Chains of Fate: Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, the other characters do belong to me.
This fic is AU and set in a different location, right after the prologue.
"Ryuzaki!"
Light rushed forward as the detective falls out of his chair, embracing him upon hitting the ground. The whole room was thrown into chaos as Light righted himself, holding L's prone body in his arms.
"Ryuzaki, get a hold of yourself!" Light cried anxiously, looking down at the detective that seemed stunned into blankness. But Light could see a flicker of emotion beyond the glassy, black orbs.
He could see pain.
L's lips parted, as if trying to say something to him, but nothing came out. It was a silent cry.
Light felt a stirring within his heart at the sight.
He held L even tighter, .
It's too late.
"I'm sorry," he whispered by the detective's ear, holding back a sob.
L seemed to still at those words.
Light felt a weak hand fist in his shirt.
L heard him.
He knew.
It's too late.
"I'm sorry," he murmured again, burying his face in L's shoulder, "I'm sorry, L."
He felt a wave of hate directed towards him from the dying man. No amount of apologies could excuse him from what he did.
He heard a quiet gasp from the him, it was so low that Light almost couldn't hear it.
"I trusted… you."
Those were the last words he breathed.
Light gasped, pulling back to look at L.
His eyes were closed.
Light heard his breathing go still.
He's dead.
Light shuddered as he could only stare.
Stare at the love of his life.
His L that he killed.
He lost it.
Light screamed.
He could hear nothing.
See nothing.
Nothing but his own screams.
Nothing but his dead lover in his arms.
His lover that he killed.
He killed his everything.
He kept screaming.
Pain.
Desperation.
Hopelessness.
Light grunted as he clutched his injured shoulder, feeling blood trickling out of his wound. He stumbled along the abandoned, empty building. Light panted as he struggled to put his next foot forward. His energy had been depleted from the running. He winced as throbbing pain shot through his body. It felt as though he's on fire. He almost fell as he took another step, taking a laboured breath.
Light looked up and spotted metal stairs that led to the next floor.
He had no destination in mind. So he kept walking.
Light climbed the first few steps painfully.
Just keep walking.
Light panted, half-leaning on the railings. He grunted as he took another step.
I'm not dead.
Light cried out as he collapsed on the steps. Blood stained the surface. He tried to push himself up, to keep going.
He can't.
Not anymore.
Light groaned and turned to lie on his back, staring up at the sky through a hole in the dilapidated roof. It glowed a beautiful orange. A sunset. The sign of an ending.
His ending.
Alone.
Light let a wry smile show on his face.
A fitting end for him. Dying alone in an abandoned warehouse, broken, cornered.
A painful throb began in his chest, stacking up with all of his agony. His breath hitched as he rode out the last excruciating moments of his life.
His vision blurred as his life ebbed away.
A figure stood in the outskirts of his vision.
Who was that?
He focused with effort, seeing familiar baggy clothes, tracing a figure that he had seen a million times before. That hair… Only one person he knew have that kind of hair.
Light struggled with his muddled brain to place his identity.
Ryuzaki?
He opened his mouth to speak but only a weak grunt of pain escaped his lips.
L stared at him coldly, his eyes were blank, guarded.
"I did not come of my own accord, if Kira-kun was wondering."
What are you doing here, then?
L silently raised his arm, where a clink of metal could be heard.
Light traced the line of his arm to see a silver cuff rounding his wrist. He followed it only to see that the other end is attached to his own arm.
What?
"We share the same fate, remember?" L said, "Now I'm stuck with you for as long as time allow."
Light's head fell back, resting on the steps as his strength waned.
L stepped forward and looked down at him, "It's only fitting that I witness you suffer at the end, Kira-kun."
I suppose.
Light's eyelids drooped while L watched on nonchalantly.
Hey L.
"Yes?"
Could you not call me that?
"Call you what, Kira-kun?"
… Never mind.
A last stab of pain shot down his spine, causing him to shudder involuntarily.
L stared on, something shifting beneath those black eyes that Light couldn't place.
"Goodbye, Raito-kun."
Bye, Ryuzaki.
Then all was black.
A/N: And that was the end... of this section (sob).