A/N: I don't own death note.

Beyond was startled out of sleep by the buzzer sounding. Grudgingly, he got up from the plank of wood called a 'bed' and walked out from his small cell to follow the line of other prisoners to the common area. His orange jumpsuit hung loosely on his lanky frame, making him look even slighter than he actually was. He felt a rough shove from the man behind him, and turned around to glare. His 'neighbor', Shaun Thompson, was constantly doing unnecessary and annoying things. Most people would have been terrified into submission by that man, but not Beyond. He was never submissive, not even to a traffic signal. So, naturally, Shaun refused to stop tormenting him to the best of his ability. Once, he had slammed a hot iron onto Beyond's hand during laundry duty. However, heat didn't bother Beyond that much anymore, for he had once set himself on fire, so he knew what real heat was. Beyond, after an initial grunt of pain from the impact, simply laughed in Shaun's face and told him that being on fire hurt far more than a hot clothes iron. He also offered to show Shaun precisely what he meant. Shaun punched him in the face. Shaun was dragged away by guards as Beyond continued his well-practiced laugh. No other inmate seemed to want to mess with Beyond, which he didn't mind. Less people to bother him. Granted, there was a real good reason no one bothered him.

When he had finally been released from the hospital into the prison, he was constantly attacked, both physically and verbally. He dealt with this for the most part, but the physical beatings were getting quite problematic. He had nothing to do at the moment, but that didn't mean that he wanted to die, either. He reached the common area and got his breakfast. Prison meals were woefully lacking in sugar, and tasted horrible. Not that he'd prefer to starve, though. He went past a guard to the TV room. Only a few inmates were allowed into here, and Beyond was one. He had managed to gain this privilege through good behavior, and intended to use it to its fullest. Lately, many inmates had been dying of heart attacks. Most were calling this the work of a person nicknamed Kira. There were people who practically worshipped Kira as a god. Beyond thought of him as a person who had a terribly black and white view on justice. Kira seemed to act quite juvenile, but Beyond wasn't too terribly interested in Kira. He wanted to know what L was going to do about it. He had been waiting for news on L for awhile now, and had started to become irritated. However, his irritation disappeared once the news anchor made the next announcement.

"As you all know, someone now known as 'Kira' has been killing criminals with heart attacks. L has recently taken up the case, and has narrowed down Kira's location to Tokyo, Japan. We have been allowed to show you a recording of the broadcast here today. Let's take a look," he said.

The screen changed to show a dark haired man with glasses at a desk. The man's name was Lind L. Tailor. Beyond was curious as to what exactly was happening until Tailor spoke. " I am Lind L. Tailor, otherwise known as L. To the perpetrator of these serial murders: you have committed the most abominable act in history. I will personally catch the one behind it…'Kira' at any cost."

Beyond chuckled. A true chuckle, not a practiced one. So, L. THAT'S your angle. Make Kira kill this guy to see what he can do for yourself. Must have only broadcasted this in Tokyo at first to narrow it down. Interesting. He thought. He continued watching the broadcast, and ignored the surprised gasps once the fake died and the real L started speaking. Beyond thought for a few moments. If he could get to Tokyo, he could most likely beat L in finding Kira. Even without the resources L had at his disposal, Beyond had an ability L didn't: he could see the names and death dates of everyone around him. Beyond could very well find Kira with this ability. Not that he cared too terribly much. After all, Kira couldn't kill him, as his identity was never released to the public. Beyond had come to see that inmates whose identities were kept secret didn't die, while all the others did. A choking noise pulled him from his thoughts and he turned around to see another inmate, Adam, in the middle of a heart attack. Although, Adam's death date wasn't supposed to come for six more YEARS. So Beyond watched, intrigued, as a guard attempted to help him. Without warning, Adam's numbers changed to zeros. Beyond's eyes widened. Kira can circumvent death dates!? His head was reeling from this sudden development. What ability could Kira possibly possess that allowed him to bypass that rule? Due to this, he decided that now he HAD to get out, if only to figure out how Kira did this; and he knew exactly how he would do it. He smirked, his expression darkening in malevolent curiosity. I'm coming, Kira.

Beyond remembered when he had first realized what the numbers meant. It wasn't a particularly happy time, as A had been the only person he had cared about in a positive manner, so far. A's death was the reason he had left Wammy's. He had already begun to doubt the so-called 'noble' mission of the orphanage, but A's death had cemented his doubt as warranted. He had decided the moment he had seen the body that he would beat L at his own game, that he would surpass him by creating a case too difficult for L to solve. He hadn't necessarily been suicidal, but he didn't have much care for life as it was. So, his suicide attempt had merely been for the case, not to end any sort of despair.

