Whammys Stories

Based in Whammys after Ls death. Just how did the blonde chocoholic end up in the Mafia? And exactly where did Matt come in? I do not own deathnote or any of it's characters

Matt. An average young person with an average start on life. He's average height, average appearing, average in pretty much everything. He is dull, boring, and entirely unassuming. Some would even say that he has no point in life. Some would sa - Okay, okay, okay. Enough of that! Do you have any idea how hard it is to make yourself sound normal? Pretty dog gone hard, I'd say! Here's the real me. I am Matt, just your friendly jabberman with a certain affinity for electronics and saying too much before thinking things through. Aaaaaaand that's the point of this book. It is my attempt to stay on track with life and ward of the daydreams in the middle of class - that's just plain awkward. ((A Death Note fanfiction where Matt, essentially, rants about one word for a certain period of time. Enjoy! P.S. I'm looking for a cover...I can't make them very well.))

After seeing her parents die in front of her and being taken away from her older brother to be experimented on, some other things happen before Claire gets sent to Japan with a loving family until Claire's adoptive mother dies of cancer. Her adoptive father blames Claire for her death, and the small peaceful period in her life was gone. What happens though when she ends up finding herself on the Kira case and finally seeing her brother after years but doesn't even recognize him? Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note Obviously.

The lonely soul whispered in my mind. "ʟᴜᴄʏ, ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ?" "ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ?" "ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴇxɪsᴛs." I never could have imagined, in a sec, you'll be right there infront of me, holding my hand with a tight grip. But, I don't know what I was going to do... Until, you cheered me up through my hard times. Yet, I never knew living with you, was a tragedy. Rather, it was because of you, or conflict was I myself. We negotiated with each other holding hands, surpassing every difficulties occurred throughout. But again, Could I handle it...? even if you were with me... I lost at times... I loose my will to live with the transgenic title. Do winning over myself, was really not so tough as I wondered it in certain times?

This a story I made on another account that got locked.. Anyway it's a story about life at whammy's

*DEATH NOTE FAN FICTION* Artimi Lau and Blake Bond were best friends. Raised in the Whammy House together, they grew up with the boy who would soon become L, unconsciously paving his way to stardom. When the two girls grow up, they go their separate ways. One bathes in light, while the other seeps in darkness. Kira, the murderer of hundreds, is both evident in their lives. Having not spoken since they left Whammy, they meet again. Who will prevail, the Light or the Dark?

Life is war. And every day is a battle to me; I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and split personalities. This is my war. And war, is my life. "Life is for the living, so live it. Or you're better off dead." C said as she watched the snowflakes slowly melt away in her palm, "That's why I want to go, be free. What's the point in staying here and waiting for some man to die so you can take his place? I refuse to be an ideal. I want to be remembered for who I am, not some synthesized voice and letter on a blank screen. That's why I refused to be chosen as L. But that's why L chose me..."