"Near, where have you been!" I shout desperately at the computer screen.
"Calm down, I know that you can help Matt and Mello. Mello and I have exchanged information. Just tell us if we can be of any assistance to you."
I have to think. It's probably been about two to three hours since the estimated time of death. About twenty one hours to get them back to life, before this becomes permanent. It's about an eighteen hour flight back to the U.S. then I would still need two people…
"Near, I need a notebook, but it's in the old Mafia headquarters. It's the only thing there that isn't burnt. I need it back here. And I'm sure you suspect Light Yagami as Kira, correct? Well I think it's about time we show him what we know."
Silence from the computer is all I get and I can't help but worry maybe we lost the connection. A little while longer before I hear a soft breath from the other end.
"Yes, I have a detective in the U.S. now. He can retrieve the notebook for you and bring it back to Japan. In the mean time, I'll have you ride with Giovanni, who is currently holding the laptop. He may then bring you back to me. I will arrange for Matt and Mello's bodies to be picked up and their wounds bound."
"Thank you Near," I say.
"I'll see you soon," he says, and the screen fades to black. I look at the man in the suit, with his dark hair.
He shuts down the laptop and gestures for me to follow him to a sleek black car. I hop in the back and ride silently to Near's headquarters.
As we arrive, I am hurried inside and blink a few times before my eyes can adjust to the brightness. It surprises me that I didn't notice how dark and dingy the lighting was at the other place.
Walking into another room, I see Near, dressed in white as always, twirling his hair around his finger.
"Near!" I shout, running up to hug him.
He tenses, before pulling away. Probably not familiar with physical contact.
"Rebel, we have arranged that Light and the Task Force meet us tomorrow at one o'clock at an abandoned warehouse that I purchased. Agent Rester will meet us there with the Life Note. Yes, I know about the notebook, so you do not need to worry about it."
I smile and nod at Near. Well I don't think I have to say anything else, which is nice.
I am shown to a couch and given a blanket and pillow. I didn't sleep though. I only listened to the click of dice as Near built tower after tower of them.
Quickly running to the bathroom, I called Beyond.
"Beyond!" I shout, "I need to talk to you, get your undead ass here now."
"Don't use that kind of vulgar language with me Shrimp, it hurts my feelings."
"Yeah, well it hurts my feeling when you ditch me, so I guess we both feel bad," I snap.
"Listen," I say, "this is important. I need to know how the Death Note and Life Note react together. Cancel each other out."
Beyond thinks about this for a moment, "Well once, those whose names have been written in the Death Note, they cannot die by the Life Note for that time window of twenty to thirty minutes."
When I look at him blankly, he continues, "say that a name gets written in the is getting written in the Death Note. During the time that it takes to kill someone with the Death Note, if you write names to save, in the Life Note, the names written in the Death Note, cannot be substituted. And you cannot die of course, because you having a Life Note means you can't be killed by the Death Note. Does this make any sense at all?"
I nod, "Why have you held back all this information!" I say, and storm back to the room where the couch and blanket and restless sleep await.
Growing anxious as one o'clock rolled around, I worried that Rester would not make it in time. It would only give us an hour. But Near insisted on waiting thirty minutes, for the man who was currently in possession of the Death Note to come to us.
That would give me thirty.
But as promised, Rester came as arrived at the warehouse, and I shook with adrenaline. We all filed in, and stood, waiting for the Task Force to make their entrance.
As we waited, I glanced up in the rafters, where Matt and Mello's cold bodies lay, hidden from anyone who didn't know they were there.
About ten minutes later, the Task Force entered with gasps and shocked expressions.
"Angel, you're working with Near?! How could you betray us? Matsuda cried.
Way to make me feel guilty Matsuda!
Light however didn't look surprised. In fact, he smirked. He actually thinks that he can win?
Near states the thirty minutes, has begun and we wait. And wait. And wait.
Everyone shifts their weight from leg to leg, longing for the thirty minutes to end.
