Teasha: Ok everyone, this is the moment you've all been waiting for!

Kelsier: Really? I get to be freed and go back to heaven?

Teasha: Not that. I'm finally formally introducing L!

Kelsier: Oh. Who's that?

Teasha: You don't even deserve to do the disclaimer this time.

Kelsier: YES!

Teasha: But do it anyways.

Kelsier: I knew it. Alright, Teasha-san does not own Mistborn or Death Note.

Near the albino looked over at Zara and smiled. She had fallen asleep while reading the allomancy books from the bookshelf, and was now buried in a pile of 7 or more books. Plus, there was another pile of books next to her—ten or so—that looked as if they were intended to be read. How late did she stay up last night, reading and analyzing those books? How many books had she found and read, only to find nothing. Near would know there was nothing on them, because he had looked himself, a while ago.

He stepped forward to wake her, but then thought it might be best to let her sleep. After all, if he woke her now she would most likely go back to reading even more. She needed to sleep, and stop pushing herself for a bit.

"Wow, what was she doing last night?" asked Light, coming up from behind Near. He stepped forward as if to wake Zara.

"Don't wake her up," Near objected. Light stopped, his hand inches from her shoulder. "She was reading books on allomancy all last night."

"Why?" asked Light. "Isn't she already an allomancer?"

Near nodded. "Yes, but apparently she found some words that confused her in one of the books. She was trying to determine their meaning."

"What words?" asked Light.

"Atium, malatium, and feruchemy," answered Near.

Light stood up and started walking away from Zara. "I've never heard of those before," he said with confusion.

"I'm not surprised." Near got up and followed Light. "Today was the day L was supposed to come, right?"

"Right," agreed Light. "He wanted to show us something."

Near looked back at Zara. "We should probably take her."

"You think so?" asked Light. Near nodded. "L's not going to be happy."

"Well, he said it was something that all mistborn should know about," said Near defensively. "Plus, we can't leave her here alone. They would be suspicious."

"She's got Misa," Light said.

"Misa is hardly important enough to even be here," said Near. "She could escape and they wouldn't even care. They only took her because she was with you."

"But some of the things L likes to show us can be… dangerous," Light argued, trying to find the right words.

"I'm sure she'll be fine," said Near offhandedly. "After all, she is mistborn. Plus, she's wearing black," he pointed out. Light looked at her, for the first time noting the black dress she wore. How was she already wearing that? Wasn't she a newbie? The mistborn captured by inquisitors had a code of dress, which was represented by what colors they wore. The colors indicated how skilled they were with allomancy, or how smart they were. Usually both. The lowest level was brown (which was where Misa was), then green, blue, black, and finally, white. Near was the only one in the facility, out of all the adults and kids, that wore white. Although if L was ever captured, he would wear white, too.

Matt entered the room from his door, making soft pit-pats on the floor. Mello followed soon after. "When is L coming?" asked Mello, irritated.

"We've been waiting for almost two hours," Matt complained. "Is he coming or not?"

"Shhh," Near whispered as he pointed to Zara, asleep. "He should be coming soon. He said two o' clock, right?"

"Why is Zara asleep in a pile of books?" asked Mello.

"Research," answered Light. "And it's two o' clock now."

"It's not my fault that he's always late," said Near defensively. "Talk to L when he gets here."

"When who gets here?" a soft voice asked. Everyone whirled around to see Zara sitting up under her books, yawing. "Is it the inquisitors?"

"No, um…" Light started.

Mello grabbed Light and Near and turned them so that they were in a circle with him and Matt. "What are we going to do about her?" he asked, in a whisper.

"I thought we'd just bring her," answered Near.

"We can't do that," Argued Matt.

"Why not?" asked Light, coming to Near's aid. "We've taken Misa before."

"But Misa's had more experience," said Mello. "Plus, L said today was supposed to be especially dangerous. He wouldn't be happy if we brought along some newbie with us."

"She's wearing black," pointed out Near. "Plus, L said that all mistborn should know about this one."

"I said no!" shouted Mello.

"I do not agree, Mr. Mello," said Zara. Everyone turned to look at her, mouth open wide. "What? You guys were speaking pretty loudly. Just because we don't have any metal here doesn't mean that I couldn't hear you."

"Oh, Near-chan!" another voice called from the window.

"Oh great, he's here already," said Near. Light could easily identify the mental facepalm.

"I can hear you," the voice called again as Near walked towards the window. "Or did you forget that I actually have metal?"

Near opened the window to reveal a figure with messy black hair and large eyes, sitting on the windowsill in a crouch position.

"Beyond…?" asked Zara, confused. The man looked exactly like him, even down to the—wait, no. This man had different colored eyes. His eyes were large and black, with dark circles under them instead of red eyes. Then she remembered what Beyond had told her. That there was a man out there who looked exactly like him, save for the eyes. That this man was mistborn. That he was being hunted and was not captured by the inquisitors. That his name was L. "Wait, no… L?" she corrected herself.

The man looked at her, cocking his head to the side. "So Beyond is still alive, huh?" he said to her. "But how did you know my name…?"

"Wait, who's still alive?" asked Mello.

"I'll explain later," said L, quickly.

"But how did you know who he was?" Near asked Zara.

"Beyond told me that there was someone out there who looked like him, save for the eyes," she explained. "He told me that he—you—" she pointed to the L. "—were mistborn, and that you were still being hunted by the inquisitors because they couldn't catch you. He said you were the reason they were hunting him."

L stared at the girl, Zara. "You must be a lot smarter than you seem to be wearing black," he pointed out. "But that's not completely true."

"Huh?" she asked.

"So I guess she's coming with us, then?" assumed L.

"Absolutely not!" shouted Mello. "It's far too dangerous for a newbie."

"I'm sure it's not all that bad," L insisted, unworried. "And besides, all of you will be there to protect her, right? Plus, I brought some metal for you."

"How did you bring metal here?" asked Zara.

"Well, when you're as experienced as I am, you tend to learn all sorts of techniques in sneaking and smuggling," he said. "Plus, they don't even know I'm here, so I've got a bonus."

"I see…" she trailed off. "So am I really coming?"

"Only if you want to," L responded.

She nodded. "I'd love to get out of here for a bit," she agreed. "But I do have a question for you."

"Yes?"

"Do you know what atium, malatium or feruchemy are?"

So does he? Or does he not? You're lucky I update quickly cuz if I didn't you'd all be in for a long, terrible wait.