Chapter 6: Enough

Kept the timeskip this time. I'm sorry I can't go into distinct detail about every day in BB and A's new life. Basically, it was a lot of arguments and bell-ringing (respectively). Spoiler warning for the last paragraph.

I'm sorry this one took so long. We had a bad storm and a tree fell down, knocking the electrical wires to the ground. Not only was a major road blocked, but my entire neighborhood was out of power. I don't have the chapters on a USB (I refrain from using the word "backup" for BB's sake), so it was only on a computer I couldn't use. I am currently running on a generator, so the next one may take a while.

This chapter is dedicated to all those affected by Hurricane Irene. My heart goes out to all of you. I hope everything is well again soon.

Beyond Birthday pounded on the door to the director's office.

"Come in Backup!" the director called. He'd come in here so many times that the director would be surprised if it was someone else.

The black-haired boy stepped in. When he first met Cat, BB had looked semi-normal. His eyes were red (he couldn't change that), but he was less pale (BB looked almost as pale as Near now), and his hair was in a neat bowl cut (it was now spiked out all over the place. When C came, BB was on the edge of insanity. At that time, he was virtually completely off the cliff.)

"At this rate, I think you know what I've come in here for," he said, not even looking at him.

It had been six years since Cat had moved into Wammy's, though to Beyond, it had felt like six hundred years.

The director sighed.

"No matter how much you beg and plead you are not getting a new roommate. Not until the one you have dies, runs away, or moves out."

"You shouldn't have put me with her in the first place! There are plenty of other rooms."

"You shouldn't have let A escape!"

That hit home. Beyond Birthday could no longer stand it. B's claws were coming out and he was not a nice kitty.

"You know what? I've had it up to here with this asylum." B put a hand two inches above the top of his head. "I see why A ran away. I can hardly stand being here for three years. I have no idea how he could stand it! I've had enough of Cat, enough of becoming L, and enough of you! Why is it we're supposed to become someone we've never met! I only met him once because you were too cheap to buy a polygraph! I feel like you almost are setting me up for failure! Is that what you want! Is failing the one thing I know my punishment for giving a boy his much-needed freedom!"

Beyond waited for the directors response with his head hung low.

The director buried his head in his hands.

"Those are strong words, Backup-"

B interrupted him. His head popped up and he narrowed his eyes into a demonic red-eyed glare.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me 'Backup!'" Beyond's voice was on crescendo. "You are a sorry excuse for a caretaker. You don't listen to me; you don't help me work out my problems. You're lying in wait for me to fail! You just do whatever you think will make my life more miserable than it already is, don't you! You know you do! The one good thing you've done for me all these years is give me basic human needs. I don't need you, you know. I don't need to become L. I don't need this place to become great. What I do need is some time away from people who only hear themselves, you, Cat, and everyone else! The only one who ever listened to me was A and now he's gone and you know who we can blame for that? You. You are the one responsible for killing my best friend! You and L! You searched everywhere from here to London and never found him. He's dead and you know it! Damn you, damn L, damn Cat, I'll see you all in hell!"

Beyond Birthday stormed out, slamming the door before the director could get a word in. The worst part is everything he said was true, down to the last detail. B was designed to fail. The madness lying deep inside L's original successors was about to be released. In the end, A would manage to get revenge and kill L, but now he was just a cute, innocent little twelve-year-old. How long would the insanity stay dormant? Five years. At the age of seventeen, Light would change the world and almost become god before dying a violent, bloody death.