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Frost was always a special child, but he never knew his parents. The current headmaster, Mr. Peterson, did not know them either, as the previous headmaster was the one in charge back then...
From what is known, Frost was born on December 22, 1993 at exactly 11:59 PM. He has no known living relatives. He holds the obvious signs of albinism, as he has no pigmentation in his eyes, causing them to be red; there is some, but little pigmentation in his skin, causing him to appear pale; there is also white in his hair from loss of pigmentation; he is also somewhat sensitive to sunlight. He is luckier than some albino people, as sunlight only causes him irritated sensations all around exposed parts of his body, but nothing more; sudden change in lighting, however, does not effect him in any way. Therefore, he has only been considered "half-albino".
As Frost became older, the kids teased him less and less significantly because he proved to be such a friendly, helpful person. Frost was never one to argue and he never got into fights. He always wished to make peace with others and gave great advice. However, when people weren't in need, Frost kept to himself. He read books and observed things. One thing that always fascinated him was snow. When he was about six-years-old, he made a snowball, put it in a container, and placed it in the freezer for year claiming that it was his "best friend".
Frost, nonetheless, has always looked for his family. He believed, truly, that they were out there... somewhere...
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Tuesday, December 25, 2012 10:50 AM
Frost hid himself in one of the many sleeping quarters with the notebook still tightly in his clutches. His unblinking red eyes scanned the room for anyone, but not a soul was in that room. He heaved a sigh of relief and walked over with a light step to the nearest bed next to him and opened the contents of the notebook. He flipped through the pages, as if hoping to see something amazing hop out its contents, but there was nothing but blank, lined pages. It seemed like a normal, white notebook. Frost went back to the cover and starred at it for a moment with curiosity and confusion. He flipped open the cover to see a white page with black-lettered instructions.
"Let's see... 'how to use'," Frost read carefully. "'This Death Note is able to prevent the death of those who are to be murdered by writing their name in the contents of this notebook. The prevention of the murder, if not specified, will become randomly coincidental after 20 seconds of the person's name being written. Instructions, if written, should be written in the next 3 minutes and 20 seconds after the person's name has been written. The context must be reasonable to the act being committed and must not be impossible. Otherwise, the prevention will instead become coincidental to the event'."
Frost starred down at the notebook for one last, short moment before closing it. Even if this were real, how would I do such a thing? I would need to see a murder take place with my own eyes, he thought to himself. And if it's murder, then how am I supposed to- But his thoughts came to a halt as he heard a screech come from outside. Frost rushed to the window and tried to get a view of the street below. An incoming car had struck one of the orphans. It was Axel Godwin, a.k.a. Arc, one of the eldest of the orphans at the Wammy House along with Frost. Apparently, from what he could get a glimpse of, the car struck the boy and caused him to flip over the car and strike his head to the pavement. There was a blood pool from what he could see.
This my chance to prove if this is real, he thought hysterically. Quickly, he rushed down the hall to the study and headed for a nearby desk. With a pen in one hand and the notebook in the other, he viciously wrote down the name of the orphan. Axel... Godwin... Gets up from pavement and survives accident to be rushed to the hospital, where his wounds are attended to immediately.
When he finished, he rushed downstairs and headed outside to see what had happened. This may have been the most ironic timing to check this notebook out, but if it works... He thrust open the front doors to be sent out to the front steps. He leapt over the front steps of the Wammy House to see what he could not believe.
Arc had survived the blow! Frost was able to see Arc get up woozily from the street and wobble his way over to Mr. Peterson, who was already outside before Frost. Mr. Peterson hastily hugged Arc and checked his wound. I... no, an ambulance has to be here in order for the notebook to have worked, he thought. But, an ambulance did, in fact, arrive... immediately.
Could it be...? This notebook... really works? Frost thought with his mouth agape in confusion and awe. His hands trembled as the ambulance loaded up Arc into the back. He slowly lifted up the Death Note and a red gleam sparkled in his crimson eyes. No, this isn't a notebook of death...
This is a notebook... of hope.
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The prevention of the murder, if not specified, will become randomly coincidental after 20 seconds of the person's name being written.
Instructions, if written, should be written in the next 3 minutes and 20 seconds after the person's name has been written. The context must be reasonable to the act being committed and must not be impossible. Otherwise, the prevention will instead become coincidental to the event.
This Death Note is the only item in all of known space, including the Shinigami Realm, that can prevent a death written in another Death Note.
