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Where Once Was a Righteous God

There once was a legend of a god among humans. A righteous god unleashing judgment upon judgment to those unfit for this world, a god known as Kira. The idea of such a god frightened the police, the ability to send people into cardiac arrest, or more commonly known as a heart attack, with no apparent connection. This entity, known as Kira, fought against the police. In the end the results were never released to the public as to whether Kira ended his judging or whether or the police managed to somehow end the reign of a god.

(x.x) 0 Deaths

"Shut the hell up, no one cares about Kira anymore," a bully said, pushing a kid into a corner.

"Don't you dare smear his name!" the kid replied.

"He's right, if Kira was real why hasn't he done anything in so long?!" said the bully's sidekick

"I'm warning both of you!" the kid said, defending the lost god.

"You two leave him alone," a teacher replied running over.

In the midst of the teacher breaking up the kids, others walked through the hallways class to class, pretending it never happened.

"Kura!" called out a girl.

"Ah, hey," Kurauri, replied.

Kurauri, or more commonly known as Kura due to his name being a mouthful, opened the door to school, leaving towards the parking lot. Kurauri wasn't one for a school lunch, so during lunch he would usually leave to eat elsewhere. He paused as he spotted something leaning against the tire of his car. Curious he walked a bit faster, getting to his car before he knew it. The 'something' turned out to be a black notebook with the words Death Note, written on the front.

"Death Note..." he slowly mouthed to himself.

"You promised to take me to lunch today," a cheery girl said running over.

"Yeah, I didn't forget," Kurauri replied, with a slight smile.

He threw the notebook into his backpack, before sliding into the driver's seat of the car. The school's uniform was uncomfortable, black dress pants and a white button up shirt for the guys, and for the girls a black or red skirt with a bottom up white shirt. They pulled out of the parking lot and drove off.

"Going to another fast food place?" the girl asked in an expectant tone.

"Ah, Nue, you expect me to go to restaurant for lunch?" Kurauri replied.

"It would be nice every now and then, y'know. Fast food is bad for you," Nue replied.

"Probably so, but I wouldn't be back in time for class now would I?" Kurauri responded.

Death Note...It couldn't be the same as that could it? Kurauri asked, connecting something in his mind.

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"This place is really boring, don't you think?" Kurauri asked, pulling into a parking spot at the fast food place.

"Why do you say that?" Nue asked.

"We just live day-by-day and not many exciting things happen," Kurauri stated, yawning.

"Are you talking about Kira again?" Nue asked, walking into the door Kurauri was holding.

"Nah, not this time, but while we're on topic, the Kira Followers and Anti-Kira groups have gotten pretty bad lately."

The two ordered food and went to sit down.

"Yeah, so many people still believe Kira is going to come back," Nue replied, trying to hide a hint of sullenness in her voice.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" Kurauri asked, grinning.

"Be quiet you! I like to remain neutral. Which side are you on? Probably for Kira, you're so obsessed over him."

"Keep your voice down, we don't want to get kicked out. Besides, I'm just interested. He wasa normal person after all who ended up gaining the status of a god."

"That's what you say," Nue replied, sticking her tongue out.

"Just remember I'm buying this food," Kurauri joked, "And besides I've done research, I'm telling you."
"Yeah, lot's of people do, stop claiming you know what really happened already," Nue complained.

"Fine, I'll stop claiming even though it's true," Kurauri joked.

Nue stuck her tongue out in a mocking gesture once again, resulting in Kurauri's face turning sour.

"Really though, Kura, which side are you on? I'll keep it a secret," Nue begged in a lower voice.

"I've never really thought about it. Society is still heated up about it, even though it was awhile ago. You still have about half of the population believing Kira will return. Then there are the rest of the people who believe Kira is gone for good. It's rare to find someone completely neutral," Kurauri, responded looking out the window as people drove past.

He pushed aside his brown hair from his face. It probably would've been better to get it cut, his hair was a mess, but it wasn't a big deal.

