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30th September

"So, this is totally boring. Can't we do something else for a while?" Light was bored and tired. He didn't like being trapped in this room full of hero's and he especially didn't like giving up his time to reading through files. 'I could be doing far more interesting things right now.' He didn't know what the issue was, why he was constantly getting glared at, didn't they know how lucky they were that he hadn't killed them all? He could do it without blinking. Wipe out the entire hero team, and the precious Norm workers, at once. He wondered if they would scream when he did.

"You were the one who brought the case to our attention in the first place, you came to us for help." Aizawa snapped, hair moving threateningly.

'I bet I can make that hair of his smother him.' He grinned back at the man without a word. 'Watch as he fights for his next breath as it leaves him.' That sounded delicious, watching a man in his death throws, especially one so disrespectful. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of porcelain shattering and liquid hitting the floor, amber eyes snapping up to watch disinterestedly as the hero rookie bent to clean the mess whilst apologizing.

Light leaned back in his chair to watch the lesser Power scrap on his hands and knees with a cloth he'd picked up from somewhere, smile firmly in place even as he ran his tongue over his teeth. 'I bet I could make that one squeal like a pig before I slaughtered him.' The man under his scrutiny flinched violently and Light narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He was already weary about the chief, his father, the truth-seeker, he wasn't sure if he needed someone else to keep an eye on.

"I'm so sorry chief." The runt of the group stuttered, getting to his feet with the soaked cloth in hand. "I'll get a dustpan and brush and some more cloths."

"Be more careful next time Matsuda." The chief sighed and the rookie fled the room.

'Hmm, no better time than the present.' He let the chair hit the ground with a loud bang, getting to his feet and reaching the door before he was stopped.

"Where are you going Light?" The chief asked, bespectacled gaze upon him, unaware that at that moment Light was fighting the urge to watch his eyes bleed out of his skull.

"To check up on Matsuda." He said with a winning smile, he didn't stick around for a conversation, leaving the room quickly and following the trail of coffee droplets from the room to what appeared to be a kitchen. The runt was just picking up a dustpan and brush when he stiffened and turned to face Light, hand subtly resting upon his holstered gun. "What an unfriendly greeting, I came to see you and this is how you respond?" He grinned cruelly at the man, eyes bleeding into red as he took a step forward.

"You're not Light. Who are you?"

Light had to give it to him, he didn't stutter like Light thought he would. 'But I can't have him running around like that now can I?' One of the first thing's he noticed was the fact that he had to consciously choose to kill someone, there was no chance of an accident occurring because his abilities were at their strongest. He moved quickly, far more quickly than Matsuda must have assumed he would have moved. He slammed the rookie into the wall, a gush of air leaving the other man's lungs as Light applied pressure on his chest and crowded him into the plaster.

"Now, now, don't say a thing or I'll kill everyone in this station." He hissed when the runt opened his mouth, though he was quick to close it at the threat. "There's a good boy, now, I want you to do something for me." He lifted a hand and threaded it through black locks before harshly yanking on it and baring the runt throat. "If you do much as utter a word to someone, I'll tear your throat out with my teeth." His teeth brushed upon pale skin when he made that promise, feeling the body trembled under him even as his breath warmed the skin under his lips. He could feel the rapid pulse that was just a bite away.

"I won't, I won't." The runt said, voice weak from fear and lack of breath.

Light grinned against the bared throat, gently grazing his teeth over the pulse pint and feeling the body jolt under him. "Make sure you don't." He pulled away from the runt with a smirk. "Tell the others I lost interest, I'm sure you can handle the case yourselves." He grinned at the pale face and trembling form before waltzing out of the kitchen.

"Don't hurt him!" Light scowled and looked over his shoulder at the runt who dared follow him. "Don't hurt Watari or L, and don't hurt Light."

"Light won't be hurt if you keep your mouth shut, the only ones who'd do so are you hero's. As for the boyfriend," He spat. "I'll keep him around for as long as I'm interested. I always enjoy a good fuck." He left without a backwards glance and a laugh.

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Soichiro sat aside yet another possible case in regards to the one they were currently looking into. He wasn't aware as to how long Matsuda and Light had been absent for when an officer knocked on the door and handed over yet another file before leaving. Soichiro sighed heavily as he looked down at the new file, reluctantly opening it and feeling his eyes widen in a mixture of shock, horror and disbelief as he read what'd been typed up. 'How can this be? Why would he…?'

"What's wrong chief?" Mogi asked, looking at Soichiro in concern and catching Aizawa's attention.

"There's been a string of murders since yesterday." He began, even as Matsuda slunk into the room, pale faced and trembling. Soichiro felt his concern rise at the sight, a sinking feeling in his stomach as he continued. "They believe it's the work of a Shinigami Power." It was met with silence, and all the while he was cursing himself. Ever since yesterday his abilities had been screaming 'false, false, false!' Whenever he looked at his son, now he knew why. It seemed as though Light had chosen to walk the same path as Beyond and countless other Shinigami did.

"What are you going to do chief?" Aizawa asked, neither he nor Mogi looking at Matsuda who was huddled up in his chair.

"The only thing I can do. Put out a kill order on my son." He hated himself the moment he said the words, but he had civilians to look out for, he couldn't put them in harm's way just to save his son. Matsuda didn't say anything, but he saw the panicked look upon his face at the decision.

"At least call Watari and L, let them know what's going on." Aizawa offered. "And he still has diplomatic security so that'll have to be sorted."

During Aizawa speaking Soichiro had tried to reach the men with no success. 'They're probably still at the military base.' He thought, ignoring the fact that Light could have killed the both of them during the night with no one the wiser.

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