Introducing...Black Scorpion, The Spy...Or Just Scorpion...

                                    

                                          
While Valeri Nichushkin is busy training to become an Expert Marksman and Master Archer named Arrow Hawk,

                          
Tyler Seguin is up to his own fun. A man of many secrets. And such is the case for him now. As it turns out, Tyler Paul Seguin, Dallas' leading goal scorer and ladies man is secretly training as well. When he isn't playing hockey on the ice, he is meeting up with a certain Pittsburgh Penguin. 
                          
"Jamie, listen, I need someone to look after the dogs for a few days and I couldn't think of anyone better than you! Can you please help me out bro?" Tyler remarks into his phone. He is making weird faces and smiling as he talks. "Please Jamie!" 
                          
There is a dramatic sigh on the other on of the device before he is finally answered, "Alright Tyler, I'll watch the dogs. But can I know what you are doing?" 
                          
"I'm going to finally hang out with Sidney Crosby! He wants to meet me and I mean, when better to do that than during Winter Break." 
                          
"I better not have to come after you, because you two are misbehaving!" Jamie scolds. 
                          
"I won't party or get drunk, promise. This is just us hanging out and getting a beer or two." 
                          
"Alright. Have fun."
                          
"Thanks Jamie! You're easier to persuade than Brad was!" Tyler laughs. 
                          
"Yeah, yeah just get out of Texas man and see Sid. He's a great guy, don't ruin him!" 
                          
"I won't ruin him, Jamie!" 
                          
"Good bye Tyler." 
                          
"Bye Jamie!" Tyler hangs up his phone and stuffs it into the pocket of his jean pants. He snatches up a black leather jacket and puts it on over his purple shirt. "Bye Cash and Marshall, I'll be back in a few days! Behave for Uncle Jamie!" Then he snatches up his keys and winks at his reflection, before he leaves his house. 
                          
Tyler heads to his car, where his bag is with his clothes that he'll need for his three days in Pittsburgh. When the Stars had played the Penguins back in November, Tyler had actually bumped into Sidney Crosby. He had discovered that the Penguins' captain had superpowers...strange powers. He was more curious than freaked out. 
                          
Sidney caught him watching him and had struck up a deal with him; Tyler's silence for the chance to get cool powers as well. Naturally Tyler was more than willing to agree to the deal and he wanted powers of his own. Well...not really powers, he was trying NOT to be a cheater and he wanted to remain on a good slate with people. 
                          
As Tyler communicated over the next weeks with the Penguin, he zeroed in on wanting to learn how to be a spy...using cool weapons and gadgets. Sidney has agreed to help him out. And so it is that time for Tyler to learn his skills.
                          
Tyler arrives at the airport and catches his flight. He makes it in record time to Pittsburgh, two and a half hours from Dallas. There he is picked up by Sidney Crosby. They makes it to Sidney's house in Pittsburgh. 
                          
"So, this is your place, eh, Sid?" 
                          
"It's not much...at the moment..."  Sidney remarks as he tips a book toward him in his bookshelf and makes it slide to the left side, revealing a stone walkway lit by torches. "Now its more. This is where I learned how to control my powers...what you saw was called 'chaos magic'...its actually a really cool power." 
                          
Tyler sets his bag down and pads over to where the Penguin is. 
                          
"Shall we venture into the darkness?" Sidney asks. 
                          
Tyler nods, still in shock of the Penguin. He follows Sidney into the tunnel. The Pittsburgh player grabs one of the torches from its post and the shelf slides back into place like a door, trapping them in. Tyler gulps, his nerves finally getting to him. He can feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest but he ignores it and takes deep breaths. The last thing he wants is to act scared around one of his favorite players.