AUTHOR NOTE!!!!!!!!!
Hello, Hikaru here! Just as a word of warning, this fanfic starts off eerie, then gets ridiculously funny/random, then gets a little sad. Just letting ya know before you start! Enjoy this fanfiction of which I do not own these animes/mangas no matter how many eyelash wishes I wish! ^^
Despair………………………
She lost him. He died. Misa never lost her memories of the Death Note. She lied for Light's sake. She even still has she shinigami eyes. But Light was dead. Defeated by Near in the Yellow Box Warehouse. Misa's lonely days were filled with tears and sorrow.
"Do you want me to resurrect him?" A strange fat man asked. He had a top hat and was ridiculously overweight. But Misa didn't joke or make fun of him like she usually would. Greif had taken away her fun personality.
"You can bring him back?" Tears welled up in her eyes. But they were from happiness. Not sadness.
"But of course. With this special body." A skeleton appeared out of thin air. "All you have to do is call our your beloved's name."
"Light!"
The Death Note lied. People who have used the Death Note and died do not go to nothingness. Some do, some don't. The select few become shinigami. Seldom few of those chosen ones remember their human lives. It depends on how many people they have killed. Human lives in exchange for memories. Light Yagami was one of the few that remembered.
He was such a powerful shinigami. So powerful, that he retained his human appearance. It shocked every shinigami in the Shinigami Realm. Even the King. That power became something to fear. But he didn't reclaim his responsibilities as Kira. His time in the human world had come and gone. But not in the Shinigami Realm. Light Yagami was the new Shinigami King.
"Misa, you fool." He watched the girl who loved him more than anything in the whole world try to call him back from the supposed land of the dead. Too bad he was far from it.
"Argh! Why isn't this working?!" The Millennium Earl's cheerful demeanor was gone. Replaced with a maddening rage.
"Huh? What?" This man had lied to her. But she was too scared to say anything.
"No matter. I'll just have to kill you! 3" He chirped. Monsters by the name of Akuma appeared. At least 20 level 1s and a few level 2s poised their guns at the blonde idol.
"Fire!" The Earl yelled. Misa screamed for help but no one called back. Or so the Earl had hoped.
"Misa!" Light leapt out of his chair from which he was previously sitting in.
"Are you going to help her?" Ryuk never left the new-found King's side. "You know that it won't work. The Death Note that is. The Note can't kill those machines since they're already dead. You can't see that fat man's name either. Do you actually care about her?" The clown faced Shinigami chuckled. Light couldn't help but think that the other shinigami was taunting him.
A white blur leapt in front of Misa and deflected the oncoming bullets.
"Are you okay?" A fifteen-year old boy was her savior. But he had white hair like an old man and a scar running over his left eye. A large monocle was covering said eye. It resembled that of a shinigami's eye. But Misa couldn't stop staring at the claw for his left arm.
"I-I think so." She managed to spit out. Another person with a sword had already killed the monstrous machines. He had long navy colored hair tied in a ponytail. The pair was wearing matching black and red coats.
"Allen Walker!" The fat man yelled. "Once again, you have meddled with my plans. You wound me so. 'Till next time!" With that, the mysterious man with the top hat disappeared into thin air.
"Damn! That bastard! Just when we had him!" The man with the ponytail cursed.
"Um. Excuse me." Misa spoke. "C-can you please tell me what's going on?"
"My name is Allen Walker and this is Yu Kanda." The boy with the white hair introduced the two. His arm was back to normal and he wasn't wearing a white cloak/cape either.
"We're exorcists of the Black Order. That was the Millennium Earl. He came to use your deceased friend or relative's soul to make and Akuma." He explained.
"Akuma?"
"One of those machines that attacked you." Kanda glared at Misa like she was the biggest idiot in the world.
"If he had succeeded, you would be dead and your loved one would have been trapped in a world of torment." Allen finished the explanation.
"Light….." Misa began to cry.
"Oh no! Please don't cry!" Allen panicked. She's just like Lenalee. Kanda thought.
"I'm sorry!" Allen continued to apologize. "Is there anything that I can do to make you feel better?"
"No. It's ok. I'm fine." Misa dried and wiped away her tears.
"That's good. Take care." Allen smiled. "Good bye!" With that, the white haired boy and the samurai left the tragedy-stricken girl.