A/N: Well here is the first part of Black Curtains, an idea i was working with my brother. Just prety much a little preview of how it's going to be. Please do enjoy.
Black Curtains
Chapter one- It all began
The clock ticked overhead. Near was amazed time even passed in this moment of pure horror.
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4:32 pm, Eastern Time, Washington D.C, United States. The room was awfully quiet, but honestly for Near, he did not mind the silence. Instead, the young man played on with his trinkets accessed over the years. Dolls, action figures, and a simple deck of playing cards laid around him, in the disorderly organization he preferred.
He picked up a card at his left flank, finding it to be an Ace of Spades. It still amazed Near, the way probability worked. The young man knell well enough it was just a pattern, and that sooner or later it would repeat itself as planned. It would be an indefinite time, and Near honestly did not have the attention span to wait for it. He dropped the card in front of himself; the boy had lost his concentration on it rather quickly, quicker then he expected. Next, Near glanced to his right, and fixed his eyes on a small boy doll figure. It laid lifeless, plain and emotionless, much like an image himself. In fact, if Near wouldn't hold the obligation to breathe, he would be a living image of it.
He reached out, and grabbed the figure with his thin, boney fingers.
It had been ten long years and Near had grown. He was aware of that. It was almost blatantly evident in his own reflection.
The young man had changed since the incident of Kira, Light Yagami. He had developed much in the image of L himself, long and lanky, and indeed, hunched; it seemed like all the years of sitting in a crouching form finally affected his figure.
The youngling lifted the doll and brought it to his bug eyes. He stared at the figure with such fixation it seemed as he would be complotting something against that inanimate figure. Not soon after though, the figure had fallen from Near's grasp, in the same intentions as the card had come down for. Time quickly came into the attention of the boy dressed in white, it usually did not bother him at all, but today had been particularly slow, strangely slow. Something was going to happen, and the thought brought a slight shiver down Near's back. He looked up to the clock in front of him, 4:35 and 23 seconds. Hmm, nothing out of the ordinary, but he was soon going to find out that he was wrong, awfully wrong.
Another second, and at that moment, a noise was made behind him. Near looked back and noticed the source of the sound was the only door to this room as it squeaked open. Behind this now revealing opening came in an old man. His face seemed worried, terrified; bad news, Near figured. As the man went all the way through, and closed the door behind him, he looked up at the young adult with his aged look.
"Near," the man suddenly said, in a tamed voice. The boy did not have to respond verbally. When he rose his eye ridge it was gestured well enough that he wanted to know what this aged man knew. "Kira is back."
The clock ticked overhead. Near was amazed time even passed in this moment of pure horror. How could it be? Did he go wrong? Or were his calculations at last, incorrect…?
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