Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note as much as I wished I did. AN: Yeah this is what happens when I get extremely bored…
They killed him and now he was gone forever. I stood and allowed my eyes to take a glimpse of his lifeless corpse…
"I swear Matt, your death will not be in vain…" I kneeled down and used the sleeve of my hooded jacket to wipe the blood off his face that stained it in such a way as though it were a permanent part.
A smile graced my lips as I stood and stared at his corpse. Lying there in his own coppery puddle of blood, he resembled something else in my mind now; almost something weak that did not deserve to live. I left his corpse on the ground where it had laid. He didn't matter to me anymore. Being dead he had no more uses and heartless it may seem that was how things were.
Turning I walked away from the dead body that in a few days would decay and forever be joined from hence it came, but his soul. Where would it go?
"Hmf, probably Heaven knowing him." I grunted to myself pulling the hood to my jacket over my head.
From now on, I had to forget about Matt and focus on my true purpose for being in existence. To beat Near. That was all that mattered to me now and I'd be damned if I didn't accomplish my life's sole purpose for being. Even if it meant my death, I'd kill Kira and beat Near and God knows I don't need Matt to kill.
Smiling I walked through the debris…
Maybe, just maybe, Hell is fitting for a person like me…
I want to add onto it, but I'm not so sure if I will. I hope to though…