I'm going to try writing a multi chapter story so let us begin!

I sat in silence as I absorbed the article in front of me.

I was exhausted and stressed but the words on the page did little to sooth me. Setting down the latest issue of Asahi ShimbunI took a sip of my coffee and glanced at the stack of newspapers on the desk. One from Tokyo, London, Moscow, Berlin, New York, and Paris. All saying the same basic thing.

It had started months ago with L leaving for a case in Japan with Watari. As per usual, no details were released to the students about the case and no one was concerned, it was L after all. We all assumed that the case would be closed within a few weeks and L would return home for a bit before going off to solve another case in some foreign country. Then Lind L. Tailor had died of a heart attack during a public broadcast in Japan. At that point, Whammy's House sunk into a state of controlled distress.

Roger could only keep the information from us for so long. Word that a faceless killer known only as "Kira" circulated through out the orphanage and rooted unease within the children.

Some were certain that L would catch Kira and put and end to it. Others were still plagued by doubt, in there idol.

Now I spent the early mornings (I had made a nasty habit of going to bed at two and getting up at five) scanning news papers from around the world to try to gauge the public's opinion of Kira of the world at large.

Some had an over all theme that was either pro or against Kira where as others were completely neutral. What scared me the most was the slow climb in the number of articles that were pro Kira.

Slowly dragging a hand through my bright orange and annoyingly curly hair I quietly padded over to the second bed in the small dorm.

I kneeled down next to the bed and took a moment to watch the sleeping girl.

Maki was my charge and I was her mentor. After a bio terrorist group had stolen a deadly virus from a lab in Japan, they had taken Maki to use her as a carrier for the virus and killed her father. L had been able to put a stop to it and she was brought to Whammy's. She soon rose above her pears and secured a place as the first member of the fourth generation, I was in the third.

Getting up as quietly as I could I set a piece of chocolate strawberry cheese cake and a glass of chocolate milk on the night stand along with a note that said-

Happy birthday Maki!

E~

She was turning nine today. Just five years younger than myself.

I threw on a pair of black cargos, a dark blue long-sleeved shirt and a pair of running shoes, then I slipped into the deserted halls and wandered down stairs.

As I walked past the playroom on the first floor, I said a quick greeting.

"Morning Near." I said.

"Good morning Enat." Was his robotic reply.

Near had even stranger sleeping habits than mine….In fact I don't know if ever sleeps!

He was the smartest kid at the Orphanage. He got the top marks on the hardest tests and first in line to surpass L.

He sat in the middle of a circle of carefully placed dominos with scruffy with hair and over-sized white pajamas he gave off the impression of being a board kid. It was hard to believe he was the same age as me.

Destination in mind I walked out of the dorms and strolled past grey brick school buildings and over lush mowed lawns to the aviary.

The aviary at first appeared to be a large green house with a domed roof but as you got closer, it was more like a giant birdcage with 1/3 of it covered in ivy.

Inside was an array of native and exotic plants and flowers on slightly raised islands giving it the vague feeling of a forest.

I glanced up at the hanging planters, watching birds swoop in between them as I walked towards the sound of water.

Eventually I found Linda slumped over in a sitting position on the edge of a fountain in front of an easel, paintbrush hanging loosely in between her ring and index finger.

As I got closer to her, I realized that she was fast asleep and let out a heavy sigh. Typical.

"Hey sleepy head" I said gently as I shook her shoulder. Looks like she spent the whole night painting. She was a gifted artist.

Her mentor Wedy had instilled her with a love for the fine arts. Wedy now traveled the world as world-class art thief, when Linda would ask why she stole things she would say "I'm trying to find something as beautiful as your work, but it seems impossible!"

It's strange how different her mentor was from mine.

"Bugger off" She mumbled and let the paintbrush fall from her loose grasp.

I stood back a little and waited for her to fully wake up and notice me.

She groggily lifted her head and looked at me, then smiled.

"So ya caught me eh Carrot Top?"

"I told you not to call me that! And I understand your artistic drive but, you've got to sleep!" I shouldn't let her keep doing this, it's not healthy. Then again, who am I to say?

"Awwww! Did I worry you?" She said in a cheery tone that she knew got under my skin.

Doing my best not to show my agitation I scowled and said.

"I know better than to worry about you."

"Oh come off it!" She laughed, shaking out her brown, pageboy hair.

We were both interrupted by two digital pings coming from our pockets.

Glancing at our cell phones, we see that Roger had sent out an up date on the Kira case. (He thought it best to only give updates to the current generation members)

The message said that L had narrowed it down to one suspect and he didn't think the Kira case would go on much longer.

I think this gave us both hope that L would come home safe.

AN: I now it's slow but, I'll introduce other characters later.