Chapter 11. Yay!

BB, L, and Tielwal make their plans for the attack on The Agency.

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11 - Strike

"Are you serious?!"

"Unfortunately..." L looked over the men standing before him. Near was emotionlessly taking in every word he said, as usual. Mikami was mildly concerned, as usual. Light was clearly distressed and was overreacting, as usual. He thought about his next sentence.

"Would he really do something so stupid?"

The question came from Near. "Ramsey has been spying on him for months. She saw the preparations herself."

"But they're only preparations...?"

"I wish they were, Teru... But Ramsey just reported that BB is going to attack us at midnight."

"Damn it! What are we going to do?!"

L smiled. "That's what you three are for."

Silence.

"You three will think of a plan to eliminate this threat once and for all."

"You mean kill him?"

"Yes. BB must be eliminated."

"How?!"

"That's for you three to decide. Now, I am about to evacuate The Agency. You three are to stay and plan. You are then to put your plan into action 5 minutes to midnight."

"I thought he was attacking then!"

"No. He is leaving then. He probably won't arrive for hours afterwards."

"Then, why?!"

"Better safe than sorry... Now, he has 500 men at his disposal. Think about that. And, Light...?"

"Yeah?"

"If you need to,... use the notebook. His name is Beyond Birthday." L left them alone in his office.

Does he know what it does? Did you use it too, L? Light stared at the door.

A voice came on over the P.A. System.

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"Ok. You have all been summoned here to receive your next orders."

"Ugh... We know that... Could we hurry this up? I only got 14 hours of sleep last night... I'm tired..."

"Yeah. I mean the sleep thing is weird, but get on with the assignments already."

"Alright. Alright. Ok. Uret Imakim, Ollem, and Thgil Imagay. You three will join me, Airam, Raen, and DY in the field. The rest of you will wait here for further orders."

"That's bull!"

"Relax! You'll all get some action soon enough. But we're doing it this way because too many of us will attract attention. Let's go!"

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They were alone in The Agency. L had evacuated it hours ago. They only had twenty minutes until they had to put their plan into action. Only, they didn't have one yet.

"OK, OK. What about... No that's stupid..."

"Light. Mikami. I've got it."

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A man was leaning against the door. He'd been there since L evacuated the building. He was ecstatic. It wasn't what he was currently doing... That was dull as hell. They'd done nothing but bicker for hours. No. It was that he was finally in action. He leaned closer to the door. The plan's success rested on his shoulders. He must foil their plan...

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"OK... So you want to use the notebook?"

"Is there a problem?"

"It feels-"

"Think about it. It's the only way."

"Thanks Mikami..."

"Yes, thank you Mikami. Now where is it?"

"It's in my desk. I'll ge-"

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The man tore himself away from the door. He raced silently to Light's room. Tielwal made sure he knew the layout of The Agency inside and out before sending him on the mission. He went to the first room on the right on the fourth floor.

The door creaked slightly.

The man surveyed the room, briefly, before finding the desk. He walked up to it and was about to open it.

Wait... It could be booby-trapped.

He surveyed every inch of the desk. Nothing.

He pulled the drawer out. Nothing.

He ran his fingers along the underside of the drawer. Not- Ah... Heh. Childish trick.

He looked at the top of the desk. He reached for the ball-point pen, noting it's position in it's container. He took it apart and held the ink cartridge up to the light. He looked at the underside of the drawer. Heh. Just as I thought. He took out the papers and put the ink cartridge in the small hole in the drawer's underside. The underside lifted up. The notebook of death was in there. The man took it out.

He opened the notebook and looked through it. "Heh. You weren't very curious... Were you, Light? Hm. I see two different sets of handwriting. Apparently L can't follow his own rules..."

He put the notebook on the bed. He took out an identical one from his pocket. He copied the two sets of handwriting. "Lucky for me... This would be impossible if either of you killed more people..."

He put the fake in the desk. He put the real one in his pocket. He put everything else back the way it was. He left through the window as Light opened the door.

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"Is everything ready?"

"Yes."

BB smiled. "Good."

Ever since hearing that plan, he vowed to end it. He thought of no other way but this. This was the only way.

The clock struck midnight.

"Let's go!"

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Next Time:

They arrived at The Agency slightly after one o'clock in the morning. He quickly issued the only orders he thought to give.

"Enter the building! Set the bombs on all possible exits! Don't let anyone escape! Kill anyone in there not affiliated with us! L is mine!"

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