"Oh, so you're admitting you're on a side. Stop avoiding the question and tell me."

Kurauri sighed, finishing his meal quickly.

"Well, I guess since things would be a bit more amusing, I opt for him in that mind of thinking."

"You need to learn to appreciate life more y'know," Nue scolded him, finishing up her small order.

They returned to school as lunch bell rang to end it. Kurauri went to Biology next. The teacher might as well have been an inanimate object, seeing as how no one ever did anything in the class. He looked out the window, seeing the same scenery of cars going by, and people in general going about their day.

"Death Note," he slowly whispered to himself.

He reached into his backpack and pulled it out. He opened it up, finding nothing but a bunch of blank pages. The notebook seemed like nothing more than a normal book, but the writing on the front reminded him a lot of the supposed notebook of death used which was supposedly used by Kira, or at least from what he discovered in his research.

"Like I would find one would be sitting casually in a parking lot."

"Can I get a sheet of paper?" someone from near-by asked.

Kurauri tore a sheet out from the notebook and handed it to the kid. He put the Death Note into his backpack and pulled out a thick five subject notebook which he used for doodling when he was bored. He had filled in over half the pages within the first nine-weeks of the school year. He began by drawing one of his favorite weapons, a scythe.

"Yo, teach, wassup?" someone suddenly said walking into the door.

An obnoxious football player. Kurauri was usually patient with a lot of things and rarely showed much emotion, but the one thing that really set him off was when people were self-deluded and obnoxious. Every day, it seemed, where Kurauri had Biology the same kid walked in from whatever other class he should have been in. Kurauri glanced back out of curiosity as to what the kid wanted the paper for anyways.

"So what're you doing?" Kurauri asked dully.

"Oh, just making a list of football players so I can get some supplies for each person. I'm a team manager," the kid replied smiling.

I can't stand this team; they get a good record and think they're tough shit he thought to himself. He returned to his doodle but as he put his tip to the paper the footballer player began gasping for air. Kurauri casually glanced up, becoming wide-eyed as he saw the football player grasping his chest and falling on the teacher's desk in the front.

"Now everyone's going to run up to the body in an attempt to see what's going on, but no one will be able to see anything and will just start pushing each other around," Kurauri said aloud watching events unfold that he stated, as though they were puppets.

Kurauri complimented himself. It was in a lesser degree, but he felt proud whenever he made use of his future sight. It wasn't really a future sight, so much as his extraordinary talent of predicting actions based on people and events. It wasn't something he brought up too much because he still had the occasional wrong prediction, but his accuracy was incredibly high.

"Someone call the office," the teacher suddenly shouted, pushing through the crowd of students who were suddenly content with their standing position now that authority was there.

About time he did something other than play on his computer. Kurauri thought to himself.

"This is the front office," a woman replied.

"A kid here just had a heart attack!" the teacher replied quickly.

There was a silence.

"Someone is heading down now," the lady replied.

All of a sudden there were loud noises coming from the hallway. Kurauri walked over, knowing the teacher wouldn't care and opened the door looking out.

"Everyone on the football team is dying, what the hell is going on!?" the assistant principal asked, pulling his hair as he ran through the hallway.

"The football team...and the Death Note…could it be?"Kurauri replied wide-eyed.

It was generally known information revolving around the Kira case wasn't supposed to be leaked to the public, but the information still managed to surface, and despite all the times Kurauri claimed to know everything he honestly didn't expect it to be correct most of the time.

"Get out of the way," a guy said, pushing Kurauri against the door and running in.

He ran over and checked the pulse and breath of the footballer player, but there was nothing. He closed his eyes and began muttering something. Kurauri walked over and looked at the paper the kid behind was using. Most of the team appeared to be on the list.

I'll have to use this as reference... Kurauri thought, taking the paper from the desk while the kid was gone.

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"Hey, Mom, has the newspaper come in yet?" Kurauri asked, getting ready for school the next day.

