Confusion
"Near, victory is mine!" Light said and grinned triumphantly. Everyone cringed in fear, waiting for their end to come…
But it didn't.
"We… we didn't die… one minute passed… we didn't die!" Matsuda couldn't really believe it.
"Wh… why?" Mikami couldn't believe it either. "Why are they not dying… God… I… I did as you ordered me…" Light groaned silently. Shut up, fool! he thought. He looked at Near's triumphant grin and clenched his fists. This may still work…
Suddenly the door to the warehouse was thrown open, making everybody jump. Everyone watched unbelievingly as Mello and Matt stormed in, guns in their hands.
"Freeze!" Mello shouted - completely unnecessarily, since nobody was moving. Light looked like somebody had jumped out and hit him with a pillow, and Near's face was for once not looking like it was made out of rock. He stared at Mello disbelievingly.
"But… but… you're dead," he stuttered. Mello grinned.
"Yeah, that was what you were supposed to think. In reality, it was all part of my plan. I mean, you didn't really think I'd sacrifice us," he made a sweeping motion to include Matt in his statement, "just to help you?"
"But how on Earth did you do it? It's impossible!"
"Not impossible. Actually, it was pretty easy. Escaping from Takada's bodyguards wasn't exactly the most difficult thing Matt's ever done, and the rest only took some brilliant thinking. Firstly, we made some copies of the Death Note. Then we substituted the Note Mikami was carrying with one of the false, so he couldn't do any more damage. But we knew that you would get suspicious if the Note you stole from Mikami wasn't real, so we broke into the Japanese HQ and substituted their Note, which we then placed in your care. But we didn't want you to have a Death Note either, so we broke in again and gave you a false one. Then it seemed like Mikami was getting suspicious, so we switched his Death Note with the one in the Japanese head quarter, but then we discovered that the one in the Japanese HQ had a tiny production mistake, so we substituted it before the task force could discover it. Then we switched the pages Takada had with some false pages, but we had to take those pages from the Death Note in your care, so we switched that with one of ours. Then it turned out that Takada hadn't gotten enough pages, so we switched the one you had with the one the Japanese task force had and took some pages from that one, and then we finally substituted Mikami's note with the one in the Japanese HQ. Quite simple, really," Mello shrugged. Everyone stared at him, looking like their eyes were about to fall out.
"Brilliant!" Light exclaimed.
"Why on Earth didn't I think of that?" Near said. Mello grinned.
"Exactly," he said. "And now," he pointed the gun at Near, "give me the Death Note." Near blinked, confused.
"What are you talking about? I don't have the Death Note, Light has!" "Don't play games with me…" Mello started, but was interrupted by Light.
"Me? Are you mad? I don't have a Death Note! Mikami has!"
"I have?" Mikami asked, confused, but he was interrupted by Near. "Mikami doesn't have a Death Note. Even suggesting that is idiocy."
"But," Matt chimed in, "I thought we had the Death Note!"
"Matt, shut up," Mello moaned exasperated. "We don't have the Death Note!"
"Yes, you do," Light said.
"No, we don't!"
"You do, because…"
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"I'm getting cramps," Matsuda complained and massaged his wrist.
"Shut up and continue to write," Light growled. He turned to Near.
"I've still won," he said. "Kira is always victorious!" And he laughed his manic laugh, just for good measure. Mello turned around from the staring competition he was having with Aizawa and gave Light an Evil GlareTM.
"YOU won?" he huffed. "Don't make me laugh. You couldn't have won even if we'd let you!"
"What?" Light snarled. "Off course I've won! I'm God! I'm…"
"Nope," Matsuda said and tossed away the notebook he'd been writing in, "not this one either." He reached for a new one.
"I don't believe this," Giovanni said and rolled his eyes. "Three of the greatest geniuses ever, and still you manage to lose the most dangerous murder weapon the world has ever seen." Three pairs of eyes glared venomously at him.
"We didn't lose it," Near exclaimed indignantly.
"This was completely calculated," Mello agreed.
"Just as I planned," Light nodded.
"Yeah, right."
"False," Matsuda said tiredly. Mikami sighed and walked up to him.
"You know, it is possible to do this much more effective. If you just…"
"Mikami, shut UP!" Light roared. He'd still not forgiven his loyal minion for screwing up. Mikami sent his fallen god a glare and walked over to sulk in a corner. A heavy silence filled the room.
"False."
