Alethia Note

Chapter 7: The Knife

Wolflink93: Let's answer some reviews! Though after this, since I figured out a new tool, I'm going to be using review reply. Princess of Oblivion wrote.

Princess of Oblivion: Oh, they're in Light's homeworld? Is it current time (as in after Light dies and Near takes over L's spot)? And i've gotta ask--why isn't Light all sinsiter and such? His personality is kinda different...is it because he is in like a...what was it...13(?)year old body? That stranger at the end scares me. Just a little. See ya next chappie

Wolflink93: Boy that's a lot of questions. The first question is answered in this chapter. The second question is he isn't sinister because of the fact that he has had time to change his ways in Mu for… you'll see how long in this chapter. And no it's not because of his teenage hormones. You should be scared! And I don't mean the "omg it's a snake" kinda way, I mean the "holy crap it's a ravenous walrus!" kinda way. And now you have seen me or at least you've seen the text… Oh, yeah sorry Oblivion (Do you mind if I call you that?) I forgot to answer your last review. Lemaster didn't really see his ferociousness, because his vision was blurry from the blood loss. Now this is what Earthpaw typed.

Earthpaw: No! I wanna know who it is! And Light took L's name how cute:3

Wolflink93: Don't fear! Chapter 7 is here! And Light took L's name because it's an England kinda name (At least to me) so of course he would use it. And a :3 to you to.

Here you go everyone I hope you people like this chapter, like the other ones. I have decided that from now on this story's universal name will be Alethia Note, because it sounds so cool. (You have to agree with me on that.) Try to say Alethia Note, in a Japanese kinda way, it sounds freakin' cool.


Last time on Alethia Note…

The Alethia Note did say to take the strangers hand when he offers it. But that last part I'm not really sure what it means. You will have to give up something to gain something? Does that mean he will take something from me? I better be careful. If this man tries something at all, I have to do is find out his name and kill him with my piece of the Death Note. Light thought.

"Very well I do need some help." Light said following the man who was leading him to a black limousine. Once they both got into the back Light turned to the man and asked.

"My name is Lawliet; by any chance could you give me your name?" Light lied.

"How very polite for such a young man. Well my name is..." The man was about to say until he was interrupted by the author.


"My name is Sir Charles." Sir Charles said, putting his hand out for Light to shake it. Light shook his hand, smiled, and said.

"May I ask that you show me around since I have never been here before? You see I just came here to visit my sick cousin who lives here and I would like to be able to know the area better, just in case."

"I see, then I will show you around." Sir Charles said. Sir Charles then commanded the driver to just drive them around so he could give Light a tour. After about a few minutes of Sir Charles talking, Light looked out the window hoping to spot a newspaper so he could see what year it was. While looking Light saw a building which read Wammy house. Light's mood suddenly changed to a sad one remembering that this was the orphanage L stayed at. Light only found out about it after he killed him, and the man named Watari was actually the owner, Wammy.

Light committed the place to memory since he wanted to come back later to visit there graves since L, and Wammy's graves were there. What some people on the task force didn't know was that there graves were actually in England and not Japan. Light only found this out when he saw the records and saw there was a body transfer that was under false names. Only L would think to do something like that.

Light looked over toward Sir Charles and saw that he was pointing to a French restraunt that apparently was a good place to eat at, according to Sir Charles. Light decided to ignore him since he could find out all this stuff later. Light then turned his head back over toward the window.

After several minutes Light saw a newspaper stand. Light looked closer so that he could read the top of the newspaper where it would read the date. The newspaper read: January 28, 2013.

So it's been three years. Today's the same day that Ryuk wrote my name in the Death Note too. How… coincidental. Light thought, remembering the day he died.

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Flashback… Light's POV

I was lying in a puddle of my own blood. I had been shot by Matsuda of all people.

"Misa… Takada… Mikami!" I said, struggling through spasms of pain, I then turned on my stomach so I could face Mikami. Mikami's face had a look of total utter confusion. Then I saw something that surprised me and everyone else in the room. Blood started squirting out from Mikami's finger, apparently he had been holding his thumb too tight. I knew I had to take this chance to escape. Though I knew that even if I tried, I would be caught, but at least I would try.

I got to my feet as fast as I could, with the injuries I had, and ran out of the warehouse.

"Light, wait!" I heard one of the task force members scream. I wasn't sure who it was, at the time I didn't really care since I wanted to get out of there. I started running down the streets, the sun was setting down behind me leaving a faint hue of light still touching the ground. I kept running with a limp in my pace. I don't know why I kept running, probably just human instincts kicking in telling me to get the heck away from danger.

