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Chapter 1: So Alone

I Knew You Were Trouble
I was in your sights, you got me alone. You found me, you found me; you found me, me, me.
I guess you didn't care and I guess I liked that. And when I fell hard, you took a step back. Without me, without me; without me, me, me
And he's long gone when he's next to me and I realized the blame is on me.
Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in so shame on me now.
That put me two places I've never been. Till you put me down.
Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in so shame on me now.
That put me two places I've never been.
Now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground. Oh! Oh. Trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh! Oh. Trouble, trouble, trouble
No apologizes, he'll never see you cry.
Pretends he doesn't know that he's the reason why you're drowning, drowning, drowning.

I walked along the halls of Wammy's orphanage. Roger said he needed to see me and I wasn't about to disobey. But I would tick him off slightly by arriving 10 minutes later than normal. He really got on my nerves sometimes.

I opened the door, stepping into the familiar office. "You called?" I said in a monotonous voice.
"Yes about 20 minutes ago," Roger said, voice sounding strained as if he was holding back from getting angry,
"Actually it was 12 minutes and 7.23 seconds," I said, looking at the clock on his wall.
"L, please not today..." Roger sighed, rubbing his temples. "We have guests."

I looked over, just noticing the two sitting in the corner of the room. One was a small little boy with brown hair that framed his face in a cute, curly way. He was wearing a long baggy sweatshirt and had his legs pulled up to his chest. He looked like he was about ready to start crying.

The other was the complete opposite. I could see the arrogance just flooding off of him. He wore a black long sleeved shirt with black jeans. I could see small metal chains hanging off the belt loops and I mutely wondered why they were there...along with a pair of handcuffs connected to his belt loops. I guess he liked accessories.

The most shocking part was his face. He had the same kind of eyes as me and he even had black hair that looked like mine! Except his was more framing his face in an adorable but still very dangerous looking way.

I decided I liked this one better than the first.

"So?" I said boredly, looking at Roger again. "Guests come and go all the time."
"Yes but these are different guests, in fact, they will be living here from now on."
"Soooooo?" I drawled, wanting him to get on with the point.
"They will be next in line after you. Consider them your successors," the middle aged man said, a slight smile curling his lips.
"Aren't I still a bit young to be needing a successor?" I questioned, a bit curious. "I've still got a few lives left in me."
"But in the case that you do die an early death, one of these two will be succeeding you. The one that is higher in your favor yet still scores high marks on the tests, will be your first in line successor," Roger explained, sounding as if he was at the edge of his long leash of patience.

I looked at the two of them. The one that sort of looked like me was watching me with a small smirk on his face while the shy one was avoiding my eyes.

I heard Roger get up and he moved so he was standing behind the two. "This is Adam. He will be under the alias of Avey," he said, gently clasping the shoulder of the trembling brunette. "And this is Beyond Birthday-"
"Kind of a strange name, don'tcha think?" I interrupted.
"Well I picked the name for myself," 'Beyond Birthday' said, smirking even wider. He stood up, shrugging off the hand Roger had placed on his shoulder. He walked over in a fashion that was not unlike my own.

I found myself backing up slightly as if he was a hungry cat...and I was the mouse. Wait! I'm never one to be cornered! So what am I doing? I thought to myself then stopped backing up, planting my feet firm.

He seemed a bit surprised by this action but it didn't remain for long. "So this is the great L," he said, almost in a sneering tone.

Anger flashed through me and I jerked my head up, glaring at him. "Yes, it is," I almost snarled, trying to keep my voice level.

He took another step forward, closing the distance between us with that simple step. I licked my dry lips, slightly nervous when I realized that he was taller than me...but only by like a few inches.

"Good, then I hope you'll be around for a while. I don't wanna replace you that quickly. I kinda like you and your attitude."

When he said that, I felt my heart give a tiny jump as if I had been looking for his praise the whole time. It was really strange.

"And you can call me B, BB, or Beyond," he continued, "but only you can call me Beyond."
"Alright then, Beyond," I said, stepping away from him as if I wasn't intimidated anymore. "Go ahead and make yourself at home, you too, Avey," I added, looking at the brunette who gave me a small smile and quickly scurried out of the office with Roger tailing behind him, telling him all the benefits of being at Wammy's (as if there were any.)

I was about to follow, stepping up to the doorframe when an arm came out of nowhere, hand punching into the frame on the other side. It was meant to block me from going any further but brain still reacted as if it had been intended to hit me, tensing up and glaring at the smirking face of the owner.

Beyond looked at me, seeming to not mind my glare. He bent his head down so it was level with my ear. "Don't think you can always get away that easy. I won't let you go. Ever," he hissed into my ear, breath hot. He nipped my earlobe, making me shudder slightly before he stepped back, pulling his hand away from the doorframe.

I looked at him for a moment, trying to decipher what he might have meant by that statement. But then a slap to my back made me stumble forward and almost meet the ground face-to-hard, ouch, flooring.
"Well lets get going then, ya slowpoke. I was just teasing," Beyond said with a big smile on his face, full of amusement which was totally unlike the sneering smirk from before.

I glared at him again and straightened up slightly, still hunched over a bit. I started down the hall again, mentally sighing. This was going to be a loooong life if he was my successor.

But then again...the pounding of my heart was something I had never felt before and the warmth that had flooded to my cheeks as I walked on, him tailing behind me, was something totally abnormal to me. I didn't feel so alone anymore now.