Warning: Slight sexual content.
May 26th, 2031
11:30 PM
It's been roughly fifteen minutes since the teenagers were brought down and incapacitated. An ambulance was called to bring in the three teenagers shot while Daichi was stuffed in the back of a police cruiser.
"So, how did I do?" Soma questions like a child wanting to see if he impressed his father.
"Good work on stopping three of the perpetrators," Kudo said. "But now's not the time, we need to interrogate them."
Kudo walks to the back door of his police cruiser and he opens the door. He grabs the injured teenager firmly but not too firmly as he was still hurting and brought him down to his knees.
"Daichi," Kudo said in a soft and gentle voice, "are you okay?"
"You ran me over," Daichi hissed in pain.
"That was my fault. But I need to know: Where are the pages of the notebook?"
Daichi bit his lower lip and began sweating.
"We know that you are Keiri's accomplices."
"How did you know?"
"A young officer within the police force managed to narrow down the list of suspects to two groups of four-men teams and we have two people who are able to see the god of death. We have one here in this neighborhood with the other in the otherneighbor. They spotted the Shinigami following you and exposed you as the accomplices."
Daichi bared his teeth nervously.
"Keiri made us do this!" he cried in desperation. "He told us that if we didn't then he will murder our loved ones!"
Like Murasaki, Kudo thought.
"If you cooperate and tell us where the pages of the notebook are-"
"I don't want to be sentenced to death!"
"I'm sure we can figure something out."
"But you'll still send me to prison for being a member of the Yakuza."
"Given as to how you're a minor and nonviolent member of the Yakuza, serving only as a scout of them, we could work out something."
Daichi inhaled and exhaled deeply, listening to the sounds of his heartbeat pumping fast in his chest.
"In my back pocket," Daichi whispered, "I have one page of the notebook, same for the others." He remembered how Soma shot his friends. "Speaking of which, will Leiko, Sosuke, and Kaemon be alright?"
"They'll be fine, I shot them non-fatally," Soma said. "They'll spend some time in the hospital but they'll be alright."
Kudo reached into Daichi's back pocket and retrieved a folded-up paper of the Death Note, completely blank of any writing.
"What did you do with the other pages?"
"We burned them after we filled the names out." Daichi sighed as he calmed himself down.
Kudo looked around, rotating clockwise before his view was obscured by a large stomach. When he followed to the top of the stomach, which required him angling his head upwards, his eyes fell into the gaze of Muter.
He yells in terror and falls to the ground.
The other officers look at him.
"What is it, chief?" Soma asked.
"It's the monster!"
Soma touched the scrape of the notebook and followed the chief's gaze into Muter's eyes.
He yelled and landed on his ass and crawled away, nearly bumping into Daichi.
"You remind me of Touta Matsuda," Muter said to Soma.
"Who the hell is that?"
Muter sprouted his wings. "Nobody to worry your head about." He flies up.
"Where did he go?" Soma asked the chief.
"Probably back to Keiri." He grabbed his phone.
At the Police Station
With Kudo and Soma out, Knight and Iris stayed behind to watch the chained Sora in the interrogation room from the observation room. They sat in complete silence before Knight's phone went off.
"Knight," Kudo gasped, "we've caught Keiri's accomplices."
Knight's eyes went wide and turned dark red.
I've won.
"It's over, Keiri has been defeated."
"The Shinigami, I saw it. I touched the pieces of the paper and I saw him flying up into the sky; I think he's flying back to the station."
Perfect, exactly as planned.
"Based on Sora's earlier statement, I doubt he'll really be a threat. I'll let Hayate and Yamane know."
He hung up the phone and put it in his back pocket.
Iris watched the back of his head, narrowing her eyes and taking in the detail of his reddish-blonde hair.
"Good news?"
"I've just received news that is so great that it makes God himself happy: Keiri's accomplices have been caught." He turned to face her. "And Muter is flying back."
She remembered the plan.
"I don't want to see Sora's head cave-in," Iris winced.
Knight laughed and walked over to her. "I'll make it up to you. Maybe we'll go out for steak and eggs, pig intestines, bloody marys."
