Azkaban:
Rem watched the interaction between Harry and his cellmate with curiosity as she mulled over the best time to approach him, even Rem was surprised with how poorly humans treated other humans, their food was nothing more then enough dirty water and stale bread to keep them alive for another miserable day. But so long as Rem was present, the dementors sensed her presence and steered well-clear of him, so long as Rem stood invisibly in Harry's cell, they were dementor-free.
"-The dementors aren't biting today, usually they love my misery," croaked Harry dryly, his cellmate, as usual, did not respond. He just stared at Harry intensely as he had been doing for the past few hours.
Harry sighed, his cell-mate just wouldn't talk, he'd just stare at him blankly.
"Hello, Harry Potter." he mumbled finally, Harry flinched in surprise when he actually spoke.
There was a momentary silence where Harry just played with the stale bread crumbs and focused on the other man's heavy breathing.
"Who are you 777?" that was the name of the number on his prison garments, prisoner 777.
He wasn't given an immediate answer, infact he was given a nonsensical laugh which Rem equated with that of a Shinigami's.
"I, am Beyond Birthday," he rasped, Harry stared, what an odd name.
Rem's eyes widened, this was the human from the famed Los Angles BB Murder Cases, but this was not what shocked her, nor was it the fact a muggle was in a wizarding prison, no, this was the human that had born with the Shinigami Eyes.
It all began when that idiot of a Death God, Sidoh, dropped his eyes down on Earth as opposed to his Death Note, and those eyes just happened to fall into a newborn human whom the Death God's quickly forgot about. It was amusing to watch him stagger blindly into the cave of the Shinigami King and ask to be cured of his blindness. Only after thirty days of dull amusement of watching Sidoh stumble around blindly, unable to write in his Death Note -which Ryuk stole whilst he was blind, that the Shinigami King took pity on him and gifted him another pair of Shinigami Eyes. Even the lesser Shinigami like Midora looked down on Sidoh like they used to with Gelus, Midora wasn't liked because much like Ryuk, they came back from the human world and left banana peels and apple cores all over the purgatory-like realm.
Apparently Armonia Justin Beyondormason, but better known as Justin the Jewel Skeleton, a skeletal Shinigami who looked as though he were completely made of gold and jewels and was the right hand man of the Shinigami King, was actually the one who persuaded him to give Sidoh back his sight.
Zellogi, one of the frequent gambling Shinigami was almost tempted to tell Sidoh that Ryuk stole his Death Note, though Nu, the second most powerful Shinigami saw it all with her many eyes and told Justin the Jewel Skeleton who was conceited and quite strict about how Shinigami represented themselves.
Finally, Sidoh was given his Eyes back, but the idiot didn't realize his Death Note was missing for a long time.
Rem shook her head from her memories and continued to stare at Beyond Birthday.
"-You're the one...from those...Japanese murders," coughed Harry who spat out the dirty water which was nastier then usual. Sure he'd heard of the famous Wara Ningyo murders, or the Los Angles BB Murders as they were better known as. L, the World's Greatest Detective had solved the case with the aid of Naomi Misora of the FBI who also took small credit for it, only then did Harry remember who L was then. In his summer holidays he kept track of the killings out of curiosity because word of Beyond Birthday spread across the world. The World's Greatest Criminal actually hacked into the ICPO's (International Criminal Police Organization) computer system which had access to the world's television stations and Beyond Birthday or "BB" as he was known to the public would leave open messages to the world and to L, tauntingly.
Harry had been watching TV at the time, and the messages hadn't made much sense until BB was imprisoned and it reached the papers which Harry read.
He was sharing a cell with the murderer of freelance writer Believe Bridesmaid.
He also murdered Quarter Queen, and then finally, Backyard Bottomslash. There was probably more too that he had killed but to Harry's definite knowledge he'd slain at least three people.
Harry was sharing a cell with The World's Greatest Criminal, Beyond Birthday, it was no surprise they put him in a wizarding prison, the only kind that could hold him.
"I have a question that I hope you can answer," said the man blandly, Harry looked at him oddly.
"Yes?" he prodded.
"Why can't I see your lifespan?" he asked, his Shinigami Eyes should allow him to see the names and lifespans of everyone, he could see Harry's name but not his wanted to know too, because after Gelus died, he could no longer see Harry's lifespan either...
