I do not own Death Note.
When Sull had disappeared I turned around, towards the big hole again. Hmm, Should I have asked for a flashlight? Or a torch? Whatever, I was wasting time.
My feet made *tokk, tokk, tokk* sounds that bounced of the walls when I ran further and further into the ground. The air was moist and I could just barely see the walls around me. After a few meters, I had to slow down and put my right hand on the wall because everything had gone totally black. „Hello?", I asked. Hello, went the echo of my voice, deeper and further away until it vanished. I started making my way forwards again. The wall was now dripping with cold water and my right hand sleeve was soaked from touching it. How long was this tunnel?
He tricked you, Light. This is a trap. My shoes slid in something gooey on the floor, probably mud...but I wasn't going to check, if I'd find out it wasn't. And then I just stood there, listening to the silence that was only ruptured with the occasional sound of drops falling from the hole's ceiling and onto the ground. I turned my head to look back the way I had come. I could see nothing.
„Hey, Annar! It's me, Kira. Where are you?", I shouted, getting a little spooked now. What had I been thinking running into the ground like this, without any second thoughts or suspicions? Fuck this. Fuck.
My head jerked up as I heard something. Something like metal being scraped over rock. It was faint, but I had heard it. I didn't dare move, I only realised I had been holding my breath when my lungs started screaming at me. I put a hand over my mouth, to make the sound of my breathing less detectable. There it was again, and if I wasn't mistaking, it had moved closer. My eyes were all over the place, trying to see what they couldn't. Run! No, I cant. It's possible that whatever it is that's coming closer and closer can't find me unless I make some sound.
*Scccrrrrrrr*! It was so close now I could feel the vibration in the ground and it sent cold shivers up and down my back. Then, hot breath, so bad I almost fell to my knees, filled my face. „Who...are you?", a horribly rasping voice cut my ears. A shinigami? Annar? Or something else...
„I am Kira", I managed, trying to get my thoughts organized. It was hard, with my head ringing and this terrible smell. „Are you Annar? I've come to get my notebook". A small pause. „I'm a New One".
The thing/shinigami took it's time finding an answer. I was beginning to think it hadn't heard me when he said,"I am Annar", he took a break between every word. OK, so this is Annar. Can I be sure? No. No, there isn't even a way to find out. Oh well, what the heck, I'm dead anyways, what can he possibly do? „Death told me... to be expecting... you", Annar said. A long pause again. This was a little frustrating. „...So...", I trailed off. What now?
„A shinigami... has taught you the rules... I assume?", Annar asked. „Yes, and I'm ready to get my Death Note now", I said, couldn't hold back the give-me tone as well as I would have wanted. The ear-splitting metallic scraping noise came again. „Very well", Annar sighed. „Repeat after me... „.
Should I put my hand over my not-beating heart or something? Nah. Then, Annar spoke,"Ég, guð dauðans, samþykki alla þá skilmála sem mér eru settir og lúti vilja þess hæst setta". I hadn't understood anything he just said, but OK. „Ég, guð dauðans, samþykki...", the change was so sudden I almost forgot the words I was suppose to say. I felt all lighter and it was like hot liquid started running through my veins. „Alla þá s-skilmála sem mér eru settir", my eyes...I was starting to see my surroundings, and the silhouette of something standing before me in the hole. „Og lúti vilja þess hæst setta".
God, Annar looked hideous. He was all hunched over so his back looked like a snail's shell. He had no eyes in his dead, dry face but the sockets were staring at me like they could see my soul. There was a long metal tail which swung around behind him and it looked very sharp, wouldn't want to get in a fight with this one. His hands looked more like many long, thin and sharp spider legs and he was wrapped in something scaly.
But before I could back away I felt a terrible pain in my back. It was so intense I doubled over and fell to the ground, white stars swimming before my eyes . There came a ripping noise. And then...it was over.
„Aowwhh!... What the hell was that?", I gasped and clawed at the wet ground with my fingers. Of course Annar didn't say anything. I pushed myself up to my knees, cursing at the mud on the front of my shirt, jacket and pants. I turned my head to see what had attacked me, and froze. Two, huge, leathery wings were spread out from my shoulder blades. „Ha", I breathed in astonishment. „Ha...ha, haha...". I don't believe this. „Hahahaaahahahaa! This is GREAT!", I yelled at nothing in particular and jumped to my feet. I have wings! I can FLY!. „This is every humans dream. To be able to glide through the sky, touch the clouds...with those, I am truly a god!", I cried out. I turned to Annar again. „And what? Now I'm a true shinigami, right?", I was overflowing with delight. I'd show Near. I'd show them all!
