I am Immortal

by HITMARX

A continuation of the Death Note story after the end of the anime. The Kira killings return, and Near, Matsuda, and Aizawa have a new case to solve. But who is this new Kira, and what are his intentions? The investigators struggle to gather evidence. This new Kira is different. Nothing leads back to him. No connections. Is he that good, or a ghost out for revenge?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Matsuda was the first to find Light's body. He hated the sight of corpses, but somehow seeing Light like that brought him peace. The body lie on the staircase, eyes wide open. Matsuda looked into them. He got lost in them. He realized what had just occurred.

"Oh my God, I killed Light. I killed Light!" He fell to his knees, Light's corpse continued to stare. Aisawa and the others arrived shortly after. They found Matsuda on the ground sobbing. "Get up Matsuda." Aisawa scolded.

"B-but Aisawa I…"

"You saved the world from a terrible threat," he interrupted. "You're not a murderer Matsuda." He rose to his feet. He felt less guilty now, in fact he was relieved.

"You're right, thanks Aisawa." Together the men carried Light's corpse down to the courtyard outside the warehouse. They eased his body to the ground.

"I wonder where the Shinigami will go now." Aisawa said.

"Back to its own world I guess," Matsuda replied. The group's attention was turned to the horizon. A black speck could be seen flying off into the distance, arms and legs dangling, the gleam of a red sphere in one hand.

. . . . . . . .

Light's true identity was kept a secret from the world. Instead the story was he was another victim of the Kira killings. Sayu and Mrs. Yagami were devastated, now having lost both Light and his father. Misa felt life was no longer worth living. She committed suicide by throwing herself off her hotel building's roof. On her corpse was a bloody note that said "My one shining Light in life is gone, so I too must now go into the darkness".

Light's funeral filled the largest church in Tokyo, and lines stretched miles long of people wanting to pay their respects. It was difficult for the officers to play along, but they kept face. Sayu turned to Matsuda for comfort, but he was reluctant to give it. All he could think of were Light's eyes. How alive they looked. How deceptive they were. If only she knew the truth, he thought. Then what would she think? What would she do? The Kira case was over, but it was the emptiest Matsuda had felt in a long time.