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Knight Yagami: Beloved father, husband, police detective, god of the new world.
Iris Yagami: Beloved mother, wife, police detective, goddess of the new world.
Rain Yagami: Beloved daughter, sister, student, princess of the new world.
ArchAngel Yagami: Beloved sons, twins, students, princes of the new world.
Officer Kuroki: A police detective and fellow supporter of Kira.
Alpha-Beta: A Russian music composer and old enemy of Knight.
Extended Summary
It's been eleven years since his last battle. Knight has ruled the world with an iron fist and even started his family with Iris. Things seem to be going fine until he gets an email. Japan has made it illegal to hunt down Kira but someone is breaking that law and worst of all, they know about the Death Note and they know who Knight really is. The enemy this time is an enemy from his past which Knight has always held a grudge against and they're challenging Kira in a way that differs from his previous enemies. Will Knight prevail or will his emotions get the better of him and cost him the battle and his godhood?
March 14th, 2044
Knight Yagami's Apartment
Pure bliss was the best way to describe how Knight was feeling, everything he has accomplished made him feel pure bliss. He rolled over in his sleep, content to stay there in bed and sleep peacefully, not a care in the world. He subconsciously rolled over and put a hand over Iris… his Iris… his wife.
Just the feel of his hand wrapped around her stomach was enough to make him smile. He adored this woman with all his heart and admired her for everything she has done.
"Wake up."
He felt a hand nudge him in the back of the shoulder but he ignored it to continue feeling this blissful moment.
"Wake up!"
Knight ignored the nudge once more. He felt the pattering of feet move away from him and thought, Good, let me rest in peace here.
"WAKE UP!"
A body jumped on top of him, waking him up out of his slumber. Knight groaned and sat up, the person jumping on top of him crawling off and towards the edge of the bed.
"What is it, Archer?"
The name 'Archer' belonged to a nine-year-old boy with medium-length strawberry blonde hair with bright green eyes and an energetic smile on his face. He was sitting on his knee, bouncing up and down with a smile on his face, looking up at Knight.
"Daddy," Archer said, "you're on TV!"
Knight rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before looking Archer in the eyes. "How many times have I told you not to jump on Daddy while he's sleeping?"
Archer shrugged.
"Nine times. The tenth time, I'll take your games away."
Archer laughed. "It was urgent, Daddy. I thought you liked being on TV."
Knight looks towards the door to see an identical-looking boy standing there dressed in baby blue pajamas. "Angel, why didn't you stop your brother?"
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Angel apologized nervously. He started twiddling his thumbs together nervously with a shy look on his face. "I… tried to tell him but… he…"
Knight decided to spare him as the young boy was already trying his hardest to find the words. He turned over and shook Iris awake. "Honey, ArchAngel woke us up because we're on TV."
Iris pulled herself out of bed and walked with Knight into the living room.
"Where's your sister?" she asked.
"Rain is making us scrambled eggs," Archer answered. "How nice of her to cook all of our meals for us."
Knight and Iris sighed, unable to believe that Rain was a step ahead in cooking breakfast for the family.
In the kitchen, a young girl with neck-length red hair stood over a stove, stirring egg yolk in a bowl before pouring it into a pan. She turned around to see her parents and two younger brothers.
Unlike identical twins Archer and Angel, Rain had a blank look on her face, no emotion on her expressionless face.
"Mom, Dad," she droned emotionlessly. "Good morning."
"What are you doing?" Iris asked.
"Making breakfast." She looked over the scrambled eggs. "ArchAngel begged me. Where would they be without their big sis? Definately dead in a ditch."
Archer stuck his tongue at her.
Iris chuckled. "Thank you for taking care of your younger brothers."
"If you say so, Mom." She turned back to the stove.
Knight turned to his sons. "What did you guys wake me up to again?"
The twins turned to the TV, which had the news station on and was paused on the prime minister of Japan. They pressed play on the TV to hear what the prime minister had to say.
"After a unanimous decision..." The prime minister sighed with heavy reluctance, his eyes averted and looking down at the ground in shame. "Japan has decided to sign the doctrine known as the Kira Pact."
The Yagamis gasped.
The crowd went into a frenzy, some people in the crowd calling him a coward, reporters asking him questions, while others were cheering in excitement. Archer quickly muted the TV to hear what his father was about to say.
I've done it, Knight laughed in his head, his eyes and hair turning a dark red color. I'm safe from the authorities in Japan. I've truly succeeded where the original Kira failed. Anyone who comes after me now will be arrested and charged.