Iris put a hand over her mouth. "Stop it, Knight."
He laughed. "I'm just kidding." He looked over in the observation room to stare at the motionless Sora. "There is something I need to do, however."
He left the room to enter the interrogation room.
The room wasn't dim this time and the lights were on so brightly it could blind someone which is why Knight tried not looking at the light.
It didn't matter as he moved over to the interrogation table and leaned on it with his hands.
Sora felt the vibration of someone putting their hand on the table.
"You lost," Knight said, "I won; Daichi and his small gang were caught."
Sora remained still.
"I narrowed down the list and I sent the information to the police. Chances are, they'll be let off with a slap on the wrist while you will be sentenced to life in prison, at least until you reach the death date you wrote in your notebook."
Sora said nothing.
"You gave me a game to play and I won. I beat you at your own game and the reward was the location of your notebook." He leaned until his face was inches from her face. "Where. Is. Your. Fucking. Death Note?"
Sora bowed her head. "It's at a storage unit three miles from my younger brother's apartment. Kanto Storage, Storage Unit #513. It's been stuffed in a hollowed-out bible; it has a white cover that says 'Justice'."
Knight smiled.
"And how can I trust your word on this?"
"I told you, it's a game where it's win-win in the end. You are still my idol but you killed my younger brother. If you won then my idol will be able to continue to serve justice as a god, if you lost, my brother will receive justice and Kira will be remembered as a mass murderer with his identity revealed while I will be remembered as a goddess who took down a god."
She looked at him through the blindfold. He helped remove her blindfold so he could look her directly in the eye. He gripped the sides of her face and inched his face towards her.
"I have no cards to play," she said when she could feel his warm breath against her face. "I've lost."
Knight studied her, studying her hard to make sure she wasn't pulling any fast ones on her.
"Muter is on his way right now."
"Ah, yes, as expected."
"Thank you, Sora."
She looked at him with a confused look.
"For making this an interesting experience," he finished.
Sora smiled at him. "You are welcome."
And right on cue, Muter phased in from the ceiling and landed behind Sora.
"Teru Mikami," Knight said, "Muter." He flashed the cheekiest grin he could at him.
Twenty minutes later, Hayate and Yamane came into the interrogation room with handcuffs.
They removed her from the interrogation table and hauled her up. They cuff her hands tight together and make sure the blindfold Knight removed earlier is bound tight around her eyes.
They can't see Muter, Knight observed from the observation room. On the phone, Kudo said that he could see Muter, and chances are, he's on his way right here. But once Muter is dead, he won't be able to see him anymore.
Hayate and Yamane escorted her into the hallway and down the elevator into the parking garage, Knight and Iris following.
Muter was following close behind.
Gilth and Masi, a dozen feet behind Muter, trailed him. Every limping step they took following Muter was a step closer to Sora being put in the back of the police car, twenty yards away.
Gilth and Masi looked and each other and a silent conversation transpired between the two.
It's now or never!
Gilth lunged for Muter and tackled him to the ground.
The sudden commotion caused the calm Sora to jump out of her skin and go cold.
"What's wrong?" Hayate asked. "The thought of going to jail suddenly scares you?"
Muter elbows Gilth off of him and picks himself up. He quickly closes the distance between them and punches the Shinigami in the face. Gilth retaliates by grabbing the skeletal hammer holstered on his back and swung it like a baseball bat. Muter ducked and punched Gilth in the stomach. He brought his other fist up to connect to Gilth's jaw. Gilth's grip on the hammer relaxes and slips from his grip.
Muter shoved Gilth back and picked up the hammer. He swung it above his head like a sledgehammer and nearly capped Gilth in the skull.
Gilth jumped back in time but Muter quickly brought his hand back and hammered it into Gilth's jaw and knocked the Shinigami on his back.
"Delete!" Muter raised the hammer halfway above his head when-
"Ay-oh!"
Muter halted his attack and looked over his shoulder to see Masi waving her hands above her head like she's directing a plane.
"You!" he shouted, "you again!"
