Hallo, I'm back!
Shout out to SolitaryNyght for my longest review anyone has ever given me!
Ps. I'll answer your questions in this chapter!
I have five dollars. I clearly don't own Deathnote.
L pulled himself back to the present. There had never been a case he hadn't solved, not a person he couldn't find, except for the one sitting in front of him. He had constantly searched, constantly investigated possible leads, but nothing seemed to work. Every once in a while, he'd find solid clues but they'd led to nowhere, dead ends.
Like the tree. He had been investigating a murder case there, when he was 15. There had been some girls eating lunch beneath the tree, and one of them had white eyes. But in the instant he had turned away to answer the officer's question, she had gone. Without a trace.
But then here she was. She had deliberately led him there. But she must've had a reason.
"The man that adopted me was… not a good person." Xavier had anticipated his question. But then, you didn't need to be a genius to know that. "He worked for some foreign country. They had been searching for someone… to design new weapons or something. I, of course, didn't like it. Right off the bat, he told me that if I ever left they would send people after me, and they would capture me again."
"You took that as a challenge." It wasn't a question. It was the sort of attitude Xavier had, even when she was five.
She gave a small smile, which was almost as rare a sight as L showing any sort of emotion. "Yes. He hadn't been bluffing, either. At first it was one agent, not very experienced. Slowly it escalated until there were about 100 of their top agents after me. It got messy pretty quick." As if to illustrate the point, she held up her left arm, which had multiple scars, including what appeared to be a dog bite.
"You did not want me involved."
"No. But now it's been dwindling, and I'd say it's somewhere around 20 now."
Then it was silent, as if they expected for 20 men in black suits to suddenly charge into the place, rifles trained on them.
"You're investigating the Kira case."
"You wish to help. I can count at least five people that would argue against that."
"I know."
"Care to explain your side of the argument?"
Xavier smiled. "Your technology and data was vital to figuring out who I would have to, well, put out of business so that the entire globe wouldn't end up searching for me. Sorry about threatening to kill you."
L remembered that day. It had helped him to become paranoid about his relative safety. It was in the middle of the night, and he had been reviewing a list of possible cases for him to work on. He had been reading a unique case, where the kidnapper was most likely the farmer who was going out of business, when a faint breeze ruffled his hair.
Before he could react, a hushed voice whispered into his ear, a voice he knew. "Make a move, L Lawliet, and you're dead meat." It snarled, and the voice's owner turned the safety off of a small pistol.
How did she manage to get in here?
"Let the room be stuffy if it means you're safe." Whispered the voice. He barely turned his head, regretting the fact he had left the window open an inch, to see that the voices' owner was wearing a masquerade ball mask and a windbreaker jacket.
Before he could decide on something to say that may confuse or distract this person enough for him to aim a good kick at her, the intruder started typing relatively quickly for using only one hand, and a moment later multiple classified sheets of information were spewing out of the printer. Just then, Watari appeared at the door, carrying what L recognized to be a dart gun. The intruder roughly grabbed the sheets of information and pulled L to his feet, using him as a sort of human shield.
"Hello, Quillish." Watari didn't register any surprise, and managed to catch her with three darts, L remembering one of the many reasons why he appreciated Watari. "What was that for? I was just paying Lawliet a visit." With that, she had roughly shoved L towards Watari, leaping out of the window.
He had barely manage to get to the window as he watched X slide down a rope to a lower story, saluting him as she slid down.
That had been the reason why X was L's supposed enemy.
Phew! I managed to answer all your questions in one chapter! Yay!
See you next time! Review!