I was starting to get tired, all the blood loss was starting to drain my energy. I knew I would survive these injuries and that it might not matter even if I survived them. I started to remember the first day I picked up the Death Note. And to think I came this far only to realize my dream was well… just a dream. I was more than likely going to get executed just like L always said, except it was going to be Near that was going to do it. I saw a staircase ahead and I decided to rest. I laid down on the cold stone surface.

I could hear a voice speak above me, and recognized it as Ryuk "You have lost, Light," Ryuk said. I already knew that so there was no reason for him to say that, but he kept on talking.

"Didn't I say in the beginning… When you die, the one who will write your name in a notebook will be me," I remembered that from the first time we met that he would do that. So, was he really going to do it?

"That is… the deal between the shinigami and the first human to get their hands on the note in the human world. Once you enter the prison, I don't know when you'll die. It's annoying to wait," Ryuk said. That's when I knew that Ryuk would write my name down. He was going to do it, right there and then.

"Your life is already over. You'll die here." Ryuk said. I could just picture in my mind, Ryuk lifting up his pen, prepared to write my name down.

"Well, it was good while it lasted. We killed some boredom didn't we?" I could hear the scribbling of a pen on paper.

"We did some various and interesting things…" I could feel a pain in my chest and wondered. Was this what every single criminal, whose name I wrote in the Death Note, felt? The time has come. I started to remember when I first picked up the Death Note all the way to when I killed L and then too this very day. This is how a god goes…no… I was not god… never was… never will be. As the last light of that day shown on me, another light was just about to go out. I then closed my eyes, never to awaken them again. Or at least… so I thought.


Flashback end… Noramal POV

"Hey, Lawliet, you okay?" Sir Charles said, looking Light in the eyes to see if he was sick.

"Uhm, yeah, I'm okay I just kind of spaced out."

"Okay then." After he said that Light could see the driver was pulling into a drive way. Light could see a big house that seemed to look like a mansion.

"It is pretty late, Lawliet. You should probably spend the night here since there are a lot of thieves out at night." Sir Charles said.

"No, I'll just get a hotel." Light said. Though he knew he couldn't get a hotel because of the lack of money.

"No, I insist." Light didn't know what to say about that, so he resigned to defeat. Light then sighed and got out of the car. Along with Sir Charles and the driver, they then walked up to the door, with the driver unlocking it and showing them inside. On his way in Light could see that Sir Charles had whispered something in the servant's ear. When Sir Charles was done whispering, the servant immediately went to go and get whatever his master requested. Sir Charles then looked over toward Light, and told him to wait a minute while he went to go check on something. Light nodded, with Sir Charles then walking out of the room.

Light was alone in the room. For some odd reason, he couldn't help but feel as if there was something in this house he should know about. It felt somewhat familiar but he didn't know what it was.

What's wrong Light? Hakumei thought to Light.

It feels as though there's an object near by that I should know about. But I can't quite put my finger on it… After Light thought that, Sir Charles walked into the room, gesturing for Light to follow him. Sir Charles led them to a door that seemed to be to a study of some sort. Sir Charles then told Light to go sit in the empty seat in the room. He then opened the door for Light, gesturing him in.

What's he planning? Light thought, walking into the room with two kids who were sitting down. Light looked over to the empty seat on the sofa and decided to sit down. Light looked over to see a girl with auburn hair and a boy with raven black hair. Light activated his angel eyes sensing something different about the girl. Light was right, there was a source of Dust being sent to her from her coat pocket, though it was a small amount.

This girl must have a daemon, interesting. Light thought. Sir Charles then walked in the door. Light could see Dust trail behind him as if it was following him.

What could that be? Light thought. Before he could dwell on that, Sir Charles went over to the chair behind the desk and sat down pulling out a notebook he was keeping in his coat. He slammed it down with a chain rattling noise echoing off the walls. Light's eyes widened in horror.

It's the Alethia Note! Light thought. Light then rummaged through his bag to find that it was gone, though the daemon orb was left untouched. Sir Charles had taken the Alethia Note. Sir Charles then smirked.

"Missing something?" Sir Charles said, with fake concern.

"Give me back my notebook." Light said, calmly.

"What notebook?" Sir Charles asked, feigning surprise.

"The one on your desk! Don't play stupid!" Light said rage evident in his voice. The girl looked at me with surprise while the boy next to her remained confused.

"This notebook is mine young sir." Sir Charles said. Light growled at him, surprising all the occupants in the room, including Light himself.

It must be from merging with Hakumei. But, Sir Charles must have taken the notebook while I was spaced out in the car. Light thought.

"Uhm, excuse me but there's something we need to talk to you about." The boy said. Charles looked over toward the boy.

"Oh, yes, I see, what is it?"

"Lyra thinks that when she had a lift in your car earlier on, she left something behind by mistake?"

"Lyra? I don't know a Lyra. What an unusual name. I know a child called Lizzie, who are you?"

