I was sitting in the back seat of the couple's car, driving to their home, "Layla, where would you like to go to school?" Missy, is the wife's name.

"I don't know of a school that would be good for someone like me" "What do you mean 'someone like you?'" Derek, the husband said, "I'm smart and there not. Yet" I said.

"Well, we'll talk about school after your settled in to your new home, ok Layla?" I looked at Missy as she said this. She was happy, too happy.

Derek was being quiet, almost as if he was watching a new pet dog he just brought home. We were driving down a road where all the houses looked alike.

Two story houses, white with a white picket fence and flowers in front of the fence. Derek pulled into a drive way, I was looking out the window.

The house was, well like the rest of them. I stepped out of the car was startled when Missy was right in front of me "I have your bags, come on Layla let's go inside"

I followed them inside the house. I shut the door behind me and what I saw inside the house was shocking. The walls were painted deep red and the floors were the same as the floors at Wammy's.

I followed behind Missy as she went up the stairs, when she reached the top, she went left then right at the second door, "This is your room".

She pushed open the door and the walls were the same color as the rest of the house and so was the floor. I was quite fine with the color choices. "Thank you" Was all I said.

Missy sat my bags of new clothes on the twin sized bed and said "Well, I'll let you get settled in, just call if you need anything" and she walked out my room, closing the door as she went.

My room had a bed, dresser and a closet. I decided to put my clothes away to give myself something to do. After that was done, there was nothing else.

I walked out of my room and saw that there was three other doors on this floor with me. stepping up to the first door across the hall and opening the door, I find out that it's the bathroom.

I shut the door and moved on to the door beside my bedroom door. It was a hall closet. Walking to the last door at the end of the hall, it was another room. Empty.

shutting that door I decided to go down stairs after a thought entered my mind. I was hearing noise coming from somewhere, so I followed my ears.

It led me to the kitchen where Missy was cooking food "Miss Missy, I have decided to go to Winston high school" Missy turned around to look at me.

"Are you sure? That's a high school?" I walked around what they call an island and looked up at her "I can handle the school work with little to no difficulty"

I informed her. "Ok then, we'll see what we can do for you Layla"


NEXT WEEK

I was in rolled in the high school with no problem. They gave me a room to myself with a private teacher so I wouldn't get picked on. I have been going to this school for a week.

The work was easy, I was doing these kinds of papers when I was eleven. The teacher was always impressed, when he will be un-impressed, I don't think he ever will.

I've been going to this school now for three years. After I was done re-learning everything, I got my diploma and was ready for college.


COLLEGE

I went to MIT but after a year I quiet, I couldn't handle anymore of the wanna be smart kids.

Most of the time, I asked my self 'How did they get into this school?' but I just looked at their parents and that was all the answers I needed.

I went to a few other colleges, but then gave up, I didn't need to pay someone to teach me things that I already know.

It was for my 16 birthday that Missy and Derek told me that we were moving. "Where are we moving to?" I didn't have anything to keep me here, I did, but he left years ago.


JAPAN

Living in Japan was a treat. I found places where you could dress up like a character and people wouldn't think twice about out casting you.

Walking by that place a lot, I was seeing more and more characters that would either look beautiful or enticing or just plain breath-taking.

There is where I met my first friend in Japan. I guess she was always seeing me walk home this way on saturday's. "Hi I'm Sora" so her names Sky.

"Hello, I'm Layla" I told her after she told me her name. "Do you Cosplay?" Cosplay, the meaning of dressing up as your favorite Anime character. "No, I don't"

Her face showed that of being shocked, why that was I have no idea. "Well you should, tell you what, come by that cafe' next week around 12 and I'll show you how to Cosplay, ok?"

I don't see the harm in doing this so I said sure. This should be fun.

Next week cam and I met here at that cafe' "Hey Lay's, over here" Did she just call me a chip? I walked over to where she was and sat down at the table.

"Here, go put this on, then come back" She handed me a bag with something in it, but I did what she asked and I went to put it on.

Looking in the mirror at myself, I see a 18-year-old girl playing dress up. I was wearing, well, I don't quite know what I'm wearing. I walked out of the bathroom to Sora.

"OMG, you look awesome" Um "What am I suppose to be exactly?" I ask her, "Your suppose to be Tifa Lockheart" I don't know who that is.

