Chapter 1 - Introduction
"…" I sat in my chair uneasily, reading the recent report sent to me about Wammy's House orphans. It was stated clearly that my top 2 potential successors, Mello and Near, did not get along. Well, not exactly like that. See, it was more like Mello didn't get along with Near, while Near just went with whatever Mello did to him, be it punching, kicking, verbal abuse…
"Is something the matter, L?" Watari caught onto my uneasiness quickly. He was quite a smart man.
"The reports concerning my potential successors do not leave me with much hope." I told him, holding the paper to him delicately. He took them, giving them a look-over, although I assumed he'd read them already.
"I see," he murmured, placing the papers back onto the coffee table in front of me. "However, L, might I remind you that you didn't get along with your peers, either." My mouth hung open for a second.
"…"
"…"
"… They started it."
"I am sure of that."
I took a few moments to think over the reports. My brain worked rapidly to form a plan in a timespan that wouldn't be suspicious to the old butler. I suddenly thought of a brilliant plan, one that could not possibly fail. All I needed was the cooperation of Mello and Near. This was the hard part of my plan. I shall now accomplish the easiest part…
"… Watari…"
"Yes?" he responded immediately. I turned awkwardly but not uncomfortably to look at him.
"I am running out of sweets." I had no troubles with keeping a straight face as I said this.
"Understood. I will bring you some cupc-"
"Actually… I ate all of them, sorry." I said swiftly, hoping he would not try to prove me wrong. "Would you mind going to the city to get me some more?"
"Oh." Watari looked doubtful, but even so… "Understood. I shall be back in two hours. Please don't get in trouble with the kids."
"Thank you, Watari."
I watched him as he walked out the door, waiting until it closed until I stood from my chair. I walked calmly across the room and picked up a phone specifically wired to only call phones within a 500 metre radius of itself. This easily will be able to call the office of the orphanage on the first floor of the building I was staying in.
"What is it, L?" Roger's voice resounded from the other end of the phone. I put on a small grin.
"Please send Mello and Near to my study. I wish to have a meeting with them."
"… Understood, L." I could tell he was shaky on the idea of Mello and Near in the same room, but I was assured he trusted me to keep them under control.
"Thank you, Roger."
Now for my plan to truly begin…
(Continue to the interactive story. - Chapter 2)