Ikanaro's Death Note
Fore-note: I watched the Death Note series a little while ago, and I fell in love. Yes.. I was one of those people who cried at the end and was just hoping for more to come. Unfortunately I was unable to get a hold of the mangas, so I didn't get to see how the story really should have ended. So, I decided to write this OC Fan Fic in hopes that I can create my own character, and an ending that I actually like, so take that you English dubbing jerks!
Disclaimer: I do not own or take any credit for creating the genius that is Death Note... sorry to those whom were hoping that I was really cool, and to those lawyers out there who love a good law suit.
Chapter 1. Enter Ikanaro
The street lamp illuminated the school's parking lot with a harsh white glow causing the infinite network of cracks to cast a shadow that made them seem like canyons dividing the sleek blacktop into a million little islands. The clouds did not let any light from the heavens pass through which made the sky look like the mouth of an infinite abyss. Ikanaro Sanatazu stared up into the void and imagined what could be hiding in its murky depths. Perhaps a monster or another world.
"Too bad I'll never get to see it," she thought to herself. Ikanaro, in total, was a rather funny and strange girl. Her stark black hair was often found rolled in a bun with a No. 2 pencil stabbed straight through the center. She rarely wore jewelry, unless if she was forced to by her parents during their "super fun" family get togathers. No, Ikanaro was different than most humans. She didn't concern herself with worldly things like looks or smarts, she instead chose to immerse herself into nature. She would often say to herself whenever she felt lonely, "Remember, the grass is living and it is always there, and the trees won't ever run away if you tell them your problems...". This would cause quite a scene at school, after all, who would want to hang out with a girl who found solace in talking to trees? Whenever someone would ask her if she was on drugs, or if she enjoyed her time at the mental hospital she would simply smile and say, "Of course!".
However, there were some people who took an interest in here... more like one person. His name was Insu Darento, and he was... well... several years older and just so happened to be watching Ikanaro's date with the sky through the tinted windows of his black Sedan.
"Hm... looks like pretty is out for a late night stroll," he lipped his cracked thin lips, "Maybe pretty would like to come over for the night...".
Ikanaro looked over her shoulder and noticed the black Sedan perched in the far back corner of the lot. She had no idea that there was a man with dark intentions in his heart sitting there returning her stare.
"That is so sketch..." she thought to herself, and decided it was time to start on her way to the train station. As she walked towards the driveway, the car engine started up. Ikanaro's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened a little.
"Just a coincidence."
She started to walk a little faster, and when she looked behind her she saw that the car was edging towards her, like how a cat stalks its prey before it makes the final pounce.
Inside the car, Insu was beginning to sweat and breath extremely heavily. He always loved the anticipation before a catch, and this girl would be his crowning jewel, as he said about the last one, and the one before that. "Just one more," he would always think to himself when he was cleaning the blood off of his skinning knife, floor, and table. Every girl had their own reasons for being the crowning jewel, however he thought this one was different. "She's just so odd," he'd cackle as he was plotting out her schedule, when she'd be alone, and when she'd be tired.
As the car grew closer, Ikanaro began to become more and more frantic. She started to come up with some explanations as to who was in the car. "It's just a teacher, or a parent, or a principle, or...". She couldn't take it anymore and broke out into a dead sprint, praying for her legs to carry her far away from the ambiguous vehicle. As she ran, the car started to speed up to the point where it was right beside her. The window rolled down and a man called out, "Hey sweety, your parents wanted me to pick you up, they're tied up at the office."
"My parents work at home you asshole, go away!"
Insu smirked, he loved a good chase. "Come on pretty..." Ikanaro shuttered when he said that, "I just want to give you a lift, don't want to over-work those pretty legs of yours. Come on, why are you still running?".
Ikanaro took a sharp left turn onto a main road and was greeted with headlights that just screamed "don't worry, you're safe now, people are here!". She didn't notice that Insu had pulled far ahead of her and was parallel parked against a curb. Ikanaro decided to keep running, just for good measure.
"That was so creepy," she thought to herself. Just then a car door opened right in front of her, and with no time to react she plowed right into it, flipped through the hole where the window had been rolled down, and was knocked out cold. Insu shot out of the driver's side with a look of panic and surprise on his face. When he noticed that no one was around and any passing by drivers were absorbed in their own lives, he let his face loosen up a bit. His eyes widened to that of a madman. It seemed like his pupils where quivering with joy for the new toy they will soon get to see be dismantled. He broke into a wide-mouthed grin, exposing yellow, chipped, cavity filled teeth to the cool nighttime air. He sent out a wicked cackle that would give the devil nightmares, and loaded an unconscious Ikanaro into the passenger side of his car. He then got into the drivers side and slammed the door shut.
"Oh I know pretty... people these days just don't seem to care, do they?"
He started the engine and drove off into the night. Though he may of thought his crime had gone unseen, a pair of yellow eyes, nesting in the heavens, had witnessed the entire incident.
"Oh, this will be fun indeed."
