I don't own Death Note, NBC's Heroes, Marvel Comics or DC comics.
Just a fic dedicated to two of my favorite shows.
This is a fusion fic of Death Note mostly with NBC's Heroes but a bit of other comics as well… you'll see.
Pairings: mainly Light x L, Mello x Near possibly others. Don't know yet.
Rating may go up later, I'll let you guys know...
Chapter 1 Becoming
Back to the street where we began / Feeling as good as lovers can, you know /
Yeah we're feeling so good / Pickin' up things we shouldn't read /
It looks like the end of history as we know / It's just the end of the world /
Back to the street where we began / Feeling as good as love, you could, you can /
Into a place where thoughts can bloom / Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon /
And we know that it could be / And we know that it should /
And you know that you feel it too / 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon… /
Back to the street / Down to our feet /
Losing the feeling of feeling unique / Do you know what I mean? /
Back to the place / Where we used to say /
Man it feels good to feel this way / Now I know what I mean /
Back to the street, back to the place, / Back to the room where it all began, hey /
Back to the room where it all began / 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon /
Your eyes are the size of the moon / You could 'cause you can so you do /
We're feeling so good / Just the way that we do /
When it's nine in the afternoon
"Nine In the Afternoon," Panic! At the Disco
Five years ago
Kanto, Japan. Light Yagami (age 13)
Light was so bored.
Light felt like he was wasting away here. Wasn't he supposed to be doing something… important with his life?
Something Special?
Out there helping people, making a difference?
"When you're older Light… His father had assured him. Not too long, the cases will be ready for you in ten years … Focus on studying right now."
As if he needed to. He was already smarter than most of the detectives out there, and had solved his share of cases (which had only earned him the ire of said detectives).
What's the use of his brilliance, of perfect test scores, if he couldn't use those talents for the betterment of the world?
As he had these bitter thoughts the teacher called on him.
Light smiled. He recited the line perfectly. The teacher complimented him…
He felt so trapped.
The real world... Out there…
Light resumed his dreamy gaze out the window...
And saw something black falling out of the sky…
Osaka, Japan. Present time. Misa Amane (19) and Rem Gelús (21)
"Hey Rem, you brought the camera?"
"Yeah, but what are we doing here?" asked the older Goth girl.
Misa smiled. "You'll see… keep filming me." Rem looked on with concern as the blonde began climbing the fire escape but did as she was asked. She nervously brushed her purple bangs out of her face with her sharpened nails and put the camera up to golden eyes...
When Misa had climbed to the roof she shouted "Hey, Rem! Watch this!"
…And then she leaped off the roof of the building.
"Oh Goddess! MISA!"
There was a thickening thud and crack of bones. Rem ran to where Misa had fallen.
"MISA!"
Misa got up and smiled. "Did you get it?"
That nasty gash on Misa's face was visibly healing right before her eyes.
Rem was so relieved that she could have throttled her…
"How could you scare me like that?"
Misa ignored Rem and said to the camera "This is Misa Amane. That was attempt number six."
Kanto Japan. Touta Matsuda (25)
Matsuda sighed as he stood behind the police lines. "We should be where the action is! Not—stuck back here directing traffic!"
"Yeah, yeah," said his afro-haired colleague, "So how did the detective exams go?"
"Well…"
Aizawa punched him affectionately in the shoulder. "Don't worry, man. Not everyone's a test taker."
Matsuda just stood there looking crestfallen, keeping alert looking for some big break that would let him prove himself…
Help me!
Matsuda shot to attention. What was that? A little girl, crying?
Don't hurt me!
How come no one else seemed to hear her? Matsuda followed the sound.
Somebody… please!
"Matsuda! What are you doing?"Aizawa hissed as Matsuda ducked under the police tape and charged inside the house...
He fought to keep his breakfast down when he saw the body of a man frozen solid and sitting at the kitchen table; the open skull cavity next to the cereal bowl.
In the background Matsuda overheard two women arguing.
What? The NPA? And a CIA consultant? This was big!
"It's another victim, Halle. Head sawed off, brains removed. It's Saiko!"
"There is no Saiko! Just the last words of a dying victim. Utterly meaningless. Get a grip Misora, you're obsessed! I mean… this must have been a group crime. Look at her…" Halle indicated the body of the woman pinned to the wall with the many knives and various kitchen implements, "It would take three guys to lift her up like that!"
"Any word on the daughter?"
