This is a sequal to Paradise. I do not own Death Note in any way

Purgatory

Prologue

It was pitch black when Roger received a knock on his door. He walked outside and saw a small bundle wrapped tightly in blankets. Roger cocked one of his bushy, white eyebrows. There was a letter tied to the bundle. Roger read:

LIGHT YAGAMI

MAY HE BRING YOU PEACE WHILE HE BROUGHT ME NOTHING BUT PAIN AND SUFFERING

Roger arched another eyebrow as he scanned the tightly bound package. He carefully unwound the string the letter was tied to. The blankets fell after it was released.

It was a baby boy. He looked about three or four years old. He had caramel colored hair that swept in front of his eyes that were the same color. Roger was surprised by how quite the child was able to remain during the time he was tied up like this. What's more is the note. MAY HE BRING YOU PEACE WHILE HE BROUGHT ME NOTHING BUT PAIN AND SUFFERING. What was that about? Roger shook his head and took the child inside. He wasn't going to just leave him.

Roger walked back to his office and laid Light on his couch and made some tea. He sat in a chair in front of Light and presented him with the tea. Light stared at it blankly.

"Where's your father? Your mother?" Roger asked curiously.

Light looked at his feet. He shook his head slightly.

"Do you know where they are?"

Light frowned slightly, "D-Daddy died…"

Roger nodded, "Yes… what about your mother?"

"Mommy hates me…" Light frowned as tears gathered in his eyes.

"I doubt that, child," Roger smiled.

Light scanned the walls of Roger's office, "Where am I?"

Roger jumped up and ruffled the child's hair, "You're at Wammy's house; an institution for the best and brightest minds."

Light arched one of his eyebrows, "Then maybe I should be somewhere else… Mommy always called me stupid."

"It's your mother who is ignorant. She left you, didn't she?"

Light's eyes got wide as he looked up at Roger, "S-she l-left…" Tears poured down his face as the reality of what was happening.

Roger silently cursed himself as he bent down on his knees to Light. He continued patting his head, "Don't cry, son. Things are not as bad as they seem. We're going to take care of you here."

Light sniffled as he wiped his eyes, "T-thank you…"

There was a knock at Roger's door and a small child entered afterwards. He was seven with black hair and big emotionless eyes that sparkled slightly with the lights in the room. "You called for me."

"Lawliet this is the third time you've been late when I call you."

Lawliet cringed, "I told you not to call me that." He looked over at Light, "I'm Law or L."

Roger rolled his eyes, "You can't call yourself L, Lawliet."

Lawliet sighed, "Mother called me that…"

Roger rolled his temples, "Very well… will you please sit over there while I try to figure out where to put this boy?"

Lawliet nodded and sat in Roger's chair with his legs pulled up close to his chest and his arms wrapped around them. He watched the two almost intently.

Roger brushed back Light's hair, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." Light sniffled and nodded. "I'm going to attend to him then I'll be right back."

Lawliet was analyzing the new child. "When did you find him," He muttered bluntly.

"That's irrelevant. Lawliet, L is coming to visit you—"

"L," Lawliet stated. "I find it useless to call myself a different name when I am only going to change it to L once I succeed him." Roger sighed and nodded, therefore marking Lawliet as L. He started going on about how L would have to be "presentable" to L.

Light wasn't paying attention. He felt awkward being there while Roger and L spoke. Light saw something flash outside then heard thunder directly after. Unlike most two year olds, he liked the rain. It felt calming and relaxing. Light walked to the window after hoping off the stair. He stared idly as the rain continued to pelt the window.

L nodded in annoyance, "I'm not that naïve, Roger. I know how to behave."

Roger turned to the couch, but Light wasn't there. His eyes darted frantically across the room. Then he cast his eyes to one of the windows in his office. Light was laughing as he stared outside. Roger came up from behind him to see what was making him laugh.

It was dark and hazy outside, but Roger made out one figure hanging from a tree. Her long hair flew wildly around her face. Roger couldn't make out what type of person she was, but one thing was obvious.

She had committed suicide.

It would only be later on that Roger would find out it was the famous model and actress Misa Amane. Also known as Light's mother…

After digging in a few case files and do a very thorough background check Roger discovered a few key items about the mysterious two year old. Light Yagami; son of Light Yagami and Misa Amane. Of course Roger remembered the first Light Yagami from the Kira investigation. His girlfriend, Misa Amane, must have gotten pregnant during the last few weeks she actually came out of contact with the notebook. Light had no knowledge that there was a child. However, Amane must have had a hard time. Light (II) looked exactly like his father, so seeing that couldn't have been easy considering Misa's obsession with Light. She'd taken her son to Wammy's House where she committed suicide by hanging from a tree. Though, that did say something about the child considering how he laughed while it happened. Then again, he was two.

So now the only thing left to do was place him somewhere. He wasn't going to just throw the child out… well, he could… Maybe… No! He was going to be kind. Who knows? He is the son of Light Yagami. There's a chance that his intelligence would show some promise. It wasn't like another note would fall from the sky. No. He would keep the child. No matter what…

TBC

How does the sequal sound so far? I got the idea of reincarnation... its summer so i shall keep steady updates as best as I can... please tell me wat u thought...