"What's up, Muter; it's me! Masi!" she laughed. She slowly started walking backward.
"You, I stole a piece of your Death Note but Minato nor Sora were able to see you."
"Yeah, that's because my brilliant son tricked you into stealing a regular scrap of paper." She started picking up the pace of walking backward.
Muter lowered the hammer and gripped the bottom with one hand while the other hand gripped the middle of the hammer. He started pacing towards her menacingly.
"Knight Yagami is your son?"
His eyes widened as a vision flashed before his eyes.
"Where are you, Misa? Where's Takada?"
Misa, Masi? She must be the Shinigami reincarnation of the second Kira.
"I love Light with all my heart but it's not his fault that he died."
"He cried for you when he died," Muter laughed, "and he was flopping on the ground like a worm. Your lover is nothing but a pathetic piece of shit." He smiled. "He deserved nothing but death."
Masi's wide smile dropped slightly before returning to its original position.
"At least it wasn't his destiny to kill himself."
Muter halted for a second but resuming his stalking towards her. "What do you mean?"
"Gilth told me everything and ever since I found out that my husband died and that he was defeated by Near, I thought that maybe Near cheated and used the Death Note to manipulate you in the warehouse. That is until I remembered a rule in the notebook: 'Humans that have traded for the eye power of a god of death will see a person's primary life span, and will not be influenced by the Death Note.' Ibata made the deal for the eyes and he couldn't be influenced by the Death Note. This all proves that Near didn't use the Death Note and therefore, you were not influenced by the Death Note. You screwed up Kira because of your genuine incompetence."
She stopped walking backward.
"You want to hear something interesting, Muter? You were destined to die that day. Because you traded for the Shinigami eyes, you lost half the years remaining in your lifespan, and since I proved that there is no way the Death Note could've controlled and influenced you, the day you died in the warehouse was because it was your destiny. Even if the outcome was different and you didn't mess up in the end, you still would've died that day or ten days later."
Muter stopped pacing five feet away from her.
Masi began laughing.
"You lost as a human and you lost as a Shinigami! You are a pathetic waste of space and I'm glad you died a slow and painful death all those years ago, you worthless piece of trash."
Muter charged at her with a roar. He swung the hammer over his head and brought it down.
Masi jumps out the way in time...
...but the hammer still made contact, evident by the fact that blood splattered on Hayate and Yamane's face.
Iris averted her eyes.
Knight closed his eyes.
Hayate and Yamane gasped.
Sora dropped to her knees, her caved-in head limping forward with blood making a pool at her knees from her skull.
"Holy shit!" Hayate screamed. "What the hell happened; her fucking head just exploded!"
Muter looked at the hammer in his hand and instantly noticed the blood at the end and he looked at what it made contact with and saw a motionless Sora with her crushed head.
Iris buried her face into Knight's shoulder and started gagging.
Knight smiled.
Exactly as planned.
"This is my plan," Knight began. "We're going to kill two birds with one stone. We are going to get Muter to kill Sora."
"What do you mean?" Gilth asked. "You mean trick him into writing Sora's real name down?"
"No, we're going to trick Muter into killing Sora without the Death Note."
Gilth gasped. "That's right, the rules!"
Knight nodded. "Exactly."
Knight reached for his original notebook and read over a few rules that had been scratched out.
'There are laws in the world of gods of death. If a god of death should break the law, there are 9 levels of severity starting at Level 8 and going up to Level 1 plus the Extreme Level. For severity levels above 3, the god of death will be killed after being punished. For example, killing a human without using the Death Note is considered as the Extreme Level.'
"So we trick Muter into killing Sora without the Death Note. He'll kill Sora and then Muter will be punished and executed."
"Wow," Masi cheered, "that's so smart."
Knight looked at Gilth and Masi with a serious expression. "This means this is a fight between Shinigami. Sora would never kill me without the Death Note and the same goes for Muter as well. This means that killing Muter will depend on all four of us."
"But how will we pull it off?" Masi asked.
Knight contemplated before he spoke.
