Death.

As we entered the main room, I received many looks. I couldn't understand why, after all, I had killed one Kira. My methods were not agreed upon, it seemed as though I was back home again. Where anything I did felt wrong, and was reinforced by my family.

However the fact remained that Yotsuba took too long, I stirred in anger near the couch as Ryuzaki looked over the death note. The white Shinigami in the room with me, it knew how angry I was with Ryuzaki and the others for not allowing me to make a 3 day case into a 3 hour hit. Either way, we had the problem with the note book being in the room.

"So we know that Higuchi was Kira, what now?" Light asked.

He had a good point, Kira's presence didn't add up. When I looked through the book before, the handwriting had changed.

"There's more than one." Ryuzaki and I chimed together, he knew it as well as I did.

"We know for a fact that Misa is Kira, so doesn't that warrant execution?" I sighed, leaning back into the couch.

"If you so much as touch Misa Amane I will kill you, Jason White." The White shinigami droned.

I smiled, my point was made.

"Well, if we didn't know then. We certainly do now." I chuckled.

The looks returned, it seemed as if no-one knew what I meant. I realised that I hadn't told anyone what I was doing.

"The Shinigami has an obligation to follow the owner of the note book. This Shinigami seems very protective of Misa. Meaning that Misa was the owner of a notebook long before Higuchi. Think of it, you should see it!" I spoke, annoyed as if they didn't understand what was going on, what I realised was that I hadn't explained to anyone the story of the Shinigami.

"I'm not so sure, after all, we don't know if this is the real book." Ryuzaki looked at the book.

"Higuchi killed the other guy with the book! I saw him write the name down, he was Kira it's why I killed him!" I raged, getting up from the couch.

"Calm down." Ryuzaki turned to me, trying to dissuade me with his eyes.

That wouldn't help, I was too far gone this time. Rage burned within me, I had to kill Misa.

"Fuck that! You want me to let her live after all this? There's no court that would convict her!" I growled.

I turned around, generating a blade of ice in my hand. Misa looked at me in fear, she shook at the knees.

"That's not fair! I helped you get to Kira and forgot I was Kira due to the ownership rule!" Misa yelled.

"Doesn't bring back the lives of the criminals you took." I sighed, climbing from the couch and over to the screens that Ryuzaki and Light were standing over.

"You don't understand!" She cried.

"What? That because someone killed your parents, you decided you were going to kill criminals. Let me give you some advice, it doesn't bring them back. Believe me on that Misa. Killing you isn't going to bring back the lives of all the criminals you killed... But it will satisfy the masses." I turned, an ice blade in my hand.

Then it happened.

Light.

The Mask turned, a blade in his hand. Before I could lunge on him to get him to the ground, he froze. His arm was raised, the blade still in his hand. His mouth hung about as open as his eyes did. Suddenly he dropped the blade and fell to his knees. The blade shattered in a number of pieces, as if it were made of glass.

"Mask." My voice actually warbled slightly, this wasn't an act, I was scared.

But he didn't listen, his eyes opened wide, he fell to his knees. Rem had begun killing him with the notebook, however, nothing happened to Ryuzaki... yet.

"Shinigami..." The Mask spoke one last word before something stranger happened.

Suddenly, he burst into a blue flame, his back arched. His arms splayed out, his chest must have felt as if it were bursting. This must have been what it looked like when a Tiwinoku died. His yell of pain and sorrow rang out through the large room until the fire stopped, finally he fell to the ground face down. He wasn't moving, he wasn't breathing.

Finally, J's eyes were dead, white replaced the deep blue and pupils. Nothing was left in his eyes at all. Ryuzaki on the other hand still breathed.

"J." He began.

In a frantic frenzy, he jumped down from his chair and got next to J's limp body. There was nothing he could do, however the fact still remained. The shinigami failed to kill Ryuzaki, I was angry to say the least, but the fact was that my job had been made a little easier. Now I knew what the Mask's other alias was, the thing was that I didn't care anymore, it did mess with me though. I began to think of J as more of a human now, although he was dead.

"J!" Ryuzaki began to shake J, trying to wake him up.

"It's too late Ryuzaki, he's gone." I played my part, kneeling next to Ryuzaki.

Ryuzaki was quite upset, I could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes. Ash began to fall down next to him, Rem was dead.

J's limp body lay as a reminder to everyone as to how dangerous a Shinigami was, Rem's notebook was lying in the ash. Quickly, I took it and pulled Ryuzaki off of J, stopping the un-needed emotion from flowing.

"Here." I gave him the notebook solemnly.