Gilth and Masi materialized behind Knight and laughed with him.
He looks toward his family to remind himself of all he has accomplished.
Break, Roach, Maroon, Grudge, Minato Takada, Sora Takada, Muter, the KIA Killer, Chief Kudo, everything I've accomplished led me up to the moment where I have become accepted by Japan, a law passed in my honor, the people protecting me, this is more than I could've hoped for.
He looks at Iris, her hair and eyes turning pink. My accomplice and possessor of the Shinigami Eyes.
He shifts focus to his eldest child and only daughter, Rain, whose eyes and hair turned a gray color.
Rain Yagami, ten years old, the eldest child, always has an emotionless look on her face. She's hard to read but she follows my orders without hesitation. An unflinchingly loyal pawn.
He looks over at his twins and smiles at them. Archer's hair and eyes turned black while Angel's turned white.
Archer Yagami, nine years old, is the most mischievous of my children. A wildcard who is always scheming, even if there's no need to, excels at improvising.
Angel Yagami, nine years old, younger than Archer by twelve minutes, is the most introverted of my children. He would be useless if not for the fact that he is a phenomenal actor.
A tear escapes his eye.
Angel tilts his head. "Daddy, are you okay?"
"I'm okay," he sobbed with a smile. "I... I can't believe it." He wiped the tears away but they kept coming. "I am the god of the new world and the people accept me. I have become a living deity, everything obstacle I've had to overcome has not been for naught. And most of all... I have a family, who love me, support me, and will succeed when my lifespan inevitably ends." He turns to his wife and wraps his arms around her in a hug.
Iris was shocked at the hug, not used to seeing Knight crying and she wrapped her arms around him, their hearts making contact.
Knight turns to his children and hugs each of them, kissing them on their forehead. Rain finished cooking breakfast and went over to give her father a hug.
"Thank you all," Knight cried. "I love you all."
Angel began sobbing and he hugged his father tighter. Knight stroked his son's strawberry blonde hair.
"We are the first living flesh and blood god of the world!" Archer cheered.
Knight nodded. "Yes, we are." He turns to his wife and kisses her on the lips. "My beautiful Iris."
NPA
"What's up, Kip?" An officer greeted Knight 'Kip' Yagami at the front door of the police station
"Not the crime rate." Knight shook the officer's hand. "How have you been, rookie."
"Been keeping thugs in prison so that's good. How have your children been?"
Iris 'Ice' answered first. "Same old. Always flashing their high IQ in front of the class. Last test Archer and Angel took, Archer purposely missed every single question while Angel got every question right. The previous test, the answers were reversed. I'm pretty sure most of the schemes they pull off were thought up by Archer."
"Smart kids." The officer shook Iris's hand. "What about Rain?"
"She's a wild card," Knight described. "Unpredictable. Sometimes she gets a zero, a hundred, a fifty, a twenty-five, a seventy-five; it varies greatly but all three of them get honor roll every month."
"You must be very proud of them."
"We are. They take after us."
Knight smiled with a single nod. Yeah, but mostly from me; I was always number one in Wammy's House.
After finishing greeting the officers, Knight and Iris went to their assigned stations to get to work. Knight checked his schedule and found out that like before, he was getting out at seven. His wife was taking her break at three so she could pick up their kids from school.
Another officer passed them. "How are you doing, Kip?"
"Well," he answered. "You still owe me a basketball game."
"I still owe you for the last two losses."
Ice was greeted by a young officer. "Famous duo, Kip and Ice. I ship you two."
She laughed with a blush. "You should, we're married and have three children."
A female officer passes them. "I'm learning British every time I meet you, Ice."
"Hah, we'll be having a full-blown conversation in 'British' when you master it." She switches to a British accent and says, "Remember that, mate."
The female officer salutes them.
Knight wrapped his hand around Iris's shoulder as they approach a cubicle. "Bonnie and Clyde," he spoke in English so the Japanese officers won't notice. "Romeo and Juliet."
Iris switches to English. "Yeah, Kip and Ice, sounds like a nice duo name."
Knight kissed Iris on the cheek before taking his seat in the cubicle before Iris walks off.
We're both full-time police detectives and have been since we first started here. It's amazing how we both started off as complete nobodies before becoming part-time cops, full-time mass murderes.
Gilth materialized behind him. "You're pretty popular here at the station."
Knight grunted in response.
"You went from a simple high school student to becoming the best detective here at the NPA. I'm proud of you."