As it does, we see a slight crack in the door. The man who is killing people, for Kira is here now.
"Come in Mikami," Near says coldly, "We know that you've already written down names. It's alright, you have nothing to be afraid of now."
Mikami slowly walks in, and while the attention is on him, I scribble the names of Matt and Mello into the Life Note.
"He wrote our names?!" Matsuda yells.
"Don't worry you won't die!"
"I wouldn't be so sure of that, Near." Light smirks, "I am Kira, and it looks like I win."
He starts to laugh, evilly and the Task Force stares in shock.
But Light seems to choke on his own laugh and sputters, leaning forward. Mikami does the same and they fall to the ground in unison.
"What, just happened?" Mogi asks, looking from Light to Mikami.
We let Mikami write everyone's name in the real Death Note. The only people left whose names were not written, were Light's and Mikami's. When the owners of the Death Note, die, any names written before their time of Death would be cancelled. That's what I had hoped for, and it worked!
Near replies to the Task Force with a simple, "I told you no one would die." And I watch as he turns his hair over and over around his finger.
I can hear slight coughing from above, and we all look up to see Matt and Mello, alive. Fragile, but alive.
I couldn't help but smile. I won, and Light lost.
Kira would no longer be a problem.
Beyond appears beside me, and places a hand on my shoulder.
"This is it, Shrimp," he says.
"What are you talking about Uncle B?"
"My time to move on. My unfinished business has been completed. I'm going to be with L."
I can feel fresh tears start to well up in my eyes.
"I'm so happy for you, Uncle B."
"Good luck, Shrimp," he says, and I can feel his hand dissolve, from my shoulder.
Was that his unfinished business? Getting me to stop Light?
I can't help but feel kind of proud.
We start to walk outside when I get a splitting headache. The pain is so sharp that I drop to my knees.
Black spots swim in my vision and I hear the murmur of voices around me.
Then all I can see is darkness.
"Humans are so interesting."
I hear a throaty voice cackle. Blinking, my eyes open, I am floating. Everything around me is black. Nothing is here. Not a ceiling, not a floor. Just blackness. And floating amongst the blackness is a monster. Glowing yellow eyes, and sharp teeth, picked to the bone of its skin.
"Hello, my name is Ryuk."
"Ryuk?" I say, testing the name.
"The shinigami from Light's Death Note," he explains, "you did something very unsatisfactory."
"What?" I ask confused. I saved everyone. Everything should be alright.
"Every shinigami that drops a Death Note makes a contract with the first person who picks it up. Light, was supposed to die when I wrote his name in my Death Note. But you killed him by substituting him for another human's life using the Life Note. And that wasn't how it was supposed to happen."
"So go talk to Light then," I say a little agitated.
"He's dead, so I can't. My contract must be fulfilled. I can give you two options," he says in his rough voice.
"One," he says holding up a long bony finger, "is that you can return to your world, without another worry about me. But the catch is that you must undo all the lives that you have returned."
I gasp, that would mean I worked so hard to save all the people I loved for nothing! Eddie, Rollins, Sea Bass, Matt, Mello, they would all die!
"What's the second option?" I ask, trying to make sure my voice doesn't crack.
"The second option, is that you let me write your name in my notebook."
"So either I die, or all of the people I saved do?" I ask bewildered.
"That is correct, what is your choice?"
"What happens if I choose neither?"
"Then I will have no choice but to kill all of you."
No, I worked too hard to let them have normal lives, and if I have to die to let that happen, then so be it. It would not be worth it to live life without my friends.
"Go ahead and write my name," I say, closing my eyes.
"Are you sure? It's a big decision…"
"Just do it already!"I shout. He doesn't need to drag this out any longer.
The last thing I hear is the scribbling of a pen on paper.
GUYS THIS WAS MY LAST CHAPTER FOR THIS STORY.
But wait, what was that? A sequel? Yes, I will be writing a sequel to this story. So be sure to check it out.
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