CHAPTER 1
Matt sat on the couch in his apartment. He was hunched over his gameboy as his fingers flew over the buttons. Bright lights flickered like fireworks across his goggles. Matt inhaled deeply and sighed as he flicked the power switch on the game. It was almost time to go. He had to do another mission for Mello about the Kira case. Matt sat up straight and stretched, feeling his finger crack.
He got up and headed to the door of the apartment after grabbing his keys and his gun from the drawer by his bed. Matt walked down the stairs and exited from the smoky back door. That reminded Matt he had to pick up some more cigarettes. He put his hands in the pockets of his vest and headed down the street. He breathed in the cold winter air and listened to the low murmur of the city.
Matt's footsteps made tapping noised against the concrete sidewalks of Japan. He passed a park and saw it was abandoned, save for a man who was sitting on a park bench. He looked homeless with mussed hair and dirty clothes. The man suddenly turned and looked Matt straight in the eye.
His eyes were black as pitch and he had bags under his eyes so dark they looked like makeup. He looked at Matt without blinking, looking him up and down. Matt shivered and quickened his pace and until he reached the store. He opened the door and paused for a moment while he felt a gust of warm air waft out at him. He then walked to the counter as he heard the jingle of bells of the door closing.
Change of View
Beyond sat in the park and stared at the door to the convenience store. How very curious. It wasn't the style of dress that concerned him, a black and white shirt with a vest and orange goggles was strange, but what concerned him was the date above his head. His name was 'Mail Jeevas' and he was going to die today.
Beyond got up from the fetal position he was sitting in. He got up and put his hands in his baggy pants. He was hunched over, not from the cold, but because it was habit. He didn't find it comfortable but he did it because that's what L would do. His goal was to be better that L, the '"world's greatest detective." One think he knew L had ever done was cheated death. If he could stop that man from dying, he would be like a god.
His hands flexed in his pockets and closed around the cord of a small weighted sandbag. He leaned against the wall as Matt walked out of the store, pausing to light up a cigarette. He mimicked the movements of the younger man until he reached the back door of his apartment. He saw the man reach into his pocket for his keys and that's when Beyond struck. He grabbed the string and swung the sandbag around once to build up momentum.
"Hey, What the hell are you-" Beyond swung the sandbag directly between Matt's eyes knocking him picked up Matt's body around the waist and, taking the keys from Matt's pocket, went to his apartment. Beyond locked the door and started looking around. After a couple hours he managed to find two guns, six game consoles, a large length of rope, a roll of duct tape, instant ramen, chocolate, and several other objects.
Beyond got ready for the night, going to the bathroom and getting some water. He picked up Matt from the floor and taped him to one of the chairs in the kitchen. He waited for a while but Matt didn't move an inch. Beyond frowned and went to the television. Me turned on the tv which was set to the news station.
"In a recent attack on famous tv announcer and spokesperson for Kira. Two people who were involved with the attack were killed. Police took them down after one of the kidnappers drove off on a motorcycle. We are currently releasing pictures; If you have any information about these men, please call police. "
Pictures of 'Mihael Kheel' and 'Rayne Silver' appeared on screen. Beyond looked and saw that they were dead. There was a gasp and he saw Matt was sitting stark upright.
"No…no this has to be some sick joke."
Beyond smiled as he saw that the date above Matt's head had changed. It now said he would die in a week. Beyond walked forward and pulled up a chair in front of Matt. He crouched down on the chair and stared Matt in the eye. He put his hands on Matt's heaving shoulders and took off Matt's goggles, letting the tears run down Matt's face.
"Hello Mail, Remember me?"