Chapter 29

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Be My Messenger

Mello POV

I came to with a groan. I felt dizzy and sick like everything was moving. I don't have a history of motion sickness though but with the drug it could be possible. I put my foot to the floor and felt it didn't seem like it was moving. My ankles felt free and I felt like I was in a chair. I rubbed and jerked my wrists and found they were bound to the back with rope. I used my fingers and fought back a smirk to find the chair was metal and had a jagged back corner. I began to rub the ropes on it as inconspicuously as possible. I had discerned that I was wearing a cloth blindfold but no gag or duct tape. These have to be the most idiotic kidnappers ever. The room had slowly stopped spinning as wherever I was I knew it was stationary the moment at least. "Boss he's awake!" I heard a man say in a Latino-American accent. Judging by his footsteps he was average sized and not a bodybuilder. I would judge by his voice but I'm petite in almost every sense of the word –almost every sense – but I have a seriously deep voice compared to a lot of men. It's amazing I was able to pull off a believable falsetto really.

I heard footsteps from what sounded like business shoes and a familiar voice I couldn't place said "gently remove the blindfold please."

The room was dimly lit but the light still hurt my eyes. When they adjusted I looked at the man in front of me. He had long, wild, black hair and glasses and was obviously of East Asian descent. He was wearing an impeccable black suit and looked like a total neat freak. "Mikami" I breathed. Mikami was a bright student at my college who was working towards a law degree. I first met him by kicking the shit out of some men who were attacking him. We became friends and all was nice. Just when I thought being in an official relationship might work, he began acting… weird. He started trying to convince me to join this phony cult called 'Kira's Kingdom' and kept saying I was a good person even if I believed in God so Kira would spare me. I called him a freak and left but he stalked me and I was forced to file a restraining order. He never stopped giving me that obsessed/swooning look though.

"Mello" he greeted with a swoony smile. I swallowed back vomit. "No don't be nervous I have no intention to harm you" he said mistaking the reason I swallowed. "I don't want to kill my messenger after all." He walked up to me and cupped my cheek. I fought against a flinch.

"I've been watching you. You look stunning as a girl. I know you do it to date that Matt boy" he said Matt's name in disgust "but I would love you as a man." I shuddered in repulse. He pretended not to notice and turned to the others. "Leave." They nodded and did so. I was then stuck alone in a room with a crazy stalker. He lifted a few strands of my hair and rubbed them between his fingers. "You're as beautiful as ever" he sighed wistfully.

"What do you want?" I demanded. I didn't try to jerk my head back because I wasn't sure how unstable he was and I would really like not to be hurt. My hands kept working on the ropes and I felt them loosen a tiny bit.

"Want? Many things." He dropped my hair and pulled back while looking down at me. "I have been hand chosen by the head of the eight, Kira, to find out the best way to monitor the city then the world and destroy all who oppose him. You my dear Mello should be grateful I asked for you to be spared on the condition that you be our spokesperson. You give us information and we let you stay here comfortably. We won't let you leave of course but we can make it so you won't suffer." He grabbed my cheek gently then took his left hand and stroked the top of my head. "You will even have love Mello. I loved you the moment I saw you. Everyone else ignored me but such a small beautiful man came to my aid and won. I knew then that Kira was rewarding me."

My wrists had gotten steadily looser and when he finished they fell to the floor. I pretended I was still bound despite the growing urge to lean into him and vomit so I could get more information. "What is it you want me to do?"

He gave a delighted smile that I was seemingly giving in. "I want you to send videos of Kira's mission over the airwaves where you have not managed to find us. You will tell them the greatness of Kira and that if people follow him they will be spared in his coming."

"Coming? And spared from what?"

Mikami grew serious. "He will show his true face soon and all who resist will be destroyed by his divine might."

I raised my eyebrows. "Destroyed? As in killed? How will he do it?"

Mikami nodded. "Yes killed. And Kami Kira will not reveal his power until judgment time."

I nodded realizing he had told me everything he knew then leapt up and kicked him in the side of the head knocking him out. "PWND bitch" I muttered knowing Matt would be proud. I ran out of the room knocking out people in my way hoping to find an exit. That's when I hit a dead end and heard heavy footsteps approaching. I looked around and saw a button with a shard of broken plastic above it like it used to have a plastic lid. The English was worn off but below it was: Emergencia sistema para destruia. Pulse para detonar. I swallowed as I understood the translation: Emergency system to destroy. Push to detonate. Fuck! The men approached and I slammed my fist on the button and ducked covering my head. The warehouse roared and was engulfed in flames. I screamed as I felt myself being burned and rolled until the fire was out. I pulled out my magically surviving phone and dialed the only number I could think of.

OOC Mikami is OOC. :(

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