Disclaimer: I do not own Mello, or Death Note, or any of the other characters I will be using in this story.
Chapter 1: Everyone Has A Story…
Everyone has a story, one that is worth telling; our memories are the ideas that are used to fill the pages. We all have one that is completely different from the people around us because we all see and react to situations differently.
I'm not sure what finally brought me to recall on my own story, to whoever cares to listen, but I know that if I don't then everything I did will go to waste; it'll all mean nothing.
What would anything I did, or any of the thoughts that went to explain my actions matter if no one remembers them in some way?
Heh… those final impulsive actions will all be mis-read in the future unless I explain my reasons behind them.
There are some people, like that big-headed Near, who already know the reasons behind my actions. But even that twit doesn't know everything. I'm not so predictable that I'd let him know all the reasons at once.
However, in order to explain the reasons the entire story needs to be told. And so, the story I swore to never tread back into I'll now tell for all to know. And in the end I suppose this really is the only way…
A/N: Short, yes, but it's just an introduction. Please review!