House of 9
First off, here is the list of who is still in the game.
Lawliet- The mysterious, broken, orphaned, Weird, Genius (Phew..that was a mouthful)
Donnie- The Funny Druggie
TK-The Deaf Younger Brother
Nora- The Mother-hen
Scarlett-The Broken Orphan (Another one that are no way related.)
Maddie- The Broken Doll
Jane- The Beautiful Schizophrenic Mystery
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If you'd like to know what is best to listen to when reading this: Type in youtube, Kodoku, it is the first video. It's full name will appear as: DeathNote OST Kodoku. This song is good for almost all the chapters.
Do the same as said before in Youtube but also try out the song Low Of Solipsism (1 and 2)
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-R.I.P Jose-
Yes, Yet another Authors Note. I apologize, however, I did have many people questioning the last chapter.
Well first off, if you're even interested at all, the reason I didn't update as frequently was because I went on vacation to the states and my oh my..
Anyhow, I wont go into much further detail on that. Well, what happened last Chapter:
Jose is an ex-soilder who slowly contracted Schizophrenia and Deep Psychosis. He has an imaginary friend named Ricky and this so called 'friend' told him to try and escape the island via the ocean. He ran into the ocean disregarding the mysterious scottish man and no, he did not die as soon as he touched the water, however, swimming out into the sea is futile as they are on Point Nemo. Point Nemo is real. It's a landmass farther away to any other landmass on earth. It's also reffered to as the Pole of Inaccsesibility.
Well anyhow, Jose eventually would die out in the middle of the ocean as it's unlikely he will run into any helpful fisherman as though this were a fairytale. And even if he were to survive, he is dead to the others since he is not there anymore. It's as if he's dead even if he does survive. Look at it however you want. Jose could of survived or have died from starvation, exhaustion, other sea creatures eating him alive. I really don't mind how you want to picture it. Anyway you want it, he is no longer in the story.
Sorry if that's too blunt but that's the way it is.
Thanks for Reading, Thanks for the Charcater Jose. He was good while he lasted in the House.
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The remaining group stared on at the ocean for what seemed like hours as they watch the struggling figure swim off into the horizion until he became a speck amoung the waves. It was sunset as they noted, the orange melting within the aqua waters and the pink hues melting inside the cloudless pale blue sky.
It truly was a scenic sight before their very eyes. Something beautiful, something hopeful..it was truly a refreshment for their thirsty eyes. It had been so long since they had seen anything that held such meaning.
Nora stared into the colour of the sky bursting throughout the sky as though it were a firework.
No, it be wrong to compare it to such a cheesy festive toy, for this sunset meant so much more to her. The beautiful melting colours..yes they meant so much more to her.
It was almost a new beginning.
Perhaps, she thought, perhaps it was wrong to think of it in such a way. To think of new beginnings when someone who had been part of the close pact they had all made had together had just caught their death. It was true she felt the remorse as she held her hand close to her heart and bent her head gravely.
But she still made sure it was possible to see the orange fireball falling from the sky.
She lifted her head slowly and closed her eyes slowly before breathing in quietly and turning slowly to the man who stood next to her who also looked on at the sunset.
It appeared he hadn't finished staring into it. He hadn't gotten his fill just yet.
But who could blame him?
She hadn't even really gotten her fill either.
She watched him before he slowly turned his head in the same fashion, slowly turning it in an almost robotic way before his eyes closed slowly and re-opened with more compassion he had ever shown through.
This wasn't Donnie she was looking at..this was a different man, this was someone else..someone who had been kept under lock and key for a while. Or at least for as long as she had gotten to know him.
She stretched her arm out slowly as she put a thumb to his cheek and then slowly removed her hand again to bring it back to her side.
He stared into her own eyes for a moment before everything was broken with a few simple words.
"What now?" Whispered Jane.
Nora turned slowly to her and looked off slowly at the sun again and then wrapping her arms around herself. "Now?"
Donnie rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged before shoving his hands into his pockets.
"I don't know if there is much to actually do by now.." Scarlett whispered, "I..I want to give up.."
"No..you can't. Sorry." Donnie replied firmly as he jerked his head towards her. "Just stop there, okay? We're all in this together. Right now I think it's best if we all had some rundown time..just a little, alright? How 'bout we all go to bed or whatever and tomorrow we'll try out some of this stuff eh? We deserve a run down day, right?"
Everyone looked around, slight amusment now flickering in their eyes.
"Yeah..yeah that sounds great." Nora whispered with a faint smile on her lips as she nodded slowly.
"Good." Donnie replied as he began to turn around again and exit out the door, the others following his lead tightly as L punched in the code quickly before scrunching his nose slightly as it gave an acceptance buzz and they left into that eerie room, up that ramp-like hallway and each seperating to each of their rooms.
