Stone Children

A/N: Demon’s Sinner- “Mr. Hatter why are you so Mad?” “Because my lovely, The grass is green the sky is blue and trees grow up instead of down!”

A/N: Karaage- Yay! New characters come in… One of my favorites to write for! Also L is such a big sagging sack of Masochism. Translations at the bottom of the page, just match the number.


Ch. 12 We Are All Mad Here


A week had passed since A's death. Everything had settled down. The letters were deemed useless and new children were brought in. Instead of using letters or code names like "Alternate" "Backup", "Copy", or "Default" they were given new names all together.

L had taken to staying in his room and hardly came out when he was at Wammy's. He had just got back from finishing a case. The children were all excited about it.

The rules were changed for these new children so that they would not suffer the same fate as A. They were given a bit more freedom and the pressure was less but still competition was encouraged among them. One of the new students to be brought in was a pale child. He had lost his family to scarlet fever and almost his own life. His hair had fallen out but when he was better, it grew back white. When he arrived, he was called Near.

Beyond Birthday was in the attic. He had given L a week’s time before he would truly start to remind the other what he had done. He would make him pay.

Another child to be brought in was a red head with freckles and green eyes. He spoke English very well but with a sort of a thick Irish accent. He was a peculiar child and wore orange tinted goggles everywhere. He was named Matt.

A limo slowly drove up the driveway and parked. Beyond grinned as he watched the limo; slipping out of his dark hiding place and moving like a shadow to his goal with a manic grin on his lips.

Near was sitting in the infirmary getting his medicine when the redheaded boy was brought in. His eyes looked over as he moved his hand up to twist a lock of white hair. The redheaded boy was screaming his head off in a language that was clearly not English and kicking, biting, and hitting nurses trying to get away. He looked like he had been badly beaten.

The pale boy got off his bed and walked over to stare at the other boy. All the nurses sighed and took a step back. Near stood there unsure how to help.

The boy sat on the bed where the nurses had placed him, breathing hard and not looking up from the covers.

L got out of the limo and walked to the door slowly, his back hunched, his feet bare.

"Nach teagmháil liom..." (1) Near repeated. It was what he had heard the boy say many times to the nurses. He didn't know what it meant but it sounded like he was scared.

The boy looked up at him confused, raising an eyebrow. "Cén fáth go mbeadh mé teagmháil leat?"(2) He hissed. "Níl a fhios agam fiú a bhfuil tú ag fuck an!"(3)

"Cén fáth go mbeadh mé teagmháil leat?"(4) he repeated. "What does that mean?"

"Saoire aonar dom!!!" (5) He screamed. "Faigh amach ó dom!!"(6)
Near didn't move towards him. He simply stayed where he was as a voice from the door stated calmly. "Stoptar an ifreann suas. Níl aon duine ag dul chun teagmháil a fucking duit. Agus labhairt Béarla fucking eolas acu cheana féin is féidir leat," (7) said a taller boy with dark eyes and black hair. He walked away disappeared like a shadow. The boy looked at him, before he disappeared. He scrambled up and out trying to found the dark headed boy.

Near followed after him unsure as to what he had seen but when the two got to the hall way it was as if the boy had never been there. He just vanished. "Who was that?" Near asked looking around. The boy started to move down the hall searching for the boy, coming to a stop at the top of a grand suitcase. He looked down and saw a mob of children whispered and hanging over railings. The front door opened and a tall dark headed boy entered. HIM! THAT WAS HIM! The red head took off down the stairs. Near yelp and ran after him trying to keep up. It wasn't working out well since he had a very weak immune system.

Matt skidded to a stop right in front of an elderly man and the dark headed boy. "Cad a rinne tú i gceist le cad a dúirt tú thuas staighre sa chlinic?!"(8) He practically yelled at him. L froze and looked down at the boy. "Watari?" He said confused. He understood what the boy had asked him, but he had just got back home and had never seen this boy before.

