#corrupted!nate

“Hey guys! Meet my friend, Natecore!” -Elementalist “Nate, get off me.” -Nathan Sharp/WTNV!Nate “I’m terrified.” -Natemare *whimper* -Nate “please don’t kill me please don’t kill me ple-” -LittleBattle *glitchy barking* -Natecore

Someone draw this oh my god

NateCorp and LittleBattle: Me MusicalNate: @thatprinceofspace FilmPat: @crudpuddle

It was dark. Midnight, perhaps. The sky was clear, full of stars. The moon was just a new moon. Nate walked back to his home after partying with his friends at a local club. He had a strange feeling the whole time and left early. His vision in his right eye began to get blurry, which caused him to stop and rub his eyes. Walking inside his home, he closed and locked the door. Something wasn't right. What did they put in my drink? He wondered to himself. A wave of pain overcame him. He screamed, dropping to his knees onto the carpet. He made his way to a nearby mirror. The whole left side of his body was turning black and purple, like a giant bruise. Nate let out another scream. His neck and back began to ache. In fact, his whole body began to ache. He stared at himself in the mirror, noticing something. His right eye wasn't looking right. It looked like static. Half of his mouth didn't seem to be working either. The side with the bruise coloring was frowning, screaming. The side that looked normal was grinning, like one of those villains in those animated movies. His neck cracked, making his head bend as if someone had just cracked his neck and killed him, only, he wasn't dead. Nate attempted to hold his head up with his hands, but he began to notice something. They weren't exactly hands. Up to his elbows were clawed hands, the same color as half of his body; black and purple. He gripped the carpet with one hand, his face with the other. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!" He shouted. A series of pops and cracks could be heard throughout his body. His whole back shifted. CRACK! His whole back bent. He looked like one of those playing cards someone had just folded in half and unfolded. Nate let out a cry of agony, followed by many, many shrieks and shouts. There was something inside of him, and it wanted out. The sound of fabric ripping could be heard. He winced in pain as black tentacles shot out of his back, right where it bent. There was a mixture of black goo and blood everywhere. His normal half was bleeding blood from his nose and mouth, yet the other side was bleeding black goo from the same areas. Where his back bent, it was bleeding both. He stared at himself as tears came to his eyes. His throat hurt from screaming so much. Pounding was heard at the door. He swung his head, staring at it. "Are you okay in there!?" Someone shouted. "We heard you screaming, are you alright?!" Shouted another. Nate froze. The door opened as if someone picked the lock. Two figures stood at the door. He couldn't let them see the monster he had become. He ran and hid. As soon as they closed the door, they noticed the large spot of blood, along with the good. There was a trail of it, leading them to the spot where Nate was hidden. The figures approached his hiding spot. He stayed silent. He lunged and attacked. This wasn't Nate anymore. He was corrupted.

(credit goes to my friend Ash aka @thatprinceofspace for helping me with this)