Watari a.k.a. Quilish Whammy had a brother.

His name: Quentin Whammy. Quentin had always been jealous of his younger brother. Their mother always favored Quilish to him. Of course, it must be said that Quentin was a neer do well. He had always lived off some woman in his youth, but ever since he began to grow older and woman began to pay attention to him less and less he knew that he needed to find some other source of income.

Then his brother opened an orphanage. Of course, Quentin had always copied off what Quilish did and so he too opened an orphanage. He thought that he had finally matched his brother. Until he found out that Quilish's orphange was for genius children, groomed to take the place of his star pupil, L Lawliet. Quentin was pissed. So he decided to raise orphans to take the place of his star pupil. Unfortunately, all of his orphans were deliquinents and neer do wells like Quentin, only recently had Quilish found out (tells you exactly how popular Quentin's orphanage was) and demanded that his brother stop raising children to be "hoodlums" Quentin refused vowing to someday overthrow his brother. And so the War of the Wards began.

AUTHORS NOTE: From here on out anything in the story in parenthesis is and author's note/comment on the current situation.

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It all started with a rock through Matt's window.

"Who the hell threw a rock through my window?!" shouted Matt in the break room. He had just come out the bath when he saw is favorite window shattered. He had looked down and saw someone with black hair running from the premises.

"Don't be so loud!" shouted Mello. The little blonde was in a horrible mood today, he had just got an A- on a test while Near, once again got an A+.

Matt plopped down next to Mello on the couch. "Dude, someone threw a rock through my window and he ran off!"

"Well it wasn't me!"

"Whatever, cmon with me to tell Roger what happened, I don't want that old bastard accusing me of breakin shit."

The two boys headed into Rodger's office. He was behind his desk reading a book on bugs.

"Roger, someone threw a rock through my window! He had black hair but that's all I could see." said Matt.

"Probably B." said Roger, not even looking up. He was hardly listening.

"No it wasn't." piped Mello, he took a bite of chocolate. "I walked past B's room like 10 mins before Matt told me, and heard him snoring. He was sleeping pretty hard."

"He could've been faking." replied Roger, again not paying them any attention.

"B wouldn't have ran off. He would've stood there and talked shit."

"Then it was L."

"Wrong again. One, L wouldn't destroy anyones property. Two, L runs slow and this mo-fo was fast as hell. and Three, L isn't even here.

(L had went for a walk in the park, which was eight blocks away.)

"Near."

Mello rolled his eyes. "Near's hair is white!"

"Mello."

"How the hell could have been me when I was in the damn break room!!!"

"Matt."

"IT WAS HIS WINDOW THAT WAS BROKEN!!!!"

"Ok. I'll tell Watari when he comes back."

"What if its like a murderer or something?!" cried Matt.

"I thought you said B was asleep."

"Don't joke, B's not a murderer."

(O_O)

"Its no murderer." assured Roger.

"If it is he'll kill you too." replied Mello smartly.

Roger pointed an eye towards the boys.

"Let's go make sure." he said setting aside his book and getting up from his chair. Mello and Matt smiled to themselves.

Roger, Matt, and Mello walked outside to the area right below Matt's room.

"So he or she ran from here and into the street right?"

"Yep." replied Matt.

A rustle came from the bush behind them. A rock flew out and knocked Roger in the head. He crumpled to the ground in pain.

"What the hell!"

From inside the bush two boys about Matt and Mello's ages stepped out. They tossed the rocks up and down in their hands.

"I'm Mutt." said the redhead with Mello's haircut.

"I'm Melto." said the blonde with Matt's haircut.

They were both wearing orange jumpsuits with numbers printed on them.

"Who the hell do you bastards think you are! Don't throw shit at our orphanage!" bellowed Mello.

"Motherfucker, don't yell at me!" said Melto. Both toddlers were face to face, hands ready to grab the hidden guns at their waists. The one called Mutt stepped forward.

"We're from Whammy's Place. Our old man's brother runs this here orphange and we're here to fuck yall up! Whammy's orders!"

"Not if I can help it!" Matt lunged at Mutt punching him in the jaw, he wrestled the boy to the ground and was beating the shit out of him.

"Mutt!"

Melto pulled out his gun and pointed dead in the back of Matt's head. "Move a muscle and I'll blow your motherfuckin' head off."

A gun clicked. Melto turned slightly to see Mello holding his gun. Mello took a bite of chocolate and lowered it to Melto's shoulder.

"You mess with the bro' you got to go."

Mello pulled the trigger, firing a bullet into Melto's shoulder. The other boy winced in pain and dropped his gun. Matt grabbed it, he barely had a scratch on him. Too bad the same couldn't be said for Mutt. Matt cocked the gun and pointed it at Mutt.

"Dammit!" shouted Melto. He stood up holding his arm, he motioned towards Mutt. "Let's get outta here, we already did what we needed to do anyways."

"Yeah! Fuck Whammy's House!" yelled Mutt as he and Melto backed away. Mello took a bite of chocolate and shot at their feet. They gave a small yelp and ran for home. Mello tucked the gun back inside his pants.

"That takes care of those two." he said. He turned to Matt. "That motherfucker hurt you, man?"

Matt wiped the blood from his lip. "Naw, that pussy can't fight."

Roger had finally come to. He stood and looked at the boys.

"Who the hell were they?"

"Mutt and Melto. They're from Whammy's Place."

"What is that anyways?"

"Watari has an older brother named Quentin. He runs Whammy's Place. He raised orphans to be juvenile delinquents, although I can't say we do any different" said Roger, eyeing the gun bulge in Mello's pants.

"They're the ones who threw a rock through Matt's window. I think they were casing the joint."

"Let's go back inside." said Roger wearily. He hate children, especially orphaned children.

"Yeah! We have something to tell L when he gets home!" exclaimed Matt.

"He'll be so proud of us!" laughed Mello.

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Mutt and Melto made it back home.

"You're bleeding a lot dude."

"Yeah, yeah." replied Melto. "I'm going to the infimary."

"Humph. You two are pathetic. Whammy sends you out to complete a simple task like casing an orphanage and you can't even do that without getting caught." said a voice.

"Shut it you little koala freak!" shouted Melto at the voice. "Come out the shadows and talk shit to me."

A little boy in silver pajamas with silver hair about the age of 2 stepped forward. His tiny fingers curling the tail of his pajama shirt.

"You're so emotional. That's why you'll never succeed-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP!!" Melto cut the little boy off mid-sentence.

"He just got shot dude, don't insult him too."

The boy continued to curl his pajamas. He stuck his thumb in his mouth and ambled towards the front door.

"Always second...." he murmured softly, yet loud enough to reach Melto's keen ears.

"FUCK YOU, FAR!! I'LL GET THOSE WHAMMY JERKS!!!!" shouted Melto after him.

Faintly, just faintly a small smile graced Far's pale lips.

Author's Notes:

LOL, I couldn't think of original names for the Whammy's Place boys so there you go. Mutt, Melto, and Far.