Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, sadly...
I could still feel that horrid man's fingers clamped around my throat, trying to shut me up.
I could still hear his cold voice hissing in my ear, chilling me to the bone.
My nostrils burned as the rusty scent of blood lingered inside my nose.
Their mutilated bodies were still in my mind's eye, even after I was taken away from the only home I knew.
I stared out of the window, trying to ignore the sting of tears in my eyes.
Tragedy was my reason for being here.
The loss of my parents brought me to this orphanage.
This orphanage for childhood geniuses.
Wammy's House was its name and succeeding L was its game.
For this day on, I vow to be number one.
Not for my own selfish needs, but for them.
I would give them the son they've always wanted.
I would make them proud and continue the great name of Keehl.
Just you wait.
I will be the very best.
And nobody will get in my way.
A/N: Reviews, please?
I'm still new at this.
Heh...