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Character: Mello

Series: Death Note

Version: end-of-series, meaning he died and showed up here

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Mostly homosexual

Appearance: Mello is shorter than average for a man (5'7”) and skinny, though he would probably prefer to be described as “wiry” or “slender”. He has ragged, shoulder-length blond hair and dark eyes that have often been described as looking slightly crazed. He eats chocolate almost constantly, alternately licking and biting at it, especially when nervous or uncomfortable.

His features are delicate, even pretty, and he has been mistaken for a girl far too often for his liking. The large burn scar across the left side of his face and down his neck, shoulder, and back, has helped with that and he'd almost be grateful for it if it weren't for how unattractive it makes him feel. Despite it, he continues to dress in tight leather clothes that invite the stares of strangers and to move and act as though he's certain he's the sexiest thing anyone's ever seen.

Personality: Mello's personality is most accurately described as “intense”. He's emotional and moody as all hell and competitive about everything. If he enters a competition, he intends to win and will do just about anything to ensure he does. He goes to extremes as a matter of course and doesn't really know the meaning of “too far” or “too much”. He is dedicated to being the best in everything he does, though intelligence is far more important to him than physical prowess.

His temper is legendary and feared among those who know him, as he tends to be destructive when really angry. Yet he can be charming and a flirt and he likes to tease his friends. He's desperately insecure and nearly incapable of trusting anyone, but fakes arrogance and absolute confidence.

Abilities/Weaponry: Besides being a genius and highly (if oddly) educated, which is by far the most important thing to him, Mello knows some knife-fighting and is good with a handgun. He also has some knowledge of explosives. He has a customized pair of pistols he keeps on him. He tends to avoid violence, but isn't afraid of it. Still, his intelligence is his best weapon and he knows it.

Weaknesses: Mello has an incredible inferiority complex and tends to paranoia, as well as an extreme temperment and a nasty temper in general. And everyone knows he is addicted to chocolate.

History: (Death Note spoiler warnings.)
Mello always said he didn't remember anything before Wammy House. If really pushed, he admitted to an orphanage before that, but he insisted he remembered nothing about any family. It wasn't true, of course. The memories weren't kind and he told himself they had nothing to do with him, but he remembered. Mello never forgot.

He was six when he first came to Wammy House, an undersized, girly-looking boy. But the others quickly learned not to tease him; he proved himself the most violent of any of them, the one who showed no mercy. Anyone teasing Mello got his ass kicked, or had to deal with some form of creative revenge. Often both, especially after he teamed up with Matt.

It helped, of course, that he rapidly proved himself the best at the only thing that really mattered there. Six years old, and he was the best of his generation, the most promising successor to L. Until he came. Younger, smaller, easy to bully... and yet, better than Mello. Mello worked harder than he ever had, pushed himself, and still... he rarely won. It made him angrier, and he went farther with his pranks. Mello would do anything to beat Near, to win. Anything.

And then, it all fell apart. L was dead; everything he had worked for meant nothing. Less than nothing. Too proud to share the title he had worked towards for so long, Mello left. Walked out with a few belongings and a few hundred dollars, barely enough to get him out of the country and survive on for a month or two.

It was hard, harder than he expected it to be. The first year or so, before he managed to get established in the business of sharing information, was another period Mello didn't talk about, to anyone. He did what he had to, but he wasn't proud of it and didn't like to think about. And after, well, what he did wasn't legal or safe, but it made money and got him the kind of connections he needed. When he joined a mafia group at age 18, he was in a position to be equal to their leader, far too valuable an asset to harm or make fun of, despite his still-small stature. Information was power, and Mello knew how to get it and, even more importantly, how to use it. It was that simple.

The reasons he went after Kira were many and which one he gave depended on who was asking. If you were part of his mafia cell, it was because he wanted to prove he was the best, wouldn't settle for anyone standing in his way. And they needed Kira taken out anyway; he was no friend of anyone on the wrong side of the law, no matter how or why they got there. If you were Near, he was still trying to carry on L's legacy, still trying to win the competition between them. Mello told Matt his motive was revenge; Kira had killed L, his idol. He wouldn't rest until he was dead for that.

None of these motives were lies; they were all true to some degree. But none of them changed the fact that he lost. First, the shinigami betrayed him, and everyone he knew died, for nothing other than working for him. The work of years, gone in an instant, only ashes and memory, scars like the physical ones he took away from the wreckage.

Injured and bitter, he went to Matt, the only option he had left. He hadn't wanted him involved, had wanted to protect him. But Kira had left him no choice. He had to risk him, play the last cards he had left.

Mello had always known this might kill him. Hell, he figured it probably would. It wasn't that he was so eager to die, but he wasn't afraid of it. Matt, though... he hadn't counted on that. Mello never meant for Matt to die. One final sin, one last mistake to weigh on his soul before he died. Not even in death could Mello be happy.

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