"I'm her brother, Mark." Mark said. Light could tell he was lying, but decided not to expose him to the cretin in front of him.

"I see, greetings, Lizzie, or Lyra. So what brings you here?" Sir Charles said. Light was surprised, though you couldn't see it on his face, he was surprised.

"You stole…" Lyra began to say before she was interrupted by Mark.

"Lyra thinks she left something in your car," He said. "We've come to get it back."

"Is this the object you mean?" Light saw Charles take something from his desk. Light could see it was wrapped in velvet as if to protect the object in it. Light saw Lyra stand up in the corner of his eye.

Apparently that's the alethiometer because of the way she acted. She must have gotten it stolen to. Light thought. Light's suspensions were confirmed, when Charles unwrapped the velvet, to reveal what looked like a golden compass, but was actually an alethiometer.

"Yes!" Lyra exclaimed, going to grab the alethiometer. Charles swiftly closed his hands, turned around, put it in a glass cabinet, locked it, and put the key in his waist pocket.

"But it isn't yours Lizzie or Lyra if that's your real name."

"It is mine, it's my alethiometer!" Light knew that to be true, because of the Alethia Note that was on Charles' desk. If only he was much taller, he could grab it, and try to get out of the mansion. But that would be stupid; the man could clearly out run him and over power him. Plus he had a servant that was probably waiting by the door.

I could try to write his name down though it probably wouldn't work. Everybody in this room doesn't want to use there real name, so why bother. This was confirmed when the boy apparently named Mark made a slip of the tongue. And plus I would need a full name not a title and a name.Light thought, thinking of some scenarios that could get him out of this.

"I think at the very least there's a considerable doubt about the matter." Charles said, feigning sorrow.

"But it is hers! Honestly, She's shown it to me! It's hers!" Mark exclaimed.

"You see, I think you'd have to prove that," he said. "I don't have to prove anything, because it's in my possession. It's assumed to be mine. Like all the other items in my collection. I must say, Lyra, I'm surprised to find you so dishonest."

"I en't dishonest." Lyra cried. Light's eyes twitched, when he heard the grammatical error that she made. Though Light had to admit, it was pretty cute.

"Oh, but you are. You told me your name was Lizzie. Now I learn it's something else. Frankly, you haven't got a hope of convincing anyone that a precious piece like this belongs to you. I tell you what. Let's call the police."

No! Not when I've gotten this far! Light thought, desperately trying to come up with a plan.

"No wait!" Light heard Mark scream. Light then watched as Lyra ran around the desk to face Charles. But then as if from nowhere, her daemon appeared as a wild cat, hissing.

"You don't even know what it is you stole," Lyra stormed. "You seen me using it and you thought you'd steal it, and you did. But you…you…you're worse than my mother. At least she knows it's important! You're just going to put it in a case and do nothing with it! You ought to die. If I can, I'll make someone kill you. You're not worth leaving alive. Light knew this behavior wouldn't help, so he decided to intervene.

Hakumei!Light thought to Hakumei.

Got it, Light! Hakumei thought back, shifting to a panther and jumping on Pan, pinning him by the neck to the floor. Everyone in the room seemed to look at Light, at the same time.

"If I let you go will you sit back down?" Light asked, looking at Lyra in the eyes. She looked back, and after a few seconds of a stare contest, she gave up, and nodded her head. Light gave the command for Hakumei to release Pan. Hakumei, after releasing Pan, immediately shifted to her ferret form, and jumped to Light's lap to rest. Lyra and Pan both walked over to sit down. Lyra then plopped down onto the sofa, with tears in her eyes. When she did, Light looked over toward Mark to see a puzzled expression on his face. Light looked over in the direction Mark was looking, only to see nothing of interest.

"Charles? What is it that you want exactly," Light said, wanting to cut to the chase. "You clearly have stolen my Alethia Note and her alethiometer," Light stated, pointing to Lyra. "And by your tone I can guess you want us to do something for you in order to get our possessions back. Am I correct?" Light asked looking toward Charles.

"You're a very smart young man. That is correct," He said. "I don't want either of your objects. However there is something that I do want, but can't obtain myself. So I'm prepared to make a deal with you. You fetch the object I want and you can have your… what was it called again?"

"Alethiometer," Lyra said, hoarsely.

"And…" Charles said, indicating Light to say something.

"The Alethia Note," Light said solemnly.

"Interesting both objects has something to do with the truth." Charles said, walking over toward the Alethia Note, to open it. He saw the rules and began reading them.

Doesn't really matter since only the owner can ask it questions. Light thought.

"Hm, so this Alethia Note can be passed on to somebody else if they have it within there possession within 24 hours?" Charles asked, looking over toward Light. Light remembered the last rule which stated that the rest of the rules and powers of the Alethia Note would be shown to the user over time.