"This is Matt," Watari said turning to the redheaded child. "I hope you are feeling better Matt. You look a little shaken."

Matt looked at Watari then back at L. "Do thoil, inis dom cad gceist agat!”(9) He said pleadingly. L looked at Watari. "What is he talking about?" He asked the elderly man.

"Matt, L has just arrived. He hasn't been to the infirmary."

Matt shook his head, his eyes wide. "He was fucking there! I saw him! He saw him too!" He pointed at Near. "Tell him!"

The smaller boy nodded his head looking up at L and Watari. "We... We saw you. You said something to him and then walked off."

"See! I’m not fucking stupid!" He yelled at L. L scoffed and pushed pass him. "I’m going to my room, Watari, I’m tired." He headed up the stairs.

When L entered his bedroom, the room was very dark as always. He walked over to the desk, turned on the lap, and then crouched down in front of the fireplace, starting the fire and poking it to get it going.

"Welcome home Lawliet," a honeyed voice purred from the couch. "Did you have a nice trip?" Beyond sat in the same crouch as L with his head twisted to the side so it looked as if it was almost upside down. L froze for a second before putting the iron poker back and turning around and literally jumped, falling completely on his ass. He sat there and looked at him. "Beyond?" He asked shocked.

He turned his head right side up and just grinned at him. "The one and only. Did you forget about me while off on holiday?"

He seemed to relax. "No, it’s just, you changed a lot." He said as he sat up. "I barely recognized you."

"Yes I guess I have changed haven't I. I'm not some little child trying to be the top of the class. I've got a new goal."

L nodded as he stood up and climbed onto the couch next to him. He stared at B then smirked. He reached out and fingered the short locks. "You cut your hair."

"I told you we looked alike. Now I'm you." He looked over at the other as he pulled down the collar of L's shirt and his own showing him the bite mark he now shared with him. "We are just the same. I'm L..."

"Imitation is the greatest form of flattery...” L muttered before he moved a bit closer. His hand moved from the boy's hair to his cheek.

The dark eyed boy turned his head and bit down on L's hand digging his teeth in until he tasted blood. His hands grabbed both of L's wrists as he pushed the older boy off forcing him down. The skin he held in his mouth ripped more as it was pulled out. Blood slide down the copy’s chin as he laughed.

L struggled violently a bit before a slight moan slipped from L's mouth, he bit down on his lip to keep it in, but he couldn’t control the way his body moved to B, the pain in his hand blinding.

His tongue moved out licking up the crimson fluid as he stood over L. "Tell me L what games you played with A?"

"I played video games once and he let me win. He even told me he did. After that I never played with him again." He said as he looked up at B.

"Oh no you misunderstood." He stalked over to the fire and took up the fire poker, sitting it under the coals to heat up. "I meant where you played tic tack toe on his back, hips, thighs, legs, arms. Every bit of him held your marks from your play time."

"What? What are you talking about?" L said as he sat up and watched B.

"DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!" Beyond picked up a teacup and threw it at L's head. "I saw his marks. I know you did horrible things to him. Now be honest or else I'll get upset." He took a breath and calmed himself.

"Do you really want to know?" He asked dodging the teacup. "He's was a masochist." He said simply, getting up and walking over to his desk. He crouched in his office chair and went to working on files.

"Like you?" Beyond purred. He took out the poker and began walking towards him. "How about I do it to you? Would you like me to burn you? Cut you? Treat you like you did him."

"He begged me. We were watching porn, we were 13. He begged me for it. It’s not like I did it out of the blue one day." He said as he looked at B, his eyes full of defiance.

"You know you've got everybody fooled, but not me. I know the truth of it all. A was such a sweet boy wanting to please you." He walked closer with the burning hot poker. "I'll do it to you since you like pain so much."

"Please me? How would being a masochist please me? Every time I did something, he would beg for more. Sex with him was interesting enough without that." He said turning around in the chair.

Beyond had had enough. He slammed the poker against the desk burning the wood. "A never had sex with anyone but me."

