Death Note: Dreams, a Reader X L Story

L File #6 - Enhanced

May 15th, 1987

The day had finally arrived. After two months of waiting, Margaret Thomason was going to visit you. While waiting, you had built many new codes, and had even started designing a new computer. L had been entered in Britain's Junior Tennis league. His skill was increasing rapidly each and every time he played, causing the amateur to move up quickly in the ranks.

Mr. Wammy had gone to the airport to pick Dr. Thomason up. You hadn't been this happy since before your parents died. In your heart, you had a small sliver of hope that you would be adopted by Dr. Thomason. On the other hand, you didn't want to leave L and Wammy's house behind. They had become your new family in the past couple of months, and you couldn't bear the fact of being taken away from them.

A car pulled up into the driveway of Wammy's house as you thought over your situation. Nah, she won't adopt me. You thought to yourself. You watched as a tall woman with red hair, green eyes, and glasses walked along with Mr. Wammy. That's her! That's Dr. Thomason! Excitement filled your veins.

Mr. Wammy led Dr. Thomason to your room where you awaited with the computers. L had been training outside, but you noticed through your window that the boy had stopped his training when Mr. Wammy had pulled up. The youth had his thumb in his mouth, gazing into the woman's soul.

There was a sudden knock on your door as you watched L go back to his tennis training. Your small body shuffled to the door; nevertheless, your thoughts from earlier haunted your mind.

The old man and young woman greeted you at your door! "Hi, Julia! As you know, I'm Dr. Thomason. It's great to meet you, though I can only chat for a couple of hours," Her face beamed. "Let's get started!"

"I'll leave you two alone. Julia, Dr. Thomason, if there's anything you need, please let me know." Mr. Wammy left the hallway to return to his office.

"I'll show you my computer." You stammered.

She nodded as you lead her to your PC. You turned on the monitor, the colourful lights jumping off of your faces. Once, you had everything loaded, she noticed how different your computer was compared to the rest of the world's.

"I love your design! I do recommend a backup, you wouldn't want to loose your database..." She looked you straight in the eye as she smiled. "May I have a look?"

Considering how nervous you were, a mere yelp was all that you could surface. Dr. Thomason took the mouse as she clicked through different programs on the computer.

"You have made your own security systems, extremely hard to be broken through. But, you did forget one program that can infiltrate any computer." She reached into her purse as realization filled your eyes. "Mine!" She stuck her floppy disk into your computer, harvesting data faster than a farmer feeding a hungry town.

"Stop!" You jumped at her. "Get away!" Feet hit the woman in the face knocking off her glasses.

"You little brat. All I wanted was the ultimate program...guess I can still get it!" She grabbed her shoes, slipping them open; this revealed a knife inside of the shoe!

You flung a book at the woman, hitting her on the head. Her red hair turned to brown hair sticking out of a bald cap. This was not Dr. Thomason! "Who are you?!"

The woman laughed. "Who am I? I'm here to end something that your dear little parents started. I'm-" The door burst open, a flash of white and blue confusing you.

You found yourself staring at L on top of the woman, holding her down. "Go, get Mr. Wammy!"

Doing as you were told, your legs ran as fast as you could to Mr. Wammy's office. "Mr. Wammy! Mr. Wammy!" The old man was sitting at his desk, filing papers.