„Yes", Annar said. Then I saw his tail, whipping at me with such speed it blurred. Crap. I jumped to the side but knew I'd be too late. However, the metal edge of the tip, two sharp needle-like claws, stopped right in front of my face when I'd bumped into the wall and slid to the ground. And on the tip, was a black notebook. My eyes bulged.
At last.
I came running through the hole's mouth and into the grayish light again so fast I almost face planted when the tip of my shoe hit a rock. My hands were clutching the Death Note, my personal Death Note, so hard it actually hurt. And my wings. I felt GREAT! I had never been as happy in my life! Now all I had to do was steal another book from some stupid, snoozing shinigami and I'd be off. I slowed down, kept my head low. Didn't want to be dragged into some unwanted conversation.
My victim was a small creature. It had one huge closed eye and was green, with yellow dots on the short, fat fingers. I knew I'd only have one chance. If he'd wake up, I was screwed. Although shinigami don't need sleep, they like to do nothing. I walked fast towards him, looking in every direction for eyes that might be looking back. There were non. This was too easy. I could even see the notebook's corner coming out of the shinigami's torn pocket. I was almost there. My hand shot out, caught the corner, slid the book out...and I was off again. When I glanced back I saw that he hadn't even stirred. Hahahaa! Now I had all I needed to get back at everyone, and everything, I wanted.
I had to ask direction for the Earth ball-thingy a couple of times, both notebooks safely on the inside of my jacket, because the shinigami rarely pointed in the same direction. But finally I found it. The gaps in the round surface resembled the landscape on Earth. So, I can find anybody I want to in this thing as long as I know what I'm looking for. Let's see. The ball was a little higher than me but I could reach the top easily. When I looked inside it, I could see another smaller ball and inside that one was an empty space. I ran a hand through my hair. What now? I walked in a circle around the round object. I touched it, felt the cold surface. „Um...", I looked around, feeling like an utter idiot. „Show me Near", I commanded in a low voice.
Nothing happened.
OK, don't panic. Stay calm. Maybe I have to...no, I don't know what I have to do. Concentrate. Yes, concentrate. Think of his face...I closed my eyes. I though about his staring eyes and his light hair. I though of his name. His real name. Nate River. I need to find Nate River I said in my mind.
I opened my eyes again.
And the gap in the smaller ball was now like a screen; a window into the human world, somewhere up in the sky. It was showing me a city far, far below. I wondered if I would start falling if I'd jump into the ball. Or if I could feel the fresh air if I put my hand in there. But then the image started flying down. Faster and faster. It was nighttime. I could see the never-ending stream of cars on the roads. This was...in Japan? I recognized the building stile and the flashing lights again. My stomach hardened. This was my home. Had been my home at least. My kingdom. Here I had started my parade as Kira. And here it had ended too. I would never be able to go back to my normal life. And I was glad. I knew I was. My mouth smiled. But my eyes didn't. Because even though I knew I wouldn't want to go back. I still wanted to...have the option you know...
I was so close to the top of the buildings now I was afraid the screen might crash into them. The cars below seemed to move slowly because I was moving so fast. In what part of Japan was this? I tried to recognize my surroundings. The gaping windows whipped past me.
And I knew where I was.
How foolish Near, how foolish.
The building I appeared to be about to smash into was the same building in which L and I had played our little game. It was the hotel he had had built, just for the Kira-case. And now, Near had moved in? He decided that the very place L was murdered in was the best place for him to stay in? Well, the hotel was well guarded...from anything human anyway. Did Near think that he would never encounter a shinigami again? Uh, when I thought about it, I could see his reasoning. It was like... one in a 6500 millions. My eyes narrowed as the image slowed down in front of a window on one of the top floors. And went straight through.
I was looking into a dark room. No lights on. Was he asleep somewhere around here? It didn't affect me that there was no light. I could see in the darkness on Earth just as easily as I could in the Shinigami Realm.
There was a couch and a TV. I could see a table and two chairs. Where is he?
The screen floated lazily towards a closed door. And right through. Now I was in a bedroom.
There.
The king-sized bed was covered in pillows and blankets. But there was definitely someone laying there, huddled into a ball. I was so close now.
And there he is. Near.I could see his real name and his lifespan floating in bright red and black above his head.
I recognized his light, wavy hair and his...wh-what? His face, half buried in one of the pillows, was much older than I remembered. His jawline had become more visible, his chest, slowly raising and falling was broader and he looked taller.
