A/N I was reading L: Change The World and got the idea for this. Tell me what you think!
Also, this was originally its' own story, but I decided to make it into a collection of stories.
It was almost as if the title of L had been made for him more than it was for the original L. He knew that L had stood for Last One and Lost One. But the reasons it stood for these names seemed to be even more important in his case.
He truly seemed to be the Last One. The top 3 from Wammy's House generations 1 and 2 were all gone, with the exception of him. L killed by shinigami as Kira had planned, A gone by suicide, BB a victim of Kira, Mello killed with a piece of the Death Note by Takada, and Matt shot by the police. Watari, the founder of Wammy's House, the only place he could ever call home, was dead by the shinigami too. Plus Near had never liked Roger very much.
Sure, he had a team that he trusted and was always around. But without anyone that he knew from before, he really felt like the last one. When he eventually died, he would have a successor, but nothing would ever be the same again.
Despite what people thought, he actually did have emotion. He just did his best to hide it away, knowing how such emotion and passion could be one's demise, as it had been Mello's.
He felt like the only one that was left and oh so alone.
He was the Lost One too. Most of the cases he solved were so easy, he didn't know what to do. There was rarely anything difficult enough to really entertain him. With everyone gone, it didn't feel like there was anyone left who saw him as more than just the world's 3 greatest detectives. No one who showed him anything aside from respect, or criminals who had fear and hatred for him. He had no rivalry, no one close to being competition. He was probably the greatest detective that the world would ever have.
But being so alone, bored, and unchallenged, left him feeling so lost. He had been to almost every place around the world, experienced so many different cultures, and yet didn't feel like he fit in anywhere.
He would never show anyone how lost and alone he was. He would loose his reputation of being so cool, emotionless, and not very human. But the truth was, he was very human. It brought respect, setting him further apart from everyone else. He longed for those he had lost. He longed to feel like he belonged somewhere. He even almost longed to be less intelligent, just so that he could have a do-over at life. Maybe be a normal kid, have a loving family, be happy.
But this was his destiny. Be a genius, loose everything he once knew, be the best, and save the world. Never find love in anything ever again.
It was cruel. All he had ever wanted was to be the best, to be the heir of L. But before now, he never would have guessed the baggage that came with the title. He was the Last One and the Lost One.