Chapter 2
The first thing I noticed was the sunlight. It felt strange, alien. Even in whammy's I had never gone outside- but when I did, it hadn't felt this strange. It was warm, tingly where it hit my skin. But most importantly, I didn't feel like a soul. I had a body now, my body felt alive; I felt the pumping of my heart, felt the blood rushing through my veins, tasted the air when I hadn't even been able to taste the food inside, heard noises that I had subconsciously missed, felt alive again- as if I was new to this world.
I ran, the black top underneath my feet was hot from the sun, but I didn't care; it felt well compared to the nothing I had felt for so long. The heat, it reminded me of where I earned my burns. The power of feeling welled up inside me; I was never going back- never. I was free now; my freedom soared through me like an eagle rushing through the air around a mountain.
I didn't really know where I was running to, just running for the feeling. Then it dawned on me that I should get away from this place; somewheres out of the country. I would find L, and I would stand beside him. He would never have to run; I would always be there for him.
I discarded the knife and ran to a cyber café; no one looked at me when I walked in. I sat at a desperately lonely computer in the back and started to look through everyone's bank accounts. I created a new account and deposited money from other peoples accounts into my own. I stopped after reaching a million; it would be suspicious after that- besides it was more than enough. The name I was going as was Lucifer Lavringe. 'He' was from a third world country with no security. They would mail me the correct documents accordingly via an email I had set up with yahoo. Once I received them, I printed them off and put them in my shirt. I checked up on what was going on in the world lately, and was angered instantly.
I saw Kira. Not only was he a shame, but L had revealed that he existed. And for what- only to outrage his opponent. This was careless of L; he didn't normally make such rash movements- which meant that Kira was more entertaining than me, he was a better game than me. That was the most outraging thing about Kira, I hated when someone else was better at something I did.
I checked the location, Japan.
"Oh L… How could you? How could you reveal yourself? I will not let you die, no you are my lawliet. I will come there and be with you, kira will die." I thought. Kira, pitiful. I saw nothing wrong with killing, but killing without even touching your prey was cowardice. He ruined the art of killing, killing was an art. And, being an artist, I owed it to society to kill kira. I'd be slow, showing him what art truly is. I giggled like mad, thinking about what I'd do to him. And then I'd show L, he'd be so happy and relieved. We'd finally be on the same level.
Did kira think he was better than L? I thought the same thing before he caught me. I've been thinking about nothing but my lawliet for three years and have come to the conclusion that he is divine. He can't be surpassed, only equaled. Did kira think that he could be his equal, he could never equal L- he was dirt. He was going to be my little toy until I get sick of him.
I grabbed a disinfecting wipe and wiped my fingerprints from the keyboard, wiping my hands as well. I could pass as a germephobe. I then got into different clothes, shoplifting- who knew? I ticket for the next flight to Japan and headed to the airport.
I got on the plain after a few hours of waiting and sat down in a first class seat. I decided to take a 'nap'. I was deathly afraid of heights. People were so two faced, I'm a murderer because that's the way they made me.
The plane finally landed in Tokyo and I did some more thievery, only in the auto section this time. I managed to get to the kanto region, one aching headache and a pissed off half shinigami later. I parked and got into a hotel that I got from and settled down with a laptop and waited. I could be patient, if I wanted to be.
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