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As the man dove under Scorpion, the metallic tail tried to swipe downwards to slash at him. The blades missed their target, and Scorpion grunted as something hit him in the abdomen. The man bounced off of the door and knelt on the ground. The blades of the tail scraped against the metal door that was now behind him. Scorpion kept his eyes trained on the man, and only looked away long enough to check his stomach. There was a long scrape running along the green metal where the arrow had sliced across. Fortunately, the shot hadn't been strong enough to pierce through the armor.

Scorpion looked up again, readied himself, and shot forward again. His orders were to subdue the intruder. If that couldn't be done, then he was to be eliminated. If he couldn't get rid of the man's weapons, he might not have any other choice but to kill him. Probably be better that way anyway. This man could be from his old laboratory. He could be one of the men from before. Hired to come back and take him away. Take him back into that small room.

He wouldn't allow that.

Realizing that he had drawn the first blood, the Scorpion turned himself around to prepare and attack the man again. He was distracted only momentarily when he realized that he was having difficulty moving his right arm. He glanced down at it for a moment, fining something glossy covering his armored arm. The only thing that could have caused that was the arrow that the man had shot straight at him.

Now he knew he needed to take out the man's supply of weapons. Or... take him out completely.

Turning his attention back towards the man, Scorpion lunged again. Claws outstretched, and tail aimed for the man's torso.

The tail slammed into the door as the Count had intended it to do. And, to his fortune, the blades of the tail did become wedged in the center of the metal doors. Scorpion knelt on the floor and tried to pull himself free of the door. Instead he watched as the arrows smashed against the door and his tail, freezing the tail in place, and forcing the rest of his tail to become immobile.

The man roared in frustration, and began trying to thrash his body free; jerking and kicking at his tail to snap it from his body if needed. He always had his claws, and there were still more 'guards' on their way to this hall.

Scorpion stared back at the man and gave him a snarl. "Liar. You're with that other lab. You're just going to take me back! They told me. They told me any intruders were probably from the other lab. I won't let you take me back. I won't!"

In a burst of energy, Scorpion lunged forward. His tail was torn loose with a metallic cry of metal being wretched apart. The man continued forward, claws aimed for the Count's throat. He was far too paranoid about the laboratory that birthed him to care about his own safety. He'd been this way since he first escaped from the lab. And then again from SHIELD.

Scorpion snarled as he felt the man's arm lock around his neck. The metal armor kept the Count from completely putting him into a sleep hold, but the pressure he was putting on the neck of the suit could be a problem. Plus... he was now in a spot that Scorpion couldn't reach him. The man inside the suit growled again and began thrashing to try and throw him off. It wasn't long until he felt his head slam into the wall in front of them. THAT managed to make him settle down.

Scorpion stopped thrashing and instead put his focus on trying to pry the man's arms away from his throat as he tried to regain his senses. As an idea drifted by, Scorpion lunged himself backwards, trying to slam the Count into the wall. Unfortunately with the room still spinning, Scorpion missjudged where to lunge, and instead shoved himself and the count away from the wall and into the center of the hall.

Scorpion grunted as his head was again suddenly jerked into the wall. This time his thrashing became much weaker; the lack of oxygen and dizziness finally catching up to him. He shoved himself away from the wall one more time, but lost his balance and fell to the floor. His body thrashed for a moment, then grew limp on the ground.

As the hallway grew silent thanks to the end of the tussle, a new set of footsteps softly echoed from far down the hall.

There was a long silent pause, then the little "ghost" Rosie slid her head back through the wall. "Um... well I could try to pull you through like I did with my double..." she answered. "Or there's some stuff in here that I can use to try and open it. The door might explode though." she warned.

The girl slid back into the other side of the door. She then turned and rand back down the long hallway towards the chemical room that the other duplicate was in. After bolting into the room, and past the inky double that was skimming through bottles of pills, she ripped a metal box out of a cupboard on the other side of the room. Inside the box were small metal explosives that looked as though they were mean to be attached to walls. She didn't know exactly how the things worked, but machine stuff tended to blow up if she phased through them. Could always try that if she couldn't figure them out.

Heaving the box into her arms, she made her way as quickly as she could back to the large secured doors the Count was waiting behind.

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As the Count waited on the other side, the footsteps grew louder. They weren't the rushed, heavy steps that had accompanied the symbiote creatures. They were calm, deliberate paced, and... rather normal sounding.