Talk about a major roadblock in this story..
:/ Had the biggest Writer's Block in the history of the world..
Thus... Chapter 10 gave birth... Deformed and...weird
Light halted at the hotel wall staring at the brickwork.
The anger boiled through him, making him sick to the core. It burned his chest and clawed at his, he didn't know whether it was a benefit being a Shinigami or that, it was his own intense anger.
Only one question reverberated in his mind; over and over again.
'Why ME!'
Another surge of anger swept through him and Light raised his fist and smashed it as hard as he could into the bricks. They crunched and broke under the pressure of his fist and some of it crumbled and fell to the concrete stories below.
Being a Shinigami though, it didn't stop him from feeling pain. It lanced from his fist and right up his arm, his large ebony wings twitched from the pain and after a moment, he drew his fist away. He brought it up to his face and saw the knuckles mashed in and the blood staining his fist red.
He uncurled it, gritting his teeth from the pain of his knuckles and fought the urge to smack it into the hole again.
"Angry Light Yagami?"
Damn wasn't that a stupid question.
With his good hand, Light reached out, placed it beside the hole, and put his weight against it. "Kill me" he spat at the bricks and the voice came out again.
"You did not have to punch the wall Light. Now people are going to wonder how it got there."
"People don't have to KNOW!" Light shouted spinning around and facing the masses of skyscrapers and buildings. "I bet people already know that A GOD DAMNED SHINIGAMI IS FLYING ABOUT!"
He threw out his injured hand and made a long line of blood spatter across the wall before spinning around opening his wings in a threatening display.
He saw L standing at the window, his large black eyes morose and calculating. He wasn't afraid of Light's anger. No matter how intense he got, he was not afraid.
Light looked back down to his ruined hand and saw the blood streaming from it; it fell in a graceful stream before splattering on the concrete below. He didn't know if the humans could see it.
"I see, in your anger you have injured yourself. I didn't know Shinigami could hurt."
L stepped back from the window and disappeared behind the veils of white as if he was expecting Light to follow him. But Light was damned if he was going in there. He was far too worked up and angry. He couldn't compose himself.
"Use the anger" a soft voice brushed his mind "You are no longer a human; A Shinigami can do whatever he wants. They can defy even God himself."
"Ugh" Light scoffed aloud "Not you again, get out of my head."
The voice chuckled:
"I can't get out Light; I'm a part of you and you have made yourself vulnerable, you think you can control yourself and remain like a human? Especially when you're like this?"
Light suddenly felt his chest constrict and his mind began to crush itself. Black quickly ringed around his eyes, a cold feeling began to rush down his limbs. He was losing control of himself, back into a monster he couldn't control.
He was back.
L thought the Shinigami was going to follow him back into the apartment where everybody had started to pack their belongings.
Matt and Mello had been extremely unhappy that they had not been there for the attack that BB had initiated.
L hadn't been all to fazed about the attack; having known all too much about people trying to kill him. He looked back towards the window and felt a slight pang of shock when he heard choking noises from outside.
He shuffled back to the window and with wide eyes; he slammed his hands on the windowsill and saw Light writhing in pain, eliciting choking sounds that sound guttural and unnatural.
"Light?"
The Shinigami suddenly stopped moving and hung there suspended by his large wings. Large black feathers fell from the appendages and gently floated to the earth. The tousled brown hair obscured his face but as he lifted his head, L drew back and stared.
Light's eyes, although angry and troubled were wide and a soft brown but the gaze he received…Was not Light Yagami.
His eyes were narrowed, sharp and a shade of red; and they were filled with hate. Light's conscience was gone and the one replacing him was Kira.
'Listen for the voice of God and follow it and know that in time you will find your salvation.'
The voice echoed around in his head and Light hammered his hands around the confines of his mind that he was trapped him.
He watched helplessly through red tainted eyes at the scene before him and saw L staring at him from the frame of the apartment window.
"I'm losing it" Light thought desperately "I'm not going to get rid of him... It's like...like he resides in the Death Note!"
He pushed through the confines of his mind again, shouting and trying to regain control of his body. It wasn't working; it was like he was trying to hold a bar of soap. The tighter he tried to hold it, the more it began to slip.
He knew that if he failed and let go of his control, he would lose it and Light Yagami would be lost forever. Kira had been that malicious little voice at the back of his head, eating away his sanity. Turning him into a mindless beast.
He had to fight him; Light had to get his control back.