The boy looked at Beyond Birthday with confusion in his eyes, what on Earth was he talking about?
Beyond Birthday leered at him, Harry gulped, the fact Beyond Birthday couldn't see his lifespan was probably the only reason he wasn't killed yet.
Shinigami Realm:
"My Lord, why did you blotch out the boy's irregular lifespan?" asked Nu, to the Shinigami King as they looked down at the human world.
"-The game wouldn't last very long if I didn't, besides I'm rather bored these days," said the floating skeletal mass. Nu looked at him oddly.
A lot of Shinigami had been getting bored recently.
Azkaban:
When it became clear that Beyond Birthday wasn't getting any answers he gave up and tried a different route. He began to ask Harry a series of questions, setting up hypothetical scenarios to see how Harry would respond, and how quickly he would respond.
"It is difficult I know, but with those dementors gone the coherency of your thoughts should have improved, regardless you responded well. I can only imagine that in a better state you would have performed to the best of your ability" praised the man, Harry sighed in confusion, he didn't understand why Beyond Birthday was doing these tests on him but he wasn't going to ignore the man that murdered and eaten his previous cell-mate.
"Come on, they are going to take us for showers now," he smiled slightly, Harry shuddered, during his stay in Azkaban he tried to ignore showers as long as he could as he had no desire to see if not dropping the soap applied in wizarding prisons too.
He seemed to know what Harry was thinking and laughed at the expression on Harry's face -his 'Shinigami's laugh'.
As the chained pair were lead with the other dangerous prisoners into grimy showers that were crowded, Harry stuck firmly by his psychotic cellmate. Harry ignored the stares he got for being alongside The Death Prophet, Beyond Birthday grimaced at the hungry expressions that followed Harry who was more willing to cling to him then risk himself with the others, though he wasn't sure what was actually safer in the long run.
Harry flinched as a guard shoved them both in the same cubicle with a nasty look on his face, Beyond Birthday rolled his eyes, he didn't have -or had better control of, his carnal urges then the other men.
Their prison garments were discarded, Harry felt uneasy being naked infront of another person, regardless of the fact they were too. Harry was actually glad for his bad eye-sight now -his glasses long since destroyed, that kept his vision slightly blurry, he didn't think he could handle the childish embarrassment of seeing another naked clearly. He tried to ignore his own great discomfort, squashing away his urge to blush.
"-By God you're filthy," said Beyond Birthday blandly, who shamelessly inspected Harry and almost judging him as unworthy.
Harry yelped as hands went through his long hair harshly, and began clawing the dirt out, ignoring Harry's hisses of pain when he tore through knots which came out easier when the ice cold water hit it.
Harry suddenly tensed, sucked in a breath, and screamed at the top of his lungs and he felt Beyond Birthday throw him to the wall, Rem listened from out the showers in wide-eyed horror. The guards of Azkaban laughed, assuming he was probably being raped -painfully.
Far from it.
Harry felt an unnatural sharpness cut into his back -it was Beyond Birthday's fang-like teeth that were cutting into him slowly and painfully, licking up the blood whilst he did so.
Harry could only hold back tears and scream out as loud as he could, he looked down at the stone floor and saw that some blood was trickling down his back and was dripping down to the floor, and down the tiny drain.
It seemed like an eternity before Beyond Birthday drew back.
"There we go," he breathed, Harry shut his eyes as the cold water soothed his sore back that hurt so much he almost wanted to pass out.
But passing out naked in a prison shower was never a good idea. Period.
The showers all simultaneously stopped, Harry and Beyond Birthday dried themselves off without a word and put on their prison clothes and were dragged back into their cells.
"-Why did you do that?" mumbled Harry, who looked ready to cry, but he didn't. Beyond Birthday rolled his eyes and lifted up Harry's shirt, and got him to look at his back in the reflection of a urine puddle.
There, inscribed into his back with Beyond Birthday's own teeth was a large, capital letter, gothic styled:
" B "
The letter "B" that Harry recognized from the TV that was Beyond Birthday's official "sign".
"-Because I want you to be my successor," he said, and the way he said it made it clear to Harry there was no way he'd be getting out of it. Rem stared, Gelus said he was destined for better things...
Ollivander said he would great things too, terrible yes, but great.
Thus, Beyond Birthday's successor was born.
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More to come, promise :P
