Light The Shinigami
Preparing For Victory
This story takes place just around the same time the series of the second story arc finished. I thought the series ended on kind of a sour note. They could have been far more creative with the ending and could have gone out with a real bang. There could have been more mental chess battles between Light and Near, Mexican stand-offs where it appears one of the two contenders couldn't succeed with out doing damage to themselves, and a few surprises could have been revealed to end such a unique series, but alas it died with a whimper not a roar. This story continues things and takes the audience in a very different direction as we see Light enter the Shinigami relm and eventually become a god of death. I also think the creators of Death Note would feel that this story would do their characters and universe justice.
Light planted his feet on the floor of his apartment, it was cold and solid, but no where near as cool and unyielding as his will to succeed today. This was the very day he would surpass L on all levels and defeat his disciple Near and the rest of the SPK. Then at last he would be able to return to his work as the God of the new world that he would craft to his liking and his form. Walking away from his bed he went into his small bathroom and threw some water on his face. Rubbing all of the drowsiness and tiredness from his eyes and face he could look in the mirror with eyes that could cleave diamonds.
"Today is the day I vanish not only the demons that threaten my new world, but my own personal demons as well," Light said out loud but in a very low voice as if he was trying not to be heard. Ever since L had started tracking him he didn't always live in a state of fear but there was always a unambiguous emotion of uneasiness that seemed to creep around his mind, and he was always keeping a constant high level of awareness. The last time he could remember when he didn't think about L watching him was that seven months after L died and he began reshaping society in the world. Light always had more confidence in himself than anyone else, or faith, science, or even the gods of death he knew personally. Abruptly his cell phone wrong from across the room and on his desk. Casually he slumped down in a chair next to his desk and answered the phone like a simple commoner would.
"Yes," he answered he knew it was one of his bodyguards that was calling him.
"Good morning sir, how do you feel?" his voice was reassuring but he had a stern and quasi-military ring to it. His name was Conover and was one of his best private guards that he kept separate from the rest of the task force. He figured it would be best to keep them working on different pages so they couldn't cooperate with each other if they simultaneously grew very apprehensive and chary about him being Kira.
"I feel like I can take on the whole world today, and all of its demons; how about you?" Light asked with a yawn.
"Great to hear sir, I too feel outstanding, I'll be coming by your apartment to escort you to Near's establishment."
"Okay, I'll see you in about an hour."
"Do you really think this guy could be Kira sir?"
"I'm positive this guy has something to do with it, and today I'm going to prove it," Light stated with a sturdy voice fortified with buoyancy.
"See you then sir, over and out."
It's all just a matter of time Light thought with a relaxed grin. Sitting back in his chair he allowed his thoughts to run and bounce off the walls of his head. It was far to difficult to relax at a time like this, even though he felt very self assured he still couldn't resist all the thoughts of his conquest and victory. Then he remembered he had to call Aziwa and tell him that he was going to be dropped off by some of his own private body guards. He picked up his cell phone and started to dial his Aziwa's cell number. Aziwa answered the phone knowing who was calling him.
"Good morning Light, are you almost ready?"
"Yes, but I have to tell you something."
"What?"
"I am going to be dropped off by one of my personal body guards. You know I as well have to take certain per-cautions as well," Light articulated in a cool and confident voice. Aziwa hesitated for a moment then replied.
"O.K. I'll see you at the warehouse at 1:00 PM then."
"Hey Aziwa."
"Yeah," Aziwa's responded in a somewhat guarded voice.
"Are you ready for this?" Light questioned in a low voice.
"When I worked with your father I always had to be prepared and ready for anything. I'm ready to see what this Near person has for us."
"Good, I could say the same, I'll see you then," Light spoke confidently then hung up the phone. Light looked out his window and saw a man walking down the busy street with a suitcase. The sight of him made Light smile as he reminded him of Mikami carrying the real notebook in a safe container. Delete Light thought deviously.
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One o'clock had arrived and so did Light at his destined location. He stepped out of his elaborate Mercedes S-class sedan and waved good by to Conover. He didn't want his own personal body guards present because he didn't want to appear to be over protecting himself. Also he had promised Near that it was just going to be the members of the task force. Outside the eerie looking structre he met Matsuda, Mogi, and Aziwa and that quiet gentleman that had been assisting Aziwa. He informed Light that Near was inside and was waiting for him.
"Well we better not keep our man waiting," Light suggested with a smile and together they proceeded inwards. When Light stepped into the dark and deserted building he could feel his instinctive reactions sharpen and his mind started to fortify itself with remarks that would stop Near from accusing him of Kira if it ever came to it. Whatever was going to happen their battle was going to end here. Aziwa opened the door that lead to the room where Near and the rest of the SPK was hiding. As the light from the outside world luminated the dim and gloomy room Light laid eyes on Near for the first time. He also slightly snarled at the sight of him, he was wearing a mask the portrayed a cartoonish looking L. Near, you have no right wearing L's face, you are far substandard when compared to him. Aziwa explained who they were and that the child with the white hair wearing the mask was Near. Still Light smiled he knew that Near needed to buy time before Mikami showed up, it was all still going according to his plan.
So far the story doesn't seem all that different from the series, but next chapter things take a very different twist and hopefully all who read it will enjoy it and respect my creative approach.