She stood up, to what I could guess get a better look at me. "We can go now" I saw her hand drop money on the table, then she grabbed my hand and pulled me out the cafe'.

She was still pulling me with her till we got to an empty spot on the walk way, she then proceeded to take a seat on the bench, leaving me standing to look at her.

"Come on sit down and just watch people Cosplay" This is what we did for somewhat of three hours. There was a tv screen on top of the cafe' and it was showing the news.

"We interrupt this program to bring you news of Kira. The person who has been killing the criminals by heart attacks has been named Kira.

The people of Japan have been calling Kira their new God, is this true? Is this out new god? Is it a group of people or just an individual? Most people love him, while others are saying that what he is doing is no better than the criminals that he is killing. Killing is killing."

beep, the screen went black, then a guy in a suit with black hair was now on the tv, sitting at a desk. "Hello people of Japan, I am Lind. L. Taylor other wise none as L.

Kira what you are doing is wrong, you say you're a god, but yet you kill people without thinking twice, some of the criminals that have been competed were doing their time based on the crime that they have done.

You don't have the right to kill these people like their animals, if it's so easy for you to kill then go ahead do it kill me Kira, if you have the guts..." In less than a minute.

L fell on to the desk, people rushed over to him to try to save him, but I could tell that it was too late to save this fake L. The screen went black again, but this time a white L was in the center of the screen. This is L.

"I had to see for myself if this was true... Kira I have you know that the man you just killed was not me, I am the real L. So go ahead and kill me, go ahead can't you do it, kill me kill me. Guess there is some people who you can't kill, thanks for the hint, now I have one for you. I said that this was being broadcasted all over the world, when in fact, I only had it shown here. I was going to show it in different places till I found you, but to my luck I found you in one go."

That was the last thing we all heard, till the news encore was back and was apologizing for the loss of connection, but no one real cared as of right now, 'cause the people of Japan was at a stand still, wondering what happened to their God why couldn't he kill L.

I wasn't that shocked to find that L would do something like this, but I was happy that he didn't die. I must say that I have been folowing the case, but I didn't have the money for the right gear that I needed.

Me being as smart as I am, still has her limits. If you do too much, people would start thinking things. I was still Layla, but I still needed to lay low. I was a cheap hire PI.

I made close to two hundred a week if I'm lucky, but when Missy and Derek died in a car wreck I was left the house and there belongings.

I was aid that they died. I was morning for a few days, 'cause they were my parents for half of my life. My life has been easy so I can't complain.

"Hey Sora, I'm gonna go, I'm getting tired" I said to her standing up. "Oh, ok well keep the Cosplay and I'll see you when you walk by next saturday"

"Thanks" I waved to her as I walked away. It didn't take me long to get home, but when I stepped into the house something was off. "Hello?" I said, I know I wasn't alone in the house.

I walked into the living room and saw a figure sitting on my couch looking at a picture of me and my parents. "Who are you?" I said with anger in my voice.

How did he get in here and why was he looking at the photo? The man stood up and turned around. He looked familiar, like I've seen him before, but I don't know where.

"You are Layla, correct?" The man was in his forty's hair slicked back and was wearing a suit "Yes, who are you?" My voice was strong as I said that.

"I am chef Yagami of the Interpol, I was sent here to get you. We request your help on a case" I am still at a loss as to why he is in my house "What case?" I asked him.

"The Kira case. There will be a meeting at the head quarters, be there no later than five" He walked past me and out my door. This had to be the strangest thing that has happened to me.

I changed clothes then decided to go to this meeting. I was knocking at the front door seeing as how it was locked. A young-looking Officer opened the door.

"Sorry, but , um, were closed right now, sorry" "I'm here for the meeting, the Chef invited me here" His face was shocked, but then he backed up and let me in.

"follow me" I walked behind him, looking at my surroundings till we got to an office. "Who was it? Oh, thank you for coming, please take a seat we'll begin now"

I was sitting in the back seat just barely listening to what the were talking about. someone would yell when they had an idea, but then was later on shot down by someone else who thought they had a better idea.

The door opened and I turned to see who was walking in. I know that coat and I know that hat. Watari.

I had a small smile on my face when he sat a black case on the table in front of the room. "L, will be speaking now" It's been a while "Hello, members of the NPA, I am L"