Woo I managed to finish the second chapter. After this I'll be doing some planning in my free time, since improvising as I write will be a bit more difficult this time around. Also, one other comment. Unfortunately the title room for each release is limited, so my the page titles, aren't...well...accurate really. Page 1: Divide and Divided God and Fraud, was originally supposed to be The Divine and the Divided, the God and the Fraud. This Page's title is supposed to be Where Mortality and Death Coincide: Shinigami.


The shadow ended connected to some odd creature that looked like it had the body of a withered tree. The gray-ish, brown-ish color was prominent through-out the body, but the way it was arranged, it almost appeared to be tattered clothing. While it couldn't really be called white hair, something similar to hair fell from its head covering every part of the creature's face with the exception of two glowing yellow eyes that pierced through Kurauri, making him unable to look at anything else.

"What are you?" Kurauri asked, standing up.

"You've used a Death Note, but you haven't heard of a shinigami?" the creature said, opening the window and climbing in.

Its skeletal wings vanished into its back.

"What do you know about the Death Note?" Kurauri asked, gripping it tighter.

"Know about it? It was mine," the self-proclaimed shinigami answered.

"You're Kira?" Kurauri asked, looking awe-stricken.

"Nope, my name is Krandon. It's amazing to think you humans are still talking about Ryuk's human," it said, chuckling.

"Light, he was just working for Kira, whether you believe it as a shinigami or not, there's a god at work. And I vaguely remember the name Ryuk from my research. If I do accept the fact that shinigami do exist, I suppose it does answer some questions," Kurauri replied, standing up tall, staring down Krandon.

Krandon brought its knife-like fingers into a fist and crossed it's long arms around one of it's root-like legs, that opened up to allow a white-furred wolf paw to exit as it took a seat in Kurauri's window. Everything about the 'shinigami' was odd to him.

"You have some things to learn about the death note, kid," Krandon replied, "When Ryuk returned to the shinigami realm, he had lots of stories, so for the most part most of the shinigami know what really happened. Unlike the death note Ryuk dropped at first, mine doesn't come with rules, because I didn't expect to lose it. When a shinigami loses its death note, it loses its means of prolonging its life. A shinigami eventually dies if it doesn't kill people through the Death Note. Whenever a shinigami kills a person, the remaining life span is added to the shinigami's lifespan. The Death Notes aren't some divine tool, like you're making them out to be, they're just a tool for shinigami to make a living, quite literally."

"So you're saying...Death Notes are nothing more than notebooks of shinigami used to make them live longer?" Kurauri asked.

"That's what I just said," Krandon replied, its eyes turning orange.

"I refuse to believe that," Kurauri responded walking towards Krandon.

"Even if Ryuk was Light's shinigami-"

"Hold on there," Krandon stated quickly, causing Kurauri to stop, "Shinigami aren't possession, we only have one death note each so we have to make sure we can keep it no matter what. When you die I'm reclaiming that death note, I hope you know," Krandon responded, looking a bit insulted by the comment, and a bit angry, according to his red eyes.

"Either way, gods work in mysterious ways. Krandon, I'm telling you Kira is a real god, and you're just his messenger whether you want to believe it or not,"

Krandon tilted his head some.

"You said you were going to teach me how to use a Death Note, so what's there to teach?" Kurauri replied, not as frightened of Krandon, but not brave enough to get any closer.

"No one said anything about teaching you. I just stated you have some things to learn. The rules can get pretty complicated and I'm not a fan of humans. I sure as hell don't plan on teaching one how to use my death note," Krandon responded, its eyes turning blood red, as it stepped towards Kurauri who held his ground. "The only thing I plan on teaching you how to do is giving up a death note. Just say you give it up and drop it on the floor. You lose ownership and I'll take it back."

"You think Kira would choose someone who'd give this up so easily?" Kurauri argued, forcing a step forward.

Krandon's eyes changed white as he began his next statement. "Actually, I was hoping the fact a shinigami arrived would scare you into handing the Death Note back over. Human's are such a pain," Krandon commented.

