Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note (if I did, Mello would have lived.)
Quillish Wammy
L knows. He knows that we will die. He knows that I will die. Otherwise he would not have come here to ask me this favour. The founder of Wammy's House was sitting on his chair thinking. Weeks before this day, L had come to Watari telling him that both their lives were in danger. Of course, being the smart man that he was, Watari was not surprised. However, he was surprised when L had come to him early this morning, asking him if the program was ready. "Of course," he had replied, "it has been ready for weeks." L then walked away with an unusually sad look. It was rare for L to show happiness but it was also rare to see him so sad.
L's voice came over through that computer, asking a question, but all was forgotten when the old man fell with a loud crash. A pain shot through his chest as he struggled to keep enough energy to push the right key on the computer. Finally he did it with just enough strength. "ALL DATA DELETED" the screen read. However, it wasn't deleted. It had been sent to M, M, and N in Winchester, England. Neither L nor near had chosen a successor. They had wanted both boys to work together as a team despite that fact that they hated each other. But it was too late now. Children, do us proud. And with that last thought, Quillish Wammy died with no regrets.
This is my first story. Thanks for reading and please review. It makes me happy and post mor often. xD. Thank you so much for reading. 3
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