Death Note

Chapter 12

The digital clock 3:53 am.

Mello was woken up by the sound of someone quietly calling out his name. He sat up in complete darkness. The only thing he was able to see was some of the floor boards because the dim moonlight was shining on them.

"Mello... " The voice came again. "Are you awake?"

"Near?" He asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning. "What are you doing here?"

Near moved out of the darkness and into the low light.

"I miss Millie," he said looking down at his toes.

"I do too."

He swung his legs around and stood up, from the comfort of his bed, and went to hug his brother.

For a moment, they stood there, embracing each other. Mello wore a black tank top and black shorts while Near wore long, white pants and a long, white, button up shirt, with two buttons undone at the top.

They both knew Millie wasn't dead. If she was, there would be blood and her body left on the road.

The question was where is she now?

6:00 pm.

The day past quickly. Light was ready to go home for dinner when L had stopped him.

"We need you to stay a little late today," he said, stacking colourful jell-o cubes on top of each other and trying to balance it on his spoon.

Light looked confused.

"We're planning to catch Assistant Killer." L tried to put the tower of cubes in his mouth but they had all fallen back into the bowl.

"What? Isn't that a risky thing to do? She will probably shoot everyone!" Light exclaimed.

"There are two things I've noticed. She won't kill any innocent people and she especially won't kill anyone in her family," L stated as he scooped up the jell-o and started to make a new tower.

"What are you getting at, Ryuzaki?"

"I never told you this, nor was I planning to but that girl you've been hanging out with a lot... Millie," he paused and sighed.

"She is my daughter. Well technically my student I've been training. But since I was the one who adopted her, that makes me her father."

Light's eyes widened.

Has L.E.K been betraying me all this time? Has she been planning to kill me? Why hasn't she told me that she was working with L!?

Light grew furious on the inside and never gave thought that she maybe has been planning to kill L instead.

"Because you've been hanging around her a lot, you have been becoming more then a prime suspect. The day when you first started working here in the Head Quarters, I had to place my kids into a safer position where you wouldn't be able to see them. Unfortunately, I received news that she fled from the home and out into traffic where, I was told, she got hit by a car. But I think she had faked her death and ran off to be a full time killer," L explained.

"Let me ask you something. If you seriously think that I'm kira, why are you telling me all of this?"

"I would just like you to think about that for a moment. It may become useful later..."

Is this some kind of trap? Is he using her absents against me? Light thought.

"Ryuzaki!" One officer called out.

He turned and looked at him.

"Yes? What is it?" He asked.

"We found Assistant Killer and we're tracing her every movement. So far in this past hour she has killed 2 criminals and is targeting a third in a dark alley way, not far from here. Should we go encounter her?" He informed.

"Yes get the copter ready so Light and I can get a bird's eye view on her and make sure she doesn't escape," L ordered.

"Right away sir."

The sound of a loaded gun clicked and a man wearing black clothes and a black hat turned around. He was crouching while rummaging through bags and purses he had taken.

"So you were the one who high jacked that bus earlier today?" Came Assistant Killer's voice.

He quickly stood up and pulled out a small hand gun. His compared to A.K's was really small.

"Stay back! I'm warning you!" He warned.

His arms and legs were trembling.

"Bullets... What a waste," she said.

Her long-sleeved hoodie helped shade her eyes giving her bangs extra insurance so her piercing red eyes wouldn't be shown.

Her sweater was long enough to stretch down and cover most of her black, mini skirt except leaving 10 inches showing. Assistant Killer's body was turned to the right so the gun, in her right hand, was pointing directly at the criminal while her left arm hung down at her side. Only the tips of her fingers were showing. Her sweater was completely unzipped in the front. Under it was nothing but bare skin and a black, strapless bra to cover her flat chest.

"Have you ever used that before?" A.K questioned his puny weapon.

The criminal started shaking wildly as he closed his eyes and fired his gun. When he opened them again, she was still standing there but the only change was that the bullet slightly grazed the side of her left cheek. The blood quickly snaked down her face and dripped off her chin. The rest was quickly wiped away by using her left arm sleeve, leaving a little bit of smeared blood behind.

He only had one bullet left in his gun. What a dumbass. He pressed the trigger many times but nothing except an empty click was made from the useless weapon.

The one thing the criminal managed to do was to put himself in a horrible position where she lifted her gun at the targets face and pressed the trigger.

It was like everything moved in slow motion. A fiery black and red explosion shot from the gun. A black bullet, lightly outlined with red, had swiftly moved in a straight direction, aiming for his left eye.

The moment the hateful energy pierced his skin, everything started moving at its own pace again. Blood splattered along the brick wall from the back of the victim's head. Instantly, the lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

"Good riddance," Assistant Killer said and turned out of the alley way and onto the streets.

The moment she stepped out, police officers had formed a large semi circle around the scene with their loaded guns pointing at her. One helicopter had a blinding spotlight beaming down. From a view that high up, you could see the orange sun disappearing over the horizon with the navy blue darkness following behind.

Behind the officers were many police cars with their flashing blue and red lights.

"Assistant Killer," one officer said through a bull horn.

"Put your gun, and any other weapons that you're carrying, on the ground, and put your hands in the air," he ordered.

Shit... She thought as she carefully put the silver Death gun down and held her arms up. Three officers dressed in S.W.A.T uniforms approached her, holding hand cuffs. One forcibly pulled both of her arms behind her back while the other hand cuffed her hands together. The third tried to take the gun but was stopped momentarily by her words.

"I wouldn't touch it if I were you," A.K warned.

He completely ignored her simple advice and picked it up without her permission. One of the rules of the Death gun, states that if anyone were to even tap it, they would die. Each slow and painful death is different, of course. This was the first time someone had gotten their hands on it and she was thrilled to see what it would do.

When he grabbed it, he turned towards her.

"What is it going t do, explode?" He taunted and started walking back to the other officers.

Suddenly, he stopped, started screaming and dropped the gun. Quickly he pulled off his glove and saw that his hand had completely shrived up and turned grey. Then he moved up his sleeve. The grey disease was rapidly moving up his arm turning it into ash. Then it worked on his face and then the rest of his body until there was nothing left but a pile of dust on the ground and ash blowing in the wind. The others looked like they were scarred for life. A.K was amused by what happened and wished that someone else would be dumb enough to pick it up. The other officers, who had a grasp on her wrist, got the idea that she did it and one punched her across the face.

Now she was annoyed and decided to dish out some attacks of her own. First she used her legs and kicked one in the back and the other behind his knees. Both fell to the ground as she decided to shatter one officer's rib cage and give the other a major concussion by kicking them, hard, multiple times. Other S.W.A.T team member came out and pushed her to the ground by force, keeping her pinned. Some more members rushed to the beaten officers' aid and helped them move out of the way.

They struggled to keep her within their grasp until one pulled out a needle and stabbed it in her arm. The liquid that they were injecting in her was used in tranquilizer darts. It took approximately 2 minutes for her to stop moving and fall into the hands of sleep.