Hi, I'm Sealed Evil In A Can and this is my first story. Rated M for future chapters, violence, sex and strangeness. The pairings will be mainly LXLight but also contains LightXOC, MatsudaXOC and maybe others.
Summary: Raito Yagami is a vampire. He finds the Death Note and now has to balance three lives; the perfect student, hunter for his clan and now… Kira. When L comes to challenge him, Slayers come calling and a war threatens to break out how can he hope to keep his sanity?
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Death Note, nor do I profit from this story in any way.
Warning: Contains yaoi, violence, smut, mild profanity, and adult themes.
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Raito Yagami sat in class, barely listening to the lecture. The daylight streaming through the window combined with the instructor's monotonous voice made him feel sleepy and had him in a stupor.
School was extremely boring, as he was far more intelligent than anyone in the room — including the teacher. He was on the verge of falling asleep when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye.
He looked out the window and saw something falling. It was small, black and looked like a book. It was mildly curious and distracted him enough to make the teacher have to call him twice. He stood and recited the lines he had memorized, pretending to read from the book while his mind wandered to the mysterious, falling book.
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School was over and Raito walked outside to find the book was there on the sidewalk where it had fallen. He picked it up and read the title. Death Note.
A notebook of death? Raito was curious. Opening the cover, he read the first line under How To Use:
The human whose name is written in this note shall die.
Raito chuckled, believing it to be some stupid joke. He closed the book and slipped it into his book bag anyway. Deciding he would look over it later, he started walking home. It had been a long day and he was tired. Already he had resorted to using cover-up to hide the shadows under his eyes. He would never admit that however.
He laughed quietly at the idea of his little sister, Sayu, walking in on him in the bathroom as he used make-up. It was funny to think about, but would be humiliating if it actually happened.
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Soon Raito was at his house and walking through the door, making sure to remove his shoes so he would not track in mud.
"Raito, you're home." His mother walked up to him smiling.
"I'm going up to my room to study." He smiled back, walking up the stairs.
"Alright Honey."
Raito went to his room and sat at his desk. Taking the Death Note out of his bag, he opened it again. As he read the next few rules, he couldn't help but admit to a mild curiosity.
This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people with the same name will not be affected.
If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of writing the persons name, it will happen.
If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack.
After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.
Who would make such an elaborate joke? Raito thought to himself as he closed the notebook and stood up.
He closed it and lay down on his bed, fully intending to take a nap. The daylight was starting to annoy him.
Raito Yagami was seventeen, a model student and a vampire. He had just gotten out of the "newborn or first year of being a vampire, and was exceptionally gifted for one so young. However, because he was a vampire, he was more of a skeptic of the supernatural. He knew it existed, but he knew there were many fakes and phonies out there as well.
He worked hard to keep his secret a secret, especially from his family. Most other supernatural creatures also tended to keep quiet. He had never heard of anything like a Death Note before and wasn't sure if it even could exist. His sire told him that magic powerful enough to kill at such great distances with almost no effort was rare and usually proved fatal or otherwise dangerous to whoever used it.
"Nothing is free and everything in magic comes with a price. The greater the effect, the greater the price." That's what she told him just a few days ago.
Surely if something as powerful as a Death Note existed, the price for using it would be extremely high. Still it was tempting, just to find out if it was real.
Raito sat up and looked at the book. It was as if he had to try it. He stood up and sat at his desk again. He opened the book and held his pen over the page. Wait a second, what if somebody does die? I've never killed a human before.
"Somebody whom it's alright to kill… even better if it's somebody who has nothing to do with me… and someone who's death I will know about right away."
Raito thought for a moment before turning on the TV. The news was on and a story about a murder that was barricaded in a nursery school was showing. Otoharada Kurou.
Raito wrote the name and waited. The note said he would have a heart attack in forty seconds. Forty seconds went by and nothing happened. He was almost relieved. Then the hostages started leaving.
The police ran in and came out only minutes later. The man was dead.
"N-no way!" Raito was shocked.
The hostages said that he "suddenly collapsed." A heart attack.
It could be a coincidence. I can't be sure with just one person.
Just then, Raito's mother called, telling him that it was almost time for him to leave for cram school. Raito called back, panicking. He resolved to test it again. On someone who it would be okay to kill, no, someone who should die. A criminal.
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After Raito left cram school, he thought about all the people whom the world would be a better place without. As he was walking along the dark street, lost in thought, he noticed a young woman being harassed by a group of men on motorcycles. Raito caught their leader's name and walked into a store. Picking up a magazine for cover, he wrote down the man's name and listed death by accident as the cause.
The woman started running across the street and the man followed on his motorcycle. A large dump truck ran straight into him. There was no way he could have survived.
Raito panicked. The Death Note was real, and he had killed those men.
He felt nauseous. He had killed two people.
He went to throw away the book and almost had it in the trash when he stopped. No. They deserved to die. I can't throw away the book. I'll use it.
Raito put the notebook back in his bag and started walking home. He went straight up to his room and sat on the edge of his bed, shaking.
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If the book is real though. Shouldn't there be a price? Sire always said everything comes at a price. I'm shaken but otherwise fine. Raito thought about what his sire would say about the Death Note. She would probably be against it, but the world was rotting. It needed to be cleansed. Could he do it? He brought his hands up to his face and took a shaking breath as he tried to calm himself.
Someone has to do it. Is anyone else strong enough? No. I have to do it. I'll change the world. There were unanswered questions of course. Could the Death Note kill a vampire for example? I can do this.
Raito lay down on his bed and tried to sleep, finding his mind plagued with dark thoughts and frightening images. He couldn't stop shaking.