"Something wrong L?" Jane finally whispered as she looked up slowly.
"Hm? Oh..no..it's nothing important as of right now..most likely it has to do with the case but let's not worry about it right now.."
Jane opened her mouth to fight his words but slowly let her mouth close and turned her attention to the cream coloured walls before blinking slowly and nodding her head slowly..like a good little girl should...
"Okay.." She whispered.
4:44 AM
Scarlett swallowed her gasp as she yanked the desk drawer open and fingered the cool metal piece within the drawer. It glinted in the dimly lit candle light.
She swallowed and felt a tear fall from eye as she put a hand to her mouth before closing her eyes. Her fingers wandered slightly around inside the drawer before she felt a thick jolt of pain overwhelm her senses. She gasped shallowly before drawing back her hand and noticing the thin yet deep cut on the tip of her index finger on her right hand.
She studied the crimson for a moment before letting her eyes wander onto the white wall.
She took in a shaky breath before nodding slightly and re-entering her search as she felt the cool butt of the weapon. She grabbed it hastily and yanked it out as she stared at the almost white metal blade.
A dagger.
She saw the sarp point of it, stained in her own blood and swallowed before slowly putting it against her hand and quickly slicing it across.
She blinked back tears and stiffiled a scream before shaking her head quickly and noting the cut came to be a bit deeper than needed.
The blood poured out of her hand and all over herself as she gave out a small sob and dipped her finger within the blood.
Scarlett..a Scarlet colour for Scarlett.
She almost laughed at the thought but surpressed it by allowing her walls to fall down and allow the tears to fall down her now sob racked body.
She slide her finger across the wall, making mark, after mark, after mark until legible words were written with her own blood.
'God Forgive Me.'
She pushed her hair behind her ear as she quickly grabbed the thick chunk of metal within the drawer and pulled it to face her forehead.
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Nora swallowed as she lied on the bed, nothing more on her body than he lingerie as she held her hand on the chest that was looming over her body.
She felt the warmness of the skin beneath her cold palm and closed her eyes slowly.
"Donnie.." She whispered as she felt his fingers feel around her hair.
"Yeah Nora..?" He replied as he succesfully grabbed ahold of her hair tye.
She opened her eyes and looked at his determined gaze as he persued the quest to release the tight bun.
"Why are you so obssesed with my hair?" She whispered with humour loosely hugging onto the end of her words.
He gave out a small chuckle before slowly shaking his head as he held the tye in succes and lifted her head slowly to allow it flow free around her.
He smiled down at her curious face leaning his face down to let his lips brush against her own.
"Your breath smells like..spearmint.."
"Well, before it smelt like Alcohol."
"I prefer the Spearmint."
He laughed again against her lips as it sent out a shock through both their spines when their lips connected smoothly and the kissing became deep.
Nora had not expected this sort of thing.
Not at all.
She expected him to be a harsh kisser, one to grab her gruffly and keep it short before the main event, but he made sure it lasted. He made sure every move her made upon her was tender.
It was the touch of a lover.
She let her hands begin to roam his face and run through his hair.
"Well Contempt loves the silence..it thrives in the dark..with fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart.." She whispered across his face as she took in a shaky breath.
"They say that promises sweeten the blow..but I don't need them..I've been treated so wrong...I've been treated so long..as if I'm becoming untouchable.."
They stopped suddenly and Donnie looked at her for minute, a clearly amused epxression upon his face,
"I'm a slow dying flower..in the frost-bitten hour..Sweet turning sour and untouchable...I need the darkness...the sweetness..the sadness...the weakness.."
Nora grabbed a hold of his shoulders before resuming their kiss that had been seperated for quite some time by then,
"Oh I need this.." She whispered as she let her lips roam his.
He parted for a second before whispering, "What're you going on about now?"
"It's a poem Donnie..it's a poem that I wrote..Poetry is a part of me that you'll have to get used to.."
"I've already learned to love it..because I love every single part of you.."
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Jane glanced across the room as the young boy who sat on the bed, criss-cross on his bed, hands in his lap as he stared down at the sheets.
"TK?"
No reply.
Jane slapped her head and rolled her eyes. "Duh.." She whispered before walking slowly to the bed and sitting down slowly upon his own twin swized bed.
He looked up quickly in a sort of skittish way, his face flushed instantly and a red crimson colour flashed across his cheeks.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked worriedly as she brought her hand to his forehead.
He almost choked on his breath and it hitched within his throat.
"Oh..do you have a cough?" She asked worriedly as she brought her hand away, "You feel warm..do you feel alright?"
TK looked down at his hands again with a small grin on his face before nodding slightly.
