Hello again, as promised here is chapter 2 of Addiction.
WARNING: Please heed me out when I say this is violent. M for gore, blood, language and violence.
Chapter 2 is full of disturbing scenes and it is not for the weak stomached. Horror and grotesque scenes will await you, so if you dare read on.
Ok thats my warning for this chapter :)
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It was raining when Light emerged from the police station following the hunched figure of his father.
Soichiro had changed and he was not the man that Light had adored when he was growing up. He walked to the car parked in car park beside the police station and unlocked the car and Light leant up against the wall and watched him.
The older man stood there for a moment before he opened the driver side door and rubbed his face tiredly. After a moment of silence Soichiro got in and shut the door behind him.
The car started with a low growl and a minute later, Soichiro Yagami pulled from the police car park and drove down the street.
Left in the rain in the pitch black, Light pushed off from the wall and adjusted his jacket around him.
He didn't know if it was simply habit or trying to be at least human, but Light walked from the car park and made his way down the street. As he walked he was plagued by the thoughts of what was being revealed.
His father was alive, L was alive.
Did that make Mello alive and well as well?
Everyone was alive, all of Light's obstacles were back and it was just making things harder than what it already was.
Now Light had another burden to carry on his shoulders. How was he going to live through this life allowing people to defy justice and he sits back and watches. He can't do that. It was a burden on his moral conscience and now he had the weight of the crumbling Shinigami world upon his shoulders.
He wasn't going to live through this, was he?
Light, consumed by his muddled and bitter thoughts walked through the darkness paying no heed to the area around him. He had been confident in his abilities to find a way to his house; he would simply follow his father to L's hideaway in the morning.
He walked through the darkness and was absorbed into his vengeful mind. How would he be able to manipulate those around him without Shinigami weight and sorrow crushing him?
Should he show himself to L; reveal to everyone that he was basically a monster. He didn't really want to hear the sentences stating that he had deserved it.
Maybe he should hound them and simply be annoying in how Ryuk did. Maybe that could cause them grief for destroying him.
Oh and that 'kid' Near; he will suffer too.
He tread through the blackness carefully and looked at his surroundings and found that he was in a bad part of Tokyo. He had gotten himself completely and utterly lost.
Cursing himself, Light stepped through the slums carefully listening to the sounds that almost seemed to deafen him.
He couldn't believe he had lost his father and the way back to his house. It was simple stupidity that Light despised. The real reason why he had chosen to walk was the fact that Light didn't like to see himself as being a monster, he didn't want to use the wings he had.
All he really wanted was to be normal, be Light Yagami again.
He knew he was fighting a long lost cause.
Keeping his gaze lowered, Light turned into a street and realised it was a dead end.
What the hell was the matter with him? He's 'dead' for a while, gets another chance in his own home city and gets utterly lost.
His IQ was dropping; he could swear he could feel it. Light looked up when the street lights flickered to life, illuminating the streets around him. He was about to turn around and walk down the street when the streetlight above him blinked on. He heard a noise in the alley and frowned.
He made the split decision to walk further in, that's when he stepped in something sticky. Light looked down and saw the unmistakable colour of blood. Frowning, Light took another step and his ears picked up a scoffing noise. It echoed noisily and Light froze and thought that he was simply dealing with an animal.
There was a small 'chink' of glass falling and the sound of rolling down the concrete and gravel.
Standing still, Light saw a large jar roll into the dim orange light.
He caught sight of the label
Strawberry Jam.
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There was a scuffling noise after it and Light saw a dirty hand shoot out like a snake and grab the jar. It was dragged back into the darkness and Light took a tiny step forward to see a grubby, bloodstained white shirt.
It seemed familiar and Light was almost too scared to make a noise. But he had to see who this was.
There was another noise and Light saw more and more blood streaming out into the road. It was fresh and a deep crimson red. On edge, Light's hands went to the chains around his body, ready to grab his Death Note if needed.
The slouched figure stepped backwards revealing the baggy white shirt and dark pants and Light thought to himself horrified "That's L, no-one else would sit or dress like that."
In the streetlight there was the glint of a knife and a wet sound as if something sharp was slicing through something.
More blood flowed out to Light's feet and as his eyes adjusted he saw the possible L over a corpse. It was mutilated and horribly disfigured; blood soaked everything and flowed freely over the concrete.
The figure of L crouched over the body and sliced off a piece of flesh and shoved it in his mouth. In the same movement his other hand slunk in the top of the jam jar and scooped out a glob of the sticky substance and thrust that jam hand into his mouth.
