lab pocket. “Hand it over or I will shoot.”
The man probably would anyhow, but while Scorpio could handle bullets, Doc wasn’t as tough as him. He grabbed her and used his body as a shield just as Monroe fired.
The searing pain went through his midsection—right through—which meant it hit Rebecca too.
She gasped, and the coppery stench of blood filled the air. She hit the floor on her knees, and the orb fell out of her grip and went rolling on the floor.
Ignoring it, Scorpio dropped beside her. “How bad is it?”
She pushed him away. “Forget me. Don’t let him get the relic.”
At her words, Scorpio glanced over his shoulder and saw Monroe diving for it.
“Like fuck, asshole.” Ignoring his own wound, Scorpio rammed the so-called doctor with enough force the man went flying and hit the bed Scorpio had just escaped.
Scorpio stalked for Monroe, who held up his hands and whimpered, “Don’t. Take the orb. Leave.”
“So you can continue being a sick fuck? Don’t think so. Hope your affairs are in order.” Because this was the end.
Scorpio didn’t screw around, not with Doc bleeding. He grabbed the other man, lifted him, and then did a famous wrestling move that involved slamming him down on his knee. Only he didn’t hold back and fake it.Crack. The spine snapped, and a moment later, so did Monroe’s neck.
Scorpio dropped the limp body to the floor and scooped the orb before he returned to Rebecca’s side.
“Hold on, Doc. Let’s go find you someone who can stitch you up.”
“It’s bad, Scorpio,” she whispered, fear trebling her words.
He could hear it, a hissing of air indicating a compromised lung. “You’ll be fine. Promise.”
She tried to laugh, but blood bubbled past her lips. He crouched and handed her the orb. “You hold this while I carry you, okay.”
“M’kay,” she murmured. While she clutched the orb tight to her bleeding chest, the rest of her was limp as he lifted her in his arms.
Hands full meant he had no defense when a door slammed open. To his relief, Capricorn stood there with a semi-automatic rifle.
“Guess I shouldn’t be surprised you’re playing the hero without us,” his friend quipped.
“Some hero. Doc got shot. I need to get her to a hospital.”
“Fuck. That’s going to be a problem. Our storming of the Cetus headquarters didn’t go unnoticed. Cops have started to arrive. The building is surrounded.”
Meaning they couldn’t leave without being seen or caught.
“I don’t know if the tower can do anything for her.” Stardust didn’t work on humans.
“If it can’t, then you can hop into another portal. The one in Vancouver has a medical clinic nearby.”
“Yeah, well, that’s a bit of a problem seeing as how I can’t currently beam to the tower.”
“Not from this level you can’t,” Aries advised as he arrived. “Basement has traces of meteor in its walls, but the first floor doesn’t seem to have that issue. Soon as you hit the lobby, you should be able to beam.”
“What about the cops storming the place?”
“They’ve not made it inside yet. Cancer and Leo are popping off just enough to keep them hunkered behind their cars. They’ll soon realize they’re not shooting to kill, though, so let’s get our asses out of here before we do have to use deadly force on the good guys. Follow me.”
Aries led them from the lab and down a hall to a door marked EXIT and Stairs, currently propped open with a body. They emerged from the stairwell to find themselves in a lobby. Scorpio’s gaze went to the elevator, beside which sat a head, but no body.
“Talk about losing your head,” Scorpio quipped.