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L's POV
What was happening to me? This was not supposed to occur. The probability of my death was supposed to be only 37 percent. Kira had gotten me somehow. He had won.
I clutched my chest where my aching heart struggled to continue beating. I couldn't breathe, no matter how hard I tried gasping for air. The monitors all continued to show the evidence I was looking through. I could hear the muffled shouts of the police force, but I could not for the life of me make out what they were saying. I would have laughed if the pain hadn't been absolutely excruciating. My body had started to give out. I was falling…
Then I wasn't.
The pain in my chest continued, only it wasn't pulsing like before, just constant. Still clutching my chest, I looked up at the monitors. They were all paused. The room was silent, and as I spun my chair to look around, I noticed that there wasn't a single person in the room who didn't resemble a statue. Was this what it was like when you die? Instead of just eternally blacking out, time froze until you did? That was an interesting alternative that I had never considered. However, even considering it, the possibility before this of it even being plausible would only have been .6 percent.
"Is that brain of yours still running at the same amazing speed?" I looked over and saw a girl poking her head out from behind Matsuda. By the youthfulness and smoothness of her skin, I would assume that she was in no way older than me, but I couldn't rule out that possibility. She looked as if she had just turned 18 or so. For the life of me, other than that I couldn't notice much else about her other than a basic outer shell. Oh, and that her accent was obviously British.
"What's going on here?" I asked, pulling my knees back up to my chest in the chair.
"Right to the point I see. Mr. Lawliet, I have come to offer you a contract." I kept my eyes from widening at the sound of my name. Considering the variables, it shouldn't be too surprising that she would know my surname as well. Was she an angel?
"What kind of contract? What's going on here?"
The girl bowed to me, "Sir, I am a demon. Now, before you allow your brain to run wild over the improbability of this, I would like you to remember the fact that you are dealing with people who can kill others without ever having to have met them, touch them, or even speak to them."
"That's nice of you to tell me, but I had already taken those facts into consideration. You may proceed with your explanation now."
Instead of getting irritated like most people, she seemed amused by my rudeness, "As I said, I am here to make a contract with you. Your life is being cut short, you have lots of business unattended to, and that's why I am here. I can grant anything you wish, help you do anything in this world, and all I require is one simple thing."
"What would that be?" This was getting more and more interesting by the minute.
"When all is said and done, I get to take your soul."
Well, that was an interesting turn of events. Although, it was one of the many possibilities that would have arose considering I am dealing with a supernatural creature of my own.
I began chewing on the nail of my thumb, "And why would I give you my soul just to catch Kira?"
A faint smirk lit up her ruby lips, "Listen, I may not know details of your predicament, nor do I care at this moment. All I am aware of is that you need revenge, and a soul that has had it's revenge is oh so delicious. As of right now, this 'Kira' person has most likely assumed victory over you. Can you really cope with that?" She had a point. The advantage that I would have given Kira's imminent surprise at my survival was most certainly enticing, and improved my chances of victory, as they stand, by roughly 27 percent.
"Still, I'm not entirely certain that this is worth my soul. After all, who knows how long this case will take. A week? A year?"
"And that's better than leaving it unsolved right now? Besides, I never said that the end of our contract had to be when your little case was solved." Now that was an idea. This made everything more interesting.
"You're telling me that if I agree to make a contract with you, then you can just bring me back to life and assume a life according to my wishes?"
"Of course," She walked over and got onto one knee, bowing in front of me as a servant would, "After all, if I couldn't do this much, then what kind of a Lawliet servant would I be?"
"Ryuzaki." She looked up at me, her red eyes reminding me faintly of Light's.
"Pardon me?"
"I use an alias so as not to let anybody know who I am. I've always used an alias, you can abide by that, correct?"
"Of course. Now have you considered the terms of our agreement? I can give you anything you ask, just request it and it shall be done."
I paused and took a look at the girl bowing before me. It would settle my mind a little more if I knew exactly what this woman looked like. I felt invigorated at this turn of events. Having a demon on my side, would this be cheating? Of course not, Kira obviously has some sort of leverage, and this would only make us even. I certainly would never ask this demon to solve this for me. She would be there as my… Servant.
"I will make a contract with you on one condition." I finally got out of my chair and walked over to her, hovering above, "Do you know how to make pastries?"
Light's POV
38... 39... 40.
I heard a gasp come from my enemy in front of the monitors and I couldn't help but smirk. It was happening. I've won!
"Ryuzaki!" I yelled, watching him clutch his chest in pain. It was so gratifying, seeing the person who had been giving me the most problems this entire time dying right in front of me. At last, my perfect world would be completed. No more would anybody stand in my way, and never again shall any person oppose Kira.
L gave one final gasp as he fell over. His body hit the floor almost in slow motion. The sound was almost echoing in the newfound silence of the room, the only real sound other than his strangled breaths was the clink of L's fork hitting the floor after him.
After about ten seconds, L was still struggling. Was he really that much of an adversary that he could prolong his agony? No, that wasn't it. Something was wrong. The strangled noises in his throat changed to more of a choking noise, and the hands previously grasping his chest were now around his throat. I looked at Ryuk, who was now beside me watching L with his usual amused smile.
L began coughing into his hands, his blue tinged face showing incredible struggle. Suddenly something popped out of his mouth into his hands, he immediately dropped it onto the floor. It was a... Cherry? He had been choking on a part of his dessert this entire time? T-that was impossible! His name had been written down, it had been over a minute! How could this happen?
L began gasping for air, his face the picture of death. The color, or lack thereof, began to come back to his face. His breathing eventually calmed down until he took one look at us as if we were all crazy.
"What do you all think you're doing? Get back to work." He ordered and stood up, picking up his cherry and flinging it across the room into the trash. He sat back down in his chair and pulled up his legs. "Hey, can somebody get me a new fork? I refuse to eat cake with my hands while I'm working on a computer."
Everybody except me began moving again, obvious relief flowing through them. They all thought L was being killed by Kira. He was being killed by Kira!
"Well well well, now this is an interesting new development." Ryuk chuckled, as if he knew something I didn't.
"Ryuzaki," I stepped forward and put my hand on his shoulder, still appalled at the fact that he was still alive, "Are you sure you're okay? It looked like you were... Well... You know..."
"Dying? Yes, I was. Choking does that to you. It's been recorded that 3,000 people every year die from choking on food. Silly me for trying to swallow a cherry whole. I guess I was eager to tie the stem into a knot." He stated in his usual 'matter of fact' voice. It shouldn't have, but it infuriated me. No, I take that back. It was completely justified that I was angry. Was he immune to the Death Note? Impossible, it said in the Death Note specifically that anyone with their full name written in the book will die. I know nothing went wrong. Well, except for the fact that he didn't die.
"... Right. Well, I'm glad you're okay, Ryuzaki."
"Yes, me too." L said quietly. I nodded and went to walk out of the room.
"Light, where do you think you are going? You have suspects to narrow down." Right, if I acted any differently right now or questioned any further, it would only look suspicious. But I needed to interrogate Ryuk. I needed answers.
"I was just going to get you another fork, Ryuzaki. Didn't you say you needed another?"
L nodded, looking over me with that same calculated look, "Indeed I did. Thank you for your generosity, Light."
