Well…I don't know how many of you will understand this. I am simply replying to a review.
This is to Magicus Lilium: Alors, j'ai eu un commentaire de quelqu'un français! C'est trop cool ça. Si tu veux laisser vos commentaire en français je vais les comprendre (et je veux vraiment voir un commentaire en français. Mais pas si vous ne voulez pas le faire.)Je parle couramment le français.
Ah, yes, I am a freshman in AP French. Well, on with the story.
Disclaimer: don't own anything…unfortunately. .
The car ride was long and Harry kept fighting sleep the whole way. He didn't trust Watari enough to sleep in his presence. Harry had trouble trusting all old grandfatherly types, but he also didn't want to revisit his nightmares that plagued him. Even just thinking about them made Harry shiver, which made Watari, who was looking at him through the mirror, turn the heat up. Harry's dream consisted of all his friends that had died. He simply watched them die over and over again. Each night it was only one or two of the deaths but even after watching the people die several times, it still woke him up screaming. Something touched Harry's shoulder and he flinched. He looked up to see that the car had stopped outside a warehouse.
"We are here," Watari said. Harry looked up at the man and nodded. He felt annoyed by the look of pity in Watari's eyes. Did Watari think he was abused because he flinched at his touch and was found outside by himself? Harry smirked. Of course Watari would think that, even when repeated in Harry's head it made him think of a child running away from an abusive home.
"I don't need your pity," Harry said sharply. "Just so you know, I was not abused and I was outside on my own free will. You can pity all you want but that won't change anything, except make me annoyed."
"But you flinched-" Watari started.
"I was merely lost in thought," Harry replied. "I have many things to think about."
"Very well then, please come with me." Watari began to walk into the warehouse and Harry followed. He wondered why Watari wasn't questioning the fact that he was not acting his age at all. Once Harry entered the warehouse, he glanced around and saw only shadows. Then he looked around again due to the fact he doubted Watari would bring him someplace empty. He saw a faint glow in the corner. He knew this wasn't normal behavior, even for muggles. Was this a trap? Harry tensed suddenly as Watari opened his mouth to speak.
"Do you see it?" He asked. Harry blinked in confusion, he was not expecting this.
"I see a glow coming from that corner. It's probably the man you were talking to over the phone when you found me." Then it clicked. "This is a test isn't it? A test to see if I fit whatever requirements you've laid out." Before he could say any more, the voice he heard on the telephone answered him.
"Yes, we simply wanted to see if you analyzed under the obvious and if you have the ability to see what most would look over." Harry frowned. This test was too easy. Nearly anyone could figure this one out. Still, the Voice had said he should be here.
"I don't like tests done on me without my knowledge."
"I suppose I could tell you next time," the voice said softly. Harry narrowed his eyes. The atmosphere did not fit the events. This man was going much too soft on him. Harry could tell due to the fact they were in a secluded warehouse that had no living thing for about a mile radius. These people couldn't just accept him this quickly. Harry heard a shuffling noise and looked up. He saw a man with messy black hair, and dark eyes with bags under them. He wore a white long sleeve t-shirt, blue jeans, and was barefoot. Since Harry felt as though something was not right with these two men since they were two quick to accept him, Harry took a deep breath, stared right into the man's eyes and whispered,
"Legillimens." To Harry's surprise it worked and unlike when he used a wand, he could feel his magic pulsing inside him as he plunged into the man's mind. He was met with cloudy thoughts that were filled with whispers from the Voice. These whispers told the man, L Lawliet, or just L to the world as Harry found out, to accept him and not question his unchild-like behavior. Like Harry had thought previously, L would not have accepted Harry so easily had the Voice not been manipulating his thoughts. Harry left L's mind in disgust. He hated it when someone manipulated someone else. Harry then preformed Legillimacy on Watari, or as Harry found out Quillish Wammy. He found the same cloudy thoughts filled with whispers. It appeared that these whispers were what persuaded Watari to bring Harry to L in the first place. He would have brought him someplace different had he never heard the Voice. Harry left his mind feeling sick. As much as he wanted to find someplace to fit it, he wanted to do it on his own merit, not have something manipulate the acceptance for him.
