Death Note
Chapter 37
Lexia held out her new Death Note book in front of her and purposely dropped it into the Human World. When it landed, it fell in front of Nate, who was playing with dominos.
The slapping noise made him look up with full attention.
Near stood up and picked it up off the ground, reading the title.
"Another Death Note? I haven't seen this one before," he said quietly to himself and looked around the empty room. Then he looked up at the solid ceiling, but to Lexia, it felt like he was looking up at her.
She moved her position to sitting on her knees and peered over the hole with excitement.
Near opened the book, starting from the back, skimming through the empty pages until he came to the inside of the cover. The first thing he noticed was the handwriting and how it looked exactly like Lexia's. The moment Nate looked at her signature at the bottom; only one possible answer came to his mind.
She was watching and still technically alive. Of course Near knew he couldn't use this, so why did she drop it? Was she trying to send him a message saying that she was still there or was it something else?
Nate looked around and cunningly put it inside his shirt, to keep it hidden from his workers.
Lexia was overjoyed. Now he was able to see her once she came down. What she was really planning was that Millie didn't need or want the book. She had her Death gun.
Near walked out of the room, where she wasn't able to see him anymore, so he could hide the book.
Lexia got up and dusted herself off. In the distance, behind the boundary, a grey sand storm was coming.
The Nothingness... I wonder what lurks there, L.E.K thought.
She flipped on her hood and began to walk towards the boundary.
Out of all the dust in the air, she was able to make out a large figure. It looked like a hound of some sort, slaying a smaller monster.
She wanted a closer look, but Ryuk warned her not to go in.
L.E.K turned around and went to go find shelter for the sandstorm that was coming.
She managed to find a small cave on the top of a small cliff. Millie settled down behind a rock and watched the storm howl while blowing sand into the entrance.
What am I supposed to do now? She wondered as she sat down, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It was late at night, where Near was. He was sitting on his bed while holding a family picture in a frame, wishing he could see them again. It was very quiet in his life now. One moment, both of his siblings were sneaking behind L's back, trying to get information about Kira, the next, Millie was officially claimed as Assistant Killer. Then L dies, Mello dies, and now L.E.K.
He put the picture down and picked up the Death Note that was lying next to him. Nate opened the cover and re-examine Lexia's signature. Did she want him to use the book? Did she want him to kill Misa Amane? What was the purpose of all this?
These were the questions Near would ask himself, frequently, every time he looked at the note book.
He put the picture and the book on the table, next to his bed, turned out the light and went to sleep, still thinking about his family.
A week later, Near was still unable to trace Misa's location, even with the pin point system. Of course the option of using the Death Note was still available to him.
In the Shinigami Realm, Lexia was sitting on the edge of a small cliff. Behind her was the cave where she stayed hidden from the sandstorms that came by often.
L.E.K's black wings were a little bigger and fully healed. She was practicing moving them before any real attempts of jumping off the hill and taking the chances of falling on her face.
They got sore quickly, so every few minutes she took a break and played with the sharp crescent on her tail and thought about how near was doing. She had hoped that he was still smart enough not to use the book, but that was a mystery to her until she could learn to fly.
In the past week, Lexia learned that the purple flames of her head were called spirit flames, which resembled the lives she had taken. Also that her tail was supposed to be treated as a dagger, for that's what it mostly was.
She looked up at the dark grey sky, full of swirling dark clouds. It never rained to what was beyond that? Sun? More clouds? Maybe darkness? That is another mystery which she'll soon uncover.
Millie didn't stop about thinking of everything she could do when she could fly.
Her wings began to start moving again, slowly.
Has any shinigami ever explored the skies? She thought.
Their slow pace soon began so pick up.
Lexia sighed and looked down at her feet. Beyond that, was the dusty, grey ground. It got boring after looking at no colour for a week. She began to believe that her hair was being drained of it natural blue strands.
Thinking about flying made a burning desire fill her heart. Her wings began to flap faster, ignoring the feeling of aches. Dust began to move from the wind being created. She looked down again and began to inch her way to the very edge.
Her wings stopped moving and a feeling, combined with fear and excitement, began to weld up inside. She was about to push herself off the edge when a nerve screamed out and pulled her back. It was the one thing telling her not to jump, and she had listened.
"Damn," Millie said quietly to herself as she moved away from the edge.
She was not ready to even try.