"Huh? It should have, why?" his mom answered.

Ever since he was about eight or so his parents had been divorced. As far as Kurauri knew, his father was still paying child support, but he had been living alone with his mother. Life wasn't that bad, but because of the circumstances Kurauri grew up unable to get much of what he wanted. In his opinion it was a good thing though, it freed him from trivial desires over materialistic things. As long as he had the basics he'd be able to get by.

"Oh, there's an article I wanna check for," he replied, walking into the living room.

"Isn't it a bit early to be going to school?" his mom asked, smoking at the kitchen table.

"I have some studying to do," he replied, walking out the door.

After closing the front door, he checked in his backpack for the Death Note and the paper the kid used. Once confirmed he then grabbed the newspaper and hopped in his car. He threw his backpack into the passenger seat, buckled up, and began to head out to school.

The radio in his car was a bit old, but for the most part worked fine. He began turning through channels looking for some form of news.

"-from what appeared to be cardiac arrest, or more commonly known as a heart attack. The police are looking into the matter, but can't say for sure what it is at the moment. In a follow up, people are saying Kira was the cause of the death."

"Huh? Kira?" Kurauri muttered, "If it turns out my book really is the fabled Death Note, then doesn't mean I'm taking on the role of Kira?"

"Because of his past history of only killing criminals others doubt this is the work of Kira," the radio finished up, as Kurauri turned off it off, grabbing his stuff.

He made his way into school and headed straight for the library, closing the door behind him. He found a seat. First thing was first, finding the article involving the football students. Some ways in he managed to come across it. He nodded and took the piece of paper with the football player names on it. Except for the last name which was half written all the names written on the Death Note's paper appeared in the newspaper as dead.

"I doubted it from a logical view point, but could it really be?" Kurauri asked himself, walking over to a computer.

He started it up and clicked onto the school's website, checking the football section out. The names of the students in the newspaper were in fact all on the football player list; the remaining players who were still alive didn't have their name on the list.

"There's only one way to confirm it, but it would mean using it..."Kurauri whispered to himself.

A girl from one his morning classes walked in, to drop off a book. Kurauri opened up the Death Note and grabbed a pen. As the tip hit the paper he paused.

No...There's no way I could use it on someone I know, right? he thought to himself, throwing the pen back into his pocket.

"Kira would execute criminals, perhaps I could test it...out...on...one," Kurauri said, shaking his head.

It's true, in any normal situation one could easily consider killing, but once one has the power to do so, it's completely different. Kurauri thought to himself as he turned towards the computer.

"If it's someone who deserves it..." he said, going to look up a list of criminals online.

He came up to one person while scrolling through a list of recently imprisoned criminals. The person's name was foreign, in some other form of writing, but his charges were horrendous. He was convicted for raping two minors, and killing a parent of one. Kurauri looked around, making sure no one was near. Normally instant results would work better, but for now he could wait a day or two. He pulled his red ball point pen back out, slowly pressing the tip down on the paper. He looked at the file on the person one more time and slowly began writing out the name as close as he could. He added the last line of the person's name then put the pen down.

After a deep breath he put it away and quickly made his way to the cafeteria. He wrote down the person's name, similar to what the kid in biology had done, but it felt like there should be more to it. Was it really this simple for Kira? Was this all he had to do to kill a criminal? The thoughts kept attacking him as he ate the pancakes the school had prepared. One thing Kurauri was sure of, fake or not, the Death Note was something that should remain hidden from others.

"Kura, stop spacing out," someone suddenly said, sitting down across from him on the rectangular cafeteria table.

Kurauri looked up at the person. It was Nue's little sister. Kurauri and Nue were both seniors, but this was the first year of high school for Nue's little sister, Sai.

"Oh, it's you. Nue is here also I'm guessing?"Kurauri asked, dropping part of the pancake that was on his fork.

He grabbed a napkin and cleaned it up.

"She's working on a project. I didn't expect to see you here though," Sai answered.