"We kidnap Sora and wrap her in a bodybag. After that, Dad, you get into a brawl with Muter and when you're fighting, pretend to drop your hammer on accident and allow Muter to pick it up. Once that happens, lead him swinging and bashing your way, and just when he's about to strike, move out the way so he'll cave Sora's head in with the hammer."
Iris cringed. "That's so brutal, Knight." She nervously twirled her hair around her finger. "But does it have to be this way?"
Knight looked at her. "We've already established that Muter will not risk his life to save Sora." He paused. "I also came up with a theory that if Sora were to die, then he would make me the owner of Sora's Death Note, which would allow him to kill me with ease as he would be attached to me."
Iris gasped and looked at the floor. "Sora's head is going to cave in?"
"This is the only way."
We weren't able to put her in a bodybag but I say the plan went off without a hitch.
Muter dropped the hammer in shock and looked at his hands as if they were covered in blood but they were (metaphorically).
Gilth crawled over and snatched his hammer back and backed away, walking over to stand by Masi's side.
"You understand what you've just done?" Gilth said. "You killed a human without using the Death Note. In the Shinigami world, killing a human without a Death Note warrants Extreme Punishment." He smiled. "You know what's going to happen now? You're going to get dragged back to the Shinigami realm and you're going to be tortured before being killed. And this time, once you die, you die."
He looked over at the caved-in Sora.
"Like Sora Takada." He looks over Muter's shoulder at the end of the parking garage. "And looks like the welcome wagon is already here."
Muter turned around and laid eyes upon three gods of death.
The Shinigami on the left was Daril Ghiroza and the Shinigami on the right was Hurte.
The Shinigami in the middle, the one sitting on a throne... was Armonia Justin, the Shinigami King's right-hand man.
"Hey, it's you," Hurte exclaimed, "the newcomers, you're the ones responsible for Grudge, Grem, and Pike dying. You're not killing me, you wretches!"
Daril Ghiroza laughed as she scanned her surroundings. "The human world is looking a little better the last time I visited."
"Muter," Armonia Justin hissed. "You understand what you did, right?"
Muter started sweating. "I..."
"You killed a human without using a Death Note. This calls for extreme level punishment." He let that sentence linger. "Once you've been tortured the worst punishment imaginable, you'll be put down like a dog and the only hope you have for survival is the Shinigami King himself, except he created the law in the first place. He really hates it when Shinigami kill without using the Death Note."
"It was them," Muter pointed at Gilth and Masi. "It was his hammer!"
"But you were the one who swung it." He interlocked his fingers with his elbows resting on the arms of the throne. "Muter, you are hereby sentenced to Extreme Level Punishment and once you've endured this punishment, you will be killed."
Daril Ghiroza and Hurte reached for a chain on the backside of the throne and started swinging them in the air like a lasso.
"Better you than me, asshole!" Hurte shouted. "You killed Pike and Grem!"
They launched the chains in the air and they interlocked around Muter like a spider's web. They wrapped tightly around his body, bounding his arms to his chest and legs together. They yanked the chains back and Muter fell on his back and screamed as he felt himself get dragged across the ground like a brick.
When he was within five feet of the throne, the chains locked together with a lock that materialized in the center of Muter's chest. Hurte picked up Muter and carried him above his shoulder, sprouting his wings and about to fly until he was distracted when Muter's Death Note fell from his pocket.
Daril Ghiroza bends over to pick it up and was about to pocket it when a voice called.
"Give us the notebook!" Gilth yelled. "We want the notebook; we wish to stay on earth a little while longer and we wish to have a human own that Death Note."
"Oh god!" Hurte panicked as he laid eyes on Gitlh. "It's you, you're the Shinigami who dropped the Death Note that started the mass-killings of the humans. Grudge, Grem, and Pike are all dead because of you. I don't want you anywhere near me or Darry." He turned to the female Shinigami. "Darry, give him the notebook; if this notebook is given to a human, it'll total to six Death Notes in the human world, meaning the chances of another Shinigami being killed for the notebook will be slim!"
Daril Ghiroza looked at him before turning over to Armonia Justin.
"I have no objections," the Shinigami right-hand man said.
