"Light-kun, we know you're there."
Light barely breathed as the squad team came closer. He knew that they would find him. After all, he was the CCG's test subject. His entire being was years of the CCG's work.
"Come out, Light-kun. We're just going to take you back home."
Light could feel his left eye transform. He didn't want to fight anyone. He just wanted to be left alone. He didn't want to be the CCG's lab rat anymore. But he was lucky to be out on the streets for a few hours. But he knew that L, one of the first class investigators, would find him. Because if Light wasn't a good boy, L would be the one to punish him.
"Light-kun...Don't misbehave…"
"L-leave me alone."
Light was surprised by his own, hoarse voice. He shouldn't have ever said anything. They knew he was here. They knew.
"Light, Come out right now." Growled the now stern voice of L Lawliet. "You are going to come back to the CCG, and that is not an option."
"Yes it is." He choked out, voice cracking.
Light knew that he was hungry. Not hungry; that was an understatement. Starving.
Flesh.
He wanted their flesh; their blood; their organs.
He needed to eat.
"I'm giving you until the count of three."
Light didn't answer this time. He was tense, ready to attack. Just one of the task team was going to die. Just one. Just so he could eat, and then run. He wanted to be free. He wanted anything but the life he so reluctantly led. He was not going back to the CCG.
"1…"
Light's breath hitched in his throat. He almost choked on the city air in his pure fear of them. He might die if it didn't work.
"2…"
He started second guessing himself. His doubts clouded his mind like swarming bees.
"3."
The next moments were a blur. He didn't know what happened, but when it ended, he passed out on the cold, hard pavement.