BEYOND DARKNESS
Act 1: Old Regrets
Ls POV:
Today played out just like yesterday and the day before that. A maze of mind games against the world's most infamous serial killer, Kira. Tomorrow will be the same thing and the day after that as well, until finally one of us slips up.
I heave a sigh and look up at the monitor of my sleek, black laptop with tired eyes. This is monotonous and boring for me; days seem to be melting together endlessly and to be honest I have been over this case for a long time. I know who Kira is, I know where he is and to make matters even worse he gets to sit across from me every day and pretend to be trying to catch the murderer. Unfortunately however, despite my position I still need solid evidence and even more unfortunate the boy, Light Yugami is quite good at keeping said evidence out of my reach.
Feeling myself nodding off, I finally decide to make use of the bed I thought I would never need. The computer that is teetering on my knees is finally switched off and put on top of the coffee table after hours of use as I slowly get up from my position on the lounge and strip down to my boxer shorts and slink over to the bed slowly; throwing myself over its cushiony surface and closing my eyes for the first time in what feels like weeks. I don't even bother to pull the covers over myself or even lay the right way in the bed; I just curl up into my knees and doze off almost instantaneously.
My dreams don't even have time to form when suddenly someone throws themselves on top of me and something sharp stabs into my neck. I snap my eyes open only to find myself looking into my own reflection, but this reflection's eyes glow dangerously red like the fires he tried to destroy himself with. I know exactly who he is…
Beyond Birthday… My one and only regret…
My head starts to spin as I realise the object that had been stabbed into the artery in my neck is a syringe, injecting me full of some horribly toxic sedative that the other raven most likely concocted just for use on me. Everything slowly fades into blackness and I feel myself becoming as limp as an elastic band.
Strong arms quickly heave me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, seemingly unaffected by my dead weight. How did he find me? He should never have been able to track me down, though I have underestimated his determined mind in the past.
Just as my consciousness completely fades I hear a chilling, victorious laugh.
"Good night Lawliet."
When I awaken from my deep, drug induced sleep the first thing I notice is the smell. The room is so dark I cannot see three feet in front of me and it reeks of burnt flesh, blood and urine, the sent assaulting my nose and making me feel ill. The floor I am laying on is cold, hard concrete, slightly damp and rough against my exposed skin. I feel a cuff around my left foot and when I move it the chain jingles slightly, it's probably attached to the wall or the ground however I really can't tell right now. The air is cool yet musty, this is probably a basement.
"Good to see you're awake…" echoes a voice from the other side of the large, cold room, a hint of amusement in his voice, "I wasn't sure how long it would take… the last person I drugged didn't exactly survive."
"You let me go this instant Beyond…" I demand in a confident, monotone voice, not moving from my position on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.
"Aren't you glad to see me?" The raven chuckles darkly and moves closer, his footsteps soft and light on the ground, "And to think I went to all the trouble of arranging this visit!"
"They will find me, no matter where you have taken me…" I inform him bluntly only to get another maniacal little laugh.
"There not looking for you!" The younger male snickers, "They think you're dead… Oh it was so easy to find a body that matched yours… As far as they know you died in your sleep last night…" My eyes widen slightly, "It's too bad you don't exist or they would be able to tell its not you just from the fingerprints you no longer have… Not even your own mother would be able to tell the difference between you and the fake!"
"You're underestimating them…"
"You think so?" he snickers, "Because right now that mentor of yours is crying over your dead body!"
"If you release me right now I will find a way for you to pardon you for what you did…" I lie, "You can leave hear a free man…"
"You take me for a fool Lawli-pop…" He laughs while I cringe at the nickname, "You intend to throw me right back in the mad house!"
"What do you intend to do to me? Why not just kill me while you had the chance?"
"Because, my dear old friend," The raven haired male steps into view, his bare feet now visible in the dark, "I am going to brake you!"