Light's POV
So far it had all been far too easy. The whole world had acknowledged Kira's existence, the Internet was already home to my worshipers and no one had dared challenge me yet. It was disappointing. I'd expected resistance. I'd anticipated it. I was planning on doing so much good for the world, fixing it, perfecting it. But using the Death Note wasn't a challenge. Not when it came to killing criminals. It was all too easy.
That's what I'd been thinking on the way to my room: that I needed a real opponent. I was not expecting to find the stranger lounging on my bed.
He was about average height, underweight and dressed head to toe in black. He yawned lazily and stretched as he got up. Smiling cockily he looked straight past my shoulder. He ran a hand through his untidy dark purple hair. He looked straight at me and said in a low, melodic voice.
"Hello, Ryuk. It's been a while."
I turned to say something to my Shinigami, ask him how the hell he knew this freak but I stopped when I realised something. Ryuk was terrified of this guy. He was practically hiding behind me. No wait this guy could see Ryuk?
"Who the hell are you?"
Zandier's POV
"Who the hell are you?" Oh he was clever. By asking me first he knew regardless of whether I told him anything he could ask Ryuk later when I wasn't in the room. Good, very good. The question was whether or not to indulge or infuriate him. Why not both?
"A former Death Note user, a madman, a thief, a manipulator, a mass murderer and, of course, a genius" Oh I could practically see his mental gears turning. Was I a prospective ally or an enemy? Would I bother lying to him when he could ask Ryuk later? And right there at the front - can I kill him? "Though, if you were looking for a name, it's Zandier."
"What do you want?" Oh I love this kid! He knows how to play the game. Too bad he can't conceal how clever he is behind those hazel eyes. If it weren't for that I'd have been convinced by his display of disgustingly average intelligence. Ask me the obvious questions. Let me dig a hole for myself by showing off. Good strategy, exploit my vanity. It's a shame I could see right through him.
"Oh Kira I want lots and lots of things. Most of which I can't have. I'm a little greedy sometimes." I smiled mockingly at him. "But in regard to you? I'm here to give you a friendly warning. That's all." I moved closer to him. "Coming from someone who's done everything you're planning on doing, don't put this dream before all others. You do that and you will lose all the chances for happiness you'll ever get. And die alone." I cocked my head to the side and lazily waited for a reaction.
Light's POV
Damn! He's clever, too clever. And he knows. He knows I'm Kira. And he can see Ryuk. So he's not lying about having used a Death Note. But that doesn't explain why the hell Ryuk is this scared of him. He wasn't nearly that scared of me. So Zandier must be dangerous. Dangerous enough to terrorise a Shinigami with six words? I have to be careful. He saw straight through what I was doing before and managed to use it against me.
"If I were Kira why would you warn me? You don't seem like the sort of person who would help someone out of the goodness of your heart." There if he was looking for a confession he's got one so half-assed it'd never stand up in court.
He was still smiling. The arrogant prick was still smiling. Did I make a mistake? Wait, is he laughing at me?!
"You really think you were the only one to have global ambitions with that Death Note?" He asked in between creepy, little giggles. "Let me guess you believe that you'll manage it. You want to change the world. You were bored." He leaned in closer. What the hell was wrong with this freak? "And you were lonely." He straightened up and stepped back a little doing his weird head cocking thing.
He was waiting to see whether I would deny it. But how could he possibly know that? I-I? Why couldn't I just lie about this? It shouldn't be this difficult to think of one? How the hell does he know this much?
"You know what, Light? Once I was exactly like you; Vain, arrogant, smarter than anyone else around me and very, very much alone." He smiled at me mockingly. "I know all of your little sob story. I might even know it better than you do. So, listen to the voice of experience, and give up on Kira. You do that you might just have a chance at happiness."
"Why are you doing this?" Oh fan-fucking-tastic so I can still talk? Idiot!
"Now, that you don't need to know, Junior." He moved so fast I could hardly see him. He had me pinned against the wall. He'd stopped smiling. "Don't ever ask me that again. That. Is. Personal." He hit me back against the wall to emphasize every syllable. Then he dropped me distastefully. "Ask me that again and you'll lose one of those pretty eyes. Light, Ryuk." He nodded coldly to each of us and left through the window.
Maybe I over-romanticised the idea of a rival. This is not how I wanted things to go…
(A/N) I can't beleive I forgot to add an authors note... Anyway feel free to rate and reveiw, all criticisms will be considered and all compliments treasured. :)
-M
