A.N./ Yeah, I have found insiration in Saw to write a horror story about a game. Review and I will give internet hugs to everyone.
[Light's point of view.]
Light looked out unto the moon. He had been into the habbit of looking at the moon. At looking at a shining light. The moon could never shine on it's own. Ironicly Light's name was written with the kanji of the moon and he always shown with the intensity of the sun. That was not his own opinion. Countless people told him this. He always thought, that without these people he wouldn't shine. Just like without the sun the moon would never show an alluring light. He shifted slightly. He wanted to out under the moon. He was in his bedroom. He had been in his room since dinner. He had no desire whatsoever to see his family. He didn't really love his family. He was just there. Like an outsider. He felt he never really belonged there. His mohter and sister would welcome him with open arms and his father barely noticed his existence. Most likely that was why he took up an interesting pasttime. His pastime was fun for him. Not really for the other people involved but he didn't care about them. Why should he? They were merely pawns in his game. He had started this game a while ago. He would randomly select someone off the street and follow them home. He would find out everything about them. Then, he would borrow them. Like how you borrow a friend's toy. Sometimes they would break, but that was the fun of the game. He got to see which was the strongest. He found out women were stronger than men. When there were children involved though, it was the women who became more emotional. When only children, the girls would lead the boys. More often than not, the children won the game. Many men and women lost. It wasn't Light's fault. The children were just better at playing the game. He usually made it harder for the children because of this. They still would win.
The rules of Light's game were simple. Find your way to the top of the staris. He would give you a map of the building he selected and then anything goes. He would inculde the dirrections on the map to the stair case. All you had to do was make it to the top of the stair case and you would be allowed to go home. Those who didn't, like he said, sometimes they would break. It wasn't his fault they couldn't follow dirrections. He made it simple. Anything goes. Anyone who did make it to the top of the stairs would be allowed to go home. Anyone who didn't would break. Those were the only rules. The adults just didn't understand how to play. Someone would always end up hurt and unable to make it to the top of the stairs. Adults needed patience. Children were often thought to be impatient. That wasn't true. The adults didn't have the time to find patience. That is why most adults lost. It was a simple game. Anyone could win. He never chose anyone twice. That would be unfair to the rest of the players. Only once were you allowed to play as to be fair to everyone. It really was a simple game.
Light got up from his desk he was sitting at. He had to borrow his new toys. He already had all the infromation. Now all he needed were the particepents. He headed downstairs. He didn't worrry about being seen. All of his family were asleep. All he needed to do was walk outside. So he did. He walked outside. It was a nice night out. Perfect night for walking. He wasn't going to walk though. He had a van. He HAD to take the van if he wanted to take the particepents. It's not like they would willingly walk with him to play his game. So he got into his van and drove to the first particepents house. It was a small house. Only had two bedrooms. One for the mother and father and one for the child sleeping inside. Light turned the van off and grabbed his tool kit. He didn't need to unlock the door. The family always kept it unlocked. All he needed from the tool kit was the siringe. He needed to make sure the little girl didn't wake up. He couldn't have that. Then she wouldn't be able to play the game and he had chosen her. He studied her. No one else could take her place. SHE had to be in the game. It wouldn't work with anyone else. Light walked into the house. He knew his way around. He had been in this house countless times when he was studying her. He turned in the dirrection of her bedroom. Making sure to be quiet. He didn't need anyone to interrupt him. He opened her door to find the child asleep with a teddy bear in her petite arms. It was cute. No time to waste though. He needed to get the others before sunrise. He tooke out his siringe and filled it to the appropriate amount. Then stuck it into her arm. That would keep her asleep for a while. Light caried the small girl out to his van. He made sure to buckle her up in one of the seats. He didn't one one of the game's players to be hurt. He needed to be off to another house. He had to get two more people. Only three people were allowed to play at a time. Depending on who he chose. Sometimes he chose only children. Sometimes only adults. Sometimes only females. Sometimes only males. It all depended on who he chose. This time it was a child, woman, and a man. He had only done this type once before. The results were interesting.
Light pulled up to the next house. This one wasn't big. It wasn't small either. It was somewhere in the middle. This house contained the woman. He knew she always kept he doors locked. He needed his kit this time too. He picked the lock on the woman's house and walked in. He could still smell paint. She had redone one of the rooms in her house. Most likely her bedroom seeing as how she was sleeping on the couch. Light took out his siringe and filled it to the right amount again. He stuck the siringe in the woman's arm. Then, he carried her out to the van. He flung her in. He never really cared for women. Little girls, yes, but women. He never found himself liking a woman. He always found men much more relatable. He never considered himself gay. He was heterosexual. Nothing else. Thouhg, he could see why some people went over to the homosexual side. Men were much more of a turn on than women. Not that he personally thought this. He was straight. He only found women sexually attractive. But sometimes... Not going to finish that thought. He already knew what was at the end of that sentence and didn't want to go there.
