L's POV still! (: IM SO SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT! Schools gotten in the way and all that jazz :( IM SORRY MY BEAUTIFUL LOVERS

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I was almost done typing my letter to the FBI, when my door was smashed open, the handle cracking a hole in the wall. I rolled my eyes slightly, thinking that it was just Hellie, wanting to play some childish game. I turned around, seeing a group of terrified housemates..minus Hellie. Beyond held a fidgeting and sobbing Mello, whom Beyond quickly handed over to me. I snuggled him as close as close as I could into my chest. I was choking on air.

"What's wrong? Where's my Hel?" I asked, my already palor face loosing its minimal color. I gripped Mello tighter. His voice was muffled by his tears, but A shout out his answer with a shakey voice.

"There's a maniac in the house! He knocked out Hellie! And she told us to come up here!" A almost screamed, his nails scratching at the door. I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hallway towards the door, and Mello's sobs became frantic and frightened. I practically threw Mello onto the bed.

"EVERYONE GET ON THE BED!" I screamed, standing infront of Mello, whom was curled up behind me on the bed. A and Beyond quickly got onto the bed, pushing Mello behind them both, so he was protected by three bodies. I flinched barley as the door was kicked, some of the wood splintering.

"DAHDDY!" Mello screamed as we could see this 'maniac's' foot from the small hole he had kicked through the door. With another 5 swift, powerful kicks, the door swung open. It's hinged crumpled under the pressure, and dangled off the door frame. Where the hell was Wammy?

" Heh heh heh...there's Blondie..come here...wanna play?" He asked, cocking the gun side to side, and pointing it at me. He clearly wanted Mello, whom was hidden behind all of us. Why he signaled him out, I didn't know. Mello whimpered, grabbing A's shirt for comfort. He man laughed, gripping his gun. I tensed, backing up, trying to protect Mello whom was behind us all.

"Awh, is the little freak your daddy Blondie? Hehehehe..Lets see him on the ground like your mommy. But dont worry, when I leave I'll leave your daddy, but I just might take your mommy.." He spoke, his eyes wide and colorless. I could feel the anger boiling up inside my stomach, but going forward to kick his crazy ass, would leave Mello less protected.

With the strength of what I never knew a small child could have, Mello ripped himself from the bed. He stood right in front of the maniac. I didn't even see him run towards the man. One minute he was behind us, the other he's standing nose to...stomach with the crazed gunman. My eyes wide, I rushed towards him, grabbing his shoulder and shoving him behind me. The gunman grinned wickedly, pressing the muzzle of the gun against my chest.

"Ohhh....so daddy thinks he's a big boy?" He laughed. Suddenly he stopped laughing. The arm holding the gun against my chest was suddenly ripped backwards, and he landed square on his ass. He snarled, turning to see Hellie standing at the door. She was in the same clothes as before, but they were a little dishevled and covered in blood. Her black and red striped hair was down, and blood was coming from her hair line, right above her left temple. Her bottom lip was bleeding slightly, little droplets falling every few minutes from her usually pale lips.

In her hand was a rather large whip. Its brown color seemed to blend in with the shadows from the door, but its threatening presents was sensed. Hel snarled, bringing the whip, which was wrapped around the man's shoulder back to her. She swung it at him once more, cutting the back of his palm, making him drop his gun. Beyond raced towards the gun, picking it up and aiming it at the man.

Mello smiled up at Hellie. I wasn't sure if he was happy that she saved us, or that she was alright. Both probably, I know I was joyful that she was able to stand up. She stepped towards him, bringing the whip back down onto his chest, making him jump at the pain. The chest of his white shirt suddenly became stained in red from the gash Hellie gave to him. We heard thunderous steps coming up the stairs. We looked up to see Watari and around 10 police officers. The cops raced into the room, picking up the wounded maniac.

Watari raced towards us, grabbing us all onto the bed and wrapping us all into a large embrace. He looked down at us, his kind blue eyes tearing, as he bit his bottom lip.

"I'm so glad you're all alright! I came home and saw the shattered glass from the hallway. I called the police right then, and they came within minutes! Are you all okay?" He asked, checking us eah over. Hellie put her hair over her face.

"Yes Dah! We're alright!" She said happily, hiding her bleeding face. I huffed, gently raking my fingers though her hair and pulling it away from her face. Watari's eyes bulged out at the sight of Hellie's bloodied face.

"Ma'me! Can you check my daughter out?" Watari said, speaking to the medic. She nodded, picking Hel up and placing her on my desk. They did the usual tests, reflexes, the flash light into the eyes. She took out a smooth, white bandage, and placed it along her hairline, which she had cleaned out.

"This bandaid is very sensitive, so when it's ready to come off, it wont stick to your hair and pull it." The woman said, then lightly dabbing her bottom lip. It was slightly reddened now, but the bleeding had stopped. The woman told her to take it easy, eat foods that wouldn't irritate her lip, and gave her a bag of extra sensitive bandages for her hairline, so she could bathe and clean out the wound. She nodded, smiling and thanking the medic, whom packed up her bag and left with the other officers.

Watari was downstairs, thanking the Crime Scene Investegators, whom had cleaned up the glass. He called a door man on the kitchen phone, but for now they'd have to cover the opened doorway with a few layers of plastic cover. We all tottered down the stairs to see Watari waving the police, fire, and emergency men and women. He turned to us, a soft smile on his face. Hellie coughed, her voice raspy.

"Well...that was an experiance.." With a shocked face, Watari looked down at his only daughter. Then burst out laughing, and all of us soon followed. Watari, still chucking herded us up the stairs. And from the begging of Mello, we all grabbed our sleeping bags and slept out in Hel's room. She slept on her bed, Mello curled up into her side. The rest of us slept around her bed, while Watari went back down stairs to check up on some things.

Then I remembered,..I have to leave for America in a few days...Damn