Hello All! ^^ I'm back. XD Now, for those of you who didn't get the play in the title...this is a When They Cry:Higurashi No Naku KoroNi inspired fic.

A WARNING!!! THIS FIC CONTAINS EXTREME GORE AND DEATH! DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!!!

Well, now that that's over...this first chapter is basically the beginning of the second half of the fic. Like When They Cry, this fic will jump back and forth from the current time to future, and to the past. This is the middle of the future.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Death Note, or Higurashi. If I did, I would be rich...I am not. I am a poor 16-year-old. Thank you.

Enjoy the fic!

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To whoever is reading this,

I fear that I may be killed. I don't know all of the details, all I know is that the sucsessors to L, may be the ones to kill me.

Please, to who finds this, uncover the truth of Whammy's House. The words 'L-sama's will' seem to be one of the clues. I'm sorry that this is all I can tell you, but this is all I know.

Those kids are insane. All of them insane. Please, stop them. Stop them.

- The departed Anthony Carter, otherwise known as Commander Anthony Rester

The police officer sighed. He had read that note a thousand times, but he still couldn't make any sense of it. Sucsessor to L...but why on earth would someone like that want to kill him?

He had met with the young man before. He brooded slightly on the chance meeting.

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" Excuse me, is this the residence of a...Near?" He asked carefully looking over the woman. "Ah...yes, why?" She asked carefully, her blond eyebrow was raised in surprise and sercurity.

The slightly short man, with greying hair and a five-o-clock shadow. Flipped out a badge. " My name's Hiro Oyabora. I'm here to ask him a few questions."

The woman blinked. " Oh, I'm Halle Bullook, FBI. Why do you need to see him?" Oyabora sighed. "I'm afraid that Anthony Carter died a few nights ago. I simply need to ask him about the last time he saw Carter."

Halle gasped. "Anthony...died. Dear god...come right in." She moved out of the door, closing it when Hiro walked through.

She lead him to a large...playroom? A short white haired young man, sat in a corner. He was putting together a large tower out of dice.

Oyabora cleared his throat. " You're Near then?" The white haired man, turned his head slightly to stare at Hiro with large grey eyes. "Yes." He spoke simply. His voice was light, girlish even, it held no emotion.

"I'm afraid the man you once worked with, Anthony Carter died a few nights ago. How long has it been since you saw him?"

Near's eyes widened a fraction. " Rester..." He murmered, thinking about something. "It has been quite a few weeks, maybe a month or two."

Oyabora blinked. Near spoke up once again. " Halle, would you leave us alone for a while?" Halle nodded, "Sure..." She said as she left, closing the door gently behind her.

Near turned to him. "Why is it you're asking me when I saw him...that is useally said to suspects in crimes. Was Rester murdered?" Oyabora stared, how did this child guess?! Oh, right. Sucsessor to L...he nearly forgot.

"We belive he might...but we can't be too sure." Near smiled slightly, as he reached up and curled a strand of his hair between his fingers.

"So, why am I a suspect?" Oyabora, stuttered. "Y-you arn't a-a suspect. I s-simply wanted to speak to all the people w-who had kn-known him well."

Near stood up. "So, you DO suspect me. Why else would you lie?" Oyabora bit his cheek. "I'm a police officer, why would I lie to you?"

Near walked to him, he was now standing about 5 feet from him. "You...do...suspect...me...so..why...don't..I..suspect...you." Near spoke a word with every step. He was now stand mere inches from Oyabora.

Near dropped his voice to a whisper. "Who do you think they'll listen to more? Me...or a petty officer?" Oyabora stumbled backwards. Something about this kid unsettled him, and had he just threatened to pin the crime on him?!

"I-I'll be leaving then...it-it's been n-nice speaking t-to you." Oyabora pratically ran out of the building.

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Hiro shuddered. Tha boy, Near, he was scary. And Hiro was a hardened 20 year police officer! The boy SCARED him.

Near...was by far his lead suspect. The threat, the emotionless glassy-eyed look in his eyes, and that smile...it was just plain scary.

He yawned as he read the rest of the report over again. When a kid's face haunted him in his sleep, he seriously needed a vacation.

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Alrightly then! Now remember, this is just the first chapter! The rest of the chapters will be much longer. ^^ Anyway you know the drill...R&R.