"So is there anything about the Death Note you're willing to explain? You don't like me, but I don't plan on giving up this Death Note, is there anyway we can make some kind of agreement?" Kurauri asked, still holding the death note defensively.

"Do you have apples?" Krandon responded.

"A-…pples?" Kurauri questioned, thrown off by the random question.

"Ryuk said that human apples were delicious, but I had to chase after my death note and as a result couldn't get any before coming here," Krandon answered.

"I can get some, why?" Kurauri asked, still puzzled.

"I just explained, according to Ryuk, human apples are delicious. Compared to the apples in the shinigami realm, human apples are a divine nectar. They're a sweet and succulent treat that rarely blesses the taste buds of us shinigami. To eat one, shows what true happiness in an afterlife can be," Krandon explained, his eyes now a shade of light blue.

Kurauri grabbed his wallet from within his pocket, checking his current amount of money. He sighed, between apples and gas for his car, he'd be close to running out of money. Luckily the weekend started tomorrow. Whenever Kurauri needed cash, he would work for Nue's father who managed one of the buildings for a cell phone production company. Surprisingly enough, the building draws in a lot of people looking for a tour, and since Kurauri had been there so many times he would be the tour guide. The money wasn't phenomenal, but for a few hours of walking around and talking about cell phone production, he was paid well. Usually a weekend of playing tour guide would cover three weeks worth of gas, with a few additional expenses here and there.

"So what's the trade? I can get you some apples, but what do I get in exchange for giving them to you?" Kurauri asked, feeling as though he was gaining height against the shinigami.

If shinigami love apples so much, I can use that to my advantage. From what I've gathered about Krandon's personality so far, he seems kind of lazy, and reluctant to do anything. He's probably the type that makes a lot of careless mistakes or perhaps he only cares if he gains something worth while. He doesn't seem apathetic, but at the same time he doesn't look as if he'll take initiative. Kurauri analyzed. If he could decipher Krandon's personality and attitude, it would be easier to work with him, eventually he might even manage to make Krandon work for him. But future planning aside, the first thing that needed to be done, was decoding this shinigami's personality.

"If I have to, I'll teach you the most basic rules of the Death Note."

Krandon's eyes turned orange. Kurauri checked his watch, if he left now, he would be cutting it close, with having to drive, purchase, and return, then head to school. He could be late for school if he had to, but his grades weren't the highest, and if he decided to be late over this, then it would be left on a report against him.

"How many people have seen you so far?" Kurauri asked, checking the window.

"No one can see me unless they've touched the Death Note. But even if that wasn't the case, don't think I'm letting you out of my sight."

He doesn't seem as if he can attack me, he probably would've otherwise, he looks capable of tearing me into shreds with those fingers, but I can't seem as if I want to be superior, yet. I wonder if he's not attacking because of some shinigami rule or if I haven't angered him enough…no…he wants this Death Note, if he could, he would've killed me already. It's a bit of a gamble, but I bet he can't hurt me as long as I have his Death Note. Kurauri thought

"Does this mean you'll be following me everywhere?" Kurauri asked.

"Yeah, it means I'm following you everywhere."

Kurauri sighed, it'd be troublesome, but as long as no one could see him, it wouldn't really matter.

"Come on," Kurauri stated, grabbing his backpack.

Kurauri entered his car, dropping his backpack in the other seat. Krandon took a seat on top. Normally anything large would cause an indent on the roof of the vehicle, but it seemed to Kurauri, that Krandon might as well have been weightless. As he began to head to the nearest convenient store, he turned through the channels. His expectations of interesting news proved to be futile, as nothing of interest could be found.

"So how many do you want?" Kurauri asked quietly, as he was getting out of his car.

"How many can you afford?" Krandon answered.

