I apologise for the shortness of the chapter...I just wanted to post SOMETHING!

Anyway, disclaimers: I don't own Death Note. But darn I wish I could draw like that..I'd be rich.


It had been around 2 months when the Task Force grew weary of the supposed 'Spirit' or 'Ghost' haunting their workplace torturing them daily.

It would make loud bangs appear from nowhere waking most all of them up, the only one not bothered by this occurrence was L himself.

He didn't sleep which allowed him the convenience to ignore this sign of something otherworldly being present. Matsuda had become interested in ghosts after his own encounter with the 'L Ghost' as he called it in his own mind.

On this particular day the workload was small, and they were complete with any and all things by an early time. Some of them were attempting to beg L into giving them a day off.

He had agreed only to call them all back at Three AM that same night. He had an idea, that since it was obvious that this 'ghost' actually existed then maybe it was a criminal he had lead to their arrest that had died.

Matsuda thought that it was a good idea, and, L lead the team to a large room filled with filing cabinets.

He chewed on the tip of his thumb, a quirk that Light called childish. "These are the files on all of my cases. If we look through them and call the perpetrator's names out loud maybe it'll bring that ghost here."

Some of the group jumped to it, might as well since they couldn't go back home anyway. Matsuda jumped to work, hoping that they could find something about this ghost's past.

Light glanced over the case file in his hands, it was entitled "Winchester Mad Bombings' the perpetrator was still alive so, that lead no where.

Mogi was casually flipping through numerous case files, and with a slight remark from L began droning out names in a bored monotone.

Light placed the 'Mad Bombing' file down and picked up another one. This one entitled, "Detective War" the title peeked his interest and he scanned the information lightly.

Apparently 2 other detectives sought out L's attention and in turn attempted to ruin his name. They had lost due to numerous mistakes and…to Light's absolute surprise; L had taken and used both of their "Names".

Matsuda blanched as he opened his first file. Three gruesome pictures were tacked carefully inside. The one at the top labeled "Victim 1" showed a man with large cuts and gashes across his torso. Large obvious marks stood out against his slightly blue neck.

The next showed a young girl. She had no eyes and Matsuda quickly turned the photograph over so he wouldn't have to look at it any longer. He did the same to the last photo.

The perpetrator's name stood out to him so he said the name out loud. "Beyond Birthday huh? That's an odd name."

L's eyes had widened when he heard the name. Why hadn't he thought of it before? It was only logical that someone as insane as B would supposedly 'come back from the grave'.

Not soon after L's revelation the sounds of something banging in the vent above them grew to volume. The noise silenced not soon after.

"Matsuda-san." L spoke, "Say that name again." Matsuda nodded reading the name out loud a bit louder then he had before. "Beyond. Birthday."

Instead of a loud banging noise like they were expecting a soft croaking noise echoed around them, it sounded as though someone without a voice was trying to speak.

The task force scrambled to get to L who had as soon as the noise started collapsed. Light acted as though he was worried, only an idiot would faint over such a stupid noise.

Just as they had gotten to him, his eyes had snapped open staring into space they seemed to have a slight red tint to them, making them a dark amber color. L's gaze traveled to Watari who had joined them worriedly.

As soon as L saw him the look in his eyes grew to absolute anger. The scream that tore from his throat scared most of them. "LIAR!" The voice didn't belong to L. It was deeper, and seemed to crack.

"Ryuzaki…" Watari began only to be silenced. "DON'T USE THAT NAME! I'M THE ONLY ONE TO USE THAT NAME! I MADE IT!"

Matsuda who had been shoved to the back timidly spoke up. "Um…you're the ghost right?" L's head snapped to Matsuda with a sickening crack.

"And what if I am?" The voice had grown to a softer hoarse tone; the snappish reply told that whoever was possessing the detective wasn't one to deal with things calmly.

"Well, um…" 'L' straightened his back pulling himself into a straight posture. "Never you mind, Touta Matsuda." L's gaze traveled to Light at which his eyes seemed to flash a brighter color of red.

"So you're the interesting one? A pity you are what you are…" Light blinked, Interesting One? L picked himself up, glancing towards a mirror.

"Not much time…" He murmured pacing around the group eyes flicking back and forth in a studious manner. His gaze landed on Watari yet again.

"…lying old codger…" He growled, much to Watari's dismay. "I beg your pardon? What did I…" He began only to be silenced as the ghost began to rant.

"What did you do? Let's see…you ignored an obviously distraught Angel, and when it was all over…both you and L broke every fucking promise you ever made to any of us. That albino child will ruin the name if he ever gets it! What really makes me mad is that he doesn't even want it. D'you hear me? He DOESN'T want it!"

He took a breath, having spit out the words venomously.

"But you'll never pay for those, no, no…you will pay for giving me living hell those last years. Would it of been so hard to say, "Death Penalty"? