"Are you sure this will work?" The man said, a small puff of steam arose from his mouth into the cold night air. Rain pounded relentlessly on the man who didn't even bother to cover himself up. He would feel heaven's sadness and hear their fury as lightning crashed off in the distance. This was his penance, his shame.
The girl he was with looked over at him, slightly annoyed. Her thin and delicate face was slightly hidden by the hood of her coat. Her coat was waist long and what it didn't cover a pair of boots did. Though she was covered from the rain, her hair was still was damp with the moisture in the air and light brown strands clung to her face. It was too dark to tell her expression but the man caught hints of it as the lightning struck.
"Of course it will work Yagami-kun," She snapped. "Now stop fidgeting and hand me the platform."
Raito still felt uneasiness from the whole affair but did as he was told. He carried over from his car a human-sized platform into the graveyard. The woman he was with, Ikago, pointed out the tombstone where Raito was to place the platform and he did so. Ikago took out a silver sharpie and started drawing a triquetra on its stone surface. Raito couldn't help but be curious.
"Whats that for?" He asked over the roar of the rain. Ikago didn't even look up but answered in an even, soft voice.
"The points are for the mind, body and soul and combining them create the whole," She answered. "It is necessary to have the symbol here if I am to concentrate my efforts. Not having it would be much more difficult."
"But that symbol is used for a variety of religions. What if your signals get switched because you misinterpreted the symbol?"
Ikago gave a sigh and stood up, having finished her drawings. Raito noticed that there was a second circle drawn outside of the triquetra with markings he couldn't begin to understand. Ikago looked at him almost solemnly.
"Yagami-kun, symbols only have the meaning you put in them." She kneeled on the soft wet ground and closed her eyes. She began to pull something out of her coat but stopped abruptly, looking at Raito questioningly.
"Are you sure you wish to do this?" She asked in a stern voice. "What you did was horrible, but what I'm about to do can make it ten times worse. Its also very possible that it will not be the same as before as death does strange things to people."
"I know, and I will do it anyway," Raito answered without thinking. He over thought things too much and often second guessed himself but this he would have no trouble with doing.
"Very well," Ikago said and pulled a jar out of her coat. Raito caught as the lightning struck that it was a butterfly. He looked at her inquisitively. "Like I said Yagami-kun, symbols only have the meaning you put in them." She quieted and let her arms fall to her sides. Raito could tell she was concentrating so didn't say anything further, or think anything for that matter. He didn't know if she was telepathic but he wasn't chancing disturbing her focus.
Suddenly, the pattering of the rain got softer, and the lightning flashed but Raito couldn't hear it. The rain wasn't falling as fast around them, and it was more pronounced on Raito's skin. Ikago's eyes snapped open, her eyes glared with the flare or lightning. Raito noticed she was trying to lift her arms, but couldn't, like they were too heavy. With a deafening snap, her arms raised. The wind picked up, almost knocking Raito over and the rain started going back up. Raito watched the rain in fascination, but it wasn't long before there was something more interesting to examine.
The stone platform started to glow while the sharpie outlining stayed dark. Wind picked up the rain and circled it around the stone. Out of the three points of the triquetra rose something different; one corner had a black fog drift out of it forming the rough shape of a body. Next, dark particles rose up forming along the drifting vapor until there was a solid form hovering in front of Raito. He watched on in amazement, as black and red ribbons lifted out of the final corner wrapping fully around the figure. The black cords were much thicker and covered the entire body while the red covered the joints and pulled the arms and legs together, tightly binding them.
Raito pulled a blanket out of Ikago's bag. He was told this was his part. Carefully he unfolded the blanket as the figure started to rasp and choke through the black ribbons. Raito was about to pull it off when Ikago yelled at him.
"Don't! He hasn't let go of him yet!" Ikago said. Raito turned, looking startled when suddenly from the bright stone platform rose more ribbons. They wrapped around the figures body and began to pull him down into the depths of the bright light. Raito turned to her, very anxious now.
"Whats wrong?" He yelled at Ikago. He hated feeling so useless.
"You didn't erase him from your death note did you?" She yelled over the violent rumbling of the stone platform. Raito's eyes widened.
"I didn't know I was supposed to," He yelled back. She looked at him with fierce eyes.
"I'm telling you now! Do it, or his soul is destroyed!" She yelled. Raito wasted no time in pulling out the book he carried with him constantly now, and rummaged through the contents. He stopped uncertainly at a certain name and erased it. There was a snapping noise, making Raito looked up. The ribbons trying to pull the body into the stone platform started snapping and the figure raised higher into the air. Raito put away the death note and held out the blanket. He was waiting for Ikago's sign before doing anything.
"NOW!" Ikago yelled. Raito threw the blanket at the figure and grabbed it, pulling it out of the hell hole that threatened to swallow him. With an overpowering scream and a dangerous flash of light, the stone platform returned to its original state. Raito sat on the ground for a minute allowing his heart to calm while Ikago caught her breath. Finally feeling the blood through his veins, Raito looked down at the figure. The blanket was huge and covered it completely. He could hear the figure gasping for breath so he switched the blanket around so it was still protecting the figure from the cold air, but the figure's head was out, allowing the fresh air to hit his lungs.
"You must be careful," Ikago warned. She was doing something to the stone platform and within a second, the platform was nothing more then a small stone with a strange silver symbol on it. "He is alive but it will be days before he is fully functional and until then, he is very susceptible to sickness and death. There will be many things we must make sure to do to ensure he lives."
"Fine," Raito agreed. He pulled the ribbon off the figures mouth permitting free breathing. He dragged the figure off to the car with Ikago following closely behind. The rain was calming now and the lightning, stiking less and less often. It was like heaven was starting to calm.
Raito felt a little anxious with what was coming, but first things first. Right now, he had to ensure this person lived and while he did that, he would think of something to say for when this person awoke. Raito was still a little worried though. Only heaven or hell would know if L could ever forgive Raito, but Raito was sure he would have to feel his wrath when he woke up. Oh well.
Maybe that was why heaven had calmed…