Kurauri held three fingers up discreetly as he walked around his vehicle towards the door. I suppose this will be interesting. I really don't understand why a shinigami would love apples that much, but I'll use this as a platform before making my next move. Depending on how much this apple-love takes him, that's how far I can bend him. Kurauri thought as he entered and grabbed the three easiest to reach apples from their bin. I have to admit it's a little unsettling that I'll have a shinigami following me, but as Kira's proxy, I suppose interesting things are bound to happen. He placed the first apple on the counter. If anything this might be a test from Kira. Shinigami are death gods, lesser gods. It makes since that they would be related to Death Notes, but the fate of even shinigami are in the hands of the true gods such as Kira. The second apple was placed on the table. If I can control a shinigami then it would place me above a death god. Not that I'll be a god, but Kira wouldn't take just anyone as a proxy. Kurauri placed the last apple down. I'll pass this test, Kira, this shinigami you sent will fall under my control, and when it does I'll be able to take advantage of his abilities. Kurauri paid for the apples and grabbed the bag, heading out.

"Well?" Krandon asked anxiously, leaning over the edge of the roof.

Kurauri glanced around and put an apple on the roof before getting in his car. Krandon instantly began a series of moans and grunts, expressing his pleasure from the 'divine nectar'. Kurauri was relieved no one else could see or hear him, it was awkward enough driving with the almost erotic sounds coming from above his roof. Despite how awkward it felt though, he couldn't help but grin. Krandon apparently liked the apple more than Kurauri thought possible. You've already exposed your weakness Krandon. If I gradually play my cards right, you'll be doing whatever you're told to.

"Where are the others?" Krandon asked, his head against the driver window.

The surprise of it caused Kurauri to swerve slightly, before regaining control.

"Don't do that again. They're in the bag, but I can't feed any to you in front of people, and we're on the road," Kurauri commented slightly annoyed.

In response, Krandon's eyes change to an orange-red, indicating he was annoyed as well. Kurauri sighed.

The rest of the trip to school was less eventful. The second apple was given to Krandon in the parking lot. Since Kurauri usually parked where the teachers would, despite school rules, no one was around at the time. The classrooms surrounding the rooms the football players died in were reopened, but the rooms which contained the deaths remained closed longer. Yesterday's announcements only mentioned a disturbance that required the authorities help, but today the principle decided to read a lack-luster, but thoughtful speech dedicated to the seven football players' deaths. The people who would have truly appreciated the speech though, were out. The parents of course weren't in the school, but the teammates and managers had been absent since the incident. The school was kind enough to allow them time off. In the whole, the school seemed to slow down.

Kurauri however, had his thoughts elsewhere. Sooner or later people would recognize that Kira had returned. Should that happen, there was one person who worried Kurauri. He wasn't widely known to the public until Light began his work as Kira's proxy, but during that time, the detective L became as widely known as Kira. His reputation and his existence had died since that time, but there was no doubt that he was still alive…Well, not that doubt mattered. It was a chance Kurauri couldn't risk.

Despite his patience, the apples seemed to be a bit too effective, as Krandon was asking, almost forcefully, for the apple, as the school day ended. Kurauri didn't head home however, but instead in another direction towards an abandoned road that ran through woods, leading to an industrial section of town. New roads were faster and more commonly used, so this place was as good as any for him to use the Death Note without fear of being stumbled upon. He parked his vehicle on the side of the road, as much as the woods would allow. He withdrew the Death Note from his bag, grabbed the last apple, and led Krandon further into the woods. Despite how little attention writing in a notebook would attract, the privacy would be sufficient, if not excessive.

"The last apple in exchange for basic lessons, correct?" Kurauri asked, tossing the apple casually up and down, watching as Krandon followed it with his eyes.

"A deal is a deal, as troublesome as this will be. You will be getting more apples, correct?"

"Depends on if you deserve them," Kurauri stated, starting to slowly push Krandon as a test.

The results however, weren't as Kurauri had expected. With a blast of wind, four nearby trees suddenly fell, Krandon had vanished. Kurauri was left in shock. It would seem if he expected his plan to work it would have to be more gradual than he originally planned.

"As I stated before, shinigami aren't possessions. I was kind enough to make this deal with you, but don't you dare start treating me as inferior," Krandon whispered coldly behind Kurauri, whose power standing fell from its height.