Knight said nothing and got to work, seeing what cases were available.
This job is boring. He rested his chin on his knuckles. With no crime rates, there aren't any criminals for me to kill. All the crimes that I do get are usually crimes that aren't premeditated. Like a man losing his temper and impulsively killing his wife before going on the run. The best I could hope for is that a reformed serial killer makes an impulsive kill. But I knew what I signed up for when I got rid of all crime on this planet.
He received a notification on his computer. His eyes brightened with excitement.
Someone sent me a private message. No one sends me a private message unless they have something that's worth my time and more often than not, it's a crime that only 'Kip' can solve.
He read through the email.
KIP, I don't know if you're going to get this message or not but if you do, I want you to know that someone is breaking the law, the Kira Law. I got word that someone is planning on finding Kira and bringing him to justice. I thought that this was a bluff but when I searched through these people's belongings, notebooks with 'Death Note' written across with a list of names inside with 'heart attack' written as a cause of death. I looked up the names in the Death Note and every single person I found died of a heart attack. Autopsy reports showed that all one hundred and twenty people died three days ago.
Knight scrolled through the email to find pictures of a black notebook with 'Death Note' carved on the cover and pictures of the inside pages. There were about thirty pictures in total with the last photo showing 'KIRA MUST BE DEFEATED' written in large sloppy words on the very last page of the notebook.
I don't know if this is a hoax but someone wants to see Kira brought to justice and in accordance with the Kira Pact, these vigilantes must be arrested. I hope their faces are brought to light and Kira kills them.
Sincerely, Officer Kuroki
Knight smiled. Ah, Officer Kuroki, my best friend in the police force. One of the few officers who genuinely believe that Kira is justice, the complete inversion of Chief Kudo.
He saved the email for later before spinning around in his chair. Death Note, how is that possible?
He checks over the list of names found in the photos with the Death Note. All the people with the names listed in the Death Note had died.
His hair and eyes turn a dark red color.
It can't be real, he told himself. There can only be six Death Notes in the human realm and a seventh can't be used until one of the six Death Notes is destroyed or returned to the Shinigami realm. So these vigilantes might not have a working Death Note but they know about the Death Note nevertheless.
He looks over his shoulder, suddenly feeling paranoid.
Officer Kuroki knows about the Death note but she can be trusted. These vigilantes who know about the Death Note can't be trusted, not one fucking bit. I now have a new objective.
He begins researching vigilante groups that oppose Kira.
How did these vigilantes find out about the Death Note in the first place? He sighs heavily. It doesn't matter. I'm going to find these vigilantes and I'm going to kill them all. He had an epiphany. Then again... no need to rush. I can always take my time so it doesn't get boring too quickly.
When lunchtime came, Knight sat at a cafeteria table, minding his own business and eating the green apple slices he brought with him as his wife came over to sit next to him.
"How's it going, sweetie?" Iris asked.
"It's going good, honey." He took a bite of his apple slices. "I think I got a new case to work on."
"Really, what kind of case?"
"A group of vigilantes is trying to undermine Kira."
Iris shrugs. "Don't see what's so significant about this case."
Knight leaned in and said just barely above a whisper, "They know about the Death Note."
Iris had a fork with fish a few inches away from her mouth when she paused. "Are you serious?"
He nodded. He took another bite of his apple. He reaches into his lunch bag and pulls out a packet of caramel and dips his apple slice in it.
"How are you so nonchalant about this?"
"Because I have complete faith that I will uncover the case as always. In all my years working here, when have I never solved a case?"
Iris didn't have to count. "None. Like L, you've solved every case you've ever taken on."
"Exactly. I'm a couple thousand cases away from solving the same number as L. But I'll surpass him in solving crimes. I'll solve twice the number of crimes he did, I'll solve seven thousand crimes."
Iris laughed. "But, L only solves cases with ten or more victims or involve one million dollars. You're solving every crime you come across."
Instead of being offended, Knight took it as a compliment. "This makes me better than L; I don't cherry-pick cases, I solve them all. I'm a hero for helping everyone, he's a villain for ignoring minor cases."
Iris nodded. "I agree."
"Don't say that if you don't mean it."
"No, I mean it." She grabbed his hand. "I'm a supportive spouse."
"That's what I like in a wife: Supportiveness."
Their peaceful conversation was interrupted when an officer sat beside them. This officer put their snacked lunch down on the table and pulled out a chair to sit in it. This officer was a young woman with short black hair and pale skin. She looks at Knight with a blank look on her face.
