Tarsus and Scorpion finally arrived back at the room Scorpion was staying at. The two carried each other in, both having cracked ribs from the crash. Tarsus laid Scorpion down her bed gently.

“Rest,” he said. “You need it."

Scorpion couldn’t help but chuckle. "Brings back memories, eh?"

Tarsus smiled as he sat next to her. "Yeah... I guess it does."

"Tell me we never worked out," she asked Tarsus as sat up.

"Darling, we both new it would have never work out."

"I don't know," Scorpion said as she laid her head on his shoulder. "I thought we had connected pretty well... especially after what happened back at Yavin 4."

"Yavin 4 was one big colossal cluster fuck of everything going wrong," Tarsus said as he couldn't help but lay his head on hers.

"Yeah... it was, yet you saved my life," she added as she wrapped her arms around his.

"As you saved mine."

"Nah. I didn't," Scorpion told Tarsus. "Your armor did. I just dragged you to safety."

"Yeah, yeah."

Scorpion chuckled as she looked up at Tarsus. "We could have made it worked."

"So we said three times before," Tarsus told him.

"Then maybe four will be lucky," she said as she kissed Tarsus. Tarsus turned away as she did. Scorpion's face showed she was hurt as Tarsus rejected her.

Tarsus looked back and said, "I'm sorry, Scorpion. I didn't mean to hurt you."

“I'll be fine,” she said as he got back up. “I'm taking a shower,” she told Tarsus as she walked in the bathroom to take a hot shower.

Tarsus was now alone, and in deep thought. He was now torn between duty and honor. Tarsus and Scorpion had some serious history together. They had worked together in the past. Not only that, but they were good friends. Scorpion saved his skin, and Tarsus saved hers several times. Now, it was his job to kill her.

Scorpion finally walked out of the bathroom about an hour later. This was plenty of time for Tarsus to decide on what he should do.

As Scorpion walked out of the bathroom in her robes, Tarsus suddenly charged at her with his knife. She quickly dodged out of the way. “I knew you'd do this!’ she said as he took out her knife. “After all, you're with the Brotherhood!”

She charged at Tarsus. Tarsus raised his knife, and blocked her attack. She struck quickly and ferociously, yet Tarsus blocked her every attack. The attacks eventually had him corned against the dresser. This caused him to stubble a bit; losing his footing. Scorpion took it as an advantage, and went to stab him. Tarsus; however, quickly grabbed her hand. He then pushed his knife into her stomach. Her eyes widened up as shock went through her.

“You…. You…”

“I'm sorry, Scorpion,” Tarsus said as he laid her down. “But there was no other way.”

A week had passed as Tarsus stood before Shadow Nighthunter. She read his report as he stood there quietly in front of her.

“So, Snake is dead, as well as Scorpion, yet Crow got away.” Shadow sighed as she sat the report down. “Well, we got two of them at least. You did well. I liked how to used one to kill the other. Very nice. Anyways, you're dismissed. We'll be sending a team for Crow. Get some rest. You deserve it.”

Tarsus left to his room after the report was done. As he walked in, he found that some of his belongings was missing.

“Scorpion, you little bitch,” he said under his breath. “I'm gonna kill you.”

Tarsus and Scorpion where traveling together in Scorpion's custom speeder. The trunk of the speeder was modified to hide her two 1D9 droids for emergencies. Tarsus thought it was a neat little touch.

They were traveling over Daemon; heading west to the ice fields to link up with Crow. Scorpion had made an emergency call to him. She told Crow that someone had killed Snake, and that they needed to link back up. Her ploy was to trick him to being exposed, and have her and Tarsus ambush him along with his two followers. Tarsus felt the plan was fool proof, yet a lingering doubt plagued his mind.

“Do you think he's onto us?” Tarsus asked Scorpion as they were exiting Daemon's city limits.

“I don't know,” she said. “I doubt it, though. We've worked with each other for quite some time. He should trust-”

A huge explosion rocked the speeder they were in. It fell one hundred feet, and hit the ground harshly. Tarsus and Scorpion both slowly climbed out of the wreckage; both in serious pain.

