Matsuda bolted down the street. Light Yagami had managed to keep Kira going for eight years, but he (Matsuda) had screwed up on the third day. It didn't matter where he went. Near would find him eventually. He would be arrested and executed and his cause would be lost. He heard the sound of flapping wings next to him.

"What happened buddy?" asked Sidoh. "You mess up or something?"

"You bet," said Matsuda. "And now I'm going to die. All because I tried to change the world for the better. Am I really as bad as Light?"

"Oh yeah, Light! Ryuk's always goin' on about him." Sidoh produced a bar of chocolate. "Well, I best be off," he said. "I got what I wanted. A fairly entertaining show and some of your delicious human world chocolate. This was fun, but not nearly as interesting as Ryuk made it sound. Maybe you're just boring. Anyway, have fun in jail!" Sidoh started to angle himself upwards to return to the Shinigami Realm. Matsuda had an idea. Then he did the most crazy thing anyone has ever tried.

Aizawa, Ide, Mogi, Yamamoto, Rester, Lidner and Jevanni followed Matsuda down the street. Rester had his gun out and was trying to line it up to shoot Matsuda.

"I can't believe Matsuda would do something like this!" Ide said in disbelief. "He's become a monster, just like Light! I guess the Death Note corrupts anyone who uses them! But he used to be so great!"

"It doesn't matter what he was," barked Aizawa. "He's evil now!" But inside, Aizawa felt as distraught as the others. Light had always seemed suspicious when he was working with the NPA, but no-one had considered Matsuda capable of something like this. He was young, naive and friendly. Why would he do this?

"Oh my god!" cried Lidner. Everyone else looked up and stopped dead in their tracks.

"Holy shit..." said Mogi. There in front of them was a Shinigami, in fact the same one they had seen before when Deputy Director Soichiro Yagami had been killed by Mello, one of L's successors. But this wasn't the surprising thing. It was what was hanging onto his back as he flew up into the sky.

"What the hell are you doing?" yelled Sidoh. "Get off me you bastard!"

"Sorry about this!" cried Matsuda, the wind whipping into his face as he clung tight onto the Shinigami's back. "I didn't have a choice! The only place where they can't get me is the Shinigami Realm!"

"And you expect me to just take you there? No human has ever set foot inside our world!"

"I'll make it worth your while! I've got an apple in my pocket! When we get there, I'll take the seeds out and show you how to grow your own apple trees! You Shinigami still like apples, right?"

"Yeah, we do," grumbled Sidoh. "Alright, I'll take you. But the environment is not fit for a human. You will wither and die in about three years."

"By that point, my work with the Death Note will be done and the world will worship me as their god and leader. It'll be okay for me to return to the Earth!" Sidoh had to admit that this was an impressive plan. Maybe he was too quick to have called Matsuda boring...