She sat, huddled in the far corner of the concrete room. She had her knees pulled to her chest and hid her face behind her arms that wrapped around them. The room was dark, cold, lonely, and it reeked of chemicals. She had lost count of the days she had been in the room, but she was sure by the changes in her body, it had at least been a year or two. Maybe more. She really didn't know for sure.
She was still sitting on the floor when the door opened, making her peek up over her arms to look at the person who entered. The person in the doorway froze for a second when her glowing violet eyes glance up at him, seeming to pierce through his body and into his own mind. Slowly, the man regained control over his nerves and cleared his throat.
"Lily. How are you doing today?" He calmly asked, flicking the light in the room on.
Lily winced, hiding her face against when te light hit her eyes. She recognized the man's voice. He was Dr. Yamanaka, a psycotherapist that worked in the 'hospital' that they had put her in. She frowned when she heard the doctor sit down on the bed that she was supposed to sleep in, she never did.
"So, how are your friends today Lily?" The Psycotherapist asked politely.
"They aren't my 'friends'." She growled at him.
Lily hated how this man worked. He acted like he was your friend one moment, then when you started to show a sign of comfort he turned around and called you delusional child.
"Really?" The doctor asked, sounding confused, "What about that one? What was his name? L?"
Lily's frown deepened, "You know nothing."
Dr. Yamanaka frowned, sighing sadly, "What about your powers then? Since you don't wish to talk about your friends?"
"My powers are fine." Lily said sharply, the doctor was approaching an even touchier subject.
The doctor turned his head away from the girl when she glance up at him again. Her eyes were too eery, too abnormal. He could hardly stand them looking at his back let alone his face.
"Then why don't you use them Lily? Why don't you use them to set yourself free?" Dr. Yamanaka asked, "Admit it to yourself Lily, and this could all be over soon enough. You don't have any powers. There is no one by the name of L. There is no God named Kira."
"I can't use my powers to save myself!" Lily hissed at him, "Life Bearers can only use their powers to save the one they are to protect! You are keeping me from doing my duty! He will die! Do you want to on your shoulders? Kira will kill him!"
Dr. Yamanaka stood, sighing again as his patients yelling turned to screams of rage. He had cured psycopaths before, serial killers even, but this case he could not help. He only tried because it was his job. After the first few weeks, he had completely given up. This girl could not be helped.
"Security!" He yelled, pressing the button on his ID tag.
"I'll give you one more chance Lily. Please, for our own sake. Tell the truth!" Dr. Yamanaka exclaimed, turning on his heel to look into glowing violet eyes.
"He will die." Lily whimpered, tears running down her face, "Just let me go."
Dr. Yamanaka pitied the girl. He really did, but he couldn't help her. Not when she refused to help herself. When the door opened and three men ran into the room, two grabbing the girl and restraining her and one holding a needle filled with a strong sedative, the doctor simply stepped out of their way. This was all he could do for her.
Lily thrashed as the men picked her up and held her down on her bed. She could see the door, if she could only get out of the men's hold she could make a run for it. He began screaming for help, trying to get anyone, even a Shinigami or another Life Bearer, to save her. She knew it was hopeless though, they were bound by the same rules as she was. Only save those who you are assigned. Only reap the souls that are meant to be. Only hand over the notebooks to those who can use it properly. No one would save her. She had to do this on her own.
As the needle pierced the large vein in her right arm, she whispered a quiet promise.
"I will save you L Lawliet. Even if it kills me."