A story I wrote today, because I was feeling bored. It is inspired by Emilie Autumn, who suffered in an asylum. I don't know if it is any good, so review!
"I am justice!" shouted Light Yagami for the fourth or so time that day. L sighed, walking over to his bed to administer his medication. Light had been at The Fairfield Asylum for four years and was showing no sign of improvement. L was one of the psychiatrists who worked there, and he could see that Light's case of schizophrenic megalomania was something out of the ordinary. Light had been admitted under the pretense that he was a god, whom he called Kira. Light had been taken to the principle's office one day, because he was caught with a note book that had lists of names inside it. In the front cover, there was a list of rules as to how the notebook was to work; the notebook said, "The person whose name is written in the notebook will die". Light was determined to eradicate the evil of the world, using this note book which he believed to have supernatural powers. Since his admittance, he had raved about L being a genius detective, and eating potato chips, among many other topics. He seemed to believe the asylum was To-Oh University. Although L had worked for many years at Fairfield, he rarely had seen delusions so grandiose and complicated. The story Light had spun for himself was really quite impressive.
"Here is your medicine, Light."
"No! I don't want to. I don't want to let the poison in. It makes me crazy. I won't!" He struggled as L was forced to feed him the pills, instead of allowing him to take them the normal way. L still remembered the day Light had been admitted. He had given a grand speech about university life, and had started talking about the pop star Hideki Ryuga almost immediately after.
L was not the only person in the asylum who took part in Lights delusions. Another patient did as well. The two seemed to have formed some sort of a relationship. Her name was Misa Amane. Misa had the same condition as Light. However, her delusions weren't nearly as far fetched as his. She hallucinated about being a famous model, and about being adored. This wasn't nearly as alarming as Light's condition; many girls dreamed of fame, but Misa was really self centered enough to believe it. She was going on and on about her agent, and her boyfriend Light Yagami. She seemed to be infatuated with him, but to Light, she was little more than a plot tool used to further him in his god complex. L walked over to her as well, and handed her the pill.
"No! I know you are a stalker! I won't let you drug me any more! You creepy pervert! Get away from me!" She jumped up and down, stomping her feet and causing a ruckus. L was used to this kind of behavior from her.
"Misa, you must take your medicine."
"No! Misa Misa doesn't do drugs! The public would never approve…" L held her arm in place, stopping her struggle and administering the necessary shot. Although the day at Fairmont had only just begun, L Lawliet could already tell it was going to be a long one.
"Yes Misa." L agreed compliantly, knowing better than to engage in an argument with a patient.
"Light! Light help me!" She called out. Light didn't respond. He was busy scrawling names in his note book. L walked to the next patient. Her name was Naomi Misora. She was in the asylum for having an extreme case of bipolar disease, and paranoia. She had made a suicide attempt once in her depressant state, right after her fiancé passed away. She had at one point been an FBI agent. Her dedication when she was in her manic state made her skillful and one of the best. She often refused to take her lithium, and due to her training in capoeira proved to be one of the most difficult to restrain. Today however, she was too depressed to even attempt resistance. This actually concerned L more than the fighting, and he made sure to note it in his daily report. He went to his next patient, and the one that made him the saddest. His name was Beyond Birthday. L had known him as a child, for they had both been raised in Whammy's house orphanage. They had even been close friends, until college. That was when Beyond had slipped of the edge. He had become obsessed with L, and mimicking his outfits, eating habits and many other things. Then he killed three people and then attempted suicide. He had then been diagnosed with a severe case of obsessive compulsive disorder, and PTS from seeing his parents murdered. Every time L saw Beyond, he felt a wave of sadness and nostalgia, for he was not able to stop himself from remembering their childhood friendship, the hours they spent together having strategic contests, each only content after they had surpassed the other. There was a time when L had even wanted to be a detective, but he had given this dream up when he saw what mental diseases could do to a person; namely his best friend.
"Beyond, it's time for you medicine…"
"No! I am L. I have to be L!..."
"No. I am L. Now, take your medicine." Beyond took the spoon with two fingers and poured the pink fluid into his mouth. This saddened L yet more, for this had been his own way of handling objects.
Finally L went to his last patient, Near. Near had Asberger's, and had trouble with people. He also had obsessive compulsive disorder, and paranoid personality disorder. As far as L's patients went, Near was by far the most sane. He had no wish of suicide, or delusions, he just simply couldn't get along in the real world. Near scuttled out of sight when he saw L though. L simply left his pills on the bed side table. He knew Near wouldn't neglect to take them.
There had once been another patient, named A. But in his misery at being contained in the asylum, he hung himself with a towel. This caused quite an upset among the patients, Beyond especially. Light merely cackled to himself in a corner, certain that it was the work of his death note. L lived this life, though. He had to help these people. If not, was he no better than the others, who merely locked them up, and left them to die? L had to help them… Especially Beyond, who had been his own savior once upon a time.
Should I write another chapter? I liked it a lot, do you guys? If so, review!