Beyond also remembered when he first started experimenting. He had just arrived in New York City, and had started to see if people could survive past their death dates if he intervened. There had been a woman at a crosswalk, whose numbers were nearing their end. The light to allow pedestrians to cross turned on, and the woman started to step forward. Beyond noticed that there was a car speeding down the street, showing no signs of stopping. He grabbed the back of the woman's shirt and pulled her back as the car sped past, saving her. She started to thank him, but the car crashed into a building on the opposite corner, causing debris to fly. A piece hit her in the side of the head, causing a small amount of blood to spray from the wound as she crumpled to the ground, dead. A few others were hit, but the only other person who died was the driver. His tentative conclusion was that one that could not survive past their destined death date, however he needed to repeat this type of experiment a few more times to get a concrete result. At some point during his time in New York City, he grabbed someone whose death date was in a couple of days and held them in a secure room. He made sure that they had no preexisting conditions such as diabetes that would cause their deaths, as that would be too obvious. He settled on a small woman known as Maria Rivera, a Spanish immigrant. After the first day, she stopped screaming at Beyond to let her go, and switched to pleading and bargaining. He kept her hydrated and fed through an IV drip, and made sure her small room had nothing in it which she could use for suicide. In the end, she merely had a heart attack. After her death, Beyond examined her heart and found nothing to indicate some underlying condition. It was perfectly healthy. After that, he had determined that no one could live past their death date.

Next on his list was seeing if someone could die before their date of death. This series of experiments was particularly easy, as he could pick practically anyone. However, it was equally frustrating, as it meant he had to be very careful as to not show any of these people anything that could lead to his identification. The first person was a drug addict he found in an alleyway. While they were unconscious, he slit their throat with a piece of glass that was nearby. The man didn't move, but Beyond watched as the blood flow stopped rather quickly, and the man stirred in his drugged stupor. His pulse was weak, but still there, and Beyond took a mental note of the results. He did very similar things with the rest of these would-be victims. Once he stole the gun off of one, and whenever he pointed it at the victim's body in spots where a gunshot wound would be fatal, it jammed. However, whenever he moved it away from these areas, it fired just fine. The result from these experiments was that no one could die before their time was officially up. Due to these results, Beyond decided that the way he would beat L once and for all, was to create the perfect serial murder case that even HE couldn't solve. For Beyond had many advantages over the other serial killers L put behind bars. He was far more intelligent than any of them, and he had training as a detective, so he knew exactly what to do to avoid being caught. He also had his ability to see death, so he would always be successful in his murders. It was then that he had started to formulate the plan that would later be known as the LA BB murder cases.

L sat at his laptop screen in the dark, as he usually did. He was working on quite a few cases at the moment, but the new Kira case took precedence over the rest. He had never seen anything like it in terms of the manner of killing. Kira didn't have to be anywhere NEAR his victims in order to kill them, and they all died by heart attacks. At the very least, L was sure of where Kira was, and the necessities for his trip to Japan were being prepared as he worked on some of the easier cases. Since he had to be in Japan to make any further progress on the Kira case, he was playing catch-up with his other ones. He took a thoughtful bite of his strawberry shortcake, not tearing his eyes from his screen. He sent a quick message to the German police, telling them who to arrest for the recent serial beheadings. He was about to go on to the next case, but was interrupted by the door opening.

"Watari, what do you need? I know that it is not yet time to leave, as the preparations will take at least another two hours and thirty-seven minutes to complete." He said.

Watari closed the door. "I understand, L, but I just received some news from California that you will be interested in." He informed, handing L a letter.

L took it in his thumb and forefinger, as usual, and unfolded the paper.

To whom it may concern,

As you know, criminals have been dying of heart attacks by a killer known only as 'Kira'. Thus far, we have been unable to save any of the inmates through any means. We have sent this to notify you of the death of prisoner 4971375, or Rue Ryuzaki. He died of a heart attack in his cell.

With regards, Warden Christopher Welling

L put the letter into Watari's outstretched hand, eyes turning back to his computer.

"Watari, please burn this. Also, keep a lookout for Beyond. He isn't dead. Kira has no way of knowing who he is, so there is no possible way he was killed by Kira." L said, his voice betraying no emotion.

Watari merely nodded and left the room with the letter. He knew better than to question the prodigy. L took another bite of his cake, thinking about this new development.

If he broke out, he must be after Kira. He already knows that his last game with me failed, and is very unlikely to try that again. Only a 3% chance. However, he is more than likely curious as to who Kira is and how he kills. He could be quite useful in the investigation, even if he refuses to work with me, of which there is a 89% chance he will refuse. L ate a strawberry, the last remaining piece of his cake, and continued on his other cases. Beyond was unlikely to cause too much trouble, and L was fine with this. After all, this could easily be to his advantage. You won't get away, Kira.

A/N: Hey, guys! I apologize in advance, but my updates will be sporadic. I already have the basic summary of this whole thing typed out, beginning to end. I can't tell you when the updates will happen, but I will say that this will be finished no matter what. I hate seeing so many great fanfics go unfinished. :(

Another thing, I apologize for my writing style. I'm bad at dragging things out with descriptions and other interesting bits, so my style is very concise.

I appreciate reviews and criticism, but not outright insults. Those are just annoying and a waste of time. I mean, you CAN insult me if you really WANT to, just be aware that you will be completely ignored. :3