No I've not disappeared. Nor have I stopped writing! To be honest I forgot about my account here. I've been posting up the chapters on my DA account lately. So people who read there won't need to read the two chapters I'll be posting here.
So because all of you are that awesome. I'm posting up two chapters.
These two chapters contain plot. So the plot shall begin to slightly form from here on out.
After reading the last bit of E's chapter, L's head snapped up as he heard a knocking...Knocking from his door?
What was this about? Certainly Watari wouldn't knock on his door. Plus Watari would definately notify L before allowing someone to even come to the door and knock.
So who exactly was this knocking on L Lawliet's door?
Hearing the repeated rap on the door the detective put the book down and stood up walking over to the door and cautiously opening it...
To see a boy? With long blonde hair. Brown eye's and tanned skin. He was wearing a rather odd outfit. Sorta the style someone in the 70's would wear. He was about what seemed to be abit younger then L.
"Hello L" The person said with a smile nodding and stepping into the room.
"Who are you and how do you know I am L?" L asked this mysterious person curiously.
"Oh so you didn't read my chapter in the book yet...?" The other retorted back. "Your rather slow at reading then I take it? Even so I can't believe you don't remember me of all people..."
"What...?" L said looking to the blonde with blank eye's. "...Your one of my successors..." L said quietly turning away from the odd person and quickly took the book into his hands and flipped to the next chapter as he began to remember a certain someone...
-Chapter 6 F: Forever Fantasy-
The blonde boy was different from the other children...Yes very. Forever had an odd name. Everyone would tease about this at school...He really was pushed around alot as a child. He looked very different from the other children...The only child in school that had blonde hair with that tanned skin.
He hated it. Infact he hated how no one would listen to him when he told them his problems. His parents could care less about their own child...The teachers didn't care either...and Forever's friends? Ha he didn't have any.
Forever didn't know what had happened to his parents at first. But apparently his mother and father were on a plane trip and it had crashed...No one survived.
Thus now Forever...Or rather F now lived in Wammy's at the mere age of 7.
The little 7 year old was a very intellegent mind. Though he still was behind E.
Forever had a simple life. He would do everything he was told to do then just live life...rather dull.
He was a dull child. No child in Wammy's would play with him.
This was probably the one thing that made him crack...
It was on a particular day...a rainy day that F along with the other top successors to L were taken to this graveyard...F was only the mere age of 14 at the time and knew pretty well what this was about...
There was the casket...Being placed. There stood Near, Mello, Matt, E, himself and B all together in a row like soldiers watching A's own casket go down six feet under.
"Why do we have to care so much for this failure?" F blurted out looking down at the casket.
"Don't you care for the very first successor to L?" E asked tilting his own head and looking to F with a blank face.
"He was an idiot...He was clumsy, falling behind in everything and apparently a fag-" Without even knowing F felt a hard blow to his face and staggered back looking to see that the person who had punched him was indeed B.
"What the hell is your problem?!" F yelled looking at B angrily.
"Don't talk like that about A...He was not an idiot, he was very intellegent, even smarter then I...You my dear Forever Fantasy are the idiot" B retorted with a growl.
F's eye's widened. Moving slightly to notice both Matt and Mello snickering about his name. But his eye's remained glued onto B. "And thats coming from the crazy one?!"
"B is not crazy" B replied with a smirk. "Though you F...Your another story"
F didn't know what to say. He just stood there confused. Was B trying to play mind games with him...Well F didn't know...and after that day...everything changed for F.
F the failure of Wammy's...He was beginning to think on other things. B was crazy...He seemed to know everyone's names and would say how long someone had left to live. Then B would start jabbering on about jam and L...Yes he had to be crazy.
But F couldn't understand it...It was like B had unlocked something inside himself.
"Why...Why do I feel this way..." F asked himself covering his mouth as he kicked away the dead cat and shook his head. He was losing sanity by the days...
Two years after A's own death, F had left Wammy's.
It just felt so good the first time he killed a person. He stood there laughing and smiling widely. Blood covered face. Dripping off his chin. His beautiful blonde hair stained with the substance. He stood infront of the person chained.
"Open your eye's O..." F said with a wide smile. "Go on your still alive O"
And the female did so. Her eye's opening. She had long blue hair and dead grey eye's. "F...why...why are you doing this...why me?" She asked weakly holding her head up. She was one of the elder children in Wammy's. O being 20 now didn't live in Wammy's but still went by O.
"Its fun...and you can thank Mr. Letter B for all this fun...He's probably the one who killed that A idiot too...I bet A didn't kill himself..." F said with a cackle then finally slit the girl's throat and moved on.
He was officially bored. Normal murdering...Toying with his victims was fun...But...He wanted something satisfying.
Something exciting and worth it...
It was then that F had discovered B's own failure reading the papers. He scoffed and laughed. "B you idiot...Trying to beat L are you?! Ha fool-" F's voice came to a halt as he suddenly jumped up and smiled widely. "Thats it!"
"Kill L...kill him...Exciting and worth it..." F said giggling dementedly and stroding off...
The day F finally made contact with L was on a day L was relocating to a new hotel. He was lucky to get ahold of L's neck from behind. He knew this man was L. He'd seen him before and was introduced. He grasped hold of the other's neck quickly and held it tightly with one hand. Immediately gaining struggling.
F was very surprised at how strong the detective was and quickly pressed the other against a wall and took a knife out jabbing it at the others arm quickly causing blood and a groan from the other.
"So much more fun..." F whispered but then stopped as he heard the soft voice of the detective.
"Killing me is pointless...Whoever you are...I wouldn't advise it...You could and probably will be arrested within seconds to minutes after my own death" L had said calmly not looking to F at all.
And F...F stepped back and ran. Darted off in fear. But only came to a dead end as he fell face to face with many guns pointed at him. "Already...he was joking..." F mumbled but made another run for it.
He felt a sharp pain to his chest and soon fell to the ground an instant..."I'm insane aren't I...?" F asked himself laughing wildly as he felt his own life fade away...
Eye's slowly but surely closing...Breathing slowing more and more...Feeling his life drain second by second...Until he was gone...Dead.
Author's Note: So that is F for you all...and I do hate him. He was a pain in the ass to write about Dx and you do not know how happy I am to be rid of the dusche bag lol
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