Death: Yea let's just say school happened. This year I have to give it my best, but then again I only need a semester of credits, but still. I want to get better, and I'm staying for the whole year even if I do get some extra credits. Since I'm of legal age I can decide for myself I want to stay in high school or not.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Don't look at me like that! It'd be obvious if I was Ohba-sama or Obata-sama!
Chapter 11 Uprising
L rushed into the computer room, his intended at his heels, ready to take immediate action. The moment the two rushed through the door almost everyone but Mikami flinched at L's angry stride.
"Rewind the tapes to the garage around the time they left for the bathroom. We need to know which vehicle they took. Watari." L ordered as he sat in his chair.
"Yes, Master Ryuzaki?" the Elder inquired as he appeared out of nowhere.
"We have all the tracking devices on the cars, right?" L turned to give a hard stare at Watari.
"Yes, I put them on each car last week." Watari nodded.
"Good, track where it is now. We're still going to need that footage at the garage." The detective twirled his chair around to face the computer, watching the tapes being rewinded.
"What if they're being attacked?" Light spoke up, daring to bring up the worrying topic.
L glared at him.
"I'm just saying you can't go into a group of vampires hunting down a couple of werewolves. Even if you use your power, there will be witnesses. Chances are some of them will try to hunt you down for your power." Light elaborated.
"…What are you proposing?" L narrowed his eyes.
"Mikami can take away everyone's senses within a hundred mile radius. You bring him with you I can assure you this will be the safest way to save Ukita and Ide without drawing attention to yourself." The adolescent reasoned.
"What if there are those who are immune to his power? What can I do then?" L hissed.
"Then Light will distract them with his own powers. Just to be sure no one gets hurt I will allow some who is in the way their ability to feel and hear." Mikami suggested.
L gripped his legs, not realizing he was shaking. "You do know that if they happen to be near Appétit de Sang, there is a chance Namikawa is still there."
"What are you implying?" Light furrowed his eyebrows.
"He asked if you were Shisou, Light—kun. If he was outside when we make our move, he will feel like serving you. I have no idea how far he wants the Shisou line to return to their former fame, but if it's high enough he will try to deal damage to those around you." L turned to the lawyer.
"And you will be his first target."
Mikami raised an eyebrow. "He figured out you're Light's intended. Why would he target me first?"
"He knows you're Light—kun's guardian. I may have only met him for a few moments, but I can tell he is a powerful individual. If given the chance to serve the last Shisou, he will take it." L growled.
"Ryuzaki, you're accusing Namikawa when you don't even know him and—"
"Yes, I may not know him as long as you have, Light. But don't you think it seems strange that he only took orders from you in that restaurant? He may have known you were special the moment he saw you.
"Now that he knows you're a Shisou, he will strive to help you in any way possible. And the possibility of him taking down Mikami to replace him is twenty five percent. A chance I am not willing to take." L turned to the screens, immediately stopping the rewinding.
"Here!" L pointed to the two figures making their way to a car.
They watched as Ide and Ukita opened the doors, getting inside.
"Shouldn't we tell someone we're going somewhere?" Ide asked.
"If we do then they'll stop us. Now come on, get in the car. We're going to find that Appétit de Song or whatever it's called." Ukita encouraged.
Ide shut the door, as the other started the car. Everyone watched as they drove back, and out of the garage.
"Master Ryuzaki, they are currently one street away from the restaurant. What worries me is that the car isn't moving." Watari appeared once more, his expression held a few more wrinkles with worry.
L immediately stood up.
"We're leaving. Mikami, Light, I may not like your plan, but we have no other option. Watari, watch over the rest of the team. Mikami, you're driving." The detective ordered, striding for the door.
"Should we inform the two agents who are still nearby?" Watari called out.
"Go ahead. They'll help us retrieve Ukita and Ide into the car." L said before disappearing with Mikami and Light at his heels.
"You want me to drive this?" Mikami raised both eyebrows as he stood on the driver's side of a sports car.
It was a silver Cadillac Converj, something the lawyer never even dreamed of taking the wheel of. The car was obviously over polished, as it seemed to glow and shine with all its glory in the dim lights in the huge garage that held L's strange car collection.
At first Mikami thought he was going to drive one of L's BMW's, but the detective chose this? It could only fit four people!
"Why are we taking this?" Mikami narrowed his eyes as L nearly forced Light into the back through the only other door to the vehicle.
Then something clicked in the lawyer's brain.
"You think one of them is dead."
"Get in the car and drive!" L ordered as he sat in the front passenger seat, slamming the door.
Rolling his eyes, Mikami took off his glasses and got into the car. Once he started it, the lawyer drove it to the garage door in moderate speed, only enough for the door to open for them.
The moment they reached the street Mikami put a foot on the gas and they sped towards the location Watari directed them through L's phone.
Light gripped the edge of his seat with one hand while the other rested his other hand against the back of L's seat to prevent him from falling forward. The problem with this picture was that if Mikami made a quick, sharp turn Light would end up falling either against the leather seat or the hard window.
