CHAPTER 1
(L'S P.O.V)
As I glanced out the car window at the darkened sky, I realized that it matched my mood. I wasn't just feeling melancholy,but very nervous. The car pulled to a stop at a traffic light. Instead of heading to headquarters, and meeting up with Mello and Near,
I headed towards the hospital. I closed my eyes for a moment and pictured my sick friend Thomas Rivero, a healthy jovial stocky individual. I had to prepare myself for what was to come. Thomas was lying on his death bed, going through the last stage of cancer.
I wasn't afraid of death, but rather what it did to the ones closest to me. I opened my eyes, and stared sadly at my reflection, that reflected on the car window.
First Watari and now Thomas.
Death left me feeling numb and empty. The car made a left turn, as I pulled out my wallet, and stared at a picture of Misa. Misa grinning from ear to ear wearing a red dress, with a blue baseball cap on her head. I had taken her to a big ball game that day.
She also had on a gigantic baseball glove with its index finger pointing upwards. I smiled softly at her picture. Looking at her picture when I felt uncomfortable mentally gave me some comfort. We have been dating for over a year now, and I am loving every single moment of it.
When it came to our relationship, everything is new and exciting. From experiencing my first kiss, to learning her deepest thoughts. I was beginning to understand Misa a lot better, while she gained my perspective on life through my eyes. However, every now and again when I look at Misa I remember Light.
I don't bring his name up for Misa's sake. When it came to Misa, I wanted Light Yagami to be a distant memory.
He had hurt her enough…
For as long as I am alive:
I WILL NEVER FORGET LIGHT YAGAMI.
KIRA…
I had never voiced my opinion to anyone, about life after death, however I believed that Light was still alive. It wasn't impossible, after all Near had found a way to revive Mello and I.(Prequel fake it till you make it) after being killed by the notebook. My biggest case as a detective was the Kira case and I had lost.
I wouldn't dare admit it to Misa, but I secretly wanted a rematch with Kira. The vehicle came to an abrupt stop, jolting me out of my thoughts. It was raining heavy now. The driver had climbed out of the car quickly, and opened his umbrella, getting ready to open my door.
As I finally stepped out into the cold, I braced myself to stare death in the face for a second time.
(L'S P.O.V)
The air-conditioning hit me like a ton of bricks, as I entered the hospital. To my surprise, the halls were empty and quiet. Aizawa who was waiting on me, put down the pamphlet he was reading as he spotted me. "Good morning Aizawa," I greeted him with my hands stuffed in my pockets.
"Morning L. Are you ready?," Aizawa asked. I had asked Aizawa to come along on the visit. "Yes. Could you wait outside for me, I want to have a private conversation with him." I explained. "Not a problem Ryuuzaki," Aizawa answered while we walked down the hallway.
As we walked on in silence, I listened to the echoing sound of our footsteps. Every step I took I became more nervous, which also made me annoyed. 'I'm over thinking it' I told myself, as we took a left turn to room 108. So why did I feel like death was lurking in these walls?.
I came to a halt staring at the gold platted number 108 on the door. Aizawa took a seat on a bench on the right. I opened the door slowly, to see Thomas lying on his back, staring at the closed window. I silently closed the door, and approached the bed slowly.
My eyes softened in sympathy as I stared at him. I realized that I had to face the fact that Thomas Rivero, who I grew up to know as a friend through Watari, was now looked thin pale with blotchy skin. Tubes were hooked up in his nose. His shrunken eyes fell on me, as I heard his irregular breathing.
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Whatever I had planned to say had vanished from my thoughts. The familiar feeling of hollowness, and emptiness returned just like when I realized Watari was dead.
"I'm sorry," I heard myself say. "I wish things didn't have to be like this. Watari and you." I paused coming closer to him. "You were like a father to me just like Wat-" Without warning, I stared in shock, as Thomas hand shot out, and grabbed me in a deathly grip.
"Thomas!," I exclaimed in surprise trying to pull away. We were nose to nose with one another, as his lifeless eyes were suddenly replaced with a crazed look.
"HE'S COMING…" Thomas wheezed out. I was too stunned to say anything. "He is coming to claim this world as his own!" Thomas shouted. Without thinking I shoved him away with all my strength. Stumbling backwards, I bumped into a small table that fell over.
I backed away, from Thomas, as I watched him gasp for air. The door suddenly swung open, and Aizawa appeared, "what's going on I heard shouting." He glanced back and forth at us for a moment, then ran off to calling for a doctor.
I didn't want to believe what I just heard, but I knew exactly what he was talking about. I watched helplessly, as Thomas struggled to breath. I slowly slew down the wall. If Thomas was right:
THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF THE END…