The Puppet Master 19

Death Note story

This story will follow the original plotline with some changes. Also there will be side-pairings, please enjoy.

Title: Darkest night Eternal Blight

Characters: Light Yagami and Luna Koyama

Gender: Hurt/Comfort/Drama/Horror/Crime

Summary: Light Yagami found a strange notebook called Death Note. At first his intentions were good but then he changed completely. With the Death Note Light, can write the world at his way, perfecting all the defects and polish the ridge of evil. But for that he will need someone to support him and Luna Koyama is perfect for that task.

Character Info (she's fictional)

Name: Luna Koyama.

Age: same as Light

Appearance: Middle back silver hair and dark blue eyes.

Likes: weather, animals, culture, helping people and cultures.

Dislikes: Light's mind state, spicy food, violence and pervert people.

Hobby: Hospital volunteer

Past: Luna Koyama belongs to a small family from Japan. She and light were good teen friends until he found Death Note. Luna isn't a straight A student but she can easily resolve problems. She's constantly annoyed by Mello and Light. She thinks Misa is a good friend but easily fooled by Light.

Chapter 1: A lonely place to die

Prologue

Luna's POV

It's officially. I've death fingers trapped around me. Everything changed when I met a guy called Light Yagami. I was his neighbor since my fourteen years old, when he still lived with his parents, and we were actually good friends until one day he changed completely.

He's currently the top straight A student and the most popular guy. Like the other girls I've a crush on him well to be more specific I used to have a crush on him. Like I mentioned before everything changed when he found a notebook written on the cover the words: Death Note in the school ground. I've heard about Death Books and I wasn't the kind of person who believes in those things, and that was so naïve from my part.

Well we left school like we usually do because we had a group project to do so I went to his apartment.

He was gazing the notebook when I took it from him. I felt a strong and cold wave of shivers. I immediately dropped the creepy object and he stared at me intently. He started to laugh at that moment and grabbed the notebook. He asked me if I was okay but I couldn't take my eyes from that thing. Something about that strange black object didn't make me feel human. Like it wanted my soul. Inviting me to grab it again. And I continued to insist to myself that was just a normal notebook since I didn't believe that existed.

To my pleasure, Light comforted me by rubbing my shoulder. I blushed when he kissed my head. I felt normal again, forgetting the stupid Death Note. He grabbed the notebook and waved to me to come to his house so we could finish the project.

I went to his house and we did the project together but he passed all his time staring at that notebook. I can't say how many times he picked that and touched those sheets. It was like he was paralyzed and knew with what he was playing. In the peak of our silence he asked me if I wanted to write something in that book. At first I didn't understand what he wanted to express but he didn't listened to me.

He continued to stare at the notebook and saying, it was calling for him. I insisted that he should leave the book and focus on things more important. Like predictable he didn't give me attention, so when I was going to leave his house I saw him write something on it.

I wanted to see what he wrote and was I was surprised to see who it was. I asked him why he was doing that and at first he initially was skeptical of the notebook's authenticity, but after experimenting it, he realized that the Death Note was actually real. I rolled my eyes several times and I ignored him. He wrote our classmate's name and the way he would die and he started to look at nowhere specifically. Like he was gazing someone.

Lewis Jackson commits suicide by hitting his head with a hammer thirteen times.

I gasped and I accused him how horrible he could be. He joked and closed the Death Note, stroking my face. I slapped his hand away and left his house. I felt him going after me so took the short path and in a flash I didn't hear his voice anymore.

Now I regret it. I regret being friends with him. In the next morning the gossips started. Lewis died exactly how he wrote. I've mistaken the power of that book.

...

I was too naïve to actually believe in such power and black magic. I was an idiot.

Now Light doesn't want to leave that book for nothing. He came quite fond to that object. He became more heartless and he invented a mask of personalities and characters. I don't know when he's being actually himself or just pretending. He always threatens me. He's afraid that I open my mouth. He killed my cousin with the intention of showing he was serious.

Then…

After putting much on thought into whether or not he should continue using the notebook; he ascertains that no one else would bear the burden of improving the world that explains why he came with the idea of needing someone at his side to rule the world. I was speechless. If he had came to me before finding that Death Note I wouldn't hesitate to accept but when I showed the opposite...he made me suffer.

Now I'm waiting for him in my house. I've to protect my parents and brothers or he'll kill them. He said it himself.

And now I'm alone. In a couple of days, Light felt a huge desire to kill my Boss, Fujimoto. Sure My boss isn't the most gently guy on earth; he's extremely pervert, and was accused of being a rapist. Light didn't conform with the sentence which was granted, so he decided to make justice with his own hands.

Normal POV

Luna was seated in the edge of her bed, playing with her fingers while waiting for Light. He called her a few minutes ago, warning her that he was going to pick her up.

Her parents were so happy, thinking that their only daughter was dating Light. His parents were also happy, although Light is more detachment from them.