Daril Ghiroza dropped the notebook on the ground and kicked it over to Gilth and Masi. "If you want to hang around in the human world, then have fun."
Gilth picked up the notebook and as he watched the Shinigami disappeared into the shadows, he reached into his pouch, took out a potato chip...
...AND ATE IT!
Knight smiled evilly as his hair and eyes turned a dark red color.
I've gotten rid of everyone in my way. Minato and Sora Takada are dead. Muter has been dragged to hell, and Keiri is nothing anymore. There are now six notebooks in the human world and I am the owner of all of them. There will never be another opponent with a Death Note nor were there be any humans with the Shinigami eyes.
He looks at Iris.
And better yet, I have the Shinigami eyes with me.
May 27th, 2031
The Yagami Household
Knight sat at his desk, pencil in hand, and laid out all notebooks in his current possession.
There was the notebook he first got from Gilth in October of last year.
There was the notebook the Takadas used when he retrieved it from their storage unit.
Then there was Muter's notebook, which was given to him shortly after Muter's death sentence.
Knight flipped open the Takadas' notebook and pressed the lead of the pencil to the paper.
"There hasn't been a single Kira worshipper or supporter die all day," he said. "While there are still riots, they will be contained shortly no doubt."
Masi materialzied behind him.
"Knight," she called out. "I have something to say."
When did she NOT have something to say? he thought. Dad is with Iris at the moment so I guess I'm her only source of conversation. She's not THAT annoying.
He rotated in his chair. "What's up, Mom?"
"That story you told Minato, about how you fell in love with Kira in the first place, was it true?"
"Yeah, of course it's true. How could I forget Mayu and Toma Kamiya, the best foster turned adoptive parents a kid like me could have."
"Did they hit you?"
"Only if I was misbehaving or being a brat but they were not abusive."
"Did they neglect you?"
"They treated me like their own flesh and blood and made sure I was safe at all times."
"Did they... force you to like Kira?"
He laughed at this question. "They did not force me to support or worship Kira; they told me who he was but they also told me that I don't have to like Kira if I don't like him. They said don't feel pressured into saying something you don't mean but my love for Kira, it was natural."
Masi looked at Knight with wide eyes and slowly broke into a crying face. She lunged and hugged him.
"What's going on, Mom?'
She pulled herself back. "I feel like I owe you an explanation for what happened."
Knight cocked his head with interest.
"Ever since my memories returned to me being the second Kira when Ryuk dropped the notebook in the human world, I was going to groom you to be his successor. But, I also knew that Light lost to L's successor, and given as to how easily I was captured by the original L, I stood no chance. And if the task force who took down your father found out that I had a child, his child, I feared they might take you away from me."
Knight clenched his fists and ground his teeth.
I wished I wrote that the SPK and Japanese Task Force would die slowly and painfully, Knight thought, I should've made them suffer beyond anything imaginable.
Masi started crying.
"My original mission of grooming you to be Kira's successor failed before it even started. I thought I could do it on my own but I knew that if the police took you away from me, they wouldn't kill you, they would raise you to hate Kira. They would raise you to hate your father and I didn't want that for you. So, on the one-year anniversary of your father's death, I handed you over to an orphanage that worshipped Kira and I changed your first name to Kishi."
"And from the orphanage," Knight thought, "Kishi was taken into the care of Mayu and Toma Kamiya's care and became Kishi Kamiya." He licked his lips. "And the rest is history." He looked up at his mother.
"I'm sorry for abandoning you, Knight," she cried, "I understand if you hate me, you have every right to, I just-"
"Mom, I have nothing to hate you for. I am grateful for what you have done. Had you been stubborn and held onto me, the task force would've raised me to hate Kira without giving me a choice. Had you not given me away, I never would've been the person I am today." He flashed a smile at her. "I'm happy, happier than I've ever been in my entire life. Thank you, Mom, for everything."
Masi broke down in tears and hugged her son again.
He returned the gesture.
"Speaking of which, there is something I need to do with Murasaki and Minori Kagami."
