Yeah, as the summary says, I officially have no clue where this is going. Anyone mind helping me out with some ideas or something? Not co-writing, though.
Disclaimer: Don't own Death Note. Obviously.
Flaws
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B wandered the halls of the large expanse of the orphanage, a habit she had picked up at a young age when she got stressed. A cool wind made its way through the open door, at the very front. Curiously, she made her way over to it, hiding in the shadows to remain unnoticed.
Peeking out the door, she saw the sleek black limousine. She stopped cold. They had forgotten, again. She watched as L and Watari made their way to the doors. They only came by when there was bad news… Never for her birthday, though. She is now 14, due to the fact that it was November 13th, which led her back to thinking what had happened that morning.
Which reminded her, she had not found Mello yet. A sinking feeling was in her chest. Roger had probably called them. B had overheard him telling a matron that they were near Winchester.
"Hmmm… Well now, what do we have here?" A male voice whispered behind her. She remained frozen, going over the vaguely familiar voice in her head. Oh… It was Backup.
"Backup," She whispered coldly. She immediately received a blow on the middle of her back.
"Don't you dare call me that," He hissed over her limp body on the floor. "I am Beyond, which you should know very well by now." And she did. She would never forget.
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B was 9 years old at the time. She had been wandering the halls, a little after midnight. Like some, she had learned to not be seen if she did not want to be seen. Glancing warily around her to see if a matron was around, she slipped outside.
He watched her, then followed.
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Her eyes were wide, remembering what had happened that night. BB's blood-red eyes stared down at her, unfeeling, as she went through the flashback. He looked to see if L and Watari were close to being inside. They were not, yet.
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She shivered in the cool winter air, enjoying the feeling of the snow falling around her. She spun, her nightgown flowing out around her. Smiling, B stopped, her arms spread wide. Quietly, she lowered her arms, her bare feet making their way through clean snow, to the old oak tree she had claimed as hers. Lithely climbing the tree, so naïve, unaware how closely she was being watched. She looked so beautiful, her natural hair color being back to blonde. He hadn't liked it when it was dyed brown.
He made his way through the shadows silently, coming to a stop at a tree near her own.
A light came on in the House. He hurried.
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B looked up at the boy three years older than her, in humiliation and defeat. She couldn't move, momentarily paralyzed from the position in which she had been hit. L and Watari were going so slow, so damn slow. She moaned, nearly inaudibly. BB's grin slid off his face, now looking down in concern.
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Mello woke up from Matt's distressed sounds, trapped in a nightmare. He turned on the bedroom light before shaking his best friend from his slumber. They had not yet realized what could be going on outside.
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Backup, who had already made his change to Beyond Birthday, knocked B down from her tree. She yelped in shock and pain, landing hard on her back on the branch underneath the one she had been sitting upon, before landing brokenly on the ground.
She moaned in pain.
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The precious shiny thing had shattered, glass making a musical tinkling onto the ground beside B. Tears slipped from her eyes. The small glass figurine, a hand-made present for L, shattered.
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Mello's window had remained open that night. He had liked the cold air that went through the room. Along with the calm breeze that swirled through the room, along with the moan. Mello looked out the window, searching for the source of the sound.
He saw footprints, leading to B's tree. He grabbed Matt to show him, and they ran to her.
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Beyond sighed at the broken form lying at his feet. He flipped out his blade before pulling up the back of her nightgown, exposing her back to the cold. She shivered. He pressed the blade to her back, cutting his initials into her back.
Crimson stained the white snow below her.
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She stared at the sparkling glass, inches from her face. She tried to move, but stopped. Glass cut into her stomach through the black, long-sleeved shirt. She closed her eyes as blood pooled around her, creating the strangest feeling of déjà vu.
Her eyes looked up to Beyond's horrified red ones. At seventeen, he now realized how much pain he had caused the young girl. He knelt down, sitting in L's usual crouch, watching her, waiting for L and Watari to finally make it to the door. They came so slow.
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Matt reached B before Mello did, him slowing down to slip on some jeans before going outside. Matt didn't give a damn. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him in a t-shirt and boxers before.
Beyond grinned cruelly at Matt, tossing the carefully cleaned blade to the ground. No fingerprints. There never was.
Mello rushed out, reaching the scene seconds later. He stopped, horrified by the scene of B lying in her own blood. He looked at Beyond, before looking back to B. His eyes radiated disappointment and anger. Then, Mello spoke to her in German, "Don't play life like it's a game."
He chased after Beyond right after saying that, leaving the humiliated B with Matt, unconscious from the fall, her head hitting the ground.
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Beyond looked up. Seeing L and Watari at the door, and not too well hidden B in the foyer, he left.
B looked up, her tears no longer flowing. She stared at L, without him noticing her. He looked exhausted. Her gaze flipped to Watari's fatherly expression. He stared right at her.
L, noticing Watari's pause, looked to where he had been looking. They quickly made their way over. B closed her eyes in shame, letting unconsciousness take over.
The last thing she saw was Matt's face, watching her from the stairs.
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I could have sworn that I uploaded this two days ago. I swear, I did, but it isn't showing up. So I'll just do it now.