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A/N: Brace yourselves! The final chapter of my Scorpius fanfiction is here. Hope you've enjoyed this short story, if you've enjoyed it enough please review!
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I always get out of the trouble I'm in,
I wanna walk away and start over again.
-Tom Waits
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She came in with a black eye, he didn't have to ask how it happened. He knew better than to give her trouble, and went straight for his tablet. Before he could get to it, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed his forehead.
The door hissed open again, and a daunting figure rushed in, reaching them in three steps. The boy quickly backed up to the wall.
"How dare you," The handler growled at the Sebacean, bringing her large claws across the her face, knocking her to the ground. "Don't get up."
He stood, coldly staring as his teacher brought her hand to her mouth, then as body started to convulse, foaming at the mouth, and finally go still. The Scarran kicked her and mumbled "Lying bitch won't be touching my mate again."
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His first interactions with others on the commerce planet went better than expected.
He had crashed his pod in the middle of nowhere, and he struggled to the buildings in the distance. Once inside the city, someone noticed the lost look in his eye and the struggle in his step and offered him a job on in his ship.
The child was amazed as he stepped on board. On his first proper ship, he thought of his teachers story; the transforming effects of the bomb, the bravery of the girl, and the greatness of the captain.
The kind stranger finally asked if he had a name. He felt empty, realizing he didn't have one. His mind raced, searching for one that would fit the grand feeling of the stars, the ship, and what he dreamed for himself. He knew he was destined to have his name remembered.
"Scorpius. My name is Scorpius."
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I always get out of the trouble I'm in,
I wanna walk away and start over again.
-Tom Waits
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She came in with a black eye, he didn't have to ask how it happened. He knew better than to give her trouble, and went straight for his tablet. Before he could get to it, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed his forehead.
The door hissed open again, and a daunting figure rushed in, reaching them in three steps. The boy quickly backed up to the wall.
"How dare you," The handler growled at the Sebacean, bringing her large claws across the her face, knocking her to the ground. "Don't get up."
He stood, coldly staring as his teacher brought her hand to her mouth, then as body started to convulse, foaming at the mouth, and finally go still. The Scarran kicked her and mumbled "Lying bitch won't be touching my mate again."
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His first interactions with others on the commerce planet went better than expected.
He had crashed his pod in the middle of nowhere, and he struggled to the buildings in the distance. Once inside the city, someone noticed the lost look in his eye and the struggle in his step and offered him a job on in his ship.
The child was amazed as he stepped on board. On his first proper ship, he thought of his teachers story; the transforming effects of the bomb, the bravery of the girl, and the greatness of the captain.
The kind stranger finally asked if he had a name. He felt empty, realizing he didn't have one. His mind raced, searching for one that would fit the grand feeling of the stars, the ship, and what he dreamed for himself. He knew he was destined to have his name remembered.
"Scorpius. My name is Scorpius."
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