Kurauri remained unresponsive, attempting to regain his composure. After a battle between wits and nerves he managed to return, albeit shaky, to his mind. I have to take it slower. Even if he can't hurt me, he just displayed unbelievable speed and power. Light lasted seven years…I'm having trouble lasting seven days… Kurauri thought to himself, beginning to sweat from nerves. It was at least two more minutes before he was able to turn around and face Krandon, who at this point was sitting on the trunk of one of the fallen tree, his eye color dulled from a blood red.

"My mistake…If you teach me the basics, the last apple is yours. With more apples to come later," Kurauri stated, refusing to completely retreat from his standing against Krandon.

Newest observation of his personality: testy. His attitude for most of the day appeared to be laid back, but this outbreak proved to be worth experiencing. If I can get control of that power, it'd be incredible…however, I'll to be discreet in it. This has probably set me back quite a bit. Kurauri thought to himself.

He recovered, for the most part, but was still a bit shaky, barely able to toss the apple to Krandon. Krandon's mood improved upon eating the apple, the lessons began shortly after he finished.

"So far what have you discovered?"

"You write the person's name on the Death Note's paper and the person will die of a heart attack, whether or not the paper is in the notebook and if a person touches the Death Note they'll be able to see you. "

Krandon chuckled before responding. "Well, in order for the Death Note to actually kill a person you need their name and you need to have their face in mind. So you can't use it on name alone. Also you can kill them in ways other than heart attacks, by writing the cause of death within 40 seconds. If you want to add details, you have 400 seconds following the written cause of death to do so."

"So, for example, I could write a persons name, then say they fell off a cliff, and they'd fall off a cliff?"

"I don't know as much as Ryuk, but if I recall, that only works if it's possible for the person. If the person can reach a cliff within the allotted time you set, then they'll fall off a cliff, but if the nearest cliff is a few hours away and you set him to die in 20 minutes, then it won't work."

"What happens if it doesn't take affect? Like if the death is impossible?"

"Not sure. You can test it yourself, that's what Ryuk's human did."

This Ryuk shinigami seems to be knowledgeable…considering he was with Light, I suppose it's not that surprising, seven years of playing with the rules. Something else I have to take into consideration, people can die from ways aside from heart attacks as long as it's possible, huh… Kurauri thought, looking at the Death Note. I need someone to test it on, this Ryuk apparently shared his knowledge with the other shinigami, so the information I get from Krandon will only be partially complete.

"So what are you gonna do now?" Krandon asked, in response to Kurauri's silence.

"The Death Note is more versatile than I thought, Yagami Light…Krandon, can you share with me, all you know about when Light was Kira's proxy?" Kurauri asked.

"I already told you, there's no such thing as Kira," Krandon responded, his eyes turning orange, aggravated.

"I'm not about to denounce Kira, but I'm not going to argue with you. Can you tell me as much as you know from when Light had a Death Note?"

"Depends on if you deserve it," Krandon replied casually.

A tense moment of silence followed the comment. Krandon's spite against Kurauri's planning. The moment of silence developed into glaring, neither of which showed signs of backing down. The dispute was soon interrupted by Kurauri's cell phone, however.

"Hello?" Kurauri asked, answering the phone.

It was Nue. She mentioned something about stopping by house to tell him the results of her project's grade that he helped with. Kurauri congratulated her, however, he was mentally occupied as usual, so only paying half attention. She attempted to start a conversation, but Kurauri had to interrupt her. He brought up the topic of being a tour guide for the weekend, since he would need the money anyways.

Ryuk always claimed how interesting the human world is, but all I've found so far is some annoying human. The apples alone are worth the trip though. I'll have to get my Death Note back, but I suppose I can wait, humans don't live very long anyways. Maybe I'm just being impatient, but after searching for a week to find this thing with my Death Note, I still haven't seen what's so great. Krandon thought to himself as Kurauri was talking to Nue.