'Get out of their heads,' Harry thought firmly. 'Get out, NOW!'
'Now, now, child, if I do that they would lock you up until you proved you were innocent of whatever they accuse you of. They won't like the fact that you are here. Without me, you won't ever fit into this world.'
'Yeah right, I want to find acceptance on my own terms.'
'You will regret this, child, you will regret this.'
"I want you to leave.'
'Very well, however I will be doing everything I can to bring about your demise.' The voice faded and Harry felt the atmosphere in the warehouse lift. He looked over to the two other occupants in the room. They were shaking their heads in confusion.
"Watari, do you know what just happened?" L asked.
"No, I do not," Watari answered worriedly. They both turned to Harry.
"He must have done something," L said dangerously. "It will not do to have someone know where I am." L walked up to Harry. "Why are you here?"
"I don't know. I was asked to come here by Watari."
"Hmm, is that so?" L's calm voice made Harry feel uneasy. "We will have to move locations and keep you close since you already know too much to leave on your own. You might tell someone." L motioned to Watari and Watari walked over to Harry and pressed something up to his face. Harry didn't know what it was but he immediately fell unconscious.
When Harry awoke, he found himself in another warehouse similar to the one before but it had different colored walls. He looked over and saw that L watching his computer, wherever he found places to plug it in, Harry didn't know. From the voices coming from the computer, Harry could tell that these were policemen, who were being given the choice to stay and help with the case, or leave and stay out of danger. He finally heard someone; he assumed it was the chief, say that there were only seven people left. He stood up and walked over to L.
"Umm, excuse me sir, but where exactly am I?" L typed some things into the computer and turned to him.
"I will not tell you where you are. I don't know how you were able to manipulate our minds like that and I would like to find out. Although the possibilities are slim, seeing as you're so young, there is a slight possibility that you are Kira."
"Ummm, I don't know who Kira even is." Harry said, confused. "I don't know much of what's going on right now." L just stared at him and though analyzing him.
"You've never heard of Kira?" Harry shook his head. "Interesting. He is a mass murderer who kills criminals. He can kill with only a name and a face. Speaking of which, what is your name?"
"I don't remember."
"We'll call you Raven. How's that?"
"That's fine. Why is it so bad that Kira's killing criminals?"
"It's the fact that he's killing anybody really. His weapon is extremely dangerous and we recently found out that he will kill anyone who tries to stop him. He killed twelve FBI agents just last week."
"I don't care much for criminals but I am against anyone who kills innocents. Kira's just like the man who killed my parents. Killing because he thinks the world is better off without his victims and killing people that even he thinks are worthy simply because they are against him."
"You are unlike any children I have had the chance to speak with. You seem nearly adult." Harry smiled. "Care to explain why?"
"No, not really. Maybe later." Harry laughed and L just looked annoyed.
"Well, we are moving going to be moving into a hotel because I am planning to meet some policemen to discuss the Kira case."
"I guess I'm coming with you?"
"Yes, do you know who I am?"
"I know your name but that's about it."
"I don't recall giving you my name."
"I know, I'll tell you later how I got it but I know you are only called L by the world. Why is that?"
"I am the world's best detective. No one knows my true identity except for Watari. Are you saying that you know my full name?" Harry nodded and seeing the slight alarm in L's eyes he quickly said,
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I have no one to tell even if I wanted to." L still looked slightly wary.
"We are leaving now come." Harry looked at where the computer had been set up. It would seem that Watari had been putting things away while they talked.
Soon they were at a nice hotel. Harry had gotten over his tiredness after eating some of L's candy (something Harry had to do very sneakily since L didn't seem to want to share it). It was about 12:30am when Harry heard the first policeman to arrive knock at the door.
I'm so glad its winter break. I'll be able to update more often too since there's no school. YAY! Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukah!