Ello *Waves like idiot*
Yay, mkay, so the vote stands
Mello and Matt live- 1
Mello and Matt die- 0
Undecided- 0
And yes, choo gets a cookie. XD *Throws you cookie*
Now I'm gonna go hide from the gummy bears. o.o
*Hiding under cardboard box with laptop, listening to caramelldansen*
Anyways... This chapter includes... Dice... A random emo moment... Dead peoples... The claiming of chairs... Sleep deprivation... The usual XD
Hopefully the thunderstorm's have stopped... It's annoying to keep losing the signal over and over X.X...
Alright I won't bore choo anymore XD
Enjoy ^^
I watched on one of the many monitors as the plane landed in what looked like the middle of... Well in the middle of nowhere. There were rocks, rocks and more rocks. Hooray.
I leaned in, staring hard at the screen.
What are you planning...?
I wondered as the plane slowed to a stop.
There was a loud beeping noise and everyone looked up.
About five of the monitors formed together to show a middle aged man getting off the plane and walking through the sand.
"L, we've been able to use our sattalite cameras to pinpoint where the plane has landed." Near said. "I'll send you a direct video feed of what we're currently seeing here."
"What do you mean 'I'll'..." I muttered, pressing a few buttons on one of the keyboards.
After I walked over and sat down on my spinny chair.
Yes. I claimed the chair. It is mine. *Insert evil laugh of your choice here*
"So where the hell is it...?" I said, watching the screen.
"Be patent." The albino told me, putting a few more dice on his city... Thing.
"Me? Patent? Sheesh... And I thought you knew me..." I rolled my eyes.
Suddenly a metal door type thing that previously was buried in sand lifted, revealing an entrance.
"Shit!" I hissed, narrowing my eyes. Now we wouldn't be able to see what's happening using the satalite!
This is bad...
"They're underground!?" Rester yelled, shocked.
"Well, well isn't that interesting." Near said, completley calm, as usual.
"So what the hell do we do now?! Wait?!" I muttered angrily.
"Yes." The albino said simply.
I sighed, resting my head on my hands and crosssing my legs in my usual way.
"Well aren't you the helpful one..." I muttered, staring at the screen.
After a few minutes Near began to speak, using the voice distorter thingy. "L? Do you have a plan?" He asked, twirling a lock of his hair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "You don't seriously think handing over the notebook to someone you don't know is a good idea, can you?"
I watched him, rasing an eyebrow at the mocking tone in his voice.
You really enjoy pissing this guy off, don't you?
A little while later I saw the man come out supporting a teenage girl.
Huh... Guess he traded the notebook... What a shame... I thought he had something planned...
I yawned. Ugh. When was the last time I slept...? I mean, besides the so called 'nap'. I barley slept for more than two hours! And after going so long without sleeping, that really isn't much.
"The suspect is heading towards a helicopter." The FBI director said into a microphone. "Based on our intel that is his only method of transportation."
"So this means we can be absolutley certain that the notebook has been exchanged." Near said. I had a feeling we were thinking the same thing.
"N, I need you to keep track of that helicopter until it lands. Don't loose sight of it no matter what." All the monitors showed the same thing- the dark machine skimming over the lifeless wasteland.
Wow... I should be a poet. I am just awesome like that.
I stuck my tounge out. Geez... Now I'm starting to think like Mello.
"You seem to think that's quite an easy task." Near said. "Never the less, we'll do what we can."
Don't you mean I'll?! IIIIIII?!
Sleep deprivation must really be getting to me at this point... That sentence barley made any sense...
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid we've been tricked." The albino said, jerking me out of my thoughts.
"Oy... Shit." I muttered.
A missile. AN EFFING MISSILE?! WHERE THE FUCK DID THEY GET A MISSILE?!
"We won't be able to track that with radar.." Near commented.
"A... Missile..." I blinked in shock. "So... That's..."
Mello knew we would be watching on radar, right? So... The missle... The missile is so we can't track where the Death Note goes...