The lawyer swerved hard to the left and the adolescent didn't have time to react as his head hit the glass rather hard. There was a loud crack, something that didn't sound good at all.
"Damn you Mikami!" Light screamed in pain as his hand felt over the side of his head.
"I did not like the sound of that." L spoke, glaring with silver eyes at the lawyer.
"It was either cracking his head or crashing into that idiot." Mikami hissed, trying his best to keep his eyes on the road and not checking the adolescent.
"When this is over, I'm driving the other car. The moment he gets home Watari is checking him for a concussion." L growled.
"No really I feel fine." Light hissed, unable to hold back the sarcastic tone.
"Must you be sarcastic now?" L bared his teeth.
"Make him stop the car and I'll—" Light couldn't finish the sentence for Mikami swerved to the right and he let out a yelp as he nearly fell to the seats but the seatbelt jerked his body back.
The moment the adolescent regained his senses from the sudden jerk, his instincts slipped through him for a moment. L felt his spine prickle uncomfortably from the very low growl behind him. It sounded very much of a wild animal going in for the kill.
"Let's hope there will be some who are immune to my power." Mikami whispered.
"Why?"
"…Let's just say he is beyond angry right now." The lawyer said before swerving the car and forcing all of his strength on the brake.
Amazingly Mikami had parallel parked the car when they were going forty to fifty miles over the speed limit. In a flash L opened the door for his seat to scoot forward and allow Light to get out.
As the younger male stepped out, some spidery web pattern caught his attention. It took a moment for L to realize that the spider web was actually cracked glass. The window Light sat next to was cracked.
The moment L processed this he immediately reached for his intended's head. But before he could even grab hold of the soft hair, yelps and whines distracted them. L glanced over, a feeling of dread spread through his gut. He knew something wasn't right with his younger to—be mate, but now wasn't the time. Still L couldn't help but notice that the adolescent's whole demeanor seemed to have turned dangerous.
Ukita and Ide were in their wolf forms, currently surrounded. One of them was down, barely able to snap his jaws at vampires who got too close. The other stood bravely to protect his fallen comrade. The vampires were trying to separate them, but the two were unable to be taken away more than a foot apart.
Mikami's eyes glazed red as he concentrated his powers on the group circling the two wolves like a pod of killer whales. Within seconds the whole group was robbed of their five senses.
Some panicked, desperately running around until the tripped or ran into something. Others stood still, arms reached out despite the fact they couldn't feel. The wolf standing up lowered himself to his belly to avoid the outstretched hands.
"Move to the witnesses. Light—kun, watch every individual carefully. If they are immune to Mikami destroy the windows, lamp posts, but not people. You can even damage a few cars but not too many to cause a wreck in the street." L instructed quickly as his FBI underlings came running towards them.
The lawyer stepped closer to the street, careful to avoid the panicking vampires that ran wild. With a deep inhale, Mikami closed his eyes, building up his concentration for expanding his ability over a ten mile radius.
Around the center everyone would lose their senses, while a little closer to the outer ten miles no one would be able to hear the events taking effect.
Mikami opened his eyes, spreading his arms out like a bird as he released his power. It surged through him, a few of his fingers twitched from straining his ability so far in seconds.
Slowly, very slowly, the lawyer lowered his arms as he kept a hard grip on his concentration. Mikami closed his eyes and tuned out the screams around him. He heard the soft footsteps of Light as he gradually moved to the center of the intersection, eyeing every vampire within sight.
"Agent Penber, would you please help me get these two into this car?" L spoke, pointing to the car Ukita stole.
The man nodded, already making his way closer to the wolves who were still surrounded by a few still lingering vampires. L turned to the man's fiancé.
"Would you please keep guard? I would prefer if you were within aim of anything that gets too close to those two." L pointed out Mikami and Light.
"They're vampires, right? Why are they helping?" Misora furrowed her eyebrows, instantly recognizing the shorter of the two L pointed out.
"We work under L." the detective hissed out before following Raye to pick up the wolf that was lying down.
That was all Misora needed, and she quickly ran to a direct centerline between the two vampires, her gun ready.
With a grunt, L and the male agent picked up the heavily bleeding wolf. The pained creature didn't even whine as it was carried by two people. And the body felt limp in their arms. Quickly the two almost sprinted to the car, the other wolf limping behind as he covered their backs.
Grateful for no incidents along the trip to the car, L stopped for Raye to open the back door. He kept a wary eye around them as he opened the door. L lowered his head, placing the wolf onto the seat as gently as possible. The other werewolf jumped in, lying on the floor with his head up to watch his friend.
L stepped back. "Stay here."
The male agent nodded and closed the door.
Light clenched and unclenched his hands, fisting impatiently as he gazed in all directions. The adolescent turned to the direction of the street leading into the restaurant. Coming from that same direction was the familiar suit of Namikawa.
