Chapter 14: Monster

My plan failed. I was so sure everything would go exactly as planned. But I was wrong. How I hated it to admit it, but I had to. Years ago I lost the love of my life and probably most of my sanity. After that I traveled to LA and started to work on my plan. Making a case L could never solve. I really wanted to kill that bastard with my own hands, but I knew I wasn't able to anymore. I had that chance the night I left Wammy's House and almost strangled L. I could try to find L and kill him though, but the chances I succeeded were very low. Instead of killing him I tried to make a unsolvable case for him. A case that would haunt him forever. The LA BB Murders Cases. It was going so well… until that bitch Naomi Misora caught me on time. And now I was living in a lonely cell in prison. I had to rot in here until the day I would die. Everyday I blamed myself for failing. The burn marks were a painfully reminder of my try to burn myself alive. I had to die on that moment and because I didn't I felt pain everyday. At first pain from the many burn marks of course, but also in my heart. I even tried to strangle myself one day, but the prison guards saw it and stopped me. So I had a straight jacket too now. It possible couldn't get any worse. And I was wrong again. They didn't gave me any strawberry jam ever! I hated my life…

I honestly think I was born a good guy with a good heart who had the bad luck to see death every day. But on the way I had changed. I had changed from a good little kid who loved his parents into a bloodthirsty monster.

Today I felt a sort of change atmosphere. Like something big was about to happen. Yeah… I thought I was going insane again or something… But then I felt it. My heart slowed down and I felt myself slipping away from this awful world. Finally… I knew I was still young and pretty healthy so it made no sense by dying of a heart attack. But I didn't question it. After a short moment my heart pounded for one last time… and it silenced forever. Everything went black before my eyes and I blew out my last breath. A relieved smile on my face.

Time to see my loved ones again.

I sat crouched in my chair in my office at Wammy's. Watari had brought a big piece of strawberry shortcake not long ago, but I had no appetite. A moment ago a prison in the US called me with the message that Beyond Birthday had died of a heart attack in his cell. He had become one of the many victims of a new killer named Kira. I sighed sadly as I watched the footage the prison sent me. Because B was suicidal they had cameras watch him every hour of the day. I could almost see his heart slowing down as his eyes became unseeing. Just before his eyes closed forever I was puzzled by his expression. He was… smiling. Of course this shouldn't surprise me. He tried to kill himself a few times. Still it was terrible to see him wanting to die so badly. I closed my laptop. I didn't want to watch this any longer.

I sighed again and crouched even further in my chair. A few months before B had challenged him by murdering three people in LA I had finally found the girl. The girl with the dark hair and eyes he met that one time in London. But she was found dead. A dead man with a knife in his neck near her. Not a trace of B was found. It wasn't until B was caught and sent to prison I found out the name of the girl. B carried a picture of them in his pocket and their names were written on the backside. I concluded Beyond and Dani had liked each other very much. They seemed so happy on the picture. I couldn't think of a moment I had ever seen him smiling that way. Only those evil smirks after he succeeded one of his pranks. No one had seen what happened between Dani, B and that man that night so I could only guess.

I knew it was not my fault B became insane. Alright, he had blamed me I didn't help A and I had let him die. Was I to blame for it? Maybe, but I was just a kid too at that time. I hated it, but I had made mistakes in life. Some bigger than others. But I knew better now and tried to give my new successors more attention than I had given to A and B. In the end… I felt guilty about how I treated my first successors. Both of them were dead now. What was done was done. Nothing could change the past. I could not make it up to B, but I could return something what belonged to him.

After a few calls and some time Beyond's body was shipped to England. He would be buried in his homeland. Before the coffin was closed I placed the picture I took from him in the coffin and gave it back. It was not much, but it was something. The coffin closed and Beyond Birthday was buried.

I hoped he was in a better and happier place now.

The end! This was the last chapter of my story Monster. Thank you to all of you that have been following and reviewing my story! I hope you liked reading it :)
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