Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. I know, shocker. Ready for another one? I don't own Psycho-Pass either. Ok, keep breath deep breaths, I know it's hard to believe and all, but it's true. :P
Hello! I'm just going to set up the setting for this story: It is in the world of Death Note, though there may be some small Psycho-Pass elements mixed in. We haven't met L or Misa yet, Light is still solo (and not insane).
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
~Robert Frost, Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Light's fingers tapped they keyboard gently, brushing away the firewalls that the police had so vainly put up. They were no match for his intellect. It was very fortunate how his father had mentioned that the police had unofficially caught the serial killer terrorizing Kanto Japan at dinner, Light mused, despite his usual closed-lip policy about work matters. The maniac had not only murdered people, but left there gruesome remains in public places where anyone could find it. The mystery killer was quite notorious, despite the majority of media being devoted to "Kira." Light smiled at this. But the smile slipped off his face as he remembered the numerous articles asking why Kira didn't kill this man, questioning his ability to enact justice, and even suspecting that Kira was the same person committing such evil crimes.
It had been agonizing, being compared to such scum, having to wait for incompetent police to catch the criminal, and being unable to do anything. Being confined to watching the news and listening to vague hints from his father about the investigation in the hopes that the killer had been unmasked, but always being disappointed. The police were weak. They couldn't enact justice. Only Light could do that. And he could have done it much swifter had it not been for one man: L.
L had humiliated him by pinpointing his location in Kanto, Japan, and thus forcing him to act as nothing more than a high school student. Had it not been for L, Light could have investigated the case and solved it weeks before the police. But instead he had to study meaningless information, laugh with witless "friends," and go on one-sided dates in order to blend with the mass of high school students whose biggest concerns were exams. But that didn't matter now. Even though the police were slow, they weren't completely useless; they had determined the killer.
With a final tap of his fingers an image of a man appeared on the screen. He was probably in his forties, with dark brown hair and eyes that sloped down so that he looked sad. Light skimmed the description next to the picture. Shou Wanatabe. Suspect of kidnap and murder in The Specimen Case. Awaiting capture… Light didn't read any further. He had what he needed. Retrieving the Death Note from its hiding place (which Light was very proud of, though he would not admit that to Ryuk), he opened it to a blank page. Then he grabbed his favorite ball-point pen and held it almost lovingly over the white paper.
Light pictured the man's face in his mind, though it was a little different than the picture displayed on the computer screen. Light imagined the man's sad eyes filled with terror as he realized the punishment for his crimes: Death. Then Light wrote the man's name.
Shou Wanatabe
Light smiled as he carefully returned the Death Note to its hiding place and shut down the computer, and then stretched his arms, yawing in a very satisfied manner.
"Glad that's over with," he said to himself.
"But you've been slacking, so concerned with one man. I don't see why you liked him more than the other criminals you killed." Came a raspy voice in reply. Light had forgotten about Ryuk floating behind him. Light admitted to himself that the tall, black shinigami unnerved him at first, but he had gotten pretty used to his appearance. He had not, however, gotten used to having that shinigami constantly float around behind him like a horrible balloon, leaving him no privacy whatsoever.
"He killed lots of people, not out of revenge or anything, but for fun. And then did horrible things with their remains to rub it in the faces of everyone who knew the victims." Light tried explaining to the shinigami.
"What do you mean, horrible things? They remind me of some other shinigami I know." Ryuk chuckled and Light sighed.
"Exactly." He said. But even Ryuk could not spoil his good mood. He tossed an apple behind him, and heard a loud crunch as Ryuk swallowed it whole.
"You're next, L."
This is just a random idea I had, so please tell me if you like or hate or are completely indifferent to it! Also, I have no set time of when chapters come out. It may take a day, it may take a decade (well, hopefully not that long). They come out when they come out. Ciao.