(x.x) 11 Deaths

"It's a long shot from being a coincidence, but the Death Notes shouldn't exist anymore," stated a young man's voice.
"Do you want us to continue monitoring for any future outbreaks, such as the four from yesterday morning?" replied a larger man's voice.
"Naturally. The last thing this planet needs another Yagami Light. The belief in Kira still hasn't died down, and due to that there are constant conflicts. The crime rate is actually twice what it used to be before Kira, and most of it is because of disputes between anti-Kira's and Kira followers."

"You don't regret it, do you?" came a female's voice.

"As a person living on this planet, I do find myself wondering if it might have been best to let Kira continue to exist, but as L I'm positive it was the right thing to do."

(x.x) 11 +? Deaths

"So, I waited until it was exactly 6:00 before testing it in order to get my timing correct. I used four prisoners who were set to die anyways. The first one was in New York; He's supposed to escape and run to Florida within two hours. An impossible feat, meaning I'll see what happens should I place an impossible condition. The second prisoner is supposed to create a weapon with which he cuts his own throat. That will test the alternate death method. To see how well it works psychologically, the third one was supposed to act like a role model of a good citizen, polite, doing as told, and such, until his death. If possible I can just correct the evil people, make it so they lead productive lives as good citizens without the killing. The last one was a yet-to-be-captured criminal who claims to have killed his wife by mistake. He's supposed to turn himself into the police or he dies in a car accident," Kurauri stated as he was lying in bed.

Krandon was sitting with his back to the window, the light still shining through where he his shadow should've been. "The last one doesn't follow the normal method of killing, though. If he doesn't turn himself in dies in a car accident?"

"If they want to correct themselves of their own will, shouldn't they have that chance?"

Yagami Light was too forceful. Another reason why the power probably went to his head, and he was executed by Kira. Kira wants an ideal world, a world without people who are evil. He was a righteous god, a good god. Kira wouldn't want someone who was trying to correct himself dead. Kira would welcome that person with open arms to the good side. Kurauri thought to himself as he started to get tired.

That certainly wasn't expected. Aside from killing, the Death Notes aren't used for anything. 'If people want to correct themselves, they should have the chance.' Maybe Ryuk was right. Humans are interesting; this one wants to use the Death Note to help prior to killing. Well I suppose even shinigami don't know everything about the Death Note. It might be possible. Perhaps I'll let this kid use my Death Note longer. After all, it's not as if he'll outlive me. Krandon thought with a slight chuckle.

(x.x) 11 +? Deaths

"Two New York prisoners died. One of a heart attack, and the other in a near by cell was found with a plastic eating utensil sharpened and covered in blood. He apparently managed to slit his own throat with it," said the older voice.

"I still don't want to jump to conclusions; I want information on these two before I decide anything. Heart attacks aren't surprising for some, but prisoners should be healthy enough, too fit for a heart attack. And as for the other one…Is it really related?" the voice said, the second half addressing himself.

(x.x) 13 +? Deaths


Reviews, comments, criticism, questions, and so on is, as always, welcome and appreciated. For anyone who was expecting Ryuk, my apologies, since I have other plans for him. And with that being said, what those plans are...you'll have to wait. Also in addition to the normal conclusions, with each chapter I release I plan on having a Fanboy comment section, where I basically state my opinion on something, should people be interested in my Death Note preferences

Page 1's Fanboy Comment: looks at the 'boy' in fanboy Yeah...Death Note yaoi is horrible. I'm sure fangirls love it, but for the rest of us. It's...just...no...completely no. No yaoi here, none to come.

Fanboy Comment: I'm sure everyone will agree for the most part, Near was lame compared to L, however for the sake of making things interesting, and since this is taking place a couple years afterwards, Near will be OOC, due to y'know aging, and if anything will be a decent L replacement. Not great, not better, probably not anywhere as cool, but better than he was in the original Death Note. (P.S. I like Light better than L for the record, despite what Kurauri says, or how many times he feels the need to insult Light. Besides as Peanuckle says, it's just Kurauri's ignorance.)