Jane looked worriedly at him before bringing her finger to his chin and slowly lifting his head to meet her gaze. He stared on at her, wide-eyed with a glinting shine to them, making them look all too glassy.
His breath hitched again and he swallowed as he shut his slightly opened mouth.
"TK..I know that maybe you don't understand..no no no..I mean..well, what I mean to say is.." Jane stuttered at her loss for words and looked around a bit panicked.
TK's head started for her own and she gasped, thinking this might be an attempt to injure her, but she soon found that it was far from it.
Their lips collided and she felt his hands slowly make their way to her neck and before parting and gasping.
TK's face went from satisfaction and excitment to worry and fear.
"S-S-Sewry! Sewry!"
Jane shook her head and lightly hit the top of his head. "Kiss me again, you little fool."
TK's mouth went agape before Jane shut it and let her lips once again hit his.
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L sat alone as usual in the chair at the dining table as he closed his eyes casually and then re-opened them. He sighed and looked at the wall at the far side of the room before seeing a faint glow of light on the side of it.
He lowered an eyebrow before standing up and walking towards the wall and looking at the source, he found that the small hallway he had only explored once was lit.
He shook his head slightly before traveling down it and making an abrupt left turn down another hallway before walking down some time before hearing a soft hissing.
He put his ear to the door he heard this small audible noise come from before recognizing it again. He slowly opened it careful yo not make much noise. He opened it only a crack, unsatisfied by the fact it was bright in the hall and dark in the room.
He would be given away if the light shone too brightly within the room.
He opened it just enough to get by and then turned around and closed it slowly. He was lucky that the person was bent over at the moment.
He watched in slight confusion as he watched the oddly some-what familiar figure give out a shaky breath and a few gasps as they brought something to their head.
He swallowed and closed his eyes slowly.
"Scarlett." He whispered.
The figure didn't even turn as the object in their hand just shook even harder within their sweating palms.
"L..L please.."
"I'm not going to tell you what to do..do as you wish..however, suicide is an ignorant way to leave. It's not exactly fair that you could just walk out on life, is it? While the rest of us suffer because we try to actually beat the game known as life..ahh well..if you find it comforting to know that you are cheating the rest of us out on-"
"Stop it! Just stop it! You don't know what i've been through! And now? I'm cursed dammit! Cursed! Do you see what's happening? This is meant to be! I suffer, I suffer, I suffer, and now?...Now I have this chance.."
L chuckled a bit darkly, something disturbingly out of character.
Sacrlett loosened her grip on the gun just slightly and swallowed as she lowered it slowly.
"Suffering..you don't think that everyone suffers?" L asked coldly as he took his awkward stance on a couch backed into the wall.
"I..M-...My mother was killed by my own father..before my eyes..and then I was sent to an orphanage..I think I know everyone suffers..but this..this is too much suffering.."
"So we share something in common..." L sighed as he stared down at the febric on the couch and subconcious dragged his middle finger across the fabric.
"What..What-d you mean?"
"Nothing..it doesn't matter to you..kill yourself.." L whispered as he shook his head and looked up at her face, full of contorted pain.
"Truth is.." He sighed and stood up before shoving his hands into his pockets, "..You'll just be yet another person I can say that I knew personally and watched die.."
Scarlett felt the tears burning within her eye sockets and she shook her head forcefully.
"No..No! This is all wrong!"
"What's all wrong..you said this was your chance.." L replied drawling a bit on his last words as he cocked his head to the side and looked at her with boredom evident along his features only slight mock curiosity visible.
"B-But..I..I'm just so confused..I'm just so confused..I want to be done with this..I really want to, but I.."
"But you can't.."
"Yes! I can't!"
"And that's because you don't really want to.."
"But I-"
"No, you don't."
Scarlett bit her lip and closed her eyes before sitting the gun down on the desk and tracing the cylinder barrel.
She shook her head slightly letting her black and red locks frame her pale face before looking back up at the still detective.
"Are you worried?" She whispered without changing her stance in any way, her question sent tense vibrations through the room and atmosphere, but neither took hardly a notice to it or reacted to it.
"..." L didn't respond but instead shoved his hands in deeper into his pockets, feeling the fabric at his fingertips.
"Are you worried..about anything?" She whispered again, adding just two words more to give, almost, put the question in a new light, a more important one.
The question was now on center stage.
"Yes.." He replied as he shrugged slightly, "One thing...Two as of right now..I don't really want you to kill yourself Scarlett..not really.."
Scarlett lifted her head slightly and turned it slightly to see the face of the man who was only visible dimly within the bleakness.
L turned slowly, feeling the carpet beneath his toes and he scrunched them up slightly before slowly walking from the room.
He shook his head and let his head fall as he reached the dining room. He sat in the chair and closed his eyes before a loud penetrating sound was heard throughout the entire house.
'BANG'