He looked around the red tainted room he was in and saw it creeping up the room, there was a twinge of black.
He reached out and began to claw at it, the red coming away like strips of wallpaper. He had to fight it.
He had to.
L lowered his thumb from his lip and put both hands on the sill as Light's hands clenched in his hair. The red blood dripping from his fists stained his brown hair and began to run down his forehead and down between his nose.
He let a strangled yell escape him, a sound that almost sound unnatural coming from the mouth of a human.
But he wasn't human.
Not anymore.
L spun around when he heard a sniffle behind him; his large eyes fell on a panicked Sayu. Her eyes were locked on Light. A sight that she shouldn't have seen, L thrust out his hand "Near!"
The young white haired boy shuffled from the back room of the Hotel room with a disinterested look on his face.
"Get Sayu away from here now!" L said in a firm voice "I'm trying to deal with Kira, Sayu cannot see this."
Near only nodded once and he shuffled to Sayu and extracted one hand from his pants pockets and grabbed Sayu's trembling arms. He pulled her once "Come Sayu."
Sayu stepped back but didn't move again and Near tugged her again before she relented and allowed herself to pulled away by the young Detective.
L went back to window, saw blood staring Lights face and the gasps and growls stopped, and Light began to fall from the air. He wavered precariously, his large ebony wings faltering and there was nothing L could do as he watched the Shinigami's eyes roll to the back of his head and he fell several stories to the pavement below.
L leant out the window and saw ebony feathers fly up and the mangled body of Light sprawled out in a pool of blood.
The Detective was caught in turmoil of conflicted thoughts on whether or not he should go down there and help the Shinigami.
Yes
No
Yes
L turned away from the window and went back to the chair he had been seated on and looked underneath the coffee table to grab a pair of old sneakers. He pulled them out and shoved his feet into them before making his way to the door and wrenching it open.
He was changing to many things about his habits for this stupid Shinigami.
There was blood, blood everywhere.
L had to pretend to stand there casually while Light could have been dying for all he knew. Shinigami were invisible and L already felt somewhat of a fool for rushing down the way he did.
People walked past him, unaware of the catastrophe before them and L inched forward as he saw Light moan and struggle.
"Light?"
The Shinigami twitched and the blood pooled beneath him, staining his clothes and his skin. Light turned his head with a great amount of difficulty and L was able to see the shine of his brown eyes. The real Light Yagami.
"I'm hurting" was he managed to whisper hopelessly up to L.
"I can't handle-..."
The blood dribbled from his hair and streaked across his face, it was a pathetic sight. He was broken, having nothing.
"You're not going to survive if you continue like this," L said coldly "Look at yourself. Are you going to stay like this?"
Light looked back up to the sky, he felt the heaviness descend upon him and a tremble racked through his body.
"He's right."
"What am I going to do?"
Light watched the water run red as he stood under the stream in the shower.
His head was bowed and his wings were held out slightly to let the steam pass through the feathers. The water washed through his filthy blood matted hair and he inspected his blood coated, shredded knuckles from where he had punched the brickwork in his fury.
"What am I going to do?" he whispered to himself as he let his head slump forward and hit the tiles. "I'm a disgrace."
As light stood there pondering on what he was going to do with his messed up life, he didn't realise it when the door opened ever so silently.
L's socked feet shuffled over the tiles, his dark eyes staring down at a printed report, chewing his thumbnail. He lowered it, looked to the warped glass, and saw the outline of the Shinigami.
"Did you have something to do with the multiple car crashes yesterday Light?"
"Huh Wha!" Light jumped up, he knew L couldn't see him, but still...
"I'm in the shower!" Light yelled irritably "Can't you fathom the word of privacy? Get the hell out!" L didn't move, "Well I gathered that you have been in there for at least thirty minutes now, I can no longer wait. Were you part of it?"
Light sighed and turned towards the door of the shower and poked his dripping head out "I saw it happen. Some drunk driver ran into a crowd of people when they were using the Crossing. It was no fault of mine."
"Were you the cause of the death of the driver?"
"How did you find that out?"
L looked up to Light "The driver was found behind the wheel of the car; large bruising and swelling around the neck had been reported. He had been choked to death, they didn't find any finger prints or any indication how somebody had murdered him."
"Yeah that was me" Light frowned "I deemed it necessary for him to die when he had killed so many innocent lives."
"He would have gone to jail Light" L said in a stern voice and Light flung out hand "No! Enough with the jail. That is your corrupt sense of Justice L. When I see people that have defied the Law, they die."
