Disclamer: I do not own anything! Which sucks, but ohhh well :)
For those odd people who don't know, Miheal's "nickname" is Mello so that's what most people will call him. And for those of you who don't like characters to be outta character- watch out... MISAMISA IS SMART!(ish) :) I hope you enjoy :)
Miheal Keehl
The name was whispered in the wind, feared by all who knew the horrors of which this maniac had committed.
The bearer of the name was not a she or a he, Mihael was and always will be, an IT. IT did not deserve the title
of "person" or "human being". A person has a heart, a soul, guilt. Mihael had nothing. IT was raised to hate,
raised to kill, and kill is what IT did. IT killed with a smile on IT's face, it was the only time IT smiled. If you were
'lucky' enough to see that smile, then you didn't have a chance to see tomorrow. IT's smile was something
nobody saw and lived to tell about, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity that nobody wanted too see. The
gleaming red specks in IT's brown eyes showed images of IT's victims, kick and screaming, trying to run, but
no one ever escaped. Some said the red was the blood of IT's victims, others said it was a sign the devil had
entered IT. No matter how you look at it, Miheal was crazy, IT was mental.
Day 723
Two years I've been caged in this hellhole.
Two years of loneliness and nothingness.
Two years I've been here and two years I've been feared.
48 different doctors have tried (and failed) to understand me, For two years people have tried to "CURE" me of my "SICKNESS". I am not sick though and I cannot be cured. I refuse to stop killing, the warmth of their blood is just too much to lose. I want to feel it again... and I will... SOON!
~Mello
It's pretty short, but the next ones will be longer- I PROMISE! xD
R&R! Flames welcomed.- Amanda :3