Author's note- Hey guys! I originally had this chapter planned but decided to use a different one with less details at first. I was hesitant to put this chapter up but the PG version kinda ruined my introduction. This is a death note fic so I guess it's only fitting I ditch the PG version that was up and replace it with what I originally planned. The PG version didn't really fit well anyway.

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My hands were sweaty as I clutched my books to my chest. My legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. I could only stand there, staring down the empty hallway. The sound of screams echoed through the hallway.

Bang, bang, bang

The screaming stopped. Silence. Why was it so silent? I could feel my heart pounding a million miles per second in my chest. My hands were shaking.

Bam

I jumped and looked in front of me with wide eyes. I tried to calm myself down. Thank god it was only my books. I hadn't even realized that they had fallen from my grasp.

Bang, bang, bang

More silence. I had to get out of here! I took a shaky step back and frantically tried to find an escape. Footsteps echoed from my left. I gasped for air. The footsteps were getting closer. With shaky hands I bent down to grab one of my books. Why the hell was I even wasting time to grab a damn book?

Bam

That wasn't from me this time. The noise had came from my left. It was close. I could feel the adrenaline rushing through me. I finally found the courage to run. I don't think I've ever ran so fast in my life. My legs felt like they were going to give out. I was gasping in air but I could still feel my body craving for oxygen.

I saw my classroom in the distance. I sped up faster and skidded to a stop. My sweaty hands grasped at the doorknob. It was locked. I couldn't stop the tears that were falling down my face. I pounded on the door.

"Let me in! Please just let me in!" I shouted.

There was no response from the other side. I could still hear the footsteps coming in my direction.

"Let me the fuck in! I'm going to fucking die!" I shouted pounding both my fists on the door.

The footsteps stopped this time at the sound of my screaming. I started hysterically crying. The footsteps started again but this time at a faster pace.

"God damn it! Fuck you, I'm going to die and it's all your fault" I shouted before turning from the door and sprinting away. I was going to die. They were going to let me die!

I felt like my body was going to give up on me but I kept pushing forward. I rounded a corner. Something gripped the back of my shirt and I was yanked backward. I went to scream but a hand covered my mouth. I panicked. I flailed my limbs around trying to get out of the person's grip. They were whispering something but I couldn't make out the words. After a couple of seconds my brain started working again. My brain finally registering what the person was saying.

"Mizuki! Mizuki! Shhh, shhh its okay. It's just me!" A familiar voice whispered.

"Daisuke!" I cried in relief.

"It's okay. Calm down. We can't let him hear us" he whispered. How could he be so calm at a time like this? Why was he here in the bathroom?

"When I heard what was happening I had to come find you" Daisuke told me when he saw my confused look.

I had left in the middle of class to grab the homework that I forgotten at lunch. I couldn't believe it. He actually left the safety of the classroom just to make sure I was safe.

"Stupid! You're stupid" I said, trying to wipe away my tears and snot.

"Yea, maybe I am" he said with a small laugh, "No more talking, we can't let him hear us. Follow me" he said grabbing my hand and leading me into one of the bathroom stalls. He slid the metal lock on the stall and we sat quietly in the handicap stall.

Bang bang bang

I gripped harder on Daisuke's hand. I tried to stay quiet but I couldn't get myself to stop breathing so loud. I held a hand over my mouth but I needed air. I needed more air. Why did it feel like I wasn't getting enough air!?

Creaaaaak

The bathroom door slowly creaked open. Those horrifying, steady footsteps echoed in the bathroom. I froze in fear. I could feel Daisuke's hand squeezing my hand in a death grip.

Bam bam bam

The handicap door shook from the force.

Bam bam bam

The scrawny lock wasn't made to withstand the pressure.

"Thank you" Daisuke whispered, squeezing my hand again. Why was he thanking me?

Bam bam bam

The door flew open.

There was no escape. We were trapped. Daisuke's hand ripped away from mine and he flew forward. He landed a punch on the man before he was hit over the head. He crumpled to the ground.

"Daisuke!" I shouted. Tears were clouding my vision. I looked at the man in front of us.

"Hibiki Adachi" Daisuke frantically shouted to me.

Hibiki. Hibiki Adachi. Hibiki Adachi.

The name echoed in my mind.

"Mizuki! Hurry! Do it!" Daisuke shouted. He was back on his feet. He held his hands spread out from his side. My eyes widened. He was using his body as a shield.

What did he mean? What was I suppose to do again? Why couldn't I remember?

My back was pushed against the wall. I felt trapped with no where to go. My hands trembled. I tried to move my arms but my body wouldn't listen to me.

"Kurou" I whispered. I must have been delusional at this point.

I'm sorry.

Bang bang bang

Daisuke took a step forward before his body fell forward.

The book I was clutching onto dropped to the ground. I fell to my knees.

"DAISUKE!" I shouted. He didn't move.

Please be alive! No. No. NO!

I couldn't move. A small puddle of blood was gathering around Daisuke on the floor. He was my only friend! This had to be a dream. It couldn't be real. Thoughts flashed through my mind like the speed of lightening.

Daisuke couldn't leave me! This was suppose to be our last day before break. We already had our whole summer break planned out. Daisuke and I were going to go to his house and have a movie marathon. We were going to swap our manga collection and stay up all night. I was even able to convince Daisuke to be my goalkeeper so he could help me practice soccer. He wasn't the athletic type so it had really meant something when he agreed to help me. But now...

He wasn't dead! He couldn't be dead!

Daisuke was fine. He was okay. He... he was dead! He was dead and it was all my fault! We were never going to be able to do all those things. I was never going to see him again!

A noise broke me from my thoughts. Hibiki was stepping over Daisuke's body, inching his way toward me. He stopped a couple of steps away. I pushed my back further against the wall. He raised his gun. My eyes were stuck staring straight down the hollow barrel of the gun. Hibiki was going to kill me. I tore my eyes away from barrel and looked up at his face. My breath stopped. His eyes held a phychotic look to them and his lips were stretched out into a smirk. The look made me panic even more. I was going to die. This was the end.

I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the bullet.

Silence.

It was taking too long. I couldn't handle waiting anymore. Why wouldn't he just hurry up and pull the damn trigger?

A shout pierced the air. I heard the gun clatter to the floor. My eyes flung open. Hibiki was frantically grasping at his shirt in pain. His sudden screams of pain startled me. I couldn't understand what the hell was going on. Our eyes locked one last time before he fell down to the ground and took his last breath.

He was dead.

What the hell was going on?

He was dead and I was alive.

I clutched the fabric of my shirt over my heart. I couldn't move. I don't know how long I was frozen in my spot. I could hear the sound of sirens going off in the distance. I didn't dare to move.

Suddenly I heard voices all around me. Someone pulled me up from the floor and placed something around my shoulders. How long had I been sitting there for? It had felt like only seconds.

I was in a daze as they led me out of the bathroom. The next thing I knew I was sitting on the edge of an ambulance. There was a crowd of people around me but I couldn't make out any faces. Everything around me was fuzzy. My brain couldn't make sense of what was going on. I felt lightheaded. Darkness was creeping into the corners of my vision.

Right before I passed out I heard a voice speaking over the police radio.

"The school shooter is no longer a threat. It's safe to clear out the school. The shooter appears to be a boy named Hibiki Adachi. No prior medical issues. The cause of death... a heart attack".