Light came to the last player's house. The man. He only chose this man because he was atractive. Not that he thought so himself. Sayu was with him when he was picking the players out. SHE was the the one who comented on him looking good. It was HER who said he was attractive. NOT LIGHT. Sayu. Light turned the van off and got out. The man's house was quite large. He was rich. His name was Namikawa. Reiji Namikawa. The woman's name was Takada. He couldn't remember the first name. The little girls name was Eriko. It was a cute name. Light liked it. He chose her when he heard her name. Such a cute little girl. He knew she wouldn't break like the adults. The children often won. Adults didn't really. Sometimes they did. Light did the same with the man as he did with the woman. Then, he took all of them to the warehouse set everything up and let what will be be. After that he went home. He needed his sleep before morning.
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[L's point of view]
"L." L turned around to see an elderly gentleman with a case file in his hand.
"Watari, I am going to Wammy's for a suprise visit." The great detective stated. He hated when Watari brought cases that never interested him. They only gave Wammy's more money.
"This is a case that you WILL find interesting. It is the one you have been talking about lately. The one with the kidnappings. " L looked up from a cake he was currently devouring. He had been looking into a case recently. One where the victims were kidnapped and put into an abbandoned building with a stair case. There were always three victims and a stair case. The victims were given a map of the building and where the traps were set. They were given a tape which told them the rules. You make it to the top of the stair case and you can go home. Oddly enough, the adults usually never made it. The children almost always did. The only incident that a child didn't make it was when an adult sacraficed it's life. The adult didn't make it either. The child had bleed onto the map making it impossible to read. The adult had fallen into another trap. The police knew this because there were tapes in the building showing what happened. Whoever did this wanted to make sure the police knew everything except who did it. There was never any evidence that showed who the kidnapper and or killer was. L didn't believe he killed them, just that he kidnapped them. He believed that the rules were stated clearly. All you had to do was avoid the traps which were on the map. Simple.
"I'll take it." L grabbed the case file from the elderly gentleman. He wanted to announce his presence in Japan as soon as possible. Heh, he wasn't even in Japan yet. Key word was yet. He was going to be in Japan as soon as possible. He wanted to catch whoever was doing this. If not for justice, then for their phone number. L didn't care if it was male or female, as long as they could hold a conversation with him for five minutes without looking like an idiot. So many people tried at that and failed. It wasn't L's fault he was a genius. It was everyone else's fault for being too stupid. Not his fault. It was never L's fault. It was everyone else's. L never was at fault. He did everything right. It was the other people who made mistakes.
"Watari, prepare the flight. I'm going to Japan."
"Yes, L. Be sure to eat something besides the desert tray when on the plane. That airline won't let us fly there anymore." The old man stated as he was leaving. L always did have a sweet tooth. Watari always did have to pay for it. The old man sighed as he made his way to the phone. This time he was getting their own private jet. All he heard were complaints last time. From L and the airline people.
"This is going to be interesting. I can't wait to catch you, Kira." L smiled at his nickname for the KIDNAPPER. Not killer. Like he said. He didn't believe Kira was a killer. The rules were simple. L started to plan out what exactly he was going to do. He needed Kira to know he was in Japan. It wasn't any fun if he didn't know exactly who was after him. Or if he thought the police did it on their own. The Japanese police were about as competant as a one year old child. Maybe a two year old. There were those special few who made it to three. For a country who was number two in education, they really did have alot of stupid people. L smiled and went back to eating his cake.
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[Light's point of view]
Light woke up early the next day. He felt uneasy. Like a storm was about to start. He shuddered. He didn't like feeling like this. He decided to ignore it and go to school. He had news to hear about today. Everyone was going to be talking about the three people kidnapped last night. Everyone knew it was that psycho. Not his choice of words. His mother described him that way. The news described him as a three time kidnapper. He wasn't a three time kidnapper. He had kidnapped more than three times. He only kidnapped three people at a time. He wished these people would get creative and name him. He hated what they were calling him. Maybe he would have to name himself.
Light started to walk to school. Today was going to be a long day. He could feel it. It was like the eye of a storm. It may seem calm, but if you look around everything is in perile. Light being a narrcisist, was only going to school today because of the kidnappings last night. He wanted to hear what the general public thought. Light started the short walk to school. He couldn't help the little smile that played across his lips. He felt good today.
A.N./ Yes, short chapter. Review and vote on my poll. It's on my profile. Seeing as how I only have one other fanfic to write right now, I decided to write another one. This will have more chapters to come. The other chapters will probably have some gore. If you don't like that you can just skip those parts. I am hoping this will be a good fanfic. HOPING. I am not that good at writing fanfics. I suck at ending them too.