Light was almost sick, to hell if he was Shinigami, his moral side screeched in fright and he had the feeling to run. This could not possibly be L, the figure in front of him had a striking similarity to him but it couldn't be.
Light's vision went a shade of red and he saw the golden numbers and the name of the human.
It was confirmed, the sicko was not L;
And he had an incredibly long life to live as well. He didn't deserve the years he had.
Now overcome with rage, Light moved aside his jacket with the clinks of the chains that bound his body.
He stopped immediately when the noise emitted by him hit the ears of the human. He lifted his head and the blood dripped steadily from his chin. He jerked around and his scary eyes searched the darkness.
Light froze, hand halfway to his Death Note and the man's gaze stopped on him. His eyes went a menacing red, glowing crimson and he smiled revealing bloody, red teeth. His lips curved and he rasped one word;
"Shinigami"
Light stepped back and his hand fell to his side in shock. He replied uneasily "Y-You can see me?"
The man got up and he had the same slouched stance as L, "Of course I can see you" he cackled. His eyes were still glowing red and he went up close to Light and sneered "I have the Shinigami eyes."
The question was abrupt, "Who is the Shinigami attached to you?"
The man chuckled, "I do not need a Shinigami, I have always had the eyes." He slunk closer to Light and blood dribbled from his chin and landed on Light's jacket.
He was disgusted and he stepped back as the man cackled again, "You do not look like the other Shinigami."
Light didn't reply and kept his mouth shut and the L look-a-like chuckled wryly "You are your own monster." He let out another, hysterical cackle and he darted forward and pulled Light's jacket and he said crazily "You have the Death Note."
Light jerked away and he barked harshly "Who do you think you are? You deserve do die. I can see your name, I should write it down."
The stranger smirked and shrieked hysterically "Will you Light Yagami? Will you really destroy me, when I could be crucial to the mission you have been sent on? I know your intentions Light, former Kira."
Light dropped his hands and stared at the man dumbfounded. His mind reeled for words to say and the man stepped back and regarded him with his bright red eyes. "You can call me BB" he chuckled darkly holding out his arms and Light stood straight and hissed "How would you know?"
This BB chuckled "I know a lot just by looking at you Yagami Light, I sense there is a weight on you, it is crushing you. What that weight is I cannot sense."
His face was solemn and blank, a famous L trait and Light felt a little uneasy. The resemblance to the famous detective was uncanny. If Light couldn't see his true name he would have definitely thought that this was L.
BB grabbed the jam jar with a bloody hand and smirked at Light as he screwed the lid back on. He sat it beside him and grinned up at Light with blood stained teeth, "So are you going to do it?"
He gazed up at Light crazily who took an uncertain step back. "Do what?"
Cursing his idiocy Light saw BB hook an arm around his jar of jam and sit the knife in the elastic of his baggy pants. He didn't seem hindered by the fact that he was absolutely covered in blood.
The body was discarded, simply forgotten and Light could see through the shadows of the bins, the rats that were beginning to congregate. Waiting for their departure.
BB slunk up to him with wild eyes and whispered harshly; "Are you going to kill me Yagami Light, will you write my name in your Death Note?"
At this Light frowned and he reached behind his jacket and pulled out his Death Note. His jacket separated and his large black wings shone into existence and BB reached out with a bloody hand and stroked the feathers.
Light pulled back and his wings rose high up in the air and Light manifested a large skull pen and flicked open his Death Note. He scraped it with the tip and he gazed at the hunched figure in front of him.
All the psycho did was smile maniacally.
Light glared at the name above BB's head. Beyond Birthday.
He glared hatefully back to his Death Note and began to scratch the B into the page. BB grinned and hung off his arm, watching Light write his name.
Light inwardly debated whether or not he should make this maniac die painfully, or at least get eaten by the rats surrounding them.
Light felt his shoulders getting heavier, his knees buckled beneath him and his lungs were quickly feeling like they were filling with water. Light's hand began to shake and the pen fell from his grip.
It seemed to fall in slow motion. Light watched it fall with horror. It fell from his hand and it clattered to the concrete. He watched it for a moment and then cast a glance to BB who was watching the grounded pen with hysterical interest.
He looked back to Light and chuckled darkly "You can't do it can you Yagami?" he slunk closer and he hissed "Because you can't do any bad."
Light was stricken with the amount BB knew and he let his death grip on his Notebook slacken. The pen disappeared in swirls of black smoke and the rain started to bucket down again.
Light was wet again within seconds and his large angel wings started to droop with the water streaming from them.
He looked back to BB and saw him standing in the darkness. He had moved away from the streetlight and Light saw his silhouette.
