Ryuzaki's heart clenched, and he felt his breathe catch in his throat. He felt his head become very light and the spoon that he had been holding slipped from his fingers.
"Huh? What's wrong, Ryuzaki?" he heard a voice say but only vaguely.
His chair began to tip over and he felt the world begin spinning. He was helpless as hard, cold concrete rushed to meet him. Right before he hit the ground, warm arms wrapped around him, cushioning him.
"Ryuzaki?!" yelled the brunette whose arms surrounded him. Everyone stood in shocked silence and Ryuzaki was left with only his thoughts, and was unable to speak.
Light Yagami...
Ryuzaki looked at Light, his friend, probably his only real friend he ever had. He looked into that familiar face and felt both sadness and relief. Looking down at him was the smirking face of Kira.
I knew it... I wasn't... wrong... but... I...
His eyelids began to fall despite his best efforts. He didn't want it ti end like this. He needed to be this worlds hope. Even if it meant taking out his closest companion. At that his eyes closed fully and a single breathe escaped his lips.
If only he hadn't been right.
Time skip time!
A young woman stood in front of an unmarked grave. There were no tears in her dark purple eyes; they showed no sadness, nor happiness. No emotion showed on her face. She wasn't wearing any mourning black. Instead she had a comfy leather jacket with white tank top underneath. Her jean pants were dark blue and her feet had brown combat boys on that were both stylish and functional. In her natural brown hair were deep blue and bright silver streaks on the left side of her long hair. She twirled these colored strands between her fingers absent mindedly.
"Miss Hart. I believe it is time for us to be on our way. We are getting behind schedule." said a man in crisp chauffeur attire.
A kind smile reached her lips and she clasped her hands behind her back. She looked up at the clear skies and her smile grew. Mykel Hart twirled gracefully around, letting her hands go and let them swing at her sides until she stopped facing the gentleman.
"Alrighty then. I believe it's about time I join this task force I've been hearing so much about." she said as she walked his way where he held a car door open. She ducked her head and got into the backseat. Making herself comfortable, she waited as the old gentleman went around the car to the drivers side and got in. He started it and shifted it in gear and made his way out of the cemetery.
"Miss Hart? I believe you wish me to return this to you care." he said as he handed back a gray notebook.
"Ah! Thank you for reminding me." Mykel reached forward and plucked it lightly from his hand. She traced the edges with her fingers as she sat it into her lap.
"I'm curious how the SPK will react to me joining Kira. I don't doubt they will do whatever they can ti bring me down. Not that I'm going to let them."
"Of course not Miss. Are you sure Kira is indeed part of the task force.?"
"Yes. Without a doubt. What better place is there than by the side of the very person who hunts you. Those with the best minds are the only ones capable of achieving this. By being right next to L, Kira gives himself the advantage. He knows all his opponents move as they happen and can act accordingly. It's a risky move but worth it for Kira; fruitful and quite useful. With the information both my brother and I have gathered it seems Kira succeeded in getting one of his largest obstacles out of the way.
"Master Hart is indeed resourceful. Will you still be able to be in contact with him while in the company of Kira?"
"Honestly... I don't really know." Mykel said, looking out her window forlornly. "I told him what I've been planning to do. Also I said I wasn't sure when would be the next time we would talk."
She curled up in the seat and rested her chin on her knees. She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a lime green sharpie. She proceed to start writing on her boots. They were so covered in doodles and small sketches it was like an eternal canvas. Constantly changed and redone so that the longer you stared the more things you noticed. Yet despite how long you stared it seemed never ending.
"I promised that I would do this. Kira has to listen to me. I wish I didn't have to but... There won't be any more chances. It's the one shot that I've got."