Death Note: W h e n a l l o t h e r s f a i l . . .

The end of Nate Rivers.

"No!" Near snapped. "You're just a murderer Light Yagami. And this notebook is the deadliest weapon of mass-murder in the history of mankind. You yielded to the power of the Shinigami in the notebook, and you confused yourself with a god. In the end, you're just a crazy serial-killer. That's all you are. Nothing more. Nothing less."

Light scowled and turned away from Near.

"We're going to put you away for a long… long time Light," Near continued. "I don't expect you to come quietly, and I wouldn't be surprised if you hid a piece of the notebook somewhere on your person. But in the end, we're all armed aside from myself, and we can easily shoot you if you try any-"

Near choked. He gulped and pressed a hand to his chest, eyes bulging. Light looked across at Near, surprised as the rest of them.

"Near!" Matsuda cried. He rushed to the side of the other detective. Even as he did so, Light's face split into a grin. It was already too late for Near.

"How?" Near whispered. "How… did he…?"

And then he was gone. He fell limp in Matsuda's arms.

"Near!" Matsuda cried. "Near, come on Near wake up!"

Anthony looked sharply at Light, pointing a quivering index finger at him.

"What did you do Light!" he bellowed. "What did you do to Near!"

"I didn't do anything," Light said smugly, holding his hands up in a gesture of smug unknowing. "But I'd say its obvious Nate Rivers has died of a heart attack."

"Don't lie to me Kira!" bellowed Anthony, "I know that it was-!"

H stopped, gasped, and put a hand on his chest. His eyes bulged and he fell forward onto the cold ground. Dead.

"Light," Matsuda said quietly. "What are you doing?"

"I told you," Light said again. "I'm not doing anything. But my fried over there sure is."

Matsuda looked over, just as he felt a spasm in his chest. He gasped, clutched at his heart and fell over Near.

Misa Amane stepped from the shadows, her face split into a wide grin. Light's Death Note was held in her hands, a ball point pen in he fingers.

"She's got the notebook!" cried Izawa. He reached for the gun in his hip holster, but before his hand had covered half the distance, he gulped, and fell to his knees, clutching his heart.

Everyone looked between Light and Misa.

"I think that it's fair to say we are in control of this situation now, isn't that right Misa?" Light said his face split into a grin of victory.

"I guess that would be the scenario," Misa said, smiling serenely at Light.

"Now, Misa be a darling and kill them all," Light said, walking over to Near's body. He bent down and picked up the real Death Note and held it under his arm. "I need to inform the media that the last person who could stop me is now dead."

"Of course Light darling," Misa smiled, and began to write feverishly. As Light left, he suddenly realized that he was now no longer the simple, teenage Light Yagami who he had been six years previously. Nor was he L, the detective leading an investigation to find and capture Kira. No, now he truly was Kira.

London, England

A small alarm began to beep in a constant rhythm. A tall, black haired teenage boy spun on a swivel chair, whilst in his peculiar position to look at the dashboard of controls and screens. He tapped the small area of metal around the red L.E.D. just to check if it was a technical fault.

He leaned back, satisfied that it was not. He put his hand to the bridge of his nose and pinched it, eyes closed. He opened them again a few minutes afterwards, revealing his mismatched irises. One light blue, the other soulless grey.

"Roderick," he said at last.

A tall, bald man dressed in a sleek grey Italian suit stepped from the shadows behind him. He was broad shouldered and his skin was slightly tanned. He wore a pair of circular black, metal rimmed sunglasses.

"Yes sir," he said, addressing the boy.

The boy took a deep breath, and ran his right hand through his spiky, ink black hair. "The heart monitor Near agreed to wear."

"Yes?"

"It no longer detects a heartbeat."

Roderick remained as still as a statue as he said, "Dead?"

"Most probably. I find it highly unlikely that Near would have removed it. We can only assume it is the work of Light Yagami, a.k.a. Kira."

"Of course sir. Do we mobilize?"

"No, we require permission from the ICPO before we mobilize against Kira. That is how it always works. The E.C.A.U. can only mobilize once we have been officially called in to complete the case."

"Of course sir."

"For now we move to the ICPO. Once they learn of Near's death they'll all arrive there in panic, wondering what to do against Kira."

"And then we shall mobilize?"

"Precisely. They'll let anyone who thinks they might have a shot at taking out Kira try, just to look good. Even me. A sixteen year old boy. And the rest of the Evasive Criminals Action Unit."

To be continued…