How can this be? He looks like he's about the same age as L was when he was alive.
„How long has it been since I...since I died?", I muttered to myself. But of course, time does not pass at the same speed everywhere. It has been proved time and time again. Like when NASA sent two clocks into space at the same time, just not the same distance, from Earth. When they came back, the one that went further away, was a little behind the other one. So this shouldn't have been a shock to me. But it was.
Damn it. Then what about Misa? Was she... She had cut her lifespan in half twice... She was 17 when she first cut it. Lets see, I glanced at a small calender which hung up on the wall. There had passed... six years! My head snapped back to Near. Wow... that's...weird...But where was I, oh yes, which means that if she could have lived to 80...she'd only make it to...32, if she was 28 now, she had 4 years left of her lifespan ; give or take a few months.
Should I check up on her?... No, I have no time to loose.
A grin crept onto my face. Near...Nate River...you have no idea just what I'm going to do when I get you.
I whirled around. Now that I knew where he was, I only had to jump into a portal and get going. Although...I'd better test out my wings first.
I glanced back and made them flutter a little. „Hehh...". This was so strange. I can't describe how it feels. I know that it's hard to...no...impossible to imagine how it is. Don't even try it. You can't. If I wasn't feeling it right now, I wouldn't believe it either. It's like, having a dead man's arm sewn onto your chest and expect it to be able to come alive; have it bend the way you want and feel what it feels. It's so amazing to look at those black and leathery wings and just know how to use them, like they have always been there.
I had them stretch out...and pushed them down with as much force as I could.
„Oh my GOD!", I cried as I shot up into the smoky air. I hadn't expected it to be this easy. I felt the dry air in my hair, on my wings. And then I was falling, quickly. I put my hands in front of my face in defence when the rough ground came towards me and made a pitiful attempt to flap my wings again. I managed, but didn't do much to help myself. In stead, I shot to my right and crashed into the dust, hard.
After a couple of tries, I thought I'd gotten the hang of it. I'd figured out how to make the wings fold back into nothing and then come forth when I wanted them too. And it didn't hurt like the first time. Although there were two big rips in the back of my dirty jacket and shirt. I'd have to get some new clothing before meeting with Near as a shinigami. Maybe I'd get a black leather jacket? I pictured myself all in goth...uh, maybe not. I'm just going to stick with my old look.
I only felt a little sore after all the crash-landings. Nobody asked if I needed any help. I hadn't expected them to either.
And then I stood there, looking at one of the bright-glowing portals. This is it. Be ready to face Kira again, N. You didn't think you'd actually win did you?
I jumped in, my wings unfolding in mid air. I glided forwards; everything had gone white. I thought about where I wanted to go, who I wanted to see. And then the cold night air ripped at my lungs, so clean compared to the dull air I had grown used to. I was right over Japan.
„HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!", I laughed. I felt the hot need to punish again, make evil pay again. „KIRA IS BACK!", I screamed at the stars. If I wasn't a shingami, I wouldn't have been surprised if someone could have heard me way down there.
And then I was off, flying towards the hotel, towards my revenge, to wards Nate River. Both Notebooks safely inside my jacket.
AN.
I thought you guys might want a little inside look at some of the names and stuff I use in my story
So, I'm from Iceland. And I thought it might be cool to spice things up with that.
-First of all, I knew some of you might want to know what Annar made Light say in the tunnel. He said (rough translation) :"I, god of death, agree to all terms I have been given and bow down to the highest ranked". Uhh, it sounds much better in Icelandic though :p
Second: names. They have meaning. They aren't just some random letter.
Annar=second (like second in command you know)
Sull=Goo or something messy
-in chapter one you will find:
Frost=just Frost but the actual translation is Cold.
Scrimsli=this is suppose to be like what kind of creature you are, like, I'm human. Scrimsli came from the word skrímsli. I just didn't want to use Icelandic letters. Skrímsli means a monster.
Oged= is like Scrimsli; it says what kind of creature you are. Plus, I took out the Icelandic letters. Oged is really Ógeð. And Ógeð means Disgusting.
Oh yeah, and how long Misa has left of here lifespan, I actually calculated it. If she was 17 first when she made the eye-deal and she could have lived till 80. 80-17 = 63. 63/2=31. 31/2=15. About 5 years passed in the books. 15-5=10. And now 6 years have passed. 10-6=4 years left. Oh, yes. And I guess that now, Near would be around 20. If he was 9 when we first saw him at the orphanage, 5 years passed. 9+5=14. And then 6 years now. 14+6=20.
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