May 27th, 2031
Church X of Kira
Murasaki and Minori Kagami's roles in the Keiri battle came to an end. They had spotted the Shinigami traveling behind a group of teenagers and called them out, ending the murder of the Pro-Kiras and stopping the mass-murdering Anti-Kira once and for all.
They left their son with a sitter and drove down to the burnt Church X of Kira. They left their car parked out in the front and walked inside the church. They stood before the altar and kneeled with a praying gesture. They bowed their heads and closed their eyes before they started praying.
"Kira-sama," they both whispered.
"It's over," Murasaki said, "it is finally over. Minato Natsuki and Sora Hajima are both dead, their accomplices are in the hospital, and their Shinigami is gone." She opened her eyes and looked upon the altar. "Kira-sama, the battle is finally over. Please, I am grateful to have helped you and everything, but I wish to continue my life as is with my husband, son..." she put a hand to her stomach, "...and my unborn daughter."
"It's going to be a boy," Minori whispered and nudged her elbow. "Just watch."
She laughed.
"I am grateful for what you have done," a deep voice spoke behind them.
Neither had to turn around to know who it was.
"And I believe you deserve an award for helping me out in this battle."
Murasaki and Minori look forward with wide eyes, refusing to disrespect their Lord Kira by setting their sights on him.
Gilth the Shinigami phased through the altar and stood before their bowing selves.
"Do you both wish to live life normal? To raise your son and unborn child together?"
"Yes," they answered in unison.
"Then there is one last final request I must make to you two." He pauses to pull something out based on the ruffling sounds they heard. "I forfeit ownership of these two Death Notes."
Gilth reaches out and grabs the two Death Notes from this unseen human and drops them before the two Kira worshippers.
"Pick up the Death Notes," Kira ordered.
They obeyed.
"You are now the owner of these Death Notes, the same notebooks which you touched which allowed you to see my two Shinigami. Now, you are going to forfeit ownership of these Death Notes to Gilth whilst making a request to erase all your memories involving the Death Note."
"What?" Murasaki gasped, "I won't remember anything?"
"This is the price that comes with wanting to live life normally. Do you want to become a permanent minion to my will or do you want to raise your son and unborn child with your loved one?"
Murasaki contemplated her next move.
"You will remember meeting me perhaps, maybe even stopping the Keiri accomplices, but you will not remember anything involving the Death Note, ie, the Shinigami, the Death Note, etc, etc. You will remember this experience, just not the entire picture."
Murasaki hesitated but answered, "I am willing to pay the price."
Minori side-eyed her.
Good choice, Mura-Sama.
"Hand the Death Notes to the Shinigami and say, 'I forfeit ownership of this Death Note and wish to erase all memories involving it'."
Murasaki closed her eyes sad as she handed the Death Note up to the Shinigami, her husband copying her.
In unison, they spoke: "I forfeit ownership of this Death Note and wish to erase all memories involving it."
Gilth smiled and took the Death Notes back.
Kira exited the church.
Murasaki and Minori looked behind them to find the church to be empty. They looked at each other and back at the altar.
"Let's pray before we get back to our son," Minori said. He put his hand down on her stomach. "Let's pray for our son."
She grabbed his hand. "I'm telling you, it's going to be a girl."
The Yagami Household
It was midafternoon when Iris came over with her notebook. She was invited into Knight's bedroom and sat at the desk with a computer set up in front of her.
They laid out all six Death Notes on the desk.
Knight and Iris's notebooks with black covers.
Break and Grudge's notebooks with red covers.
The Takadas and Muter's notebooks with white covers.
After opening up all three notebooks, Knight pulled up three criminals on his computer and they worked together to kill them. First, they touched each other's notebooks and pulled out their pencils.
"Gilth," Knight called, "are you sure we can accomplish this?"
Gilth nodded. "The rule is:
'If someone possesses more than one Death Note, by visualizing the victim, then writing down the name in one of the Death Notes and the cause of death in the other, it will take effect. The order, however, is unimportant, if you write down the cause of death in one Death Note and afterward, write the name in the other, it will take effect. This can also be accomplished by two Death Note owners working together. In this case, it's necessary that the two touch each other's Death Notes'."
