Disclaimer: I do not own the amazing story of the Death Note but I do have a very active imagination.
AN: Well that was a shorter break between chapters then I expected but that's a good thing right? I know this chapter's kinda short but I'm really pleased with the way it turned out. I think it's easier for me to write when I can put my own ideas in and not just stick to the original script.
One last thing before we start, I'd like to thank dancers of the night and SkywardShadow for reviewing. Also, the same goes for all of you who added me to your alerts/favorites. If you guys have any ideas, questions, comments, or concrit I'd love to hear it.
Chapter II
Venom
L's phone, the only one that was never silenced, rang, shattering this baffling moment much as a bullet does to a mirror; leaving the image that was displayed seconds ago on it's smooth surface irrevocably destroyed, its jagged pieces nigh impossible to reassemble, and thus forever losing the masterpiece that had once adorned them.
"Yes...I understand, I'm on my way," answered L, his voice as monotone as ever. There was a small "snap" as the phone was closed. "Come on, let's go Light-kun."
Light couldn't be sure, but it seemed that the fact that L had pointedly not looked back at him while he spoke was intentional.
L began to walk away. "It seems it's all worked out."
Light stood and followed young sleuth out, a look of perplexity still prevalent on his features as he tried in vain to decrypt the feelings that seemed content to flutter about his befuddled mind. A feeling of relief accompanied by a painful knot in his abdomen joined the chaotic whir as a strong gut feeling told him that he would never again be in the position to figure out this mystery. "You and I will be parting ways soon..." The detective's words echoed through his already crowded mind. Yes...and I'm pleased about that... Aren't I?
The self proclaimed, future god's thoughts were forcibly put on hold as the pair entered the surveillance room and Matsuda's high worried tenor voice harshly brought him back to reality. "Ryuzaki! What is the meaning of all this? You've somehow gotten approval from another country to use the Note Book for an execution?"
Light's eyes widened. Now?
L, who was obviously unperturbed by Matsuda's accusing words or by the other's unhappy glares, chose to ignore all of them, sitting down in his usual strange, hunched over way in front of his computer, which was currently displaying an ornate W. "Watari, excellent work, thank you."
"Not at all," responded the kind voice on the other end.
Light shivered inwardly. Ever since L's phone had first rang, a growing feeling of... He shook his head. Excitement. Excitement is all it is. And why shouldn't I be? Ryuzaki's finally gone too far, he's going to try and test the Note Book... An unsteady but horrible grin began to twitch at the corner of his lips.
"First things first, please make arrangements to transfer the Note Book immediately," continued L, seemingly confident in his last stand. This will either end my life or expose you Light. It's time to see who is really going to win.
"Right," answered Watari, sealing the deal.
"Ryuzaki, what are you trying to do?" questioned the inwardly smirking youth behind him, still perfectly playing the part of concerned friend. He wasn't planing on letting L know he had been right all along until the very last second...
L didn't look up, tapping a small silver spoon lightly on the page of the Note Book with a missing corner. "I'm going to try out the note book out for you." The gasps in the room were audible.
Checkmate!
...DEatHNOtE...
A dark cloak whooshed by, the momentum of the runner causing it to fly out behind her as she ran full speed down a deserted hallway, high heels clacking loudly against the marble floor. She glanced up momentarily at a tapped camera, which would only show an empty shadowy tunnel for the next five minutes, then down at her watch. Just under forty five seconds left. She picked up the pace.
...DEatHNOtE...
"We are very close!" L's harsh voice broke through the argument against him. "If we work this out, the entire case will be solved!"
Thunder and lightning crashed, the room went dark, and the monitors turned red, bathing the room in horrific blood like color. Light looked to his right. Rem was gone. His breathing became faster, This is it.
...DEatHNOtE...
The tall hunched white creature known as Rem had just finished writing the name Quillsh Wammy and even as she felt her strength start to leave her she began to write the now shaky back of the first L, one thought pounding through her mind like a heart beat. Misa...
But even as the alien ink began to form the second L, a high heeled boot came flying up at lightning speed and with a loud crack, knocked the black book out of the Shinigami's hand. Equally as fast, a gloved hand shot out and grabbed the fluttering book from the air. 25 seconds.
Rem looked up in disbelief at this human who had and was managing to touch and hold her Death Note. It didn't make any sense but it did not matter, all that mattered now was Misa. If she was unable to complete her sacrifice and kill the detective that had been the cause of all these problems, Misa would be convicted as the second Kira and her life would end.