"Meanwhile, you're just hanging around, I take it," Kurauri commented.

"Hey!" she replied, feeling insulted.

Kurauri chuckled.

"Maybe I did come to school a bit too early," Kurauri said to himself.

"Why are you here so early?"

"Just doing some research," Kurauri, replied yawning.

"Since when do you study?" she responded sarcastically.

"Research isn't studying. Research is looking into stuff ya don't know, while studying is trying to remember stuff you already know," Kurauri corrected, being a smart-ass.

Sai stuck her tongue out. Sai and Nue really were sisters, from the way they looked to the way they acted.

"I have nothing better to do; maybe I should help your sister out. What's the project about anyways?" Kurauri asked.

The rest of the day went about as per usual, except a few classes were moved elsewhere because of investigations. For Kurauri it couldn't have passed any slower, though. He was hopeful that tomorrow he would see something in the news paper which would confirm his book. The waiting however, did get him into thinking. Kira appeared around 2002 or 2003, if he could recall, and was believe to have vanished around 2010. The seven or eight years spent to chase Kira must have been great mental torture, if just waiting through one day was bugging Kurauri this much.

After getting home he did little, mostly from waiting. Homework to dinner to shower to the news, he was hoping he might find something out, but no luck, at least not in the television news. The newspaper would cover all the events occurring so if it really worked, he'd be more likely to know from the paper news instead of broadcast news. He turned off his small sized television and rolled over, face first, on his bed. Everything from focusing on work to eating to even sleeping now was more troublesome with his wait. After awhile he finally managed to fall asleep though.

(x.x) 7 Deaths

The first rays of light broke through his window as his alarm clock off went off. He turned it off and took off his night clothes, getting into his school uniform. He ran down stairs and grabbed the newspaper from outside. His mother was probably still asleep since she wasn't anywhere in the main section of the house. Kurauri sat down at his desk and began flipping through. His eyes widened as he came upon what he was waiting for. One story within the newspaper was titled 'Rapists Dies of Heart-Attack'. He dropped the newspaper and grabbed his backpack, digging for the Death Note. He quickly pulled it out, a few other papers coming out with it.

"That confirms it. It has to be...this is Kira's calling. He wants me to resume the work Yagami Light couldn't," Kurauri said louder than he probably should have.

He slapped himself so he would regain composure. Light was considered Kira, but the fact Kurauri found the Death Note meant, that there really was a Kira and that Light must have just been the physical means for Kira to carry out his judgment.

"That fool Light, probably began thinking of himself as the god Kira. His death must have been personally dealt for his self-indulgence," Kurauri thought aloud, hugging the death note. "Kira, I understand, I'll continue your mission. I'll take out all those who defy you, all those who commit unforgivable crimes, and those are just plain unfit for your utopia."

Kurauri opened the death note, picking up a pen from his desk, searching the newspaper for anything, or anyone who would need to be punished. He came across a few names, still hesitating as he wrote every letter to the name of the next person being sentenced. All the while, his memory was searching the knowledge of what he had come across during Kira research. It made sense that Yagami Light could be Kira, with his father being in charge of the original Kira case in Japan. The only counter-argument for the fact however, was that the police were chasing Kira, and that Yagami Light, avoiding detection for roughly seven years seemed like an impossible accomplishment. The fact that a mere college student was able to match wits with L seemed too far fetched. Kurauri came to his own answer that Kira simply helped Light avoid detection. The newspaper ran out of names, quickly, leaving Kurauri to fold it back up. He marveled at the fact that through the internet and an average computer he was able to figure out so much.

"Another righteous human, eh?" a voice suddenly said from his window.

Kurauri jumped out of the seat, landing at the end of a long shadow. His eyes slowly followed the shadow to its source, meeting what was at the end of it. His eyes went wide.

(x.x) 11 Deaths

Reviews and such welcome as I often say. Due to being busy I can't estimate when the next chapter will be released, but I usually try to update once every week or so as to my life situation and work situation.