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‘Interrupting a canon event’, more like taking two of the loneliest people, people who were on the verge of friends, and forcing them apart. Scar couldn't blame Scott for that, though. He could see why some people might think Jimmy and him would spell disaster.
But there was absolutely no way he was going to let Scott's words stop him a second time. ‘Out quicker than we have time for…’ It was ridiculous, and there was no way Scar was going to believe those words when he knew he was capable, he knew he could make it to the end.
Scar hung his head at the flash of doubt that went through him again when he thought of the other man who’d been there at that announcement. And what had happened to him.
Grief warred with anger as he contemplated how the season could have gone with a real friend by his side. Especially one like Jimmy, trustworthy and kind. A friend who, it was now proven, wouldn’t have dragged them both into an untimely death.
Second out was not great, Scar conceded, but it was better than first! It was far better. If someone like Jimmy could break a curse that had plagued him for four different seasons, it gave Scar the hope that someone like him could also change things, and maybe he could win.
He could feel a fiery passion threatening to consume him, and for a second he tried to fight it. He told himself that he was Trader Scar, a trustworthy man who might not have friends but only because he didn't need them.
It didn’t work. Hatred was filling him up, reminding him of the injustice he had been forced to face again and again this season. The secret keeper had neglected him the entire time, feeding him tasks that pushed him away from the few other players who wanted to team with him. It had made him the villain.
Scott might have helped him, but first he’d ripped a friendship away from Scar's outstretched hands. Not to mention all the others who had barely cared enough to help.
It all added up, but there was only one thing that pushed him over the edge, that stopped him from being the good guy Scar he always ended up being.
And that was Jimmy. Scar swore that his death would not be in vain. Gem had done well unleashing chaos last time as a repercussion for the canary’s failure, but it was not enough. It would never be enough. Scar was going to burn the world to the ground until the anger inside him abated, if it ever did. He was going to win.