"What are you doing human?!" she yelled almost frantically at the hooded figure. "Give that back, this has nothing to do with you!"
"I'm afraid it does," spoke a smooth flowing voice from the darkness provided by the thick hood. 18 seconds. "If I was to let things continue on there current course, Misa would not be truly happy."
Rem gasped, How does she know? But the Shinigami quickly pushed those thoughts aside. She didn't have time! Rem charged the mysterious human but underestimated her speed. The human ducked and slid left, allowing Rem's momentum and anger to carry her past. Then she took several hurried steps backwards taking her out of Rem's reach. 11 seconds. "Misa is blind to the truth, Light Yagami has become a monster and if she continues to follow him so blindly she will be driven to take her own life. As it is, she may still have hope."
Again Rem charged, and again the strange woman's agility took her and the note book out of Rem's grasp. 3 seconds. "I know you loved her, you're trying to sacrifice yourself for her." She smiled behind her hood. "You passed the test."
Even as she spoke, Rem's body began to disintegrate, and with one last agonized yell of frustration, the Shinigami died, leaving behind a shimmering pile of sand that looked like powdered diamonds.
The woman did not stare for long, having under 40 seconds to complete her mission. "May this life be better then your last," she whispered softly as she held a lighter under the page with the double Ls on it's surface, letting the flames burn away the evidence that Rem's final act had been incomplete. Hopefully, the current Kira would take this to be a final defiant act by Rem to keep him from getting his hands on another Death Note. Being as egocentric as he was, he probably would. She released the partially scorched note book and it fell face down still slightly smoking into the shimmering pile of Rem's remains, its ashes mixing with hers.
Then in a flash, the woman was gone again, this time disappearing into one of the ventilation shafts, praying she'd reach L in time.
...DEatHNOtE...
Five pairs of eyes looked frantically around the room, darting from screen to screen, all of which displayed the same massage: All data deletion. One of the frantic stares was faked. The final pair, L's charcoal one's, gazed steadily in front of him, a mask of calm hiding panic, grief, and sorrow. "I told Watari," he said slowly, "to make sure that he should erase all information...in the event that something were to happen to him." What the other's said in return was lost on L's mind. Watari is dead, and I have no doubt...I'm next... Still, I have to play this out until the end. There is no point in surrendering now. "Where is the Shinigami?!"
The sound of the quiet clang, caused by the metal grating hitting the floor that sealed off one of the ventilation shafts, built under the long desk to cool the many computers, was lost in the cacophony of panicked voices and the blaring of the now blank computers. 5 seconds. She located her target almost immediately: the pale skin of L's bare foot. Hurriedly and silently she moved forwards under the concealing shadow of the long work desk that extended for the length of the computer bank. Once in place, her hand firmly gripped the syringe and she removed the cap with her teeth. This is it, if I miss here... But she wouldn't miss.
"Everyone! The Shinigami—" L felt a slight sting on the inside of his ankle as the needle went home, the poison was released into his Long Saphenous vain and rocketed through his blood towards his heart.
The effect was almost immediate. The detective faltered in his words, his body stiffened, each heart beat echoing deafeningly in his ears. He couldn't breath, couldn't move. The small sugar spoon dropped from his shaking grip. His unresponsive body leaned left, and he fell.
The scene before Light seemed to play out in slow motion but instead of feeling nothing but the joys of sweet victory, it was tainted by another emotion that was surging up the surface, enveloping his now frozen limbs: Guilt. For an instant the part of him, the real him, broke through the bonds the Death Note had warped his mind to put in place and a single, awful, electrifying thought consumed him entirely: What Have I Done?!
These emotions caused him to leap forwards, grabbing the limp detective as he fell towards the floor and pull him close. But the hold of the Death Note was strong and slowly the look of shock and horror was replaced by nearly red eyes and a sadistic grin.
The day that monstrous grin would be warn openly for L to see, the day that the probability of Light being Kira was exactly at one hundred percent, was today. God no... He couldn't breath, each fast beat of his heart resonating painfully in his ears but worse he couldn't even close his eyes, couldn't lock out the most terrifying image he'd ever seen. I can't breath!
...DEatHNOtE...
AN: Yep, that's a cliffy. What did you think? Really, I want to know if this is any good or not. Also (for those of you who liked it) I've got the whole next chapter planned out and it might be posted sooner if I am inspired by amazing reviews.
-Asiera