She smiles. "What's up, Kip."
Knight looked at her with a chuckle. "Not my blood pressure."
"Why are you so worried about your blood pressure, Kip, you are a young man. Young!"
"I don't know if I would consider thirty to be young but thank you." How I miss being a kid... I have more time on my hands to kill criminals. Now I'm working my ass off to pay the bills and leaving my children at school and to be watched by their grandparents when they get home.
Officer Kuroki gave Iris the side-eye. She stared at Iris with a look of contentment on her face, her eyes piercing into Iris's soul.
Iris felt her neck stiffen and she gulped. "What?"
Kuroki smiled again. "Do you like Anpan?" She reaches into her packed lunch and pulls out a sweet bun. "I packed four Anpan today and I was wondering if you liked Anpan."
Iris let out a sigh of relief as she took the sweet bread. "I do, thank you."
"Any time." She turns to Knight. "What about you, Knight?"
Knight shakes his head. "Thanks but I'm good. Have my caramel apples to keep me comfy."
"Well, I'll save one for you just in case." She took a bite of her sweet bread, savoring the taste and taking slow careful bites. "It's the little things you got to appreciate. The little things." She took another bite of the sweet roll.
"I'll say," Iris agreed.
Kuroki finished her sweet bun before pointing to Knight. "Did you get my email?" He nodded. "Did you read it?" Another nod. "What do you want to do, Lieutenant Kip?"
"Start preparations." He clapped his hands together and gathered his trash. "We're going to solve the case in due time, I expect it, but let's not rush." He throws his trash away in the garbage can behind him. "We'll take it nice and slow so as not to burn this whole adventure off too fast."
"I don't recommend slacking off, LT, who knows what those vigilantes could be pulling off. After all..." She leans in and whispers, "they know about the Death Note."
Knight nodded, acknowledging that he heard her. "I understand. But at the rate I solve crimes, it should be solved in three days so why not drag it out to seven days at least? That way, we can have fun."
"Lieutenant, with all due respect, as an officer of the law, you are supposed to solve crimes, not have fun."
Knight scoffed before leaning to whisper in her ear. "And as the god of the new world, you will do as I say."
He pulled back and looked at her, his hair and eyes turning dark red. The aura that surrounded Kuroki was purple as she stared down at the table, not meeting Knight's gaze. When she found the courage to look at him, she looked him in the eyes.
She smiled once more. "Whatever you say, Lieutenant Kip."
Elsewhere
"You think they got the message?" someone asked.
In a small town just outside of Moscow, there was an empty hospital that had been vacant for years. The only people to reside in the place were ten people and they were standing in the surgery room, a lantern lit up for them with food and water before them. They had cleaned the room ahead of time to make sure that no insects or homeless people were inside and just for the sake of cleaning the place up.
Standing in one of the corners was a woman of average height. She had blonde hair tied in pigtails and wore a blue leather jacket. She took out her phone and looked at the recent photos she sent overseas to Japan.
"Thank you for your help," she addressed the boy across the room with golden blonde hair, speaking English with a slight hint of Russian behind the accent. "Honestly, we never would've been able to pull this off without yet. I commend you."
The golden-haired boy scoffed, "I was meant to be commended." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a white chocolate bar and takes a bite. "You would never get this far without me and that's a fucking fact."
The girl smiled. "I don't doubt that. You know, the offer is still on the table if you want to join."
"Nah, I am perfectly content with what I am about to do in my life. They say history repeats itself and I'm going to take down Kira."
"Humble," the blonde woman said. She wasn't calling him 'Humble' as a description, but as his codename. "You'll be playing the bad guy in this scenario, are you sure you want the plan to go down like that?"
Humble nodded. "Yes. My father was a mafia bad guy so why shouldn't I be a bad guy too, Alpha-Beta?"
Alpha-Beta nodded. "Daddy's boy." She crossed her arms over her chest. "In that case, let the operation begin." She addresses the eight other people in the room with her. "With the exception of Humble, we are all children who used to live in the Wammy's House. We were all groomed to be L's successors but I think the time has come for us to be something higher than L. L may be a seemingly supernatural being but Kira is a god and a god surpasses L." She blushes with a smile. "Let's show everyone in the Wammy's House and prove to ourselves that we can choose our own path. Let us all revel in the glory of surpassing all Ls who came before us."
A muscular man wearing a sleeveless shirt held his hand up. "I don't care about surpassing L, just so you know."
An Australian man spoke up. "I'm pretty sure none of us care about L, sheila."