"So," Masi began, "as long as you guys are in physical contact with each other's Death Notes, the deaths will happen."
"Thank you."
Iris wrote the name down while Knight wrote the cause of the death in the other. Once the criminal died, they closed up both notebooks before taking out the next pair of notebooks and repeated the process.
After killing all criminals and closing the notebooks, Knight stacked them on top of each other and placed them under the desk.
"Good work, Iris," Knight praised. "We now own all six Death Notes in the human world, the max number that can exist in this realm, and we each own half. And thanks to what you have done, we now have the Shinigami eyes in our possession."
She averted her gaze. "Yeah," she whispered softly.
Knight cocked his head. "What's wrong, Ice?"
"I didn't really do much," she said, "I didn't do anything helpful. It was Murasaki who caught Keiri's accomplices. It was you who came up with the plan involving Ibata. It was you who came up with the plan to draw out Keiri using L's name. You were the one who came up with the plan to kill Sora and Muter. Minato's name could've been figured out so easily that the Shinigami Eyes weren't necessary. And Sora turned herself in so using the eyes to see her absent lifespan was unnecessary. Even when I was going to be burned to death in a fire, I needed the power of the Death Note to save me."
She looked down at the ground, her eyelids getting heavy as the emotions welled up inside of her.
"Even with my combined intelligence with my sister, I still could not match up to you in the Wammy's House; I also came second. I don't think I deserve to be your accomplice."
Knight slowly looked over at Iris's head, his eyes trailing down to her eyes, where he could see tears welling up in her ducts as she lowered herself to sit on her knees.
He got down to one knee and lifted her chin up with his index finger.
"Iris, you were the one who deduced that Keiri has a personal connection to Kiyomi Takada. You were the one who sacrificed half their remaining lifespan to get the eyes. You were the one who created the skin-color face mask so I could hide in plain sight and the tape recorder which recorded Minato and Sora's conversation that exposed him. You helped me narrow down the list of suspects for Keiri's accomplices." He ran a hand down the right side of her hair. "If you were a strategist, you would be just like me. If I was an artist, I would be just like you. You are the yin to my yang. You are the Harley Quinn to my Joker." He put his other hand on the other side of her hair. "You are useful."
He leaned forward to bestow a soft kiss on her lips.
Iris's felt their lips connect and felt her heart starting to pump in her chest.
Knight, she said softly in her mind, I'm so in love with you.
Knight pulled away. "As a matter a fact, I want to give you something as a reward." He grabbed her by the hands and lead her towards the edge of her bed and sat her down. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head and threw it to the floor. "Of course, only if I had your consent."
She eyed his six-pack and a blush crept across her face.
"You already got to see what was under this knight's shining armor, would you like to feel what's under this knight's shining armor?"
"Later," Gilth waved.
He and Masi phased floor and downstairs before things got awkward.
Iris stared at him with mixed emotions running through her mind. She licked her lips and stared at his sixpack, getting the urge in her hand to feel over his biceps.
Should we really do this? she thought. Should I indulge or...
She looked him in the eyes and answered. "Yes..."
Knight smiled at her before leaning in to kiss her.
Iris grabbed the back of Knight's head and pulled him in to deepen the kiss.
Before they could tongue-kiss, Knight pulled away to look her in her beautiful green eyes.
"Thank you, Iris," he whispered, "you and Iona were the only kids in the Wammy House who were nice to me. You were the only ones who didn't shoot me down when I expressed my love for Kira. Thank you, Iris, for being so kind to me."
"No, thank you."
This caught him off guard. "For what?"
She reinitiated the kiss.
You are everything I wish to be, Iris thought.
When my sister and I were first admitted into the Wammy's House, we both thought you were cute. You were so cute and handsome and outgoing, it made me feel shame for being a quiet introvert. But as the years went by, the more I began to fall for you. The way you fought for your beliefs, despite people talking down on you... I could never do that; I'm too timid to stand my ground and that's why I fell for you. I wanted to be like you, I wanted to be a better person because of you. I wanted to come out of my shell because of you.