With a defeated, uneasy sigh Light reached behind him and put his notebook back in its rightful spot. He looked up with the water streaming down his fringe and a streak of lightning flashed across the sky.
Bright white light filled the street and Light saw the grinning face of BB staring at him. His eyes were glowing and clear and red streams of water poured from him. He clutched the half empty jar of jam under his arm and his face was bared in an eerie sneer.
"You can't do it can you Yagami" BB hissed, his crimson eyes glowing wildly. "The former Kira cannot bring himself to write in his own Death Note" BB cackled. He jumped back a couple of steps and let a peal of manic laughs before he almost screeched "It's because you shall need me in the future Light."
His eyes bored into Light's and then he said darkly "For now, I have to take my leave."
Another streak of lightning illuminated the sky and BB took off and disappeared into the dark.
"Hey!" Light exclaimed angrily, "you bastard, what makes you think you can-." His words fell on looming shadows and silence before it was broken by the shrill of police sirens.
Light spun around with the ornate chains decorating his chest clanking together noisily and he saw the flares of blue and red shattering the eerie orange light that had been cast over the street. The cries of the sirens got louder and louder and Light knew he had to get away.
Through the pouring rain, Light Yagami raised his wings high above his head and pushed down with all his might. The new muscles extending from his back flexed powerfully and Light was launched into the sky.
There was nothing else he could do, he was useless. He couldn't even write that cannibal's name in his Death Note. What the hell was wrong with him? Light cursed himself and saw two police cars pull up at the alley with the lights flashing wildly and the racket the officers made.
Light looked at the slums around him and knew that BB had gotten away.
For now.
Light didn't care if he needed the psychopath's help in the future. He was going to be hunted down and Light made sure of that.
A person like BB shouldn't have been allowed to live.
Another streak of lightning blasted down in front of Light and struck the alley where the mess lay. There was a boom of thunder as the lightning struck home and there were cries of shock and surprise from the police officers below. Light hovered there with a grim determination growing in his stomach.
Everything was falling to chaos in his absence.
But now, Light had to fix it. With another 'whoosh' of his wings, Light pelted through the veil of rain. A fire had lit in his body and Light decided to himself. "I will be the one to settle this all for good."
Light put the speed behind him and he flew off in the air unaware that a large feather had fallen from his wing.
Down at the murder scene after police had finished being sick. It was taped off and the mutilated remains were covered by a tarp. A detective by the name of Kanzo Mogi looked up at the sky as it illuminated once again.
He froze to the spot when through the white light; he saw a figure with large wings dart away into the darkness.
Fear clutched his chest and Mogi saw a large dark object start to drift from the sky. It fell towards him and a gust of wind knocked it from its graceful fall. It fell to the ground with a soft but audible 'thump' and Mogi turned to look at his comrades.
They were busy with the scene and Mogi took a silent exit and went to the object that had fallen to the earth.
He bent down and felt his breath hitch in his throat, he stood back up and in the lights in the streets and the cars he saw a long black feather.
What got Mogi was that the feather was as long as his entire arm.
One word whispered in Mogi's head and it made him freeze.
Shinigami
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Light recognised where he was going as he flew over the brighter side of the city. The cozy suburbs of Tokyo almost seemed to welcome him as he lowered and his chest almost seemed to hurt when he saw his family home.
His father was home now and soft golden lights shone through the curtained windows. Light landed on the front doorstep and stood there for a moment.
Pure habit made Light lift his hand and knock against the wooden doorframe and he froze when he realised what he had done.
"Coming" sang a painfully, familiar voice. The door opened and Light was paralysed to the front doorstep.
His little sister Sayu poked her head out into the darkness, inches away from Light. She looked puzzled when there was nobody at the door and she murmured to herself "It almost sounded the way Light used to knock."
Looking both ways down the street again, Sayu shook her head and quietly shut the door behind her. "There was nobody there" Light heard her say "I swear I heard someone knock."
When his sister's voice disappeared Light fell against the door. His large wings muffled the noise against the door and he slid down and leant his head back.
Guilt burned his chest like acid and he was surprised at how much it actually hurt. Back when he was 'alive' the feeling of guilt never hindered him.
It hurt more than ever now.
He had betrayed his family, let his father die at his own hands and had left his mother and his sister alone, dealing with the losses of their father/husband and son.
The glossy black feathers caught the corner of his eye and he turned his head and gripped a small feather with his fingers. He plucked it out and twirled it between his hands. A multitude of colours bounced from the eerie black feather and Light watched it miserably. 'That is what I am. A monster.'
