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"What?!"
Light was shocked. He'd barely been here half an hour, but he was already only ten minutes away from becoming a full-time Shinigami?
"Please just listen, and do exactly as I say. Hopefully we can make it in time. Help me up." L said, struggling against the roots holding him down in all directions. Light grabbed his arm and pulled.
L let out an agonising scream of pain as black threads ripped out of his skin. Seeing the usually calm and collected L like this frightened Light, and he began to panic. He tried to get go of his arm, but two newly sprung threads were keeping them together. They both winced as they pulled apart, creating new wounds.
"I have to visit another world briefly to restore my time limit here. I will be right back."
L closed his eyes.
"Wait!" Light started, but L's form had already split into thousands of pieces, he had to simply watch as he evaporated into the stale air of the Shinigami Realm.
He finally lost it and screamed. He was truly alone. He turned and tried to take a step, but his feet were tied down once again. Screaming again, Light ripped at the threads holding his now unrecognisable feet to the floor. He fell to the ground in agony as he felt something emerge from his spine. Blindly reaching for whatever it was, his hands clasped onto three large spikes, made from something that felt like wrought iron, protruding grotesquely from the bottom of his spine. Light couldn't breathe. He choked and wretched.
"Yagami-kun."
Light breathed, thankful. L had returned.
"I told you I would be right back. If this mission is going to work, you are going to have to trust me."
How could he be so placid?
He looked at the detective. He looked just as he had done when he was alive, except somehow brighter. His image looked sharp and more defined, and he was glowing, like the black, white and blue of his usual appearence were made up of a million different shades each. Light could only stare in awe.
"What?" L asked, before noticing. "Oh, yes. Remnants of the Colour World. You'd like it there. Everything has a sort of peace to it. All you can notice is the way things look. Problems sort of seem unimportant..."
"What are we going to do?" Light asked, impatiently, feeling other spikes under his skin that wanted to surface.
"We? We are going to do nothing, Yagami-kun." L explained. "You are going to present yourself to the ruler of the Shinigami, and you are going to argue your case. I am going to tell you what to do."
Great, thought Light. Less than eight minutes of freedom left, and I've got to argue with the ruler of the Shinigami.