"Yeah.. I figured you'd ask about that next." I smirked and cracked my knuckles, gaze shifting over from the floor to the doctor across from me. Sometimes, with certain events and people in my past, I find it hard to look people in the eye when I tell them. But if it was something I was proud of, such as this, then I certainly had no problem describing every last detail.

"I guess I should start from when the plan first went into action, during visiting hours.. An old friend payed me a visit."

Flashback

I drummed my fingers impatiently against the table with a sigh, knee shaking out of habit underneath the table and eyes wandering around the room. Where was he? This visit was too important for that certain friend of mine to miss. If he did.. Then there would be no hope of my escape. I really would spend a life sentence in that hellhole. I wanted out more than you could imagine. Wanted to escape one of LA's 'finest' prisons L stuck me in and be free to walk the streets and kill again.

I rested my chin in my hand and my elbow on the table, closing my eyes with another long sigh. I wasn't exactly tired.. Just drifting off in my own thoughts until X would show up.

And he did... Only a few minutes late, of course.

X was another student that attended Wammy's House along with A and I. His real name was Xavier, though I don't think I should give out his last name. He helped me out when I needed it, even though he expected a little favor in return, and it could really fuck things up if his last name was known. So I will leave it at that.

I felt movement in front of me and rose my head, eyes fluttering open and blinking a few times to focus my vision on the familiar face in front of me. He smiled slightly and nodded in greeting, "Hey." But I simply waved it off.

"Do you have it?" I got straight to the point, looking him up and down with a clearly expectant facial expression. "Yeah." X smirked slightly, glancing around before unfolding his hand. There on his palm rested two pills, guaranteed to make anyone's heartbeat slow down, to the point where they would appear dead. Just what I needed. X was in the medical field now, so it really wasn't difficult for him to obtain these pills.. And I guess I made an excellent choice cutting a deal with him.

I smirked in approval and smoothly took the pills into my own hand, crimson red eyes shining a bit as I looked down at my palm. These two simple pills, to me, they were the key to freedom. "Thanks." I grinned up at X, playing with them a bit between my fingers. "So, how long until they take effect?"

"Thirty minutes, more or less." X responded, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Good. Plenty of time." I sighed and raised my hand to my mouth, popping both of the tiny white pills into my mouth and swallowing them down. X watched in silence, waiting until I had lowered my hand before patting my arm. "Be careful." For once, the brunette had a serious look on his face. "Aren't I always?" I smirked, keeping up the usual attitude despite the fear that started to make itself known from X's words. If this didn't work… things were sure to only get worse.

I ended the visit earlier than usual this time, focusing only on making sure I returned to my prison cell within thirty minutes. I allowed the guard to snap handcuffs back onto my wrists before leading me down the hall, walking obediently into my cell and taking a seat on the plain white bed.

'Thirty minutes…'

I sighed to myself, hanging my head as I thought.

'I can do it…'

But for the next twenty-eight minutes, all I could think of was different scenarios of how the event would take place. Ones where my plan failed and I got an even worse punishment, ones where I was sent to execution, and even ones where I made it out alive. Needless to say, those were my favorites.

"One minute to go…" I sighed, standing up and stretching my legs. "Show time." I could already feel the pills taking effect, my vision going slightly blurred and my legs feeling akin to jello. I took a deep breath and prepared how a heart attack would sound in my mind, biting my bottom lip in concentration. Good thing crazy BB had to be given his own cell...

I inhaled sharply and let out an agonizing groan, clutching my chest and dropping to my knees. If it weren't for the pills, I might have burst out laughing and ruined my own plan. Prison guards rushed to my cell, already thinking Kira had struck again. I whimpered in pain and fell to my side, body shaking and squeezing my eyes shut. I panted heavily for a moment before slowly going still, forcing my muscles to relax and eyelids to stop their rapid fluttering.

After taking my pulse, a guard claimed loudly for all to hear that Beyond Birthday was dead. And said corpse fought the smirk that threatened to spread on his lips, breathing so slowly… so subtly… no one would see a thing.

I kept up the act excellently even as they set my limp body on the gurney, even allowing myself to fall into a light sleep for the purpose of passing time. I felt the cold air of outside hit my face as I was brought into the morgue, an excited and joyful fluttering feeling in my heart. I did it! The hard part was over. Now came the fun…

I waited until only one worker was in the room, where my supposedly dead body was being kept in, before slowly opening my eyes, groaning inwardly when I felt the pills were only just now wearing off. But I suppose that was a good thing, better later than sooner.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position, watching the mortuary worker turn and face me with an expression of pure shock and fear. But I simply laughed at this and swung my legs over the side, standing and looking the other up and down. My grin spread to Cheshire cat-like proportions, taking another intimidating step forward and focusing my vibrant red eyes on the worker's frightened blue hues.

I waved goodbye mockingly before darting forward, pinning him against the wall and snapping his neck in one swift motion. I chuckled and watched the lifeless body fall to the floor, a permanent look of fright on his face. "Meh. I would've preferred a knife, but I suppose that was the quicker method." I giggled as only a madman could, grabbing some clean mortuary scrubs to cover myself with before making my way out of the building.

I practically skipped outside and looked down both empty streets, a grin still playing on my lips as I started in the left direction. And why wouldn't I be so overyjoyed? My plan worked! Of course, I couldn't have done it without X's help.. And normally I might consider going back on our deal.. But the favor I owed him was something I had no trouble with doing, something that would actually make me happy. Killing off a few men he didn't necessarily like. Seemed easy enough.