He dropped the feather and watched it fall to the step and he sighed. He got up to his feet and his wings melted away and his jacket fell around his shoulders. He hunched his shoulders and watched the pouring rain from the small veranda.
He closed his eyes briefly and shook his already wet hair and then stepped back into the cold gloominess. When he reached the front, he turned back around and saw the Sayu's bedroom window brighten.
He saw her silhouette through the thin curtains and then she disappeared.
Light's acute hearing could hear her footfalls down the stairs and the front door opened again.
-Sayu-
Sayu squealed when she saw the rain and pulling her light jacket up she raced down the drive holding a box full of items. She ran for the large garbage bin and dumped the contents in and slammed the lid.
She was going to turn back to the house and run down the driveway but her gaze was pulled to the footpath.
She saw a dark figure standing under the street light and Sayu froze in the rain and called out, "Hello? Are you ok? Can I help you?" the figure turned towards her and Sayu felt a little afraid but there was a small voice in her head that whispered; "don't be afraid, you don't have to be."
Sayu made a small nervous noise and stepped forward a step. She was drenched by now and her black hair was plastered all over her face. She rubbed her eyes and pushed aside her long fringe and gasped. She thought she saw wings growing out of this figure, they curled upwards like an angels.
Sayu blinked her eyes and stepped forward again and a car driving behind her had their headlights on. Bright light filled the street and Sayu was able to see the figure and she gave a cry when she did.
"Light, oh Light its you." She ran over the concrete footpath and ran towards the figure without another thought. She could see him clearer now and she barrelled towards him and threw her arms around his waist. "Oh Light, I missed you so much. Have you come to visit us?"
She looked up at him with a wet face and asked in a softer voice, "Are you an angel Light?"
Tears stung her eyes when her 'dead' brother spoke softly "Oh Sayu-chan, I am everything but an angel." She gripped him tighter and she almost wailed "You were a good person Light, a good brother. Why! Why would you be punished? Of course you are an angel."
She gazed at her brother from the darkness and heard his voice again. Heavy with strain and weariness. "There-Sayu, there are reasons- unknown why I am not an angel; I am stranded here not as an angel but as Shinigami." Sayu gasped and pulled away and she whispered; "Reasons unknown? Light this isn't fair, you done nothing wrong."
She heard only a chuckle in response.
Light stared at her with dark eyes and Sayu asked hesitantly "Will mother and father see you light?"
She got a shake of the head and her brother said darkly "I do not think I am proud of what I have become, I do not want people to know of my existence." He stared down at her and said in a low voice, "In some ways I have regretted what I have done in the past, but I will look after our family Sayu, and here I must say my goodbyes."
Sayu grew desperate within that moment "You can't go Light, please just come inside make mother and father see you. Mother misses you so much and Father doesn't say much but I know he misses you to." Tears burned her eyes again and she whispered pathetically "I miss you Light."
Her brother seemed reluctant to say anything but before he could open his mouth to say something the front door opened to his house.
"Sayu-chan what on earth are you doing out there in the rain? Come inside before you get sick." Sayu spun around and saw her mother standing on the veranda and she called out "Who are you speaking to Sayu?"
She couldn't see Light and Sayu looked to her brother and whispered "Please come back Light, at least come back and say your goodbyes proper." She shot him a pleading glance and Light sighed and nodded his head "I will be back Sayu."
Satisfied but morose, Sayu nodded her head and whispered "Bye for now Light." She turned back to her house and ran back and her mother disappeared inside. Back on the veranda Sayu turned back around and saw Light walking down the street. She saw him through the streetlights and she looked back to the door.
Something gleamed and caught the sight of Sayu and she turned to look down and saw a gleaming black feather left on the step. She bent down and picked it up and looked for Light again, but he had disappeared.
Sayu felt warm tears trail down her cheek and she whispered "I don't care if you're a Shinigami Light, you were always an angel and that's how I will always see you."
-Light-
Light disappeared into the darkness and when he was away from his family, his sister a cry of rage overcame him. It ripped from his chest and anger boiled him, he hit his fist against something solid.
He heard a devastating crack and a groan as he withdrew his fist from something wooden. "WHY?" he shouted "Why does everybody want to torture me for, I'm doing this stupid mission and yet, you aim to destroy everything I ever cared about."
His voice died down from the yell and he muttered "Why do I even bother? I know it is just going to get worse from here on in." He raked his fingers through his wet hair and a wicked voice whispered from the innermost part of his mind.
"It is what you deserve Yagami, lets see how you like it."
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