Quiet struck the room, gently I rolled J onto his front. Something was wrong, his eyes were still open and a tattoo on his chest was glowing slightly. Carefully, I closed his eyes with my fingers and closed his mouth. I was brought out of my act by the way that Ryuzaki threw the book away next to me.

"We have Kira like he said. Misa, I'm afraid that you..." Ryuzaki began.

However, there was no way that Ryuzaki would end that sentence, although I never expected what happened to happen. His eyes opened wide, he too fell to his knees. No flame for Ryuzaki, just death.

Silence, even quieter than it was before. No-one knew what happened, apart from me. Rem had written Ryuzaki's name first then wrote J's name. Killing them both without a second thought. It was almost too perfect. By now, Misa was no longer a problem, I didn't need to kill her anymore, yet a part of me wanted to. Her cry of despair that broke the sorrow told me everything. J had gotten to her, the youngest among us who had seen the most had finally died.

Soon I was brought to the top of the Kira investigation, convincing the rest of the Task Force to follow me in the investigation, leaving out the detail that I was going to kill them once I was done.

J

Death.

I was never scared of it before, when that Shinigami tried to kill me, it died instantly. Unfortunately for me, I found myself in what was known as a coma. I saw the afterlife, knowing that it existed. I found myself stood on a stone bridge. The gardens and forests around me told me that I was stuck in the garden of creation.

Christianity was wrong, Tiwnokain doctrine was right.

"My son." My mother's voice.

I turned around, there she was. Dressed in the dress that she became famous for wearing, red with a floral pattern down one side of it. Her short black hair, green eyes, dragon tattoos and kind smile told me that she was there, she was real.

"...We're dead aren't we?" I asked, a lump in my throat caused some vocal problems.

She took in my voice for the first time, he smiles widened as she took a few steps forward.

"Just as I thought you would sound, soft but strong... Yes, we are." She confirmed my suspicions.

I collapsed, my knees hit the stone beneath me.

"DAMN!" I choked on the simple word.

"Why would you want to go back, my son? It is peaceful here, you could have your own piece of heaven with me. No more pain, no more fear." Mom took a few steps forward.

There were things I needed to ask, pushing myself to my feet, I confronted her.

"Why, why did you never tell me about my brother!?" I asked sternly.

Mom was shocked, she should have known I would be angry.

"To protect him, you've brought him into a world of war, hunger and sorrow. Keeping him away from all that was our only intention." She was taken aback.

There was another pressing issue, why she let me stay there.

"So you learned from your past mistakes then? A shame Angel went back for him and used him for a little millitary project." I growled.

"What?" Mom looked confused.

"He used you, manipulated you. Made you believe that what he was doing was justifiable. So much so that once you'd seen everything he'd done to me, you thought he'd change. Then Luke suffered for it, I guess that he got the kind side of Angel if there ever was one." I now knew exactly what was going on with her and Angel.

"Not as if it matters now, I'm dead. Soon, Luke, Jack, K will be here. Then a whole new world war and boom! It'll be a party." Getting angry was pointless.

"I'd watch your tongue young man, that is your mother." A booming but kind voice was behind me, followed by a breeze of warm wind.

Turning around, I saw what Christians would have called the devil. A man, dressed in a red and black suit. He seemed to have no intention of hurting me or Mom, however I still found myself defensive. This however was not the devil by any means. This was god.

"What do you expect? Everyone makes mistakes, she should have learned from hers." I had every right to be angry with her.

"You do realize who I am, right? I am Dante, creator of worlds." Dante was the god, at least, just not the kind that you'd expect.

"I'd guessed as much... There's no way for me to go back is there?" I asked, if I had to plead with him I wouldn't have cared.

"Hmmm." He began to walk around me, I stood still, knowing that the wrong movement could get me in deep trouble.

"I see... You do have unfinished business, and after all, you were killed wrongfully. The lazy ones are usually unable to kill our kin, so yes, I will grant you your life back... This gift will have costs, though." He stopped finally.

He knelt down, his face close to mine. I took in the pale skin and white eyes, trying to not look intimidated.

"I'm going to erase your memory of ever coming to this realm, with that you will never know how you survived unless you read our doctrine... Anyway, I will also need to give you another 2 gifts." He spoke lowly.

"You're giving me gifts?" I was confused, the gift of life was enough, even if I'd forgotten about the past.

"I'm going to give you the knowlege of our kin's health and why you and your brother are unable to last long without medication... Then... I'm going to give you a blink power, make you able to travel a distance without much trouble. I think you'll find a use for it." Dante stood up.

