The whole time, Light watched with an amused expression on his face.
Ryuk looked at the carnage and back at Light and laughed. Humans sure were interesting.
Ryuk looked around. He was bored...again. Once Light's vampire massacre was over, there was nothing left to do. Watching him laugh evilly over dead and burning bodies wasn't exactly what one would call entertaining.
"Light, I-"
"Mwahahahaha!"
"Light-"
"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"LIGHT!"
Light stopped cackling abruptly. Thank goodness. Ryuk's ears were beginning to bleed in the literal sense.
"What?" Only the slightest bit of snippiness slipped into his voice, but it was enough to tell that Light was extremely annoyed at being interrupted.
"I'm bored," Ruk stated simply.
"You want to leave." It wasn't a question. Light knew that Ryuk loved to rain on his parade. He wasn't called a genius for nothing, either. Foresight was what he was good at.
Ryuk grinned a grinny grin, which looked odd considering what his face looked like in the first place, "I sure do."
Light cast one last look at the vampire ashes and sighed, "Okay. Let's go."
Light blinked and missed it. One second he was standing among the Cullen's remains and the next he was in the exact position he had been in when things went black in the first place.
"So that's it?" he asked.
"Yup." Ryuk replied.
Light sat down and turned the news on. He wanted to know if his stint in the fictional world would have any affect on the real world.
The answer? Yes, it did have an affect. A big affect.
The first news channel he flipped to made that very obvious. It's not particularly hard to miss screaming newswomen.
"I'm Nicki Cran, reporting from a local bookstore, where angry Twilight fans have begun to amass."
Light stared. Wow. He knew the fangirls were a volitile, but this was a faster reaction than he expected.
"As you can undoubtably hear from your safe seats at home-" The newswoman winced as a brick flew through the air and nearly hit her face "-these angry fans mean business. Just listen to what they're saying." Nicki stopped trying to make herself heard over the rabid fangirls behind her.
"We want Edward back!"
"Screw Edward, who the hell thought it would be a good idea to kill my dear, beloved Jacob?"
"Excuse me? Jacob was never good for Bella!"
"And Edward was?"
"Of course!"
"You make me laugh, bitch."
"Oh, you didn't."
"I did."
The Team Edward girl snapped her fingers and imediately her friends were beside her, "Girl, hold my weave!"
Said weave was deposited into the waiting hands of Girl and the fight began.
As soon as the first bitch slap was thrown, a space in the middle of the crowd opened up. Both sides screamed for their team. Blood lust was everywhere.
The camera guy zoomed in on one particular girl. Her long black hair was all over the place and she screamed and jeered. Her pupils were dilated and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot.
In a nutshell, she looked like some insane serial killer who, after finally escaping from Happy Meadows Asylum, was finally reverting to her persona before the anger meds. It was a rather creepy sight. It didn't help that everyone else there looked the same way. Imagine a hundred or so people like that and you have a pretty good image of what was going on. Multiply that by the fact that this was going on at nearly every book store in the world and there was reason for government concern.
Nicki came back on screen, "It's getting quite serious down here. The police are beginning to show up," this time, a cinder block somehow found itself flying through the air and clearing a war path towards her head. Nicki ducked and the cinder block missed her by the skins of her teeth.
In a rushed voice, she signed off, "This was Nicki Cran, reporting for CNN news. Back to you Chuck!"
The camera cut off very quickly, just in time to see someone running at Nicki with a fold-up chair in hand. Light silently wished her luck as the TV cut to a middle aged man sitting at one of those news caster desks. The caption below his worried face revealed him to be Chuck Cloudly.
"Well, you heard it first from our on-the-scene reporter, Nicki Cran. Let's hope that chair missed." He chuckled nervously. "That's it for tonight. See you next time folks."
The credits rolled and Light was just about to indulge in another round of evil laughter when Sayu came storming in.
"Did you hear what happened, Light?" she angrily asked him.
Light was pretty sure he knew what she was talking about, but decided to play innocent just in case.
"No, what?"
"Something's wrong with Twilight!"
"But I thought you loved that movie...?"
"I do! I mean, someone messed up all the books in the world to say that they're all killed by the Volturri! Isn't that terrible?"
Light coughed to cover up a snicker, "Of course it is, Sayu. Whatever shall the world do without Twilight?"
For once in her life, Sayu felt she had the right to look at Light and think he must be the single most idiotic person on this big green planet of ours.
"Riot, of course! That's where I'm going right now."
"R-riot?"
"Duh," and with that, Sayu stomped out. She had a pitchfork to go buy.
Mwahahahaha! And you thought I wouldn't write another chapter, didn't you? Well, I did, so HA!
lol, anyway, I hope you all enjoy this one as much as the last. I thought about making it longer, but that just seemed like such a good place to stop. I'll try to make the next one longer!
Virtual cookies for those who review!