"You shouldn't have done what you had" L stated to him and Light snorted, drawing back his hand into the shower "What are you going to do? Arrest me?"
Light shook his head, letting the water spray all over the floor "I'm a God of Death L; this is what I do now. You can't stop me from handing out justice to those who deserve to die."
He went back into the shower and wiped his face before calling out, "You can't stop me, you can gloat that you have my Death Note, but that won't stop me from stealing another one. My main mission is to help you find Kira, anything I do on the side are jobs that other Shinigami will have to do anyway, then I will be able to finally die myself. So I won't be tormented by the terrible things I had done in the past."
"I have gathered that Kira is a separate part of your subconscious Light" L said, "Sometimes you can't help it."
"So what you're saying...is that I'm mentally challenged?" Light called "Multiple Personality Syndrome?"
"Moreorless yes" L said.
Light froze shortly before frowning under the stream of water.
"Get out" he said, "I'm having a shower. Show some respect!"
Light listened out until he heard L walk out and let the door close behind him before the Shinigami sighed and twisted the taps to stop the stream of water cascading over him.
The water stopped and Light was left in silence.
"Maybe he's right" Light muttered, "Who am I kidding? I'm a monster."
He slid open the door of the shower and the bathroom was filled with billowing clouds of steam. He grabbed the towel off the rack and quickly dried himself and made a beeline to his clothes.
As Light shifted through his clothes, he pulled on his long dark trousers and as he pulled aside his shirt, the long criss crossed chains clattered to the tiles.
After a moment of hesitation, Light bent down and picked it up.
In the Cross, he saw the Death Note he had found in the alley a few days before.
His fingers brushed over the thin black leather it was encased in.
The very thing that had turned him into a monster and pulled everybody's life apart.
Lights fingers curled around the edge of the book and slid it out of its bindings. He opened the first page and saw the familiar markings and instructions on the inside. He flicked over the next page and looked down the spine of the book.
He frowned. There were the audible signs of many pages being torn out this Death Note, over the next couple of pages. He saw a corner ripped out of the right hand corner of the page and felt consume him.
Somehow, this Death Note was familiar to him.
It can't be
Light flicked over the next couple of pages before his eyes caught sight of writing. Light flicked back to the page and saw about quarter of a page, written neatly in small capital letters. He didn't recognise the writing, but he felt his heart drop when he started to read what had been written on there.
Light Yagami
28/6/XX
1:00 pm
Will meet with the Detective at the abandoned building with the Japanese Police Force.
He will be compromised and accused of being Kira.
1: 10 pm
Then he will panic and ultimately give away his secret. He will be shot by Matsuda and will run away from the Detective, he reaches the next building, falls to the stairs and dies painfully from blood loss.
It was short, neat and simple.
And his death.
Light stared at the page some more in utter disbelief. His hands shaking around the Death Note.
Whoever had written this, had planned everything out, had him act stupidly, and in the end, Near was able to catch him out.
These were the people that had made Light die... like a pathetic dog
Then with a roar of anger, Light flung the Death Note across the bathroom. It hit the door with a thud, pages fluttering from the book and across the room.
"NO!" Light shouted, his wings shooting either side of him in the large bathroom. Large black feathers fell to the floor and the door opened again.
Again, it was L, this time, Watari accompanied him.
"Light?" L exclaimed sharply "Wha-...?"
Before the Detective could even finish, Light thrust his finger out to the Death Note. "There!" he seethed "Somebody had been using me at the end. Using me like a puppet!"
L picked up the offending book and looked to the inked page; his eyes scanned them over before holding it away from him. "Since I wasn't there at the time of your death Light, I don't know what seemed to happen. I will have to gather the story of your death from Near and the Police."
"Bringing my death into it?" Light spat "I do not want to relive it again, when I find this bastard that had controlled me, I'll kill them."
His wings were bristling, the feathers sticking out. "I knew I recognised it, that was Ryuk's Death Note! I'll get that Shinigami and I-..."
He picked up his shirt and chains and L held out his hand. "You're not going anywhere Light. I'm not letting you leave this apartment until I can sit you down and ask questions... In which you will answer truthfully."
Light clenched his fists and L said coldly "I know this has made you angry, at least you know how I at least felt when you killed me! But this here..."
He held up the Death Note.
"This may be potentially be our lead to Kira."
Kira has come into power of something evil.
He may have been cursed with such power.
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