I'm Still Here

Prologue

Weellll... This is awkward. I've been staring at the blank page for quite some time now and I'm starting to feel kinda uncomfortable. As the page probably is too. I mean, these past few hours have consisted of some intense glaring. And I'm not sorry.

How the fuck are you supposed to start this kind of shit off anyway? I mean, I'm not going to write "Dear Diary" for the pure and obvious reason that I'm not an eight year old girl. And this is not a diary. It's a journal. Much manlier. If it even counts as a journal exactly? I mean, I suppose I'm not writing this while it's happening... It's more of an... autobiography? It's just "autobiography" makes it sound that this is being written to be published... or that people are actually going to give a crap about the chapters I have yet to write. Seriously, nobody cares. This is for me. No one else.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Matt. Once, it was Mail Jeevas, but that was a long time ago. I'm Matt now and I will be your guide through the complicated twists and turns of my life. I'm not going to have some kind of incredible writing flair and it won't be a fantastic reading experience. It will just be me. Whatever "me" is. I could be seen as many different things. Depends on who you're asking for a description. Some will say I'm a nerd. Others will say I'm nice enough. I could be a geek, a gamer, an anti-social prick, a bit of a ditz, a lazy prat, a skilled hacker, a genius or a good friend. I guess that the most important part of me for this story is that I am one of L's Successors. That's how this all came to happen. My life, I mean. Before I became a successor, there was no substance to my life except for terror and pain.

By no means am I the smartest successor, the most talented or the most interesting. So, why am I writing this then? You may ask. Quite simply, I'm bored and the batteries on my gameboy are dead. I don't have a reason to offer you pertaining as to why you should spend your precious time reading my story. But hey, don't ask me, you're the one still reading this. I don't know. It's your choice, okay? Just don't say I didn't warn you.

Well, there's no point in procrastinating. On with the show. So, sit back, relax, grab a bucket of popcorn and enjoy. Or don't. You probably won't. But whatever.

A.N. Okay. Prologue done. Just _ more chapters to go! =) I have no idea how many chapters this will have. It'll figure itself out eventually I guess. This will be my first attempt at seriously writing a FanFiction longer than a oneshot so bear with me.

This is going to follow Matt and Mello from Matt's entrance to Wammy's through to... I don't know. I'll figure it out. Hopefully with the help of some reviewers? I don't know what kind of category this will be if I'm honest. I think it'll work out as being quite light-hearted and hopefully humourous but maybe with some angsty moments, 'cause let's face it, they'll be teenagers. No angst would be unrealistic. ;-)

I really hope that you enjoy it. If you ever have any questions/suggestions/criticisms, don't hesitate to let me know in a review or a PM. The same goes for if you have any particular bits you like or things you want to see more of. =)

Thanks for giving this a chance!