Sayu sat down in her apartment and closed the curtains, "So, what now?"
"Read the rules…" His voice was dry but serious.
Sayu opened the book and stared up at Light, "Um… Where?"
Light smirked, "As per my own rules I can't hand them to you. But no where does it read I can't pass my memories to you." Sayu blinked a couple of times and nodded slowly. "The memories you're about to receive… May cause some discomfort." Light leaned in and pressed his thumb to her forehead, the chain on his wrist dangling, causing her to scream out loudly and fall over onto her couch, twitching, seemingly unconscious.
Sayu stood in a room of vast darkness with nothing but guidelines surrounding her. A single pure white feather drifted past her eyes, "Turn back, Sayu…"
She looked around, venturing forth, tracing back the white feathers. She glanced up and was met with an image of of a shadowed, lit from behind figure who was haunched over. The light lit up the silhouette of messy hair. "…L?"
The young man turned around and nodded. "The very same."
"Why… Why are you here?" She covered her mouth as she witnessed the chains shackling L.
"I'm bound to your brother and his madness…" A matching chain around his opposing wrist dangled aimlessly, seemingly leading no where. He looked up at her, "Free him, Sayu. Burn the book. It will render it useless… Then maybe…"
Sayu leaned in reading one of the many giant pages floating around them, "That won't work… It will render it useless in the human world… Not yours."
L closed his eyes and hung his head. "Don't use the book. After 82 hours… He will have to return. Take this time, spend it with him if you must… The shinigami you see before you is not your brother. Merely a manifestation of him. It preys on your memories. Light is trapped here too… Free him, deny the shinigami."
"And if I don't?"
"He will be drawn into the madness, as will I. And we will become one with the shinigami." His voice was monotoned.
"What if it is him?" Sayu folded her arms.
L glanced up to her, "Then all hope is lost. Doubt me? Test him. Ask him something only Light would know. Your time is expiring… I doubt I'll be allowed to dwell here much longer, either. Until we meet again, Sayu." L turned his back and faded into darkness.
Sayu closed her eyes, as she opened them she was met with the smell of tea and the sight of her apartment. "You brewed tea? Can you do that?"
Light scoffed, "I'm a Shinigami, not a ghost."
Sayu shifted her eyes around the apartment, "Hey, Light?" His eyes fell on her, a slightly sinister glow to them. "Do you remember the lullaby you used to sing to me?"
Light arched his eyebrow and lifted his cup of tea, "Lilium?"
Sayu looked down, "Right. That was the name of it. For some reason, I couldn't remember."
Light smirked, "Don't lie to me, Sayu. It's futile. You found L?" She looked up slightly panicked. "Purgatory. It's a real bitch. He denied his role to become a Shinigami. He used the book, he had the choice. He chose eternal darkness."
Sayu gave a mixed smile, "So… You are really who you say you are?"
Light gave her a caring smile, "Of course. Though, it warms my heart to know you'd go on a whim and think that I was trapped. What you would have done to save the damned." Light stated rhetorically.
Sayu nodded, "Alright. What's first?"
"Do you accept? I'll assume you do since you won't give me my book back, you accept ownership?" Light stared her in the eyes.
"Yes." She returned the stare.
Light smirked, "It's your choice, I'm not allowed to tell you how to use the book. Do whatever you want with it. I'm sure, L, made it a point to tell you about the 82 hours?" Sayu nodded. "Best choose a victim if you want me to hang around then." He gave a soft laugh.
Sayu dug into her wallet, and laid a business card down. "Him."
Light leaned over to see the card and choked on his tea, "Nate Rivers?!"
Sayu smirked, "I'm a Yagami. I'm resourceful and intelligent."
Light smiled manically, "Let's put the fear of God in a non-believer first… It's your choice entirely… But let's let him know, he lost."
Sayu nodded happily, "How?"
Light smiled, "Watch what I can do." He turned the TV on before disappearing. Sayu watched the TV mindlessly before a grey image of static took place of the image with a simple word burning into the screen: "Kira"
She watched as Light's voice was transmitted through staticky frequencies, "Live by the sins you've committed and die by my hand. I am Kira, I will cleanse this world, I have returned, and you will perish by your own making… Near, Did you know, that Gods of Death, love apples? True Justice will prevail." The static cut and the picture was clear, reporters scrambled visibly on the television.
A cup shattered onto the floor, Near's eyes plastered to the screen. "…No… You're dead. I saw your body! I went to your funeral! How!"
An agent ran into the room where Near stood with a horrified expression. "N! Did you?!"
Near turned to the agent much paler than normal, "He's dead! How?!" He felt a sharp pain in his chest, grabbing it he fell to his knees, he laid himself on the floor, his dying breath one simple word whispered almost breathlessly, "Sayu…"