A/N: I hope my portrayal of Beyond isn't too awful, I just can't completely get inside his mind. Even after reading Another Note so many times, he's still a mystery to me. Hope you like this!
Coming home to a huge black bag on the kitchen table was not a normal occurrence. The apartment was usually kept tidy, but it looked as though they'd been robbed, even though Beyond had been home the whole time she was out.
Rebecka eyed the bag suspiciously and stepped closer.
Sifting through the contents of the bag that had been left out and finding straw dolls, knives and various other weapons, rags and drugs that would knock a person right out set off alarm bells right away. She had been right to be suspicious.
Beyond stopped dead as he walked out of the bedroom with his hoodie in hand and stared at her, obviously horrified that she had found his things.
"I thought you were out?" He asked once he regained his composure.
She glared. "What's all this?"
"I'm going to surpass L."
"I'm sorry?"
She was beginning to grow anxious.
He sighed and made his way to the table, zipping up the bag and acting like she'd never seen any of it. "I'm going to create a case that L will never be able to solve."
She eyed him nervously. "What kind of case?"
"A murder case," he grinned cruelly, cracking his neck. "I'm going to surpass him as the World's Greatest Criminal." His grin grew wider and more sickening.
Rebecka cringed at the expression on his face. He had done well to hide this side of him from her. She had always been aware of how obsessed he was with L, how much he wanted to be better than him, but she had never thought that he would go so far as to kill people.
"You can't kill people, Beyond."
His smile fell and he tilted his head. "Why not?"
Her blue eyes became daggers. "Because it's murder! You can't just go out and kill some innocent person just because you want to be better than L!"
"I'm only going to kill people that are going to die anyway."
"What does that mean?"
"My eyes, Rebecka. Remember how I told you I can see when people are going to die?"
"Well, yeah... But that doesn't excuse it."
"Why not? These people are either going to die by my hand or something else, the outcome is inevitable. It doesn't matter if I kill them."
Her eyes went wide, her voice low and sharp. "It doesn't matter?"
"No, it doesn't."
"How can you say something like that? Is life and death really so trivial to you?"
Beyond frowned at her. He put the bag over his shoulder and walked to the door. "Rebecka, you can leave if you want. I'm not going to stop you and I know you wouldn't dare tell anyone about what I'm doing if you did."
She looked up at him from the kitchen.
"But you told me that you'd follow me wherever I chose to go. Was that not true? Did you not really mean it?"
"I meant it."
"I'm not going to make you a part of this; it has nothing to do with you. This is a challenge from me to L, and there is no doubt in my mind that he will accept. I just want you to stay here with me, nothing more."
His gaze was intense, he needed an answer from her before he could leave and begin the game he was about to play with the man who, once upon a time, he would have succeeded.
Rebecka sighed.
"You already know that I'm going to stay."
"Are you sure?"
"I'll follow you, Beyond, no matter what path you choose."
Those were the words he needed to hear.
Beyond nodded once and left the apartment.
