Metalocalypse Nathan Novels & Stories

Hoping Malcolm could hear what was going on and getting there soon. “No. I won’t move, and I don’t care what names you call me. I won’t be intimidated by you or anyone else. You have to get through me.” Melody prayed someone would come. It was insane, and Nathan didn’t look right. He’d always been a little off, but this was something else. Melody could smell a desperation on him, but not in a regular sense. There was a putrid after note, something she would pick up on from someone who was sick.

"Young people truly were formidable now." Theo raised his glass and clinked it with Kyler's glass. "Uncle Kyler, don't blame me for not reminding you. Nathan has already fallen once, and there is a possibility of a second fall at any time. Once Nathan falls, his company will also collapse. At that time, the Regalcrest Micro that you made for him will be squeezed in the warehouse and become scrap metal." Kyler tilted his head back and poured all the drink into his mouth, saying, "Thanks for the reminder, Theo."

I was so selfish. I couldn’t fully commit to Nathaniel because I couldn’t let go of my dead husband. I couldn’t let go of my dead husband because of the stone. And I couldn’t break the stone because I didn’t want to lose my dead husband for good. I was all kinds of screwed up.

“I didn’t sign up for this, Nathan!” Marcel said, his voice raised, his chest still rising and falling fast. His hands trembled as he stood in front of Nathan’s desk. “You were going to kill that guy? Oh God!” Nathan, sitting calmly behind his desk, didn’t even look up. He flipped through a file, his face blank, his tone casual. “Well, now you’re happy it didn’t happen. Perhaps not if you’d done your job well.”

We walked together till they stepped through a metal door and at the far end a transparent glass confinement held someone inside. Nathan. “Why? Why is he locked up?” I questioned stepping closer. He looked disheveled but I wouldn’t blame him, he just lost his mother. The Seer exhaled, “Because, Rosalia… Nathan is not well. He has not been well for a long time.” I froze. My heart stuttered. “What are you saying?” Melissa’s eyes didn’t waver. “Nathan is mentally ill.” The words slammed into me like a blade to the chest.

Jessica, you would finally be able to be with your park once more We would be attacking Nathan's park tomorrow from now Dad am so so happy I know my dear Now it's time to accomplish what we started I laughed I looked around before entering my room I know it's funny but am so so happy am finally avenging my mother and my people Nathan's pov It was midnight I was tired of lying on my bed so I looked out through my window I had already told David to bring my cousin with him And I told them That we should meet by 12 I heard a light knock on the door I didn't say a word and went back to my bed pretending to be in slumber But I saw that the door was opened And I felt David and my cousin's presence