Chapter 1: The Fall and Rise of Light Yagami
Disclamer: I do not own Death Note or Fullmetal Alchemist.
"I swear father, once I catch Kira, I'll send him to the electric chair"
"People may look at Kira as if he's a heartless criminal while at public but once they're no longer in the eyes of persecution… People cheer for him and look upon him as a God!"
"Gathering from Kira's behavior, he is very immature and hates to lose... just like me"
"IF NO ONE WILL DO IT THEN WHO WILL?!"
"Aye, the you write the name of a person while picturing his face in your mind and they die, that's what it is, a notebook of death"
"Raito, although I'm not supposed to pick sides, people do annoy me so much and there's this guy following us"
"Kira, your methods are… Evil"
"The Law has its limits"
"Raito, you are worse than a god of death, you are the true devil."
"If we catch Kira, He is Evil. If he rules the world, he is Justice"
"It's written amazingly well... But if you don't take out the part that says, "I don't care if you kill L," I'll die."
"But if you kill all the bad people... you will be the only bastard left"
"That's right... I am Kira"
Light Yagami ran away as fast as he could from the investigation team, clutching his wounded hand and panting heavily as his energy was drained. He lost it all, All of it, the only purpose that he had, the chance to cleanse this world of all evil was taken away from him by the SPK and the Investigation Team.
The Death Note, his very regalia was no longer within his grasp. Without it, Light knew that he was just human and now that everyone knew his true identity there was no chance in hell that he'll be able to lay his hands on another Death Note or even find a strong Kira Supporter that will believe him, not without the Death Note.
And there he was, a wounded man, an escapee, powerless and vulnerable. Light was considered as Japan's most brilliant mind but he never learned the lesson of those who strive too far.
There was once a young man who was given a pair of wings that were made of wax, using these wings, he was able to soar high into the clouds and fly with the birds but this man was drowned into his own pride that he chose to fly towards the sun, intending to replace Helios the Sun God. For his ignorance, The Sun melted his wings and he fell to his death.
Light's condition was no better than Icarus himself, he was already in a high position but somehow he gone too far and melted his wings.
The Giver of Justice turned his head, looking for his pursuers but to no avail.
Were they planning another bitter victory over him?
Or did Near also calculated the path that he was supposed to run to and placed SWAT teams to ambush him?
Light's body was cold now, loss of blood he thought. With more than 5 bullets in his body, Light wouldn't be surprised if they were able to track him by the blood trail that he made.
He made a sharp turn and entered another warehouse, taking a few breaths before continuing up the rusty stairs, he didn't knew where to go but Light knew that he had to keep on moving, the world depended on him and he had to create a world full of happy and good people as soon as possible.
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Outside, on top of a tower, sat Light's apple addicted Shinigami, looking over the setting sun. This was the end as he knew it, the human world was full of fun and excitement just as he expected but it all came to this very moment.
"I told you Raito… That when the time comes, I will be the one who will write your name on the Death Note" Ryukk said before he opened his Death Note and wrote the very name that he thought he never would've written, the name of the human who showed him that human matters are the best form of entertainment.
Light Yagami.
A sigh escaped the shinigami's abnormally huge mouth, showing his sharp and pointy teeth along with his black tongue "It's been fun while it lasted, buddy"
Light tripped and fell face first into the rusty stairs, Something told him that his time has come and there was no more use in running.
40 seconds or less…
Light breathed steadily and forced himself to lie on his back, pushing aside the fact that he was in pain and looked at whatever remaining sunlight that was able to seep through the holes in the walls of the warehouse.
"So this is… where it all ends…" Light whispered, waiting for the heart attack to take place "I guess… taking all of the world's problems was too much for me… ngh!" And there he felt it, his favorite type of execution; he could feel his heart clog up, begging to beat again but the endeavor caused more pain to him and he was forced to let it all happen.
After a few seconds, the person that everyone knew as the savior of mankind and the defender of the weak was dead, eyes lifeless and staring into oblivion.
Aizawa rushed into the very warehouse that Light bursted into but his gun was in his holster, this was because even though he had a deep hatred towards Kira, he still had respect towards Light Yagami and believed that all the bullets that Matsuda fired was enough.
When was about to ascend the stairs and follow the blood trail, he stopped as he caught a glimpse of Light's body lying in the middle of the stairs, harmless and lifeless.
"Near…" Aizawa spoke through his walkie-talkie "It's over… Light is Dead"
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Ryukk closed his Death Note and placed it on its strap on his belt before taking an apple from the side and held it up towards the sun as if offering it.
"I may not be able to accompany you in the next world and see all of your promising plans for the future but… here's to you" Ryukk said with respect for the True Human Shinigami "Go and win this time"
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Light's eyes opened so suddenly and he jolted out of his bed screaming and clutching his chest tightly, still feeling the pain of the heart attack. The was filled with cold sweat all over his body and was shaking like a rattlesnake's rattler, when he tried to get a clear view of his surroundings, all he could see was blurry images and the sides of his eyes just like when you see through binoculars.
A few more seconds later and his heartbeat began to steady and his eyesight became clearer and only until that moment did he notice that there was someone knocking forcefully into the door of 'his' room.
"OTAIR?! DEAR, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" Shouted a woman's voice.
Otair? What the? Is this some kind of a joke? Light asked himself as he panted looking around before he frantically checked himself, feeling every part of his body and facial features.
He had the body of what seems to be a twelve year old but his mind as of the genius he once was.
"This is…"
"OTAIR?! HONEY?!" The knocking continued, it seemed that this woman was of his relation.
"Y-yeah, I'm alright! Mom!" Light admitted that he had difficulty saying that word to someone he hardly knew but if he made a wild guess…
Not all was lost
"You sure?! It sounded like you had a terrible dream" His 'Mother' said from behind the door.
"I know, it was bad…" Light smiled at the thought and laid back down on his bed, having the demonic grin in his face and eyes glimmering with a red light in the darkness of his room "But not terrible"
"If you say so… You don't want me to tuck you in?" She asked.
Light glared at the door but kept his cool, he had to keep the façade intact in order to rebuild his dreams. "No thank you, I'm fine really" Light said with the best of his twelve year old acting performance. He already had the information of Otair being his name and it won't take long before he could climb up the social ladder with his intelligence.
He waited for a response but his 'Mother' didn't reply, she probably went back with his 'father' whoever that is.
"Ehehehehehehe…" Light snickered and raised his hand towards the ceiling "Near… This time…."
"It's my win"