"Maki Nakaido, still missing."
Just then Naomi spotted Matsuda.
"Hey! Who are you? You're not supposed to be here!"
Matsuda shushed her and followed the sounds to find the crying girl in a crawlspace underneath the stairs.
Don't hurt me.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
He hurt my mom and dad.
"It's alright. You're safe now."
Winchester, England Wammy's House for Gifted Youngsters. Mihael Keehl (15) and Nate Rivers (13)
Mello was in the library doing his homework when Near came in. To the casual observer he looked as calm and apathetic as ever, but to Mello who grew up with him and had learned to read "the many moods of Near" could see he was bursting with excitement.
"Mello… eh Mello!" Near poked him. Mello glanced away from his book to see Near's grinning face peering up at him.
Now what could have Near grinning at him so smugly? Aced another test? Beat him in another project and come to gloat? Mello was dreading the news already. He also would very much like to knock that smug look off his face… but he restrained himself.
Mello sighed and looked forlornly at his empty mug. He needed more cocoa.
That's it he'd use this distraction as an opportunity for a chocolate break… but first get rid of the pest…
"Near, can't you see I'm trying to work here?"
Chocolate break… what am I thinking—I just HAD a chocolate break. This is Near's fault, somehow… Now… is Near deliberately trying to sabotage me so I can't catch up?
"Mello, I did it."
Mello put his all into ignoring the damn bleating sheep.
"I stopped time."
Now that had Mello's attention…
"I even made the clock jump back a second."
Mello looked panicked. Near, shut up. THEY'LL hear you.
Sure Near might test better than him but he could be so naïve. He didn't seem to fully grasp the realities of this very institution… and sure Near was a major thorn in Mello's side but he wanted to beat Near fair and square, not by having THEM drag him away…
…and so Mello laughed it off. Hoping Near would get the hint…
"That's impossible Near. Now quit playing around. That test is coming up, and I'm going to beat you this time, just watch me."
Mello missed Near's moping of "I'm not lying" and "I'll show you..." as he walked away…
Kanto Japan Touta Matsuda (25)
Matsuda was getting ready to go home when Naomi rounded on him. "How the hell did you do that, Matsuda?"
"What? I just heard her crying! Didn't you…? I mean I thought everyone could hear it?"
"I heard that you failed to make detective three times," she pressed on "How does that make you feel?"
Why the hell are you asking…?
"I don't know, embarrassed I guess? A little angry."
"A little angry? Angry enough to do something about it?"
"Oh, I see what you're getting at. I didn't kill these people it was Saiko!"
How did you know that name? "How did you know that name?"
"I heard it." You SAID it!
"Like you heard the girl crying?"
Yes."
"Well hear this one. You're under arrest." Naomi said as she slapped him in handcuffs.
"Hey!"
Winchester England Wammy's House for Gifted Youngsters (the basement)
L Lawliet (24)
L was scanning over the various computer screens when Watari came in with a manila folder. That could only mean…
"L, we have your next mission. You're going to Japan."
L swiveled the office chair around.
"The Saiko Case?" L demanded.
"I'm afraid not."
"What about Kira?" He pressed.
The first mysterious killings had been in Kanto. Kira HAD to be there. If they would only let him investigate!
Watari sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "L, chase urban legends on your own time."
"You guys never give me time off" L grumbled.
"Exactly."
L sighed. He really wanted a challenge. Not this same old bag and tag.
He knew they were saving him because he was their ultimate weapon, their ace in the hole against (other) Freaks… but it could get so boring...
Upon seeing L's dour mood Watari interjected "However, this mission is on their home turf, so you just might get lucky. You'll be working with our agent on the ground there."
L glanced at the photo of his current partner. Ah, the man in the Horn-Rimmed Glasses. L had worked with him before...
"Yes. Thank you Watari."
L got suited up for the mission in custom body armor fitted and suited just for him with his unique conditions and quirks. It was dark blue, almost black, with white streaks breaking up the outline. (It also looked scary and badass—just no capes, they get stuck in doors far too easily…)
L then went back and looked through the files. Yes, he was going to Kanto Japan (he could not waste this opportunity, he would find Kira!)… his assigned target was...
Touta Matsuda. A suspected telepath.
Well… now THAT should be interesting.
L smiled. He had already memorized all of the information.
A bolt of static rose from L's finger tips and the photograph and files went up in flames.
A/N: Well what do you think? Yes? No? Maybe so?