A Cold heart

** A/N ~~ denotes thoughts.**

Michael felt pain all over his body and yet. He felt nothing at all. No pain no sorrow no anger no pride. Nothing.
He slowly got up not bothering to try and see what he really felt he tried to remember what happened.


~\"We found this child after we killed the murderers.\" A dark voice said.
\"Good now they will no longer stand in our path. Use the child as a test subject!\" A voice cold as dead was whispering.
\"Yes master\" Came the dark voice again~
Michael groaned when more memories came back to him
~\"You will return and be our servant when time is right child. For now do your best at the training\" A dark whisper came.~
Michael kept blocking the thoughts and finally got himself under control.
~What’s happening to me? All theese thoughts. And yet I have no feelings. I\'m scared.. Yet I\'m not.. I feel nothing.~


Michael let our a howl of frustration as he tried to think what happened between his parent\'s dead and how he came to train at the ninja island... His mind was blank.
~Sets me with a new task I guess... I need to figure out what happened. I feel bad about this. Well a bit.. I guess not actually..~
Michael picked up his Runeblade and felt only one thing for real.
The need to posses the blade until his soul left his body.
He walked up the stairs and heard a faint whisper \"Come to mee.\"
~What the fuck was that?~
Michael drifted into the oh-so familliar combat stance waiting for a few minutes before moving up the stairs. \"Come to me. It is the only chance to get your soul back\"
~My soul? He\'s got to be kidding. Bah what’s happening to me? My mind is going numb.~
Michael ran up the stairs as quick as he could. He ran out of the restaurant and ran towards the water. ~I got to get away from this... Insanity. I need to distance myself to not turn utterly mad.~
After running for a good 2 hours Michael finally reached the water. ~No boat? Fuck Fuck Fuck and utter FUCK. There always is a boat at this time.~
Too exhausted to swim to the island Michael sat down on the beach when he suddenly screamed. \"DAMN!!\"

~What’s happening? Oh man I\'m going so mad. Perhaps I should listen to that whisper... No way..~ \"Come to me. It is the only way out\" came the soft whisper again.
~I won\'t listen. I refuse to listen.~ \"Would you rather die of hunger? With nothing to do than flak around aimlessly in death because your soul was stolen?\"
~It does have a point. No it doesn\'t. I won\'t listen.~
\"Come and retrieve your soul. Or are you too scared?\"
~I\'m not scared.. I will show it...~ \"Good let rage overcome and control you. Let me control you.\"
~You’re insane! ~ Michael thought as he got on his feet and prepared himself to swim to the island only to see he was surrounded by skeletons and zombies.
His runeblade danced a deathly dance like it nearly had its own will killing the skeletons and zombies one after one. ~What’s happening. I can\'t even control the Runeblade anymore...~
The runeblade ended its dance when the last zombie lay in 23 parts on the ground.
~I need to get over to the island. I need to get over to the island. But how?~
Then it happened. He saw it. An angel. He shouted \"Hey! You! Up there! Mind taking me to the island?\"
The angel flew down and landed in front of him.
~Bloody hell it’s a female... Do female angels even exist?~ His answer came as the soft angelic voice whispered \"I can take you over there.\"
He was intrigued. Even though everything but the female\'s head was covered in armor he still thought her to be beautiful. Stunning.
\"Thanks\" Was all he managed to say.