The Train had finally stopped at the warf, but L's heart sank. In front of him laid an expanse of old warehouses. The area had grown and then been abandoned in those few short years.
"He could be keeping her in any one of them..." L muttered to himself, trying to figure it sighed and returned to the platform, knowing he could'nt do anything right then. He picked his brain, trying to figure out what BB was up to, but it wasn't any use.
Trying to figure out what was going on in B's brain was like trying to navigate the desert in accordance to sand dunes, and L couldn't seem to make any sense of it.
"Think harder..." he commanded himself as he climbed on the train and sped away from the warf.
"B, Beyond, please, listen to me..." she begged. He whirled around at her, tugging on his dirty black hair.
"No no NO! You listen to me!!" He wailed, stomping his feet like a 3 year old, "I hate L, and I hate you! I'm nothing but a backup to you two!" She shook her head.
"No, you were never a backup to me, you were just Beyond to me!" She pleaded.
"That's not good enough! You sold me out, K, you sold me out!" He tore off his shirt, revealing Large scars from where he was burnt in his suicidal pyre. "It still burns, K, why couldn't you let me die? Why did you betray me?" He asked, his voice small like a child's, "I just wanted to experiment...they were going to die anyways! I just wanted to die!"
She pressed back against the wall, scared silent.
"W-w-what do you mean, they were going to die anyways?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"They were going to die...I saw their numbers with my own eyes. They were going to die that night anyway! The numbers..." he began to sob, slumping down in front of her, "I hate them! Always running out..the numbers ran out on my parents, they ran out on A, they're running out on everyone, but no one can see them! No one but me!"
He threw his arms around her waist, making her stomach burst into pain. He sobbed piteously, clinging to Koi as if she were his last hope for salvation.
"Do you know what it's like to see everyone else die around you? I want to die, K, but I can't see my numbers! How can I die if I can't see my numbers?!?!"
She winced as he gripped her harder.
"B, please, let me help you." She said softly. He lifted his face to look at her, his face smeared with tears and hints of red where blood had soaked thru her shirt.
"What can you do? Nothing! You aren't anybody, you're nothing without L!" he screeched, sitting up and slapping her. "You thought you could trick me, didn't you! You thought you could trip me up with all your lies and your tears, but I won't fall for it!"
He slammed her head off the wall multiple times until she saw black.
B rubbed his palms on his jeans, trying to get rid of the blood.
"Get off get off get off...." he muttered over and over again, hoping desprately that the blood would come off.
He hated the feeling on the blood on his hands, it felt warm and it smelled like pennies and it tried to engulf him. He helds his hands in front of his face, still seeing red. He wailed, his voice rising like a banshee's, echoing over the warf.
The wordless roar of a child who had lost it all, and had lost his way.