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A large black car pulled up in front of Wammy's House, an orphanage for gifted children. A tall man stepped out. Watari hurried towards the visitor.
"Wammy' house… They're all here, correct?" The man asked.
"Yes, sir. L and each in line." Watari responded with a salute.
The man was John Mcenroe. An agent for the American FBI. John Mcenroe was of course, a fake name. These days no one dared tell a name, they were always false.
Watari welcomed the man inside, and they walked through the halls of the orphanage, as children giggled and darted past them on their way inside from recess.
"Why don't we get L first?" Watari suggested. John gave a nod. They opened a large door to the room L was in. L was awkwardly standing atop a kitchen table, hunched over. The room was dim and quiet, the only light coming from L's computer.
"Yes, Watari?" L asked, scratching one foot with the other and pulling his hands out of his pockets.
"Come to my office. Do you mind retrieving the others from their rooms as well?"
Watari smiled softly. L nodded, and Watari shut the door, leading John to the office.
"All right guys… I give up. You heard the man. Time to introduce ourselves…" L said. Surely enough, the 3 others crawled out of their hiding spots.
"L, you suck at hide and seek." Mello whined. His eyes widened when he saw Near had already climbed out of his hiding place and dusted himself off.
"Second for THAT, too?" Mello complained.
The youngest successor, a girl of 14, slowly submerged from under the table L was standing on. She lifted a bony arm, placing her hand on the table,and clinging to it for support as she stood.
"At least you're not always third, like Every." Near mumbled. L leaned over and ruffled Every's messy brown hair. She scrunched her nose and her hand slipped off the table. She clenched her fists, and grinned. The four began to walk to the office with slow pace. When they finally arrived, they sat on a long, velvet couch. L sat in his usual manner, Mello lounged across the top of the chair, Every sat much like L, with her legs pinned together. Near sat with one knee to his face. John blinked, then looked to Watari.
" Care to introduce yourselves?" John asked.
"L…. call me Ryuuzaki, please." L said.
"Near."
"Mello. She's Every." Mello said, pointing from himself to the girl with his thumb. Every gave a grin.
"Well. They're certainly not the most attractive bunch, now are they?" John retorted. The young detectives stared blankly at them. L chewed his thumb. After a long minute of silence, Watari spoke. " Sir, I understand they're not what you're used to, but respect the fact that L is leading the Kira case, and one of the children will take over, one day, God forbid something happens." Watari stammered. L's eyes traced the window. Near twirled his hair. Every traced a finger along the hem of her black dress. Mello's eyes widened, and he stared at the ceiling.
"Speaking of the kira case, I'd like you to hand the death note over to America." John said.
"I'm sure you would. But there's no way in hell you're getting it from us." Mello snapped. Every grinned and shrugged.
" You touch that notebook, you die." Near said. John leaned forward. Mello tossed the notebook down into Every's arms. She proceeded to open it. The 13 day rule was displayed to all. She looked up to John, eyes blank.
"Would you like to die, Mr. Mcenroe?" She asked.
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