Nightshade

Nathan - A bloody lovely christmas

Nathan shook his muscles out after the long sparring session with his instructor, a grizzled older werewolf. The man was weaker than Nathan,  but still a better fighter. In a real fight though,  Nathan knew he'd win.  He chucked and bumped fists with the instructor.  Thalia stood at the edge of the room,  leaning against the wall,  when her phone buzzed. Nathan watched her face light up,  and his interest was piqued. She rarely looked so suprised. He climbed out of the ring,  wiping sweat off his face. "Hey, what's up?" He smiled at her as she slid her phone back into her pocket.  "Your few remaining followers just considerably improved our position" He began to walk to the showers, gesturing for her to keep talking as she followed.  "Shavronnes' day in the sun just arrived.  Every single one of his crimes was exposed, every little piece of evidence released in a huge upload." Nathan laughed,  hard.  He looked over at his assistant. "You're serious?" She nodded. Well merry fucking Christmas to him! He chuckled a bit more. "Thalia?" She looked at him expectantly as he opened the door to the shower room of the gym. "Get me a setup ready. I think it's time I made my move,  yeah?" She nodded and he stepped in,  taking his time in the shower and thinking of what exactly he'd say. 

He stepped in front of the camera,  wearing a shirt emblazoned with the recent album cover from astrid's band,  Luka and the way things go, which had recently been rebranded to  Geborgenheit. He stretched and flexed a bit,  brushing back his recently re-dyed hair, which he had changed back to a shade near his natural green. He looked into the camera of the livestream,  checking the comments that were already rolling in "welcome everyone! I know all has been pretty quiet on my front,  and I apologize for that.  Today,  you guys get the full story!" He watched as dozens of excited comments rolled in.  He saw one highlighted by a high donation. 'You look different, u really Nathan?' He flashed a grin "don't worry,  I'll release some stuff to back me up. The first thing you all have to hear,  despite most of you lovely folk having realized it,  is I haven't actually made a single message myself online in about 2 and a half years.  I'll include a link to that message. Ya see,  I was feeling on the top of the World,  thought I was the strongest out there,  or close enough I could do what I want.  Like you all,  I didn't realize how big this shitshow really was! As I'm sure you all know,  Raguel Collins,  my former companion, was the person behind social media posts that led to your little group being formed,  and he played with you all,  using you for the little narrative he wanted to push!" Many angry messages began to come through,  the echo chamber of agreement coming full circle as this subgroup got proof,  vindication,  in their beliefs. "You see,  raguel is an ascendant, and made some deals with a powerful demon named aeris, in an attempt to keep me to himself.  You see,  he only viewed you all,  my fellow murder enjoyers, as pawns to gain more power.  Ascendants are heartless, endlessly ambitious,  and don't have any interest in anything beyond themselves,  as do the gods they wish to become! Now don't get me wrong,  I only care about you or anyone else to the extent they're entertaining to me! But I would never lie to you all about that.  I don't lie!" He laughed and dragged a hand through his hair again.  "They kept me captive,  and hurt me in some of the most wonderful ways you'd never even think possible! And I came... to a revelation! The fact is,  I wasn't strong enough! So when my beloved,  Astrid, freed me in a daring raid on their underground compound alongside a group of liars who've tricked her into seeing people like us as less than,  who want to see us all killed! Well, I realized what I had to do.  I ran,  and I found a new little home,  here at the c.a.c.! They're a bunch of little humans who know how pathetic they are,  and are desperately trying to hunt down andermin by the dozens.  I trained and trained and killed and killed,  and here I am! Rising to the top once again! I've unfortunately outgrown this delightful agency,  so I will be... pursuing other interests.  I'll keep yall posted on future fun times! My lovely assistant,  Thalia, will give out whatever proofs you need,  though,  I think..." He shifted to his beast form, which he'd finally broken through to... and revealed himself in his full glory, an incredibly muscular semi bipedal hyena with great antlers and tribal like markings of every soul he'd gleefully ripped away in their prime engraved in his fur. He let out a laugh and finished his sentence. "The results speak for themselves!" He pulled the camera up with ease to focus on a terrified,  sweaty and plump human,  the director of the c.a.c., which he gleefully tore into on camera before ending the livestream.

Thalia came over,  bringing him a set of clean clothes,  including... was it really? He beamed at her as he slipped on his signature jacket. "Where did you find another one? I looked for so long!" He laughed and grinned,  looking at himself in the mirror, snapping a selfie with his shirt up and posting it to the image board,  a comedic thirst trap for his fans.  "Oh, I have my ways.  Can't tell you everything or you won't need me,  now will you?" He grinned and ruffled her hair,  earning a glare.  She hated being touched,  but he couldn't help it,  he was too happy! Things were getting better and better!