"Fuckdamnshithellcrap."
"That's a mouthful."
I just shook my head.
Damn. Not good. I thought as the missile took off.
"The missile's been launched!"
"Yeppers." I muttered. "And we're screwed."
Aren't I the optomist?
The helecopter was gaining speed when suddenly it exploded.
"WHAT?!" I yelled. "What just happened?!"
"Near! The helicopter!" A SPK member said.
"I thought so.." The albino said
"In that case it means the notebook is definetley on the missile!"
"Damn! We can't track it!"
"We need to figure out where it's going to land then!" I told him, trying to think of something better to do, knowing Mello would have already layed out a flight plan.
"We've lost the signal. It could be anywhere by now!"
"... Then we've lost." I said simply.
Everyone fell silent.
The only noise came from the beeping of machines.
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I sat in my chair, waiting.
... When Mello gets the notebook... The first thing he is going to do...
I closed my eyes.
He wouldn't kill Near... No, I'm sure he wouldn't. He wants to beat Near, but not like that... And I guess he wouldn't kill me either... Still...
I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to look at the various people surrounding us.
How many innocent people are going to die now? How many SPK members will be left when he's done?
I sighed, turning to watch Near.
Any minute now... It will start... People will suddenly begin dying... And whoever remains will be all that's left of the SPK... Fuck... This sounds like some kind of messed up game...
I watched the albino slowly reach out to add another dice to his creation. The dice hit another one, and it began to fall.
The FBI director fell to the ground.
More dice began to decend.
Another man died.
The clacking sound of the dice seemed to grow louder and louder in my ears.
One guy raised a gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
The plastic squares flooded the ground.
In the end Rester, Lidner, the black haired guy from before, I think his name was Gevanni, Near and myself were the only ones left.
... Who's gonna clean up the bodies...? I wondered.
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"Tsukia?" Near asked.
"Right." I said, flicking a switch that would connect him to L's computer. "Mkay, choo can talk now."
He nodded. "L."
"... Yes?"
"... He got us."
In the background I face palmed.
He did more than get us, that's for sure... He effing killed how many members?!
"Got you...?"
"... Yes." The albino said. "The majority of the SPK's members have just been killed by the notebook... L, You are the one who handed over the notebook without a fight. You and your people are totally helpless."
"N... Are you saying if you were in command you wouldn't have handed it over?"
Someone sounds pissed...
"... No. Considering their preparations it would have been impossible to avoid this." He said. "There's really no point in us quarreling."
Ya could have fooled me.
"I propose we work together and share the information we know so far."
I tilted my head to the side, thinking.
Huh... So... Is he saying...
"For starters, I should admit I have a very good idea who the culprit behind this might be."
Oh yeah. Slap a smiley face sticker on my forehead and call me phsycic. I almost scare myself sometimes...
"I suspect the person who preformed the kidnapping and arranged the trade is someone who goes by the name Mello."
I remained silent.
"Mello? Who is he?"
"I don't have his photograph and I don't know his real name."
Liar.
"All I know about him is that four years ago he was living in an orphanage in england, known as Wammy's house. I beleve Mello is playing a game with me. He wants to see which of us will be the first to take down Kira. The final challenge."
Once again, what am I?! A rock?! Sheesh... Deja vu...
Once the call ended I got up.
"Where are you going?" Near asked.
"... Bed." I replied.
Slight emo moment there, with all the people dying.
Tsukia hash claimed the chair ._.
I'm considering doing a comic of Tsukia and Near. That involves the best friend song. X3 Poor albino miget... I already did one of Tsukia and Mello insulting eachother (With Matt and Near in the background doing completley random things), but I'm too lazy to put it online... XD I needs to steal my grandmother's camera first...
Anyways... Keep reviewing about the whole Mello and Matt thing. Remember- THEIR LIVES ARE IN YOUR HANDS... Er... KEYBOARD!!!
Review and choo get to hug L. =3