Deathly Dreaming Notes

AUTHOR NOTE: I enjoy the show Dexter as well as the anime Death Note. There plots both star serial killers as their main characters. Where the fans want the killer to prevail. I though mashing the two together would be interesting. So here it is my first ever fan fiction. Let's see if Kira can take on the great Dexter.

Deeply Reminiscing

'How'd I ever get myself into something this deep.'

Those were the thoughts coming from Light Yagami as he studied his material for an exam he had to take tomorrow. That was how it seemed but really he was reading all the names he ever written in the Death Note from day one. They echoed from the very first names he wrote down from protecting that women from thugs to his latest names. However he lacked the freedom he possessed in the beginning. From that point thousands decided to follow him while millions went against him. His persona, they did not see Light behind the mask only his other identity Kira. In this time the Death Note had brought excitement to his life. A taste of power he wouldn't push away. In the time the notebook had entered his life he managed to be in more life-and-death situations then most had in their lives. It was exhilarating as the adreline would pump. He also gained the attention of the most skillful detective all around the world L, Ryuzaki. No one knew his name, he was always on his trail. Knowing he was Kira, but lacked the evidence needed to. Convict him. The percent of knowing was always growing. However although he believed, correctly, he was a mass-murderer he still liked to believe he was his best friend.

'L, you will die one day.'

However if by him playing a tragic hero, he had other problems to deal with also. His message waiting indicator on his phone flashing crazily.

'Misa'

How that girl always drived him crazy. She had claimed him as her own girl friend and threatened his very existence as Kira. Her sloppy tactics made it hard to out step L. But her use of a second Death Note and the ability to see the names of whoever was enticing making her worth more than she was a threat to him. Even if was forced to go down per say. He would destroy L and his legacy for sure. His eyes scanned the room as he set the book down flat on his chest. The notebook hidden inside his textbook for Advance Mathematics. The ceiling fan spun on it's usual axis and his eyes slowly started to fade his visions. As his head got adjusted to his pillow he slowly drifted off to his dreamland. His escape from the everyday norm, well in his case the chaoticness of his life.

It was even more odd that many miles away in the southernmost tip of the United States, in Miami laid another killer. His motives like Kira for justice. To clean up which normal legal doings couldn't clean up. His name was Dexter.

Dexter sighed himself as the wheels began to turn in his head. His eyes slowly opening as he awoke from his slumber. He stared over as he awoken from bed seeing the gentle sleeping face of his new wife Rita. It had been an interesting time for Dexter. His life had been sent into a spiral out of his usual routine. It was strange, but he learned to welcome the change. From discovering and killing his brother, and choosing his adopted family to learning his father committed suicide after what he had seen his dear Dexter become. However in case of all these mistakes and the long journey, he had everything he had never thought he wanted. A wife, kids, and a new baby on the way as well as a group of friends. Although sadly he had driven away all the people who had tried to or pretended to understand him.

His brother, Lila, and Miguel. However all of them had there flaws which Dexter could not allow to go on with. His brother, a tendency like him to kill. Although unlike him, he was unguided a vision of himself if he didn't have Harry's code. Lila, who had an obsession over him and would not allow him to live in peace. he tried to burn him but in the end it was her who's life ended up in flames. Miguel, a friend who he believed to be like him, later revealed to be a liar, falsehood of what Dexter thought of him to be. In the end Miguel needed to go also. Now he was left was no obstacles for now. Well nothing that required plastic bags and his ritual. However he still needed to make kills. His mind filled with the ability of targets.

'It seems my life is going great right now. I need coffee'

With that he got up as he walked over to the familiar kitchen. He turned on the coffee maker as he switched on the news to watch. The volume all so low so that he could hear it, but the other would remain in their dream land. It was odd how these two serial killers were in the moods of breaking dawn and beginning night. However their lives were going to be disturbed in so many ways never thought possible. As there lives would both come to a convergence.

'Light'

'Dexter'