Me: Mello... I had no idea you were a cake addict...

Mello: This is caramel mud cake. If there's no chocolate, I don't eat!

Me: Finally someone like me! I refuse to eat cake if I cannot taste any chocolate!

Mello: Nice!

Me: Can I blow up the cheesecake factory?

Mello: Disclaimer?

Me: I, BBs Evil Little Sister, do not own Death Note! Now can I?!

Mello: Knock yourself out! *gives explosives*

"As far as I know, your families descend from Russia and Edinburgh," Roger said, pulling out a file. I opened it. It read:

Mother: Mia Jeevas

Father: Unknown

Birthday: May 13th

Blood Type: AB-

Please take care of my daughter. I wish for her to for full an amazing life. –Mia

I knew my tears overflowed as I picked up a bracelet and a locket. As I opened the emerald encrusted locket I saw a picture of a woman with short red hair a slightly sad emerald eyes, and a note, saying: Stay safe, daughter! The bracelet was also sliver and littered with emeralds.

I fastened the locket around my neck and turned to my friends. "We're going to the computer suite."

I walked with meaning to the main computer suite, and orphans stared at me as I walked past. Some of them cheered, some backed away in fear, and some had no idea who I was. Suddenly there were two squeals.

"Mira!" said the voices and some twins ran up to me.

"Aqua, Terra, hey!" I greeted.

Terra and Aqua were twins, but the only things they had in common were blood and eye colour. Terra had dark chocolate hair and wore black and red, while Aqua had dirty blond hair and always wore purple and white. They also couldn't stand each other's guts. If they were grey nurse sharks, I'd bet on Aqua being eaten in the womb before they were born.

"Why are you here?" asked Aqua.

"I need to do some research," I told them.

"But you've been blocked from the computers since the firewall incident," Terra reminded.

"I'm a hacker. Oh, Tako, Nima, Raven, meet Terra and Aqua," I said, walking into the computer suite.

Opening up the login screen, I typed in a few pieces of nonsense, and then the 'Your-Password-Or-Username-Is-Incorrect' screen appeared. That's what I wanted. Opening up the help menu, I clicked on the third link whist holding down the 'fn' button. This let me in straight away.

I looked up and hacked that so I could see my whole family tree. I saw Mia Jeevas and someone called David Tomas. I clicked on Mia's link. This opened up her family tree and I looked around. I eventually found something interesting, her third cousin. Mail Jeevas. My dad.

Bored of looking at the Jeevas family, I went back and clicked on David's name. This was the Russian side Roger mentioned. Eventually, I came across a familiar name. Keehl. Snooping around this part of the family tree, I counted how far it was from him. His great-great-grandpa was a Keehl, so I followed that hint. There it was, Mihael Keehl. Distant relative.

Satisfied, I stood up to see that Terra and Raven were arguing with Aqua and Tako, while Nima just stood around, watching.

"Guys, we're going to Moscow," I said, walking out, "and Terra and Aqua are coming with us."

"We are?" they asked in sync.

"Russia or Wammy's House?"

"Russia."

The six of us walked back to Roger's office, whist a lot of bickering was gave me a head ache.

"Girls, why are the Effect twins here?" Roger asked.

"They're coming to Moscow with us," I said divisively.

"No," he said, equally stern.

"Look, Roger, you're supposed to be raising the next L, for when Near goes... M.I.A, right? Well this is just field experience."

Roger thought about this for a while, then he nodded. "Alright, but I want word from Tia about their progress, and no unnecessary risks!"

We nodded, and the twins went to their rooms to pack.

Tia's PoV:

We waited outside for Aqua and Terra, but then another girl ran out with a suitcase.

"Avril! Why are you here?" Mira asked. I remembered Avril, alias April. She was one of Mira's closest friends, and always gave me hell.

Everyone at Wammy's had an alias, everyone but me. Mafia, April, Earth, and Water, they were the top four, in that order.

"I'm going with you," the black opal haired girl said, looking more serious than I had ever seen her, a flame brewing in her almost orange brown eyes.

"But-"

"I'm going weather you like it or not, Mafia!" Avril cut off. "I'm tired of this hell hole! I need adventure!"

Aqua and Terra ran out of the building, pulling their bags with them.

"Let's get this show on the road," Raven shouted, stepping into the car. We were lucky I had a large car.

By the time we had gotten to the airport, I had the biggest head ache ever. The twins agued, Mira snapped and attempted to pull both Nima and Tako's eyes out, and had to held back by Avril and Raven. I knew this was no holiday to the beautiful Moscow. It was a mission, but one can hope, right? Nope; not with this crew. Nothing was ever going to go to plan with these people... ok 'people' may have not been the best word; it's more like insane genii!

"Eight tickets to Moscow, Russia," Mira ordered at the desk.

"Do you have a parent or guardian with you, miss?" asked the desk person. I knew if Mira had any weapon at that moment, she would have pulled it out. Actually, she could have made anything there a weapon at a seconds notice.

I stepped up. "Yes, I'm the guardian for these girls."

"May I see your ID?"

I pulled out my ID card and showed it to the lady.

"Thank you," said the lady, passing eight tickets over the desk. She did all that work on the suitcases so that they got on the right plain. I looked at the tickets, first class. I had no idea when Mira asked for them, or got our names on said tickets, or how a thirteen year old girl got a hold of such money.

We passed though security without a hitch, which was a surprise, since we were travelling with Mira. We made it to gate fourteen after Avril and Raven looked around and decided to buy a hell load of food and books.

"Could all ticket holders for the 12:44 flight to Moscow, Russia, please go to gate fourteen and board. Thank you," said the over head voice.

We were on our way.

Me: Moscow, here we come!

Mello: Why Russia?

Me: Well, I have no idea if you're Russian, German, or whatever, so I chose Russia and Germany!

Mello: Why Germany?

Me: Because I'm a fifth generation German!

Mello: Review people...