A/N: This chapter may seem really rushed. I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to get it done and over with, y'know? So I can write some new fics. :)
Enjoy the last chapter. :)
It all happened so fast Near almost didn't see it coming.
Light whipped out a pen and began to write on a small piece of paper poking out of his watch-
"HE'S HIDDEN A PIECE OF THE NOTEBOOK!" Rester yelled from behind Near. He was drowned out by the sound of a gun cocking and firing.
A blood-curdling scream echoed off the warehouse's walls and rang in Near's ears. He grimaced and shifted his weight on his leg. Blood poured out onto the floor and coated Light Yagami's hand.
"MATSUDA, YOU IDIOT!" Light screamed at the shaking man with the gun. "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE SHOOTING AT? DON'T FUCK WITH ME!"
"What was it all for, then? What about Soichiro, what the hell did he die for?"
Near almost felt the tension between them buzzing in his brain.
Light let out a low, manic chuckle. "That's right, Matsuda, in this world all those diligent people who fight for justice like him, they always lose." He grunted painfully between every word. "Do you want a world where people like him are made to be fools? I know you'd understand so kill the others- SHOOT THEM!"
Near cringed at the insane expression etched on his face.
"Y-you led your own f-father to his d-death... and now that h-he's gone you call him a FOOL?"
Blood still continued to trickle down Light's fingers. Near saw him eyeing the blood wonderously and began to get suspicious-
Light began to write on the piece of paper with the blood-
Matsuda reacted faster. He began to mercilessly pull the trigger as bullets made themselves comfortable in Light's skin. Light fell to the ground and writhed in pain. Matsuda ran up to him, shouting words of murder as he pulled the trigger again and a powerful gunshot rang throughout the building-
But he had missed.
For a few moments the world seemed to stop in time. The only sounds that was heard was Matsuda breaking down, not believing what he had done.
Just then, Light began to slowly get up, grunting with every movement. Near briefly wondered how he was still surviving. Light began to mutter horrendous things under his breath.
Then he began to plead for Mikami to write everyone's names down in the notebook. Near saw the pressure inflating in Mikami's eyes and-
"EEEGAAAAAAADD!"
The next thing he knew was crimson red blood was spouting from a wound in Mikami's chest. It sprayed everywhere, coating the floor in thick, hot blood. Everyone was puzzled for a minute before coming to their senses and rushing over to Mikami.
"Quick! Stop the bleeding!" someone yelled.
"It's too late, he'll be dead in a few seconds," Gevanni said darkly.
Mikami continued to scream bloody murder, and Near watched until he saw movement in the corner. He swivelled his head around and saw Light pulling open the door with all the strength he could muster, and staggered outside.
"He's getting away! Light!" Aizawa yelled.
Near almost stopped him, but found he didn't have the strength. He found his body was beginning to get tired and his leg began to cramp. He watched Light's team race out the door, screaming Light's name.
The flashback cleared from Near's mind as Gevanni drove the GMC back to the SPK headquarters. Rester was sitting next to him, holding onto Near's crutches for him. Rester saw Near staring at him and locked eyes with his.
"You did good today, Near," Rester praised, placing a hand on Near's shoulder. "You made Kira look like a tiny helpless flea."
Near couldn't help but crack a small grin. "You too, Rester. And Gevanni. And Lidner. If you weren't there with me, I'd probably be the one looking like the tiny flea."
"Not true, Near. You'd still would've crushed him to pieces."
Near's smile grew wider. Then it faltered and his face became downcast. "Rester, do you think Mello was watching my- er, our victory?"
Rester blinked, then nodded. "Yes, Near. I think he was."
-Finis-
A/N: Yep, it's over. I'm not really all that bothered, though, because I have a small weight lifted off my shoulders, and now I can write new fics. :)
Anyway, I would like to say, thank you, to everyone who read this fic. It's gotten very popular, and I thank you for that. Thank you so much. I would also love to thank my reviewers, hence they're the ones who motivated me to keep on writing. :)
Near: Now, that is what I call a victory.
Me: Me too, Near. *ruffles his hair* Good job.
Mello: Been there. Done that.
Me: ...Sorry, Mello. I'm sure you've been victorious as well.
Mello: Of course I have. Near's like a flea compared to me. *bites chocolate*
Near: AFTER ALL THAT CRYING OVER YOU, THIS IS WHAT YOU SAY IN RETURN? .
Me: CALM DOWN! *grabs Mello's hair and yanks Near's collar* Erm, sorry. They were both dropped as infants. They don't know how to behave in public. -.-
Hope you enjoyed! See you next time!
~DeathNoteLuvr16