Luna didn't have to hide her displeasure near him. He too knows, she secretly whishes for him to not appear. But no matter what she thinks of him that will not change. Not for him.

When Luna heard her mother opening the door and greeting Light, her heart felt a strong tug. "Thank you Miss Yumi. Where's Luna?"

"In her room, dear. Make yourself comfortable." Her mother was so sweet towards people even to the strange ones.

"Thanks Miss Yumi." She heard his fake voice.

Luna looked to her door and heard his knocks.

She immediately pulled her blank expression. He entered and closed the door gently behind him. "Good you're here. I thought you would leave like the other times." He said placing his bag on her secretary.

...

He looked to her from the corner of his eyes and waited some reaction. She gave him nothing. "I've some news for you." He said, sitting next to her.

"I thought you were with Takada." She said looking at him.

"She's working." Light brushed some strands of her silver hair, and whispered to her ear. "I must know Joker's name."

"Why don't you ask Misa?" Luna pushed him off kindly.

Resting his elbows on his knees, Light said indifferently. "I rather find it in a hard way than have her near me all the time."

"I thought you wanted her near you."

"She's very useful but I need a bit time from her. Besides like I said I rather find it in a hard way." He murmured, getting close to her.

To change the topic, Luna asked trying to get more space between them, since Light was enjoying his moves. "Did you visit your parents?"

"Yes I did." He nibbled her earlobe, as his left hand wasted no time to glue itself on her right thigh. Luna grimaced, feeling his arm snaking around her waist. Light pushed Luna, making both fall on the bed at a snail's pace.

Luna continued to grimace while Light did what he wanted. "I'm not Misa." She said trying to push him off her but without success.

Light got her there trapped under him. He took the opportunity of her weakness, to grab her legs to spread them apart. She gasped when he gave her, a soft pat on her female area. She stared at him with pathetic eyes. This wasn't the Light she used to love.

Not at all.

He unbuttoned half of her shirt just enough to show her collar bone, not leaving her tender lips. He planted several hickeys all over her neck. In the precise moment she felt his fingers playing with the rim of her underwear, Light stopped. His bangs shadowed his eyes when he got up and seated. "What is his name again, Luna?" He asked making his way to her secretary, pulling his Death note.

Luna was staring at the ceiling. She knew Ryuk was there, she didn't see him but Light usually stops when he appears. How does she know? She heard him cursing the previous owner of Death Book.

...

"The name Luna, I need the name." He said not looking at her.

"It seems I appeared in a wrong time." Ryuk said glancing at Luna who continued silent.

"How about Mamoru Koyama?" He said with his pen full of death paint ready to write. Luna snapped directly at her baby's brother name.

"Very well." Light started to write, felling a strong yank of his arm, making the page being almost ripped. She grabbed tightly Light's arm, making them smirk. Luna didn't want to say her boss's name but she also didn't want to lose her brother.

He's known as Joker, because he's always joking around with everyone, even with his enemies. He owns a company of paper called WDC, White Dragons Scales. He promoted Luna as his secretary. Despite having middle aged man's problems and an extremely solitary person he was a gentleman. His obsessed passion for Luna made him do horrible things.

"Fujimoto." She whispered into his ear, felling his hand pulling a strand of her silver hair, bringing it to his lips. "Good girl." That was all he said before testifying his insanity.

His hand commanded his writing with lethal scribbles, his laugh, and his insanity described him as a unique Kira.

Before the attack Fujimoto was walking peacefully thought the empty streets with his dark brown suitcase. In a few quarters away from her window, he wanted to make a surprise to Luna.

Then it finally occurred. Reacting at each scribble Light made, jets of blood came out of his body, creating incredible pools of blood. Painting the walls red, making the red livid blood seem darker than ever.

Fujimoto screamed at the torture while Light enjoyed with such pleasure the old man's death. It happened all to quick.

Then Fujimoto, in a last mouthful of air he looked to the silver moon and he saw Luna's figure smiling at him.

He died with a smile on his face. A very sick smile.

Light felt Luna's hand slide from his arm. He leaned his back against the chair and breathed out.

"That was quick." Ryuk said, looking at the notebook. "Very inspired as I can see."

"That was for your own good, Luna." Light closed the Death Note and tossed the pen aside. "The day was stressing. Let's go to my house." He suggested cupping her face, so she could lock eyes with him.

"You're a murder." She said, feeling his flattering hands growing cold.

"I'm writing the world at my way." He said showing his true identity.

When she didn't respond, Light grabbed her hand, picked his bag and took her to his house. "Where're you going, sister?"

"We're going to take a walk, Mamoru." Light said smiling.

"Can I go too?" He asked happily.

"Humm, maybe tomorrow." He said, patting his head. Mamoru smiled and waved to Luna and Light. When the silver haired-girl stepped out the house she felt a strong scent of blood in the air.

"This is perfume." Light said pulling her to him, encircling an arm around her shoulders.

Remember this was just the prologue . It will be certainly more crimes.