Requiem
Enenra R. Spice
"Well, Light," a low, rumbling tone rang out across the silent, blood red sunset. "It looks like you've lost. Remember how, in the beginning, when we first met, I told you that I would be the one writing your name in my notebook?" Ryuk paused for a moment, but soon he continued. "That is part of the agreement between a Shinigami who brings a notebook to the human world… and the first human who picks it up. If they put you in prison, who knows when you'd die? And I don't want to lie around waiting. So… it's all over. You will die here."
Ryuk raised his pen to the infamous Death Note
"It was good while it lasted. We eased each others' boredom for quite a while." He began to slowly scrawl the name of the man who changed the world, the true name of Kira. "Well, Light… it's been interesting." He completed the name:
Light Yagami.
Ryuk waited for the heart attack to cause Light's demise.
…And waited…
…And waited…
"What's going on," the Shinigami snarled while glaring at his Death Note as if it had betrayed him. Ryuk released an irritated sigh, and suddenly he began to cackle with a cruel sense of humor. "It seems your story hasn't ended, has it? This could still be interesting," he mused to himself. Oil black wings unfurled, and the God of Death flew off to his next destination…
Matsuda and Mogi rushed into an old building, having followed the trails of blood leftover from Light's futile escape attempt. They stormed into the room, dried tears still evident on Matsuda's face, and were both frozen with shock and disbelief.
Light's limp form was lying on aged stairs, but that wasn't what had jarred them. They knew that Ryuk should have killed the young man, but no… the steady rise and fall of his chest clearly showed that Ryuk hadn't done as he'd swore.
Kira was alive.
Crimson-tinted, chocolate eyes blinked heavily, weakly fighting off the urge to rest… but the injured man knew that doing so would not give him his much desired slumber, but would bring him to his death.
Soon sirens could be heard screeching in the distance, slowly approaching. Mogi had made the call, noting how emotionally unraveled Matsuda was at the moment. The ambulance arrived shortly, and the paramedics raced Light into the vehicle and sped him to a hospital to rehabilitate. Once he was well enough, the man whom had changed the world, Kira, would be imprisoned.
With help from Near, the Kira Investigation Team had made their decision: Light would not be going to any average cell. He'd be placed back in the cell in which he'd stayed when the young man had requested such. The irony was unbearable and insufferable.
A/N: That's right, folks, I'm not dead! Sorry for being absent from FF since, what... March? My computer ended up with ANOTHER virus and we didn't have time to get it fixed until a month or so ago. Sorry, guys. All of the memory had been wiped, but I was able to save all of my data to my handy-dandy flash drive.
Yes, I WILL be continuing "Falling: The Aftermath" and "Salvation." I've had some serious writers block for months now. School's just restarted for the year and I'm in all Honors courses, but that seems to be returning my creativity to me.
Anyhow, I had watched all of Death Note almost a year ago, and I own the first live-action movie, a novel called "L- Change the World," and some other things. I've had this idea ever since I'd finished watching the series, and could never find a fic that covered this concept... and thus I just HAD to do it.
-E.R. Spice