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Five days later, Raito walked into his house after school.
"Hi honey." His mom approached him smiling.
Raito smiled and reached into his bag. "Here mom." He handed her the exam results.
"Top in the nation again!" She exclaimed proudly.
"I'm going to study so don't bother me." Raito sighed, walking up the stairs.
"Is there anything you want?"
"No, nothing." Raito closed and locked his room door. He already had everything he needed.
He crossed the room and took out the Death Note out of his desk excitedly. Just looking at it made him laugh with glee.
"So you like it huh?" A strange voice spoke from behind him.
Raito spun around faster than a human ever could; surprised someone had entered his room without his knowledge. What he saw made him fall over, which he would have been shocked at doing— vampires don't trip— but he was far to shocked by what was standing in his room.
"There's no reason to be scared." The creature explained, surprised at how fast Raito had moved. There was also something funny about his numbers. They were negative. "I'm Ryuuku, the God of Death who dropped that notebook. I'm sure by now you've realized it's no ordinary book."
Raito stood up slowly. "I'm not scared Ryuuku."
He studied the creature. It was a strange sight. Tall, with gray skin and bulging yellow eyes, all clad in black leather. He stood slightly hunched over and made an intimidating figure.
"Oh?" Ryuuku was curious. Raito wasn't human, that was clear, as according to his numbers he was already dead. That still left a number of creatures that he could be however.
"Yes, I know the Death Note is genuine." Raito picked up the book and opened it, showing what he had done to Ryuuku.
"Now I'm the one who's surprised." Ryuuku took the notebook and saw how many names had been written in only five days. "No human could have done this."
Ryuuku tried to remember the rules if something other than a human had the Death Note or if they were any different at all.
"What's the price?" Raito asked suddenly.
"What?" Ryuuku was puzzled.
"There's always a cost for using something so powerfully magical." The vampire explained.
"Ah. Well from the moment the Death Note touched the ground it belonged to the human world. When you picked it up it became yours." Ryuuku opened the window before continuing. "If you don't want it, give it to someone else and I'll erase the memories of the notebook from your mind."
Ryuuku jumped out the window, surprising Raito as he flew across the street, his wings extending effortlessly from his back. "You're the only one who can see me or hear my voice, as I was the original owner of the Death Note." Ryuuku perched on top of a telephone poll like some monstrous crow. "The Death Note is the bond which ties you and I together."
"Bond." Raito whispered. "So there are really no consequences to using the Death Note?"
Ryuuku flew back and landed on the windowsill, stepping back inside. "There are hardships and terrors that only one who uses the Death Note will experience. And when you die, I will write your name in my notebook. You can't go to heaven or hell either."
"Can the Death Note kill a vampire?" Raito asked the question burning within him. He had not been able to find any information on Death Notes in his sire's library. And she had books on almost everything.
So he's a vampire. Ryuuku laughed."The notebook will only affect creatures with a beating heart, and even then there are those beings immune to its magic."
"Just one more question then. Why did you drop it? Don't tell me you 'Accidentally dropped it' when you took the time to write instructions."
"Because I was bored." Ryuuku explained simply. "Truth is, these days gods of death don't do much besides napping or gambling. If you write a few names in your Death Note, you're laughed at for being such a hard worker.
"There's no fun in writing a human's name in the Death Note when you're stuck in the realm of the death gods anyway, and the Death Note won't affect other Death Gods. I decided it would be more interesting to hang around here."
Ryuuku looked at Raito's Death Note again. "You've written a lot of names."
Raito was silent for a moment, thinking. "I was bored too. The Death Note seems to have powers that would draw anyone to use it, at least once."
Raito explained to Ryuuku how he tried the Death Note and what he decided to do.
"I see."
"I can't sleep and I've had the bleeds more than once. However, I decided to think of it as cleansing the world and I continued to write names. It's easy to get the names of criminals with the news airing 24/7 and the internet. I can get any information I want."
"But why did you only write a cause of death for that guy who got run over by the dump truck? Are you too lazy?"
"No. If I don't write the cause of death, they die of heart attacks. That's the best part." Raito smiled like a kid in a candy store. "Any idiot will eventually figure out that evildoers are being killed by someone. I'm going to let the world know of my existence. No one will do bad things. The world will be a better place!" Raito had such a look of innocence when he said that, it was hard for Ryuuku to believe that he was a killer, let alone a vampire.
"If you do that, you'll be the only one left with a bad personality." Ryuuku pointed out the hypocrisy.
"What are you talking about? I'm the best student in Japan Ryuuku. I… I will be the god of this new world."
Ryuuku watched Raito carefully. How interesting.
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A dark presence stirred. It had awoken nearly five days ago. How surprised it had been to find itself in the hands of a mere boy. However, its new host was no mere boy as it had originally thought.
No… It had fallen into the hands of a vampire, one of the most powerful creatures in the world. The darkness had nearly exploded with glee
True the boy was young, a mere neophyte. But he was intelligent and cunning. His mind was still easy to mold due to his youth. It couldn't have been more perfect.
The presence was not yet strong enough to overpower his host; it could only influence his mind. At the moment, it was important that the presence not reveal itself. Nevertheless, at the rate names were being written, it would only be a matter of time.
The darkness felt a sense of pure joy it hadn't felt in centuries. Soon the world of humans would be in its grasp. After that, it would be an easy matter to take control of all the worlds. To take control of everything. It would take time, but patience was something it had in excess and its host was an immortal. Yes, things couldn't be more perfect.
Kira had returned to the human world.