"How do you want it done?" I once asked him.

"Be creative." He answered simply.

"I made it… X. It worked. I made it…" I spoke only to myself, laughing quietly and looking down at my feet as I walked. "Of course, I'll come find you, X. But for now… L." I spoke the letter with a voice of disgust, imagining the detective's face in my mind.

"I'm coming for you, L…"

Laughter echoed through the night.

Beyond Birthday was back.

End of Flashback

Just thinking of this made my eyes light up, smirking deviously and chuckling to myself. "What a rush I got escaping prison that day.. If I could go back and do it again, I most certainly would."

Dr. Phillip sighed and nodded his head. He could never understand. Not like a true murderer could. Someone who is familiar with and craves that rush they get from killing.. That is someone I'd much prefer to associate myself with.

"I see.. So what about these men this 'X' asked you to kill? Did you do it?"

"Yep. There were three of them. The first one I took down silently by covering his mouth and nose with a rag soaked in chloroform. He fell unconscious instantly, and after that, I slit his neck and allowed him to bleed to death while I handled the other two. The first five people I killed since escaping prison were that first mortuary worker, a young girl out on the streets at the wrong time, and those three men. I only remember one of their names though; David. Normally people wouldn't remember any of their names if they saw hundreds of names a day like I do.. But.. I have an excellent memory as well. One of the very few things L complimented me on."

"Okay.." Dr. Phillip nodded, writing out a quick sentence or two on his clipboard. "What happened between you and X after that?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Not really sure. Guess we just went our seperate ways. I do hope he's making a better life for himself now, though."

"He was from Wammy's House, right?" My doctor clarified, twirling his pen between two fingers absentmindedly. "And I take it you two weren't exactly friends as youngsters?"

"That's right. The only friend I had was Aiden, no one else. Everyone else either avoided me from the start, or I scared them off." I nodded, chewing on the inside of my bottom lip. "I could really go for some strawberry shortcake right now, doc."

"Not possible, BB.." A faint smile flickered on his lips, shaking his head and adjusting his glasses with a sigh. "Tell me about the other children. I understand first and last names are important to be kept as a secret, but.."

"Oh. Gladly."

Flashback

My mind sort of works similar to how a computer would. It's like my memories are a database in a computer, and I can remember almost everything I ever learned. Extraordinary smarts, I guess. A was like that too. And L.

I could go on and on about A. How he was the only person I ever met who was genuinely kind and had a big heart, beautiful on both the inside and out, and never failed to brighten up my day. He was smarter than I, the first in line successor for L, and absolutely hated being called Alternate, just as I with Backup.

He would always encourage me to do better in my classes, even help me with homework so I wouldn't slack off or fall behind in any classes. Sometimes I wouldn't really get things taught to us since I wasn't putting in all my effort.. But somehow, when A explained it to me, it made ten times more sense... After he scolded me for staring at him instead of the paper.

He had a real talent in the musical department too, as well as academics. Both of us learned to play the piano, but I was the one to teach him. I felt so happy that day he asked me to teach him how to play. Finally I was the one showing him something. He never knew how to play guitar, and I learned after the LABB cases. Oh, but he did know violin. Wish he taught me that.

If I started talking about A again, I'll never shut up.

B was me. Backup. Rue Ryuzaki. A, L, Watari and Roger were the only ones to know my birth name. A found out by accident, and the others were obviously going to find out. Though I don't think L really remembered..

Then there was C, or Cynthia. C was the first girl to stay at Wammy's House. We only talked a few times before, but she did try to be my friend. It isn't that I frightened her off, I just started annoying her after awhile. Either responding in a rude way whenever she'd try to start conversation or pulling her pigtails. She always wore two braided pigtails every day. I don't think I ever saw her without them. And she was the third best in class, after Aiden and I.

X, or Xavier, was another student, obviously. He wasn't exactly the best in his classes, but he wasn't the worst either. He was best at science and mathematics rather than anything else, and did always talk about becoming a doctor or scientist in the future. I don't think he mentioned this around Roger, Watari or L, though.. Since it was expected of us to strive to succeed L and become the world's greatest detective.

X, Y and Z were almost always together whenever you saw them. Y's real name was Oliver, and Z was Jacob. Much like how A and I were inseperable, I suppose it went the same with them. I would also like to know if they still are in touch, even though they're probably no longer in Wammy's.

There were a lot of kids at the institution, it'd be impossible to go through them all, even if I did remember.. Of course there were more later on when Mello and Near attended, but a decent amount during my time. More males than females. K and C were the first two females, the ones who stuck together mostly. Q was the one to go to if you ever needed help with anything electrical or having to do with computers. I actually believe he was the one to help Mail- I mean Matt, into the great hacker he is today. And both Matt and Q have helped me in the past. H, Henry, was a real dick. His lifespan was short too. Everytime I saw him I'd laugh because I knew he didn't have much time to live anyway.. Actually.. He might be dead right now.

Sometimes I do miss those good old days..

But then I snap myself out of it and carry on.

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Author's Note: If you have any suggestions on memories you might want to hear about, please review them. It'd help me out a lot. I hope you all are enjoying reading this fic as much as I'm enjoying writing it. :) -BB