Twisted Tales [Death Note] 1- Unlucky

You woke up the next day strangely peaceful and calm. It almost scared you. Usually, you have nightmares about the fire, but that's just the thing. You didn't. Slowly, you got up from your sleeping position while your right hand searched for Echo under the sheets. "Aha, there you are." you picked her up and smiled a tiny bit. "Today, I think I'll go sit outside when everyone's playing. It's a strangely nice day, I don't want to miss out on it." You got up and brushed your teeth, staring at the mirror for some kind of flaw in your appearance. Something had to be wrong this morning, it was too peaceful to be normal. Once it was time for everyone to have breakfast, you walked with Ella, Echo in your hand, and headed to sit down next to Mello and Matt. "Hey Blizzard!" Mello called, while Matt waved. "Hi!" you smiled and sat down on Mello's left, Matt was sitting on his right side. "Do you carry that cat around like everywhere?" you heard Matt ask, and Mello elbowed him in the gut, making him fall off his seat backwards. "Yes." you answered plainly, eating a slice of toast.

After you three shared a whole conversation that went from hair to motorcycles to food habits to dentists and then to music, all of you were done with breakfast. Eventually, you invited them to your/Ella's room. They agreed and you brought them inside, sitting down on the bed with Echo in your hand. "Eeek! Blizzard, why'd you bring in those two? They're so gross! Boys are disgusting..." You raised an eyebrow. "Yeah... whatever. Anyway, guess what I found Mello!" "Hm? What'd you find?" "It's a letter from my parents! Roger gave it to me on my way to breakfast, it was a letter they instructed Wammy's to give me if anything happened to them and I ended up here." "Cool! Let's read it!" You opened it in a hurry, practically ripping the entire envelope to pieces.

Dear Bree,

We are so proud of who you are, and can only dream of how you'll end up years from now. We wish you the happiest life possible, and can only hope that it'll come true. You're a very bright young girl and you're going to go many places. Just remember that no matter what you do and how you end up in the future, we'll always support you and we will always love you.

Best wishes for the very bright future,

Mom & Dad

You smiled with sad eyes and held the letter to your chest. "You had such nice parents..." you could hear the awe in Matt's voice. "Yeah, they were the best." you stated, with an even wider smile. Eventually, after some fun conversations and messing around with each other, Matt and Mello left to go play videogames. You decided to go outside, still holding Echo of course. "It's such a beautiful day. I wonder if mom and dad are watching right now... I hope they're enjoying the nice weather too." Suddenly, something hard and small hit your head. You looked down at a rock the size of your palm, and your eyes searched for the person who threw it. It was a boy about 2 years older than you, holding another rock and staring at you with a smug expression. "What a freak! How could anyone get any weirder? Walking around with purple hair holding a black cat and talking to herself! Hey! Get outta the playground you freak of nature!" You clenched a fist with the hand that wasn't holding Echo. "Go on! Get outta here!" You ran over to him and grabbed the collar of his shirt, but he threw you onto the ground. He was way stronger than you! Echo went flying out of your hands and you hit a wall. "Hah! What a stupid stuffed animal!" he picked her up and ripped her to pieces.

Your eyes went wide. Echo was gone, she was destroyed and you didn't have anything left of your family other than that letter. You completely lost it and ran across the yard in less than 50 seconds, grabbed the collar of his shirt, punched him 5 times, kicked him where it counts, twisted his arms so that they would break, and threw him to the ground. You stepped on his face and rubbed your shoe on his nose, making it crack. After, he got up groggily, and you dropped onto the ground and kicked him in the front part of his jaw, sending him flying. Everyone stared at you while you walked back inside with stinging tears running down your face. Although you hurt your back and your hand, you cried from the emotional pain. You were right. This morning was too peaceful to be normal.