But the businessman wasn't alone.
Light recognized Gevanni, Kiyomi and even Misa. The adolescent hissed, baring his fangs. Even though the four were far away that didn't stop him from tensing his body as if they were stepping into his personal space.
Misora heard the hiss, and nervously glanced over her shoulder at the male vampire she recalled from a month back. The way he brought down her, Misora Massacre, frightened her.
But now wasn't the time to dwell on past events. Tonight Misora and her fiancé were helping a few of L's other underlings out of a death threatening situation.
The adolescent hissed again, taking a step towards the group making their way towards them. Misora turned around, noticing the group for the first time. The hairs on the back of her neck stood straight up, and she knew that they weren't human.
Before Misora could even blink or take aim, the young vampire that hissed earlier launched himself at who looked like a businessman. The other three leaped out of the way, effectively surrounding the adolescent. The businessman jumped back a few feet to avoid one of the attacking claws. Light felt no fear of them, he knew of their weaknesses after years of silently watching them.
"Whatever you want, you're not getting tonight." The adolescent growled.
"What we want is simple." Kiyomi tilted her head.
"Oh?" Light raised an eyebrow.
"The last Shisou." Misa giggled, twirling around in pure giddiness.
"Only if I'm dead." The young vampire hissed, spreading his legs into a fighting stance. "For you see, I'm not intending to leave my mate for a bunch of fools."
Everyone stood, frozen as their eyes were fixed on the adolescent's. His eyes practically glowed around the pupils, but towards the outer rim of iris the color darkened to a blood red. The golden and red colors seemed to dance as if they were flames, the look sent shivers up and down their spines.
The moment L turned to view the situation at hand around them his whole body went rigid at the sight of his young intended. Light stood before the group from Appétit de Sang, his body language that of an impatient monster readying for an attack.
The adolescent was too far away, but L knew that Light's eyes had a menacingly glow that would even make the dead roll over in their coffins. Before the detective could even think of stopping the adolescent, Light had launched himself at the nearest person in the circle surrounding him.
That unfortunate soul who received the first blow of sharp claws to the ribs was Gevanni. The thin sharp claws effectively penetrated in between the ribs, barely missing the lungs, as well as knocking the wind out of the taller man.
Gevanni leapt back before the adolescent could throw a kick. Now using his raised leg as balance Light twirled himself around just in time to block Kiyomi's attack. The adolescent, with his leg still raised, kneed her in the gut before she could use her own claws at his face.
As the female fell to her knees, both Namikawa and Misa leapt from different angles.
L ran.
But he still wouldn't be able to reach his intended in time.
A gunshot rang in L's ears. It took him a few seconds to realize that Misora had taken a last minute defense and shot Misa. For a second L felt a pang of guilt for the girl, she was closest in range of Misora's fire. But if the agent had tried to shoot Namikawa then she would have hit Light instead.
"Misa!" Kiyomi ran to the blonde's side, easing the girl into a sitting position.
L paid no mind to the females. He was still running, his aim now at Namikawa as Light tried to block an attack. The adolescent didn't have time, the gunfire had distracted him. L felt pure hatred rush through his body as Namikawa raked his claws across Light's chest, knocking him to the ground.
Everything became a blur to Light as he laid there. One moment he was standing up, and then lying face flat on asphalt the next. He heard someone being kicked and thrown. Light glanced up to see that Namikawa had been knocked down. To his left, the adolescent realized that L stood next to him in his true form.
The first thing Light could see were the obsidian eyes now glowing a deep crimson in pure hatred. The color was such a drastic change it was all Light focused on for a few moments.
It wasn't until something moved in his peripheral vision that the adolescent noticed the wings for the first time.
Sprouting from his shoulders were two dark, leathery wings. The joints between shoulder and wing were fluffed in soft fur, decreasing as the fur continued a little but over the back of each wing.
After he got over the shock of the wings, Light gazed at L himself, realizing now that his intended's limbs were longer, and the curve of his back had worsened if possible. The real shocker was the claws.
Light felt his shoulders tense like a frightened cat at the sight of the claws. They were at least four feet long, and by the looks of them they were as sharp as any sword.
"I warned you to stop harassing my mate." L growled darkly.
Death: I know, I bet you're thinking "After all that waiting, this is all we get? A short chapter?" Well I'm sorry! This was as far as I could think of going with this chapter! I tell you, it's been getting rather difficult keeping the chapters long and full of awesomness for you guys. Might be cuz the plot is just starting to pick up, and I thought that it'd be cool to end at L's possessiveness.
Another Note: Um, I desperately tried to avoid true forms with this fanfic. But then I thought, L needs to have some sort of difference between him and...well you guys have already guessed, the priest from the previous chaps. Of course theres more differences between them, but they're only minor differences. True forms would be major differences. All of that will be explained in the next chapter.
And again, I'm sorry for the wait, and how short this chapter seems to be compared to the previous one.
So please click the magic button, and inspire me to write more! :DDD