I See You
Scorpius wasn't the kind of soldier who was on the front lines in battle, no, he was the one who was sent in to take out a single person without fail.
He joined the military against his will, but stayed because he quickly grew attached to the men in his battalion and refused to let them die if he were to fail or leave. He was a sniper, able to take out any target he was given even if the shot seemed impossible.
He sat on top of a building, a rifle resting on his shoulder as he looked along the barrel. The scope had been torn off, he didn't need or want it, his eyes were all he needed. He steadied his breath and pulled the trigger, hitting a man through the chest before he calmly started to pack up his gun, his mission over.