"WHAT!" she shouted. "I had spent hours doing that speech and you say that you don't care about L?!" She puts a hand on her chest and calms herself. "Eh, thanks for nothing. Can you at least pretend to care?"
The muscular man looked at the Aussie and they both nodded.
"We'll be more glorious than L himself," the muscular man spoke.
"We'll make it so that L stands for 'Loser,'" the Aussie added.
"Thank you." Alpha-Beta bowed dramatically. "Now those speech preparations weren't for nothing." She claps her hands and rubs them together like she was trying to start a fire. "Let us meet Kira, all of us. Let us meet Kira and show him what the Ten Lost Children can do. Let's show Kira that L was a cakewalk compared to an army of L successors. Let's show Kira that our combined IQ makes us the smartest beings on the entire planet." She holds her hand up. "We are the Ten Lost Children and we are the smartest beings on this earth!"
"Fuck yeah!" Muscular shouted.
The Aussie thrust his hand in the air. "YAH!"
Hunble took another bite of his white chocolate bar. "Wait till I take down this next generation Kira."
"Once our mission is complete, we shall be free! Free to do WHATEVER WE WANT! ALL HAIL THE TEN LOST CHILDREN!"
Alpha-Beta's hair and eyes turn a violet color. I can't wait to meet you, Lieutenant Kip.
April 1st Omake
The alarm on his bedside table went off. Angel groaned and lazily pressed the snooze button. When he found where his limbs were and what function they served, he sat up and got out of bed. He looked over to see the empty bed beside him.
"Huh, Archer is already up. Why didn't he wake me?" He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and got out of his bed. He found his slippers and put them on. He turned on the light and winced like a feral cat. Once his eyes adjusted, he opened the door.
"I can smell someone cooking." He sniffed the air and sighed. "Scrambled eggs." He walked out into the hall and-
"AAAAAGH!" Angel fell on his rear, screaming in terror and crawling back until his back hit the wall.
A demon had just appeared in front of him in the hallway, its face red with two horns and yellow eyes. It started advancing towards him before it stopped just two feet away.
Angel covered his and cried into his forearms.
"HAHAHA!" the demon laughed. After a few seconds of laughing his ass off, the demon tore its face off to reveal the face of an identical twin named Archer. "You should've seen your face you worthless worm."
Angel looked up at his twin brother, face red from fear and tears threatening to fall.
"Huh?" Archer looked into Angel's eyes. "You gonna cry?"
"No." Angel wiped his eyes. "I'm tired, it's yawning tears... why did you scare me?!"
"It's April Fool's Day, dumbass." He waved the demon mask in his hands. "Aunty Kuroki gave this to me for Halloween last year. Just wait, I'm going to wait in big sis's room and I'm going to scare the living shit out of here... but she's making us breakfast. So I'm going to scare Mom and Dad. Where are they?"
Angel hesitantly pointed to the door at the end of the hall.
"Thank you." Archer put on the demon mask once more. He turned to his parents' door but suddenly stopped. He looked suspiciously over his shoulder at his twin. "You're not trying to pull a fast one on me, are you, Angel? You planning on pranking me back?"
Angel shook his head.
"Are you sure? They say watch out for the quiet and introverted ones."
"I'm not going to scare you," Angel insisted.
Archer contemplated for a second. "Yeah, on second thought, you don't have the guts to pull off a good prank." He walked over to his parents' door. He snickered behind his mask and opened the door and walked in.
Angel sat down in the corner once more, pulling his knees up to his chest and hugging them tightly. He put his head down on his kneecaps. He looked up to his parents' open door to see Archer coming out.
"What?" Angel's brows furrowed.
Archer came walking out of his parents' room, mask off, and face pale as a ghost. He looked over at his twin and sighed in defeat. "Well played, Angel. Well played." A blush spread across his face as he walked away.
"What?" Angel got up and followed him. "What happened?"
"You knew what they were doing in there," Archer accused. "'Can't scare me' my ass." He turned away. "That's the last time I barge into Mommy and Daddy's room without knocking."
"What are you talking about? Hey, Archer, come back. What do you mean? What kind of scare did I pull off?"
Angel walked down the stairs with his hands shoved into his pajama pants. He looked over his shoulder at Angel, eyes full of anger.
You're much more of a schemer than I thought, Angel. I'll never let my guard around you ever again.
Not paying attention, he walked headfirst into the wall.
A/N: What do you think of Knight and Iris as parents? What do you think of their kids?