A Cold heart

A/N ~~ denotes thoughts.

Michael lay on the floor silently like he was dead. The thoughts flooding through him. He killed Xio. Xao too.
~They were my only friends...~
Michael sighed while he thought.
~I didn\'t do it out of bloodlust. I killed to end their misery. I didn\'t do it out for bloodlust i did it to end their misery. I didn\'t...~
30 minutes later Michael slowly got on his feet still trying hard to block out all the thoughts that kept flooding his mind.
~Can\'t... keep them out~
Michael screamed in pain at the sudden stream of thought he had blocked so long overcame him
~NO! Don\'t kill him... Die... You are not worthy of living... It’s our child... Hello little Michael. You\'re so cute... He is to be named Michael... But... I... No... Don’t take him. Kill me instead... I will take him and kill you... Noooo!~
All the bad memories from his childhood kept streaming into him. Everything he blocked...
~Focus Focus. Don\'t block the thoughts... Don\'t!~
~My parents were murderers. Killers. Rapers... Assasins.. I swore to never be as bad as them? But I am aren\'t I?~
Michael sighed and sat down trying to think clearly.
~Am i any better than them? Didn\'t I slaughter two of the only friends I\'ve had in life?~
After thinking a lot about his life and the thoughts he decided to let them flow.
~They\'ll stop eventually and they\'re a part of me I guess...~
He kept studying his thoughts and re planning his life...
~I won\'t ever let rage overcome me again. I\'m going to throw this fucking runeblade to hell.~
He got on his feet when he suddenly saw a shadow.
~It’s after my runeblade... It will die!~
Michael picked up the runeblade as he drifted into a combat stance waiting for whoever cast the shadow to show up. But no one came...
After waiting 2 hours and defending the runeblade Michael drifted into sleep with his runeblade in his hand.
~It is... Mine.~

**Next day**
Michael awakened to see his runeblade gone. He prepared himself to kill everybody in the building with his bare hands if he had to.
~I\'m Gonna fucking kill that thief...~
Michael ran up the stairs when he saw a familiar blue glow. He picked up his runeblade and went downstairs.
~Apparently some one is playing a prank on me.. But I\'ll get them for this!~
A voice in his head told him \"No! Then you are no better than your parents you swore to not be like\"
~No one orders me around... I will do what I think is right. This usurper must die.~

**At night time.**
A red-y shadow came creeping silently in the door where Michael slept with his Runeblade. The moment the shadow entered the room 6 Torches lit up.
\"Magic torches works wonders\" Michael sneered as he lunged for the bat like creature which had been illuminated.
The creature parried Michaels blade with his wings and smashed Michael in the head with his fist.
Michael screamed a howl of pain, back flipped up and slashed after the creature making a deep cut in one of its wings. \"Eat that\"
The creature screamed in pain and bit Michael on his neck just as Michael\'s blade pierced through the creature\'s heart. As blood was drawn from the wound Michael felt something shatter inside him.. The creature fell stone dead on the ground just reaching to kick Michael in the stomach one last time. Michael fell on the floor from the kick and just lay there. He felt his mind being warped around and played with and felt like something deep inside him had shattered.
There he lay. His body exhausted. His mind warped. And his soul broken....