"We had sex when we were 13, it was right after A's birthday. It was once but still it was sex." L said looking at him confused.

Beyond's eyes held furry as he twisted the poker slamming the side of it against L's chest and knocking him to the ground. L landed on his ass. "Why are you so pissed? It was a long time ago. It didn’t mean anything. It was just experimentation. A never liked me the way he did you." L said as went to get up.

Beyond placed his foot on L's chest forcing him down onto his back. "That's all we are, isn't it? Just experiments for your own twisted amusement." He turned the poker so the red-hot end pointed at L's chest.

"No. The letters were Watari's experiments. I didn’t want anything to do with it. How would you feel if your father tried to clone you?!" He hissed. "A and me were experimenting with our sexuality."

"I'm not referring to those rejected letters. No they don't matter. What matters is L. Our goal was to become you. Well I've done it. I have become L." His eyes held no sanity as he moved the tip of the poker to L's shirt and began to burn the flesh underneath it. He just grinned and carved the letter L into the older boy's shoulder. "You know you deserve this. You deserve so much more than I can give you. All you are is the god of Stone children. You are an Ice Princess with NO HEART!" he pulled the poker away and pressed his bare foot down. Any more and he would break L's ribs.

The pain was almost unbearable. It would have made a normal person cry and scream. L hissed and squirmed, part of it feeling good, part of it hurting like fucking hell. Tears formed in his eyes and his breathing came in pants.

Beyond pulled the tool away and smirked as blood started to coat L's chest. "My how nicely you bleed... Red is such a great color on you." He stepped off the older boy and grabbed the sugar bowl tipping it onto L's chest. He grinned as the sugar became red goo. "How does it feel to get everything you wanted? You finally have my full undivided attention."

L's head flew back and he couldn’t stop a strangled moan that escaped his lips. He hissed and clawed at the floor. "I still want you. Your lips on mine." He said through clenched teeth, his arousal obvious through the loose jeans.

Beyond only laughed as he raised the poker and slammed it down on L's chest.

L jerked and yelled. He could feel his skin burning, but god... He looked up at B, smiling as the tears started to fall from his eyes from the pain.

"More?" he purred.

"Fuck the poker and just fuck me." He howled as he jerked away from the red-hot tip of the iron poker.

He laughed and shook his head. "No." He slammed the poker down again. The smell of burning flesh wafting into his nose.

L yelled again, moving more frantically this time and clawing huge nail marks into the hard wood, his fingertips bleeding. "Why not?" He growled through a mask of pain.

He leaned down and spat in L's face. "You aren't good enough for me." He turned and dropped the hot poker onto L's chest walking away. He walked out of the room vanishing like a shadow.
L scrambled away from it and laid there howling in pain. It didn’t take long before the pain overcame him and lost consciousnesses.

Watari found him and took the young teen to the infirmary making sure he had a private room. The nurses cleaned and bandaged his wounds giving a full report to Watari. "He has a few burns on his chest as well as some bruising. L came too a little bit later and all he saw was white. He snapped up, looking around panicked, before we realized he was still at Wammy's and in the infirmary.

"L? What happened to you? Who did this?" Watari asked looking at him with great concern.

"I just put too much gas in the fireplace before I lit it. It knocked me back and I hit the couch hard." He said groaning as he lay back down.

"L your name is burned in you chest."

"Must have been the way I pulled the poker off of me." L said his voice raspy.

Watari clearly didn't believe him but L must have his reasons. "I'll help you back to your room. You need to rest." He nodded and slowly got up.

(1) Do not touch me…
(2) Why would I touch you?
(3) I don’t even fucking know you!
(4) Why would I touch you?
(5) Leave me alone!!!
(6) Get away from me!!
(7) Shut the hell up. No one is going to fucking touch you. And speak fucking English they already know you can.
(8) What did you mean when you said that upstairs in the clinic?
(9) Please tell me what you meant!
All is in Gaelic.