Kara
Although I think that Beyond has lost his mind, I understand what he said to me. It is far better for Alodia to die quickly than suffer, but I think back to that night that Rebecca died and I push the thought aside. I cannot let B kill her. I don't think he'd forgive himself. A few days ago I took the notebook from its hiding place under the floorboards in Beyond's bedroom and left through the wall, drifting high over the town trying to find the right place, but it proved harder than I thought. But now, after two days of none stop searching I get to a secluded road sheltered by trees. I follow it along until I come to a tall black fence surrounding a large building hidden by vast expanses of woodland all around.
I land by the front door of the house and read a sign that says "Wammy's House" This is definitely the right place. I move through the walls and begin to scan the names and faces of everyone I see. I move through many rooms before I find the right person. He is sitting in a bedroom staring out of the window with his face frozen in a look of sadness. I feel a pang of sympathy as I observe that his lifespan is only six years maximum, but I push the negative thought aside and get back to the plan at hand.
Making sure there is no one else in the room, I drop the Death note to the floor and purposely knock a chair to make the boy turn around. His jade eyes glisten with confusion as he walks over to notebook. He flicks away a strand of mousy brown hair from his face as he picks up the notebook and reads the cover. He jumps backwards when he sees me and goes to scream. I quickly put a hand over his mouth as gently as I can so as not to scare him anymore.
"It's okay Alejandro. Im Kara, and im a friend of B's. Don't scream okay?" I ask slowly. A nods his head slightly and I move my hand from his mouth. He looks at me and stutters.
"W…What are you?"
"I am a Shinigami, or a god of death. But I don't want to hurt you. Beyond and Alodia need you, so I need you to come with me. Understand?" A nods his head slowly.
"Okay. What do I have to do?"
"You need to go to the police and get the basement key from Beyond's father. Then you need to get B out of there before he completely loses it." I reply calmly, but I can see A's composure going again.
"They're in the basement? I thought they'd run away. And what do you mean 'before he completely loses it'?" A asks, already leaving the room, tucking the death note into a rucksack and swinging it onto his back.
"I think his numerous head injuries and emotional abuse have caused him to develop some mental illnesses, including schizophrenia, it would seem. He keeps seeing horrific visions and hearing voices. He has threatened to kill Alodia if they aren't freed soon to save her from a slower death." I reply monotonously.
"Oh…" A breathes simply.
He runs from the house and out of the gates really fast, faster than you would think he could run by looking at him. Just comes to show how much he cares for B. I smile to myself a little. I wish Shinigami were able to have friendships like this, but Shinigami are assholes, so it doesn't work. I fly faster to keep up, and eventually we're back in town. A makes his way to the police station instantly, and storms up to the front desk quickly. He explains that he believes B and Alodia may be in the basement of their house, but he doesn't mention me. For good reason, they would all think he's insane.
It doesn't take too long for the police and A to arrive at the house with the key. As soon as we step, or in my case fly inside the door, we are greeted by the faint sound of sobbing coming from the basement. A takes the key from the police officer and runs to the basement door, unlocking it with shaking hands. As soon as it's unlocked he pulls the door open and steps into the dark abyss that is the basement. I follow behind him, slightly concerned about what we would find. After all, I left two days ago as it took me so long to find A. A police officer shines a torch into the room as their eyes hadn't adjusted to the light yet.
In the corner of the room lay Alodia, clinging to B weakly. I think she is dead until I see her numbers are still there, and I relax a little. B is staring at the opposite wall, not responding to the torch light on him, or the concerned voices of the police. Instead he is mumbling under his breath. He only responds when A walks over to him and puts a hand on his shoulder.
"A?" B mumbles in disbelief. A smiles and nods.
"Yeah, we found you mate. Your both safe now. Come on." A reply's, trying to ignore how skinny and unwell both of the raven haired children look. B looks down at his sleeping sister and shakes his head.
"Im not so sure about that. I don't think she can walk, she's too weak…" A cuts him off calmly.
"It's ok, I can carry her. You're too weak too." He puts an arm under her legs and the other across her back, carrying her bridal style. He puts Alodia's arms around his neck and helps B up with one hand. B stumbles weakly once on his feet but I dart forward and catch him with a ghostly arm. He glances at me and smiles.
"Im okay, I can walk." B says to the police, obviously lying, but with me supporting him it doesn't matter. Only Alejandro and Beyond can see me, so it looks like B is just limping. A takes the lead, carrying Alodia from the basement and laying her on the sofa in the living room. Everyone else follows shortly after. An ambulance arrives to take them away. But as I look on at the scene, I see B's solemn expression as he climbs into the ambulance with Alodia, and I check her lifespan again. It is still only a few days.
B gives me a strange look as the ambulance moves, or perhaps he is looking behind me. I turn around to see, but as usual, there is nothing there.
"It's your imagination B. Nothing's there." I assert firmly. B's eyes meet mine, I see something flash through them, insanity maybe? I can't tell. He breaks eye contact and looks back to his sister as she stirs and wakes up.
"Where are we?" she asks feebly.
"An ambulance. Kara found A and bought him to us. But…" B falters.
"What? What is it?" she demands worriedly. B struggles for words.
"it's…your lifespan."