“I take he's onto us,” Tarsus said as they were quickly surrounded by police. The two shrugged off the pain, and pulled out their weapons. There were ten officers to kill; Four in front of them, and six taking their rear flank. Tarsus fired a shot into the gut of one which caused him to shoot the back of his comrade. Scorpion quickly threw her knife into a third, but the fourth fired a shot. He missed, and Tarsus shot him in the head. He turned his attention to the first one who was shot, and finished him quickly. The other six opened fire. Tarsus and Scorpion got in cover. As they laid pinned down, Scorpion pressed a button that released her 1D9 droids. They quickly ripped the officers in pieces. The Droids were suddenly destroyed. Tarsus and Scorpion popped up, and saw a group of three.

“Crow, and his friends,” Scorpion said as they got out from cover to engage them.

“How did you know?” Scorpion asked Crow.

“I have friends in high places,” he said. “You should know I have completed access to all the city's security resources. I've been watching you this whole time.”

Crow’s cronies unsheathed their kitanas, and charged them both. Tarsus got Kiv to worry about. Kiv quickly went to stab Tarsus, but Tarsus quickly side stepped, and grabbed his arm. Tarsus then suddenly pulled out his trust rusty bowie knife, and stabbed Kiv in the throat. He violently pulled out his blade, nearly cutting off Kiv’s head. Without warning, Tarsus threw his blade at Crow, landing it in his leg. He turned to his left, and saw Scorpion struggling to get Morson’s sword out of her hands. Tarsus pulled out his pistol, and fired a shot through the side of Morson’s head. He turned his attention to Crow, who began firing at them with his blaster. Scorpion and Tarsus ran to cover, and then heard more police sirens.

“Time to leave!” Tarsus shouted as he jumped on a nearby speeder. Scorpion jumped on, and they sped off as fast as they could.

Tarsus found chemistry interesting. What he loved most about it was that one small change in a formula can end in huge reaction that could prove dangerous. Even simply as using the wrong container could cause sever damage. Poison is a simple chemical to one's body. Your body is made of several chemicals, so when poison is inserted into one's body, a chemical reaction occurs that ends in death.

Cyanide is great example. When ingested, Cyanide melts the inside of your body. It works quickly, so there's no pain. Bleach does the same, only more painful and slowly. Radium destroys your cells and DNA. It takes away your ability to clot when you bleed, and makes your hair fall out. Your immune system is completely destroyed, so infections will wipe you out.

Tarsus’ new target, Daemon, is a man of chemistry; as he loves to use poison to kill. It would be quite ironic if he would have died by poison. To poison a crafty man as Daemon, one must get close. He possibly couldn’t get close enough to him to poison him. Daemon would be too smart.

Tarsus was ahead of the problem, luckily. As he landed on Caina, Tarsus immediately went to a bar. He knew someone would be there he could use to get close to Daemon.

A few minutes passed as he suddenly walked in. Everyone stopped and looked at the Mandalorian, then went about their business. Tarsus bumped into a rough looking man, making him spill his drink.

“Watch it!” The man said.

“Maybe you should watch where you stand,” Tarsus said sternly.

This caught everyone's attention. The man quickly pulled out his blaster, but Tarsus was quicker. He quickly grabbed the man's gun, broke his hand, and used his own pistol to kill the man. Tarsus then dropped some credit on the dead man.

“For your troubles,” he said to the dead body as he began walking to the counter.

Everyone went back about their business. As Tarsus sat down, a beautiful, yet rough looking Mandalorian woman sat next to him.

“Nice work,” she said as she bought a drink. “I like the way you did him like that.”

Tarsus smiled. “Scorpion! Long time, no see.”

“Oh, save it!” She said. “You still owe me after totalling my ship!”

“Consider it official paid,” Tarsus said as he turned to face her. “There's a bounty on you, Snake, and Crow. Help me get the two, and I'll pay you in full… with… interest.”

The Mandalorian woman stared at Tarsus for a bit. She nodded and shook his hand. “Deal. I know you won't turn me over… not after… well…”

“No need to bring up the past, darling,” Tarsus said as he took a swig of whiskey. “When you could drink for the future.”

Scorpion chuckled as she took a drink as well. “Amen to that. So, what's your plan?”

Tarsus handed her as vial. “Poison the poisonous Snake. You can get close to him. I can't. His full bounty is yours.”

The woman took the vial. “Easy. Shame, though. We had a little fling going on. All well. Money is money. I'll get it done tonight.”

With that said, she left into the night. Morning arrived, and Tarsus woke up to Scorpion sleeping next to him. He shook his head, knowing she stuck in. Smart, she was, and also crazy over him. He stood up, and went to grab his shirt.

“Snake is dead, by the way,” Scorpion softly said. “Was easy. Offered him a drink… He took the poison. He's dead.”