"Prologue: An Evil Thing"
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Author's Note: This is a Death Note fan fiction. All of it, except the first section, takes place 4 years after the Kira case. And, btw, Joshua is American.
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The apparition of L stood over Light, staring into Light's eyes. He moved his hand, and put his middle finger into the air.
"Tell me Light, have you ever told the truth for once?" asked the apparition. Light tried to respond, but his head fell down dead. L's apparition disappeared.
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Joshua Whittington sat there at his desk. He was finally doing it, writing up his plans for world domination. He would rule the world and make it a better place… a utopia.
"Humans are evil creatures… but I will mold them into something new… something great..." whispered Joshua to himself. He stopped to drink some lemonade, but then noticed a notebook that wasn't there before. It was a glossy black, and had words written in an odd font on it.
"De-ath. No-te," Joshua made out. He opened the notebook and read, "The person whose name is written in this note shall die."
Suddenly, something clicked in Joshua's head. The Kira case suddenly made sense. Kira had used a Death Note to kill his victims. The high school student grinned evilly. With the Death Note he could fix what Kira had done wrong. He could rule the world openly…
"Having fun?" asked Ryuk, who had flown up behind him.
"Crap! What the hell are you…?" asked Joshua.
"A shinigami. It means God of Death. I am the one who gave you that notebook there. Now, do you have any apples? After all, I just love Human apples…" replied Ryuk.
So, Gods of Death really do like apples… thought Joshua.
"Sure, I'll give you apples, but I want a favor."
"What's that?" asked Ryuk?
"Tell me everything you know about Kira!" demanded Joshua.
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"Yagami Light come forth. It is time for your sentence to Nothingness," Light's spirit heard. His spirit moved forward, and then saw a desolate wasteland. He saw spirits floating around, looking sad, and demonic looking creatures sleeping and gambling.
"The… Shinigami World…" he said.
"We will now judge you new spirits on whether you may become shinigami or not," said a shinigami wearing a crown. The Shinigami King.
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L. Lawliet walked down the street wearing a hoody. He had faked his death.