KIRA's Revenge
Chapter 1
i1. The human whose name is written in this note shall die./i
A soft breeze flew across the desolate, dry, and barren land of the Shinigami Realm. This realm or world was unlike any other; it remains untouched and unseen by humans. In this realm several structures and landscapes which are much different than any human could imagine, even you. The few structures scattered about the quiet world were made of various bones and stones. Whether it was animal or human bones, no one could be sure except for the Shinigami that existed in the Realm. Gray sand was tousled and misplaced by the eerie breeze as one determined Shinigami left a tall mountain upon a cliff.
The Shinigami Ryuk had offered much information due to his weakness for apples, even if it was a rotten old one given to him by another Shinigami. Ryuk had clearly stated that the apple didn't taste anywhere near as good as an apple of the human world but he had given an unforgettable and inspiring story to yet another chuckled softly to himself, a sound that could only be explained as 'kekekekeke'. He stood so that the small amount of light escaping into his cave made his grey-blue skin, abnormally long arms, yellow and red irises, and feathery, soft wings became even more evident. Sometimes he longed for another adventure but now he would leave it up to the newest Shinigami.
"What will you do now... Light?"
The skeletal-like shinigami limped carefully through the realm, careful to avoid the shinigami whom attempted to entertain themselves by gambling with bones. He heard one specifically call out, "Where are you going?" The newest shinigami glanced over his shoulder and his bright red eyes studied Deridovely. Red eyes met red eyes as the skeletal shinigami lightly scratched the back of his head and caused his already spiky black hair to become even messier despite the red cloth he wore as a headband. A gust of wind made the shinigami's coat waver in the air for a moment along with his messenger bag. "To have some fun," Light replied and picked up his bone like weapon that much resembled a hammer. Without another word, Light turned and left the other shinigami.
Many holes could be found throughout the Shinigami realm, these allow Shinigami to look into them and see into the human world. Light pulled out his notebook and peered into the hole with all seeing, yellow and red shinigami eyes. He sneered at the black notebook as he reminisced about all the times he had done endless killing of criminals and had gone by the name of "KIRA". The name had shaken the world and brought both fear and hope among all humans... when he, Light had once been human. "Well Light, I'm waiting," Ryuk said and caused the other shinigami to spin around. He hadn't realized Ryuk had followed him; it had been such a long time since Ryuk had left his cave. A slow smirk crossed Light's face as Ryuk chomped on yet another dull, gruesome apple. "I'm going to exact my revenge, and I'm dropping my notebook," Light said with vengeance flashing in his eyes. Ryuk chuckled, displaying his razor sharp teeth.
"Well then... drop it," Ryuk responded, watching with curious, anticipatory eyes.
Light held the book outward and slowly, ever so slowly... the notebook fell from his bone-like fingers. It seemed like hours as the book fell through the sky and drifted through the clouds, till it hit the ground with a light 'thap'. The rain poured on it effortlessly; watching and waiting for the right person to hold this power over humanity itself.
i"Light was not actually a God back then, but you should try finding an 'unbelievable guy' in order to have an experience you will never forget."/i
You had your _ colored bag over your head running down the street during this downpour. Classes had run a bit later than you had hoped and you hated to be out in this horrible weather. The sky had darkened and become a shade of gray, many clouds hid the sky from your view and the large gusts of wind sent your hair and clothes all about. You could honestly care less about your homework that was in your bag probably getting soaked by all this rain. At this point, you were more worried about getting sick than anything else. You decided to make a quick shortcut down an alleyway by your apartment building, The alleyway was very narrow, if you extended both arms you could touch both sides of the buildings. The usually dark red bricks of the building now seemed black due to the dull lighting and how wet the buildings had gotten. You splashed through endless puddles, but you noticed something that made you stop in your tracks. Normally you didn't get that distracted by just anything. No, this object that made you stop in your tracks both scared you and made you extremely curious.
Right there in the middle of this alleyway sat a black notebook drenched by rain, curiosity struck you even harder than before and you squatted by the notebook to pick it up off of the ground. You shoved some of your _ colored hair out of your face so that your _ colored eyes could see much better. "Death Note?" you read aloud; something about his book gave you a very odd distaste. You threw it in your bag despite your gut feelings that told you to just toss it back where you found it and slung the backpack over your shoulder.
You exited the alleyway into a medium sized parking lot where most of the marked lines remained hidden by the murky puddles of water and mud. Due to your shortcut, you now stood at your back door to the brick apartment building in your drenched clothing. Despite how cold you were and the shivers that seemed to shake your body viciously... the only thing on your mind was that notebook. Who would label a notebook something so depressing as 'Death Note'? Who did it belong to? Was there anything even inside? If there was writing, would you even be able to read the soaked, drowning pages? Now you reached into your backpack struggling for the keys. Silently you cursed yourself for having so much stuff in your backpack; no wonder your back hurt sometimes after returning home from school. Finally, you twisted your fingers on the little metal key in the bottom of your bag. You pulled it out, jamming it in the key lock. Once again shoved your _ colored hair out of your face. You jerked the key around a few times and finally an audible 'click' could be heard over the pounding rain. "Finally!" you exclaimed triumphantly with relief while entering the desolate hallway.
It was getting late and so not many people walked the quiet halls of the apartments. When walking passed some rooms, you could hear children crying and yelling, in other rooms shouting could be heard and things breaking, and your apartment room remained silent as you stood outside the room. After the KIRA case, the world had never fully recovered and suffered now more than ever which you hated. You held your key chain close to your face and _ colored eyes so you could examine each key. After finding the key, you unlocked the door and slipped into the room. You shrugged off your wet jacket and tossed aside your broken, torn umbrella. 'Darn wind,' you thought and shrugged your bag off also so that it 'thump'ed against the floor. Although you wanted to look at the notebook right away, it could wait until after you took a long warm shower. With one final glance towards your _ colored bag, you stepped into the bathroom to warm up and get cleaned.
Light had followed the unsuspecting girl home, careful to make sure his bony-skeleton features didn't clack too loudly against the pavement. Now that you had stepped out of the main room, Light cracked his neck and stared down at your bag. Slowly his features
began to change and his horrific, shinigami appearance changed into his original human... Light Yagami form. None of the other Shinigami could change their appearances. Light figured that it was because they were never human in the first place, hadn't murdered nearly as many humans as Light had within his short amount of time owning a notebook, and perhaps his return to earth made the transition easier. The only shinigami features that remained were his Shinigami yellow and red eyes which could see anyone's name and the day they will die.
You stepped out of the shower with a single towel wrapped around your body. The sight before you caused you to let out a blood curling scream. The teenage boy on the news... now stood before you in your apartment. "What's the matter? You're look as if you've seen a ghost," Light asked with a shinigami-like chuckled. You felt like you might actually be seeing a ghost. 'Yagami Light' had be pronounced dead when he was finally caught and couldn't be punished. This boy matched the descriptions and pictures that were aired worldwide on many television stations- short brown hair, thin face, tall... Well everything except the eyes. Yagami Light's eyes were supposed to be brown,'not odd shades of yellow and red. The news had announces this teen to be KIRA but stayed mysterious because details about how he killed and who caught them remained unreleased and still did today.
"I see you found my notebook, _ _ (first and last name) is it? Want to know what it does and how to use it?" Light asked with a smirk and crossed his arms across his chest.
A million questions zoomed through your head once. How is Yagami Light still alive and why has he come to you? These were the questions you found out were most important after sorting through your facing thoughts.
Too many questions and so much confusion... what would be your next move and how would you confront a murderer? What did he want?