Damn it! Whatever he needs us to do I need to do it quick. If he's able to use it, he could get one step ahead of us. Light thought.

"What's this thing you want?" interrupted Mark. "And where is it?"

"It's somewhere I can't go, but you can. I'm perfectly well aware that you've found a doorway somewhere. I guess it's not too far from Summertown, where I dropped Lizzie, or Lyra, this morning. And that through the doorway is another world, one with no grownups in it. Right so far? Well, you see, the man who made that doorway has got a knife. He's hiding in that other world right now, and he's extremely afraid. He has reason to be. If he's where I think he is, he's in an old stone tower with angels carved around the doorway. The Torre degli Angeli.

So that's where you have to go, and I don't care how you do it, but I want that knife. Bring it to me, and you can have the alethiometer and the Alethia Note. I shall be sorry to lose it, but I'm a man of my word. That's what you have to do: bring me the knife!"

A knife? What would he do with that? Light thought, confused.


"Who is this man who has the knife?" Mark asked.

They were in a place called Rolls-Royce driving in Charles car. Charles was in the front, half-turned facing them. Mark, Light, and Lyra were sitting in the back, with Pan, mouse form, looking at Hakumei with a hard glare, sitting in Lyra's hands. Light was looking out the window, with Hakumei in his lap, also mouse formed, ignoring the looks she was getting from Pan.

"Someone who has no more right to the knife than I have to the alethiometer," said Sir Charles. "Unfortunately for all of us, the alethiometer is in my possession, and the knife is in his."

"How do you know about that other world anyway?"

"I know many things that you don't. What else would you expect? I am a good deal older and considerably better informed. There are a number of doorways between this world and that; those who know where they are can easily pass back and forth. In Cittagazze there's a Guild of learned men, so called, who used to do so all the time."

"You en't from this world at all!" said Lyra suddenly. "You're from there, en't you?" Again Light's eyes twitched two times, because of the grammatical errors. Though Light was about to ask the same question, just not in a childish way.

How could a person like Charles know about the other world's when I just found out about them 3 weeks ago. Light thought. You think when I was using the Death Note, Ryuk might of said something about it. But then again why would Ryuk do that, except without getting some apples out of it first. Light thought to himself.

"No, I'm not," Charles said. Light could tell again that he was lying. People were so readable, with the exception of L, of course.

"Were going to need more information about this man if were going to be looking for him. The way you're explaining it he won't give it up without a fight." Light said, still looking out the window.

"Certainly not. It's the one thing keeping the Specters away. It's not going to be easy by any means." Charles said. Though at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder, if this kid was a genius.

"Specters?" Light asked, confused.

"Specters are ghost like beings that can only be seen by adults. They eat a person's soul straight out of there body. Though, they don't go after children. And since they only go after adults I can't go through." Charles explained.

"I see, so, these Specters are afraid of the knife." Light stated.

"Correct."

"Why do they only attack grownups?" Lyra asked.

"You don't need to know that now. It doesn't matter. Lyra," Sir Charles said, turning to her, "tell me about your remarkable friend." He was of course talking about Pan. Light looked over to see Lyra put Pan up against her chest, with him shifting into a black rat with red eyes. Light knew it was going to get childish, so he turned his back out toward the window, only listening to parts that were important.

After a while they were finally there. Light now found out that Mark's real name was William Parry. And that also we had to call his servant Allen, so he can come pick us up. We also evaded some police cars, to Light's relieve. They were then let out to go through the window to find the knife.

To be continued…


Wolflink93: Give me back my Alethia Note!

Sir Charles: First go get me the knife!

Wolflink93: (Runs off screen then comes back holding a regular kitchen knife) Here! (Throws knife near his head stabbing it into the wall) Now gimme gimme gimme.

Sir Charles: No I mean the Subtle Knife!

Wolflink93: You could have been more specific. Where am I suppose to get that?

Sir Charles: The Torre degli Angeli.

Wolflink93: What?

Sir Charles: The Torre degli Angeli!

Wolflink93: The Tortilla deli jelly?

Sir Charles: The Tor-re de-g-li Ange-li.

Wolflink93: Screw this! (Pushes Charles off of cliff, only to save him self by latching onto Lyra's foot.)

Lyra: Get off of me! (She started to kick his face in)

Sir Charles: (Looks at the Klondike Bar) Only for a Klondike Bar.

Lemaster: Heh, what would you do for a…

Light: I'm serious, if you finish that sentence I will fucking kill you!

Lemaster: Okay (Looks down dejectedly)

Wolflink93: Now how am I going to get my Alethia Note? I'll have to make a plan. (Walks off screen in a thinkin' pose)

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