White Walls

**PROLOGUE**

My vision was blurry as I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to get used to the almost blinding light; It was so bright that I couldn't see anything but white.

A few minutes passed.

Whiteness.

Am I going blind? This cant be happening! I have amazing eyesight!

Am I dead? Oh my gosh! I can't be dead! Is this heaven? No, I never went to judgment. Well...

"Is this hell?"

Shoot. I just said that out loud. Wait, why is that a bad thing? Honestly, I have no idea what I'm thinking anymore, it's not like anyone can here me.

Hmm... Well, I should get up and look around, maybe that will help me figure out where I am.

Weird, I can't move my arms.

I looked down at my torso. "What am I wearing?" It's so strange... A white jacket with belts all over it. I kinda like the style, although it is rather inconvenient that I can't move... I'll bet it's designer. Eh, I'll get used to it. I just gotta sit up.

Ok, I'll get up like I'm doing a sit up. That will work. On the count of three. Ok, 1.. 2.. 3..

Gah! Nope. Let me try again. 1.. 2.. 3.. AH!

I made it! OK, it's all white... weird... I thought that maybe I could see more if I sat up... Well.. Now what? Ugh... it's hard to think straight with all this white.

"Don't worry, its just the madness taking over."

I snapped my head in the direction of the voice.

I saw a man in a stitched up lab coat and a giant screw in his head.

"Excuse me, what?"

He grabbed the screw head and started turning it, making it click. "It's hard to think because of the madness. No need to be frightened."

"Oh, thanks! I'll just wait then." I smiled and then asked, "Oh, by the way, I just realized that I don't know your name!"

The stitched up man replied, "My name is Dr. Stein. I'm a professor at the DWMA"

"Nice to meet you Doctor! I'm... Oh, well that's odd, I seemed to have misplaced my name. Well isn't that embarrassing."

"Kira!" A new voice from behind me said.

"Excuse me?" I ask as I turn to face the new comer.

He had messy black hair, sat in the fetal position, and had the darkest bags under his eyes.

"You say you can't remember your name, but the real reason you won't tell us your name is because you don't want us to know that you're Kira."

Kira? Never heard of it... But I'm definitely not that... Whatever it is. Who is this guy, anyway?

"Oh, I assure you sir, that I am not Kira. Who are you, may I ask?"

"That depends on who you ask. I am L to the world, Ryuzaki to my friends, and other names to other people." He replied in a rather monotone voice.

"OK, how long have you been here?

"As long as you have my dear. When you got here we did. When you leave here we leave." Stein and L said in unison.

"U-huh. Hmm... I still wonder where we are. Man, I am starving!"

"Would you like some tea? Perhaps some cake?" an English accented voice asked.

I didn't even bother to face the person when I asked, "OK. Who are you? And how do you people manage to go unseen until you talk?"

"Well," the Englishman answered, "I am simply one hell of a butler."

When I heard him say that I decided to look at him.

Hmm... Not bad. Tall, shaggy black hair, and Ooo a tail coat! Who says that you can't dress too impress? But... Something was off...

"OK, what are you?"

"One hell of a butler, naturally." He replied with a bow.

"No no no, I got that part. I was asking what are you?"

"A demon." a small sweet voice said from the other side of the room, or wherever this place is.

As I looked, I saw a small girl about 11 years old. She had beautiful long hair, but it was hard to define the color. She was sitting on her knees playing a game of chess with herself.

"Little girl, wouldn't it be easier to play with someone else?"

At my words the sweet thing burst into tears. "Nii! Sora! Don't leave me alone! You promised you wouldn't leave! Nii! Come Back! Sora! You can't go! We are blank! Not me alone! I need you!" after she said that, she fell onto her side and started to cry even more.

Oh, no! I can't make anyone cry! I feel awful! Should I go give her a hug... No, I still can't move my arms. Hmmm...

"Ahhh! What a drag. You made her cry."

Sigh. I'm not even surprised anymore, although it's getting a little crowded in here. Hmm...

"Hey kid! With the ponytail! What's your name? And how did you get in here?"

"I'm Shikamaru. What's your name?"

Why can't I remember my name? Why am I here? I just don't get it. I wish the whiteness would leave me alone.

"I don't remember my name. You never answered my second question. Where is the entrance? How did you get in here?"

"We came in the same way you did. We will leave the same way you do. We will live and die with you. We are your thoughts, your memories, your dreams and your emotions. We are..." everyone in the room said in unison.

Ah. That makes sense. These people are very helpful. Oh, no! The little girl is still crying! What do I do? AH! I feel so awful! I wanna cry too!

"Look at me, small child, and stop crying. It's OK."

Oh, I wonder who it is this time? I looked to where the speaker was kneeling in front of the crying girl. How odd, he has a very structured cape, and a mask. I wonder where he got it... Probably the same place I got my jacket.

Hey! She stopped crying! How very strange... I like it. I need to learn from this guy.

"Thank you for helping, sir! If you don't mind me asking, what is your name?"

He turned to me and replied, "I am Zero."

"Nice to meet you, Zero! I'm... Well, I don't remember my name, but I'm still happy to meet you!"

Wow, there are a lot of people in here. 1, 2... Six, seven including me. That's quite a bit. Hmm... I'm getting bored. What can we do?

"Hey! Does anyone want to play a game?"

"What kind of game?" The kid with the ponytail asked.

"Well, how smart are you all?"

"As smart as you are, and ever will be." They once again said in unison.

"OK then, since we are all super smart, let's play seven way chess. It'll be a cake walk!"