Iris's hands traveled down to touch his abs.
Knight grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. His hands groped her breast.
She moaned.
I will always be there for you, Knighty, I was there for you in the Wammy's House, I'll be there for you when you die.
They made love.
May 28th, 2031
Mountaintop
Knight was dressed in a white cloak and held a lit candle holder in his hand and followed the army of Kira worshippers in white cloaks up a mountain. This time, it was necessary as the moon out tonight was waxing crescent and there wasn't much illumination.
Knight laid his Death Note flat on the ground and took out a pencil.
Knight stayed quiet and looked over his shoulder to see the other worshippers behind. He kept his face hidden with his sleeve as he counted the different kinds of people he could spot.
The elderly, the pre-adolescent, the infants, the spouses.
All known members of the Yakuza situated within the Kanto region committed suicide, courtesy of Sora Takada prior to her death.
Knight turned his attention forward and continued to climb up the mountain.
All members of the Yakuza whose names and faces weren't public dropped dead from heart attacks.
The silent, marching crowd of Kira Worshippers slowed to a stop near the edge of the mountain.
Kaemon Katagiri met up with his Yakuza girlfriend outside the hospital. They got one kiss in each other before they both collapsed from a heart attack.
The Kira Worshippers parted to make room for a female Kira worshippers to walks towards the edge of the mountain.
It's a rule that only one's family was allowed to visit patients in the hospitals and when Aika came to visit, she held her six-month-old son in her hands, unable to believe she was going to meet Sosuke and the three of them could be a family once more. When she opened the hospital room, she saw Sosuke Chiba laying on the ground, a hand clutching his chest.
Knight was sure that the woman who stood at the edge of the mountain was Murasaki Kagami but he didn't both to check. He hoped that she was up on this mountain though.
Leiko was under when she was getting surgery to remove the bullet in her hand. The surgeons were doing their best to not make a mess but they slightly panicked when her heartrate monitor suddenly spiked before flatlining.
The female worshipper got on her knees and put the candleholder down. She then interlocked her hands together.
"I'm leaving the Yakuza," Daichi said as he stepped out the hospital's front doors. "I hope Leiko, Sosuke, and Kaemon are-" he was cut off when he felt his heart pound painfully in his chest. He grasped his chest and collapsed to his knees. He gagged for air and tried reaching out for an invisible hand in front of him before falling flat on his face.
The Kira worshippers copied the female Kira worshipper's actions and got down on their knees and began praying.
Knight prayed, not for Kira, but for the ones who introduced him to Kira.
"Mayu and Toma Kamiya," he whispered softly, "Light Yagami and Misa Amane." He looked up in the sky. "Thank you...
...for making me the god of the new world."
Only 6 Death Notes are allowed to exist at a time in the human world. Of course, the Death Note that the god of death owns does not count. This means only 6 gods of death that have passed on their Death Note to humans can stay in the human world.
One god of death is allowed to pass on Death Notes to only 3 humans at a time.
It is possible for a single god of death to hand out up to 6 Death Notes, for example, by handing 3 humans 2 Death Notes each.
In other words, one human could own all 6 Death Notes.
However, if a seventh Death Note is owned by a human in the human world, nothing will happen even if used.
And that is the end of the Anti-Kira arc. I gotta say, I am mentally exhausted after writing this. I wanted to make sure this fic was finished before June because I didn't want to go beyond six months doing one arc so this is the conclusion of the second arc. I have plans for a third arc but because I am mentally exhausted and overwhelmed with personal stuff at home, this fic isn't going to be updated for a while but I promise, I have more in store for you with the next arc.
And to the guest who keeps leaving me such kind reviews, thank you. Thanks a lot for your reviews. There is still a lot I need to learn but yes, I am a great writer. And as for making a manga or anime adaption of this series, I doubt they'll make an anime out of this and I am not a good artist. Even so, I don't believe I have the patience to do a manga series; I'm better off writing than illustrating but thanks for the praise anyways.
Well, that's all I have to say. Thank you for reading and don't forget to leave reviews behind.