Hey guys! Thanks for stopping by :3 While this isn't the first fan-fic I've written, it'll be one of the first that I've written that isn't canon. For those of you who don't know what that entails, it basically means I won't be following the Death Note manga/anime/novels, but will be using information solely based off the characters to write a different or AU story! Anyways, the time frame as when this is taking place is 2004, in case anyone is wondering

I hope you guys enjoy it and feel free to review and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: No owns Death Note, sadly *-*


Wait, What?

"Yes, we will have a vehicle brought to you as soon as possible, Miss Takahashi. I await your arrival, and I'm sure everyone else will be excited to meet the new member of Wammy House."

I shook my head, shoving my cell-phone in my back pocket.

Some old guy called me an hour ago, and we had been talking ever since.

Well, not 'some old guy,' but Watari.

Yes, the famous inventor, THE Watari.

Apparently, he was also the founder of some orphanage for gifted children out here in Winchester, which I had no clue about, surprisingly.

But still, I was a little confused as to why he wanted me there.

I mean, a place for gifted children?

I never really thought I had any 'gifts' in particular.

My intellect was above normal, I knew that. Someone had even said I had an I.Q. at 150 at some point in my youth, although there was no way that could be true. I was smart, but damn, not THAT smart.

At least I thought.

Other than that, the only thing that really made me stand out was the fact that I had no family, and I wasn't 'English' but Japanese.

And my hair, I guess. I was prone to dying it outrageous colors for whatever reasons that compelled me to do so.

As of now, I kept it my normal black with the bottom half died red.

Which, was me trying my best to be 'casual' about it, ever since my boss at the bakery I worked at said I was scaring away customers with my 'gothic' appearance.

Honestly though, I never thought it was a big deal. And you know what?

I guess that was because I wanted to stand out.

Sighing, I combed my long hair back from my forehead and grabbed my small duffle-bag.

Everything I needed, everything I owned, I had in here.

I always packed light.

Walking out of the bare and immaculate hotel room I had been staying in for who knows how long, I shut the door behind me, and proceeded to the front desk.

"Oi! Leaving Nanami?" Shou, the receptionist asked confused.

Half-laughing, I passed him the key. "Yeah, I got hooked up with some new digs, so I won't be here any longer."

He seemed to pout as I handed him the keys, and I turned, sending him a final wave of goodbye and the nicest smile I could muster.

Then I scurried the hell out of there as fast as my legs could carry me.

If there was one good thing about this whole 'me going to an orphanage full of strangers' fiasco, it was leaving this place.

Shou was a creeper, and I'll keep it at that.

By the time I reached the outside, there was already a sleek and long black Cadillac waiting.

There was also a scary looking man who looked like he was dressed for a funeral.

"Miss Takahashi, I presume? Come, we don't want to keep the others waiting." Said man spoke to me in a rather strange tone while opening the passenger door.

I couldn't tell if he was happy to get me or unhappy.

Either way, I ran over as quickly as I could and slid effortlessly into the vehicle while the door shut behind me.

Staring outside the window, I was unsure of how to feel.

I wasn't sure if this was a good idea or not.

The car lurched forward, and off we went.


? P.O.V

I went through the documents Watari had handed to me over four days ago, making sure that every word was mesmerized.

"…And you're sure of this, Watari? Even I wasn't able to come up with much information about her." I spoke in my usual even tone. No emotion.

Good.

"Yes. While, like you said, information on her was extremely hard to come by…I have found that these specifics were from legitimate sources."

I half-nodded, and pulled myself into an even deeper crouch, whilst chewing on my raw thumb.

Her record was plain and short.

Basic Records:

Name: Nanami Takahashi

Date of Birth: July 25th, 1985

Birthplace: Unknown

Current city of residence: Winchester, England

Parents: Deceased

Other available family contacts: Unknown

…and her school records were just as lacking in detail.

School Records:

Graduated at the age of 13 from High School, although it was deemed that Takahashi was fit to do so much earlier.

I.Q. last tested at the age of 12 to be that of 150. Assumed to have spiked since then.

Attended a basic college at 14 to receive her general requirement education, and moved forward to her bachelors in History, graduating with a 4.0 at 17.

I continued to chew on my thumb as stared at the papers in front of me in mystery.

She was of high intelligence. That alone would be reason enough for Watari to be interested in bringing her to Wammy House.

However, her school records seemed so plain, as it seemed that with an apparent I.Q. of 150 at the age of twelve, she would have been capable of so much more.

I stored in the back of my mind that I would have to find out why that had not happened.

But still…intelligence could only get so far, and all of the Wammy House children were all exceptional in that degree. Many, if not all of them even had other specific traits that made them stand out even more.

So, what was her trait?

What made her extraordinary?


Ok guys, that's it so far! Here's a little taste of what's to come! I know it was a little simple and plain, but things will start to get more in-depth in the next chapter! Review! Let me know what you think :D