He clicked his fingers and a blue demonic portal opened up like a rift. That was my ticket back into the real world, where I could stop Light, stop Angel, avenge everything.

"Jump in, unless you have something else to ask." Dante smiled kindly.

"I know that I won't remember, but I need to ask now. Would I be going to hell? I've killed so many people." I looked up.

Dante took a second to look at me again before he answered.

"There is no hell. Only your own personal heaven, the world for you to create. This one just happened to be your mother's." Dante explained.

I nodded my head, killing Angel and Light wouldn't give them the hell that they deserved. It would stop them from killing anyone else though, which was what mattered to me. Even if I would never know where they would be going. However there was one thing that I needed to ask mom, just so I had some idea even if I'd forgotten.

"The crash and what happened after that. Was it planned?" I asked, my throat gave out.

"Yes... You were supposed to die with me, but if you lived you were supposed to be killed. We wanted to release you from your pain." She explained.

There was no point getting angry, I was about to forget this experience. I hated it, began to hate her.

As I was just about to walk through the portal, Mom called.

"Do you forgive me?" She began.

I shook my head.

"Not in a million years."

I could never forgive her for what happened in the past, whether or not she decided to admit that she wrong didn't matter. All that mattered was that I brought the one person who needed it the most to justice.

Falling through the portal...

...

I woke up in a morgue, being right never felt so good. Light would have no idea what hit him, although it was strange, I almost felt for certain that I was dead. It didn't matter, Ryuzaki was also killed in the attack. If my protection had worked, he would still be alive.

Kicking against the wall, my sliding unit flew out of the fridge into the white around me. It seemed as though everyone thought I was dead for a while, either that or I was out of it for longer than I thought I was.

"J, what happened?" Ryuzaki wasn't far from me.

He had woken up much earlier than me, in fact, it seemed as if Ryuzaki had planned for this eventuality. Watari was here, waiting to provide assistance.

"Always a plan B eh?" I stretched, getting circulation back into my system.

I had plans for Light, very strong plans. He wasn't going to be Kira for much longer.

Light - 1 week later

After the burial of J and Ryuzaki in the graveyard. I felt safe, surprisingly though there was something lingering over me. Ryuk was still with me the whole way, and now the entire task force could see him as they'd found the other notebook, following my plan. However, Misa's notebook was hidden, Rem on the other hand was told to give her notebook to a friend of mine. Mikami, someone who I could rely on to keep it safe and to continue killing for me whilst I played my role as the Task force leader.

We relocated to an apartment complex, not all that far away from Ryuzaki's original building.

"Light, take a look at this!" Matsuda exclaimed from the T.V.

Quickly I took a look, if Mikami had done as he was told, there would have been an announcement of 30 new killings. Instead, there was something much more disturbing.

"Earlier this week 2 new graves were dug in this quiet cemetary. One belonging to the great detective L and the other belonging to an un named freind. The freind's headstone was destroyed along with the identety behind the man lying on the ground. Everyone who had anything to do with the burial of both was killed and their information banks destroyed, paperwork up in flames and pieces of hard drive pave the path to the grave of the friend.
Kira, we know the great detective L was hunting you, but that doesn't excuse these crimes, bring these people to justice!"

Sakura T.V. was never a good source of information, however I didn't want to believe that J had risen from the dead, it was too supernatural. That was until a new live broadcast came on to the T.V.

A masked figure stood still in the frame, it was an image, not a video.

"Kira...

Did you honestly think that you would never see my face people of the world? I have not been trying to rid the world of evil, at least to what society thinks is evil.
Evil...
I am the one you call Kira. The one you worship. You should not worship me. You should fear me.
Criminals have been killed by me, yes. Why? Let me tell you why.
My power is fierce, I have a lot of power. I've killed criminals in many ways to make you fear me, yet you follow me.

What if I were to tell you I was not trying to rid the world of evil?
What if I told you that I will begin killing randomly?
What if I told you that no-one was safe?

I will start with all of the Kira supporters in the media.

I will kill.

I will maim.

I will destroy this society.

I will build this new world,

I will create a world where everything is balanced, where everyone is equal.

Anyone who tries to stop me will end up like this."

The image changed, the funeral parlor, everyone who had anything to do with the funeral was killed apart from those around me. They were ripped to shreds, not the heart attack that I used. Rage burned inside me, this Kira was different, I knew it was J, he was trying to scare me and he was succeeding.

"I will end you, none of you will be safe. So for your own safety, do not support me. Or I will be coming for you. Food for thought."

I froze, not knowing what to do.