Author: Elliot and Ruth
Co-written with Robin Aries ( u/3292978/)
And Geeti Ara ( u/2872682/)
Elliot: Even though only Robin and I are working our asses off…-_-
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Title: Crusaders of Destiny
Setting: Modern time/ London
Time: After Light regained his memories.
Genre: Adventure, mystery, action, etc
Summary:
Strange death cases…Even stranger circumstances…Heart failures?...Was it the work of a 4th Kira?...Maybe…Maybe not? But it's for certain that they bit more than they could chew.
A hyperactive detective, a narcissist with a god-complex, a short tempered Earl with one hell of a butler…it's just a recipe brewing for trouble…and a lot more.
Warning: Everything and Anything!Beware!
Rating may change in later chapters...(not because of that you pervs)...because of violence, blood, gore,etc
Chapter-1
Newcomer
Tick tock tick tock.
The only source of light in the darkened room was the moon's ethereal glow drifting in through the transparent glass of the wall-sized window.
The only things visible in the room were an armchair covered in crimson fabric and a small round mahogany table beside it, on which a bottle of wine along with a peculiar-looking quill was situated.
Tick tock tick tock.
The armchair was occupied by a silhouette of a figure hidden by the shadows, who swirled and took a sip from the wine glass they held in their hand.
Tick tock tick tock.
The figure sighed, casting their eyes heavenward, letting out a soft whisper:
"It's time."
Dong.
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"Ku ku ku."
"…make sure that…"
"Ku ku ku."
"….and the victim's posture should imply that…"
"Ku ku ku."
"Seriously, put a sock in it, Ryuuk! I can hardly hear anything, being so far away from the crime scene as it is, your theatrics aren't really helping," Light whisper-yelled, his patience snapped again for what seemed like the hundred and fifth time that day.
After counting down from 10 to 1 and taking a few deep breaths, Light focused on the crime scene again where everything was progressing same as it had been for the past hour, except now L was attempting haul himself over the window-ledge to solve his confusion- whether it was humanly possible to cross the gap between the two adjacent hotels.
Matsuda was nervously trying to convince L that it was not a good idea while simultaneously chattering about random stuff, ranging from Misa Misa to what he ate for breakfast.
His dad, Soichiro Yagami, was taking a closer inspection of the victim's body in case they hadn't noticed something vital. And the rest of the Kira Investigation team, namely Aizawa and Mogi, were busy inspecting the room, gathering any form of evidence they could find.
Light's gaze shifted from the unusual crowd of 'World's best'- a collection of middle-aged adults whose mental conditions were far too complex for any sane person, to observe the dead body, which was sprawled a few steps away from the window (that L was still attempting to climb on).
With smooth, confident steps, Light swerved near to the barricade of "POLICE-CRIME SCENE-DO NOT ENTER"- tapes with a nonchalant face, while trying to hide himself from well placed computer in the entrance of the bedroom, which got a good view of both the living room and the bed room. On the other side of the black screen with the letter E, was Watari, posing as Eraldo Coil.
Light tried to absorb all the details. The old white-haired man, Professor Albus Chester, was dressed in his pajamas, he had a freaked out expression on his face, his veins visible on his wrinkled skin, his one hand laid limply on his side while the other clutched the receiver of the intercom.
Albus' death could have easily been chalked off as just another 'sad case of heart-failure', if it weren't for the bruised nose and a thin trail of blood coming out.
Light inwardly groaned, squinting to take in more of the details. Thank god he had a sharp eyesight, and superior intellect, so that he could observe above the average bystander. Now if only his humor-stuck, high-on-apple, forever stalking whimsical of a companion would stop his incessant 'ku-ku-ku'-s, then maybe Light would be able to hear something useful as well.
As he continued his observations, his mind drifted to the earlier events that lead to all this:
-/ It was an ordinary day in the headquarters of the Kira Investigation team (well as normal as it could get with a sugar-obsessed freak and a bunch of people trying to put a stop to a murderer), the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, Ayasegawa was putting on his pants and complaining about the exaggerated security of the place. L was in the middle of a heated, though one-sided, argument with Light about the topic of 'Having your cake and eating it'.
But then Watari barged in with a phone and whispered something in L's ears, something that caused L's eyes to widen and immediately grab the phone from Watari's hand.
"Yes, yes this is E speaking…," and then he began talking with a certain familiarity. The recipients on the other side must have said something that caused L's eyes to narrow. After 5 minutes of letting out a few 'Yes'-s, 'No'-s and 'I understands'-s, L finally ended the call after saying, "Send me the information. I'll see what I can do about it."
L immediately went to his computer and viewed some 'confidential'-labeled files, before rotating his chair to face the other occupants of the room.
"Gentlemen," he started, "It would seem that we have another case in our hands."
At the looks of confusion that were directed at him he elaborated.
"In London, some while back, several people, who weren't criminals, had started to die of, what the doctors concluded as, heart failures, even though they had not shown any previous symptoms. Given the Kira case, they were wary but they didn't want to make any assumptions.
And after a while, those deaths had stopped, so they were just chalked up as normal heart failures. But however those deaths had started again. I assume this could be a 4th Kira," here L turned to Light, who was wearing a shocked expression, and asked him pointedly, "What are your thoughts on this, Light-kun?"
Light blinked. A chin of thousands of thoughts flooded in his head. If what L said was true then there was a high possibility that there was a 4th Kira. And this person was either a potential friend or foe. If he was a friend, then Light could possibly manipulate him into helping him get rid of L. But there was also the fact they could be a liability or a dangerous foe. In which case, Light would have to do something about it. And even if the case was fraud, L would have to lower his guards against Light, which Light could use as his advantage.
Unbeknownst to Light, who was focused hard on his thoughts, L was observing him with a peculiar expression on his face. When he finally noticed it, he blinked again before gathering his wits and replying smoothly, "There is a chance that this is the job of a fourth Kira. But from what you said, it could be just normal heart failures. But it is, in my opinion, something that should be looked into."
There was a flicker of an unrecognized situation in L's eyes before he replied, "My thoughts exactly Light-kun. So that is why I have accepted the case as Eraldo Coil." /-
Light jerked out of his train of thoughts, cursing himself inwardly for letting his thoughts get carried away.
Light scoffed- to think that all his plans would go down the drain just because of L's suspicion on him, and he had no option but to stay content that he was at least allowed near the crime scenes, staying in the sidelines with Ryuuk's infuriating chuckles.
"Ku ku ku."
The sound was grating on his nerves, and the desire to punch Ryuuk in the face was getting more and more appealing by the second, but thanks to his self control Ryuuk's face was dent less, that and the fact that the others were unaware of the Shinigami's presence.
Fighting hard to keep his cool, Light managed to spitefully say out of the corner of his mouth, "What on earth do you find so hilarious, Ryuuk?"
"Ku ku ku…I didn't know…ku ku ku…that there were still…ku ku ku….such creatures…ku ku ku…," was all Light managed to figure out from Ryuuk, who was clutching the region of his anatomy, where the stomach is situated in a normal human.
Deciding to let the cracked-in-the-head creature continue with his hysterics, Light spun around to face the direction at which Ryuuk had been looking at previously, only to have his eyes land on a boy, who could be no older than 15-16, dressed in elegant blue clothing, the very aura of British aristocracy emanating from his presence. he was dark-haired and there was a black eye patch hiding one of his eyes. And on his thumb there was a grand expensive looking blue stone-embedded ring. His sharp deep blue eyes observing Light in a similar way L observes anything new.
He was followed by young gentleman; with devil-black hair and piercing red eyes, dressed in a black tailcoat and wearing white gloves- his attire suggesting his position was as some sort of attendant to the boy.
The man stepped forward, indicating to the boy, he said, "This is my master. Lord Ciel Phantomhive."
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The auburn-haired woman frowned at the announcement from the police- that it was going to take a few more hours until the reporters would be allowed in to the crime scene. She raised her hand to look at the time on her watch before turning around to face the photographer accompanying her.
"Damn! Did you hear that, Mark? Another hour! The editor-in-chief is going to bite our heads off," she huffed, and got a defeated look in return. She opened her mouth to say something else, but was cut off by a soft tap on her shoulder
Spinning around swiftly on her heels, she gazed down at a little black-haired girl who looked to be no older than a high-school girl and sent her a scrutinizing glance.
The girl tilted her head and scanned the auburn-haired woman's coat for a name tag, mouthed, "Christine Weiss," blinking at the uncommon surname before beaming brightly. She clasped her hands together and leaned forward, her green eyes bright with a warped delight, before saying in a cutesy voice, "Would you like to go in nya?"
Coming up!
Next chapter: L Vs Ciel
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Sebastian, with his trademark smirk and eyes glinting with pleasure, took advantage of the distraction, acting on impulse at the obvious command, and gracefully snatched the now panting Earl away from the reporter's clutches.
Blinking in confusion, Christine looked down at her now empty arms and then at Ciel, who was held protectively by Sebastian. It took her a few seconds to comprehend the situation before a look of understanding and maliciousness dawned on her face.
"Oh! Possessive, are we?" she said languidly and letting out a whistle.
Sebastian smirked, his eyes dancing with incomprehensible knowledge, while the boy in his arms blushed darker, doing a good imitation of a tomato, and yelled obscenities and denials.
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Elliot: I finally posted it!
Robin: Yay! You finally posted it!
Both: Review!...
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*depressed*
No ones gonna review…Q_Q