[center][h3][color=00aeef]Nicodemus Hathaway[/color][/h3][@Magister][@LorelleQuips][/center][hr]
[color=lightblue]"Who are you?"[/color]
	Nicodemus paused at this, the rage in his eyes turning to a look that could only be described as [i]deranged.[/i] Still having the upper hand in the situation, he spoke, his melodic voice becoming significantly harsher than one would expect him capable of.

	[color=00aeef]"I am the one your monstrous friend imprisoned for six years within the confines of my own mind. I am the body it stole and the soul it was ripped from; and I will have my vengeance for you and your's aid in my imprisonment."[/color] At this point, his words were nearly dripping with poison, and he was caught entirely off-guard by the armed man that shoved him from his victim's form. As he fell into Johnny's arms, he was practically glowing with spite as the slaver attested to his surprise. As Johnny let him go, Nicodemus stood and spoke just loud enough for Johnny to hear;

	[color=00aeef]"They don't deserve your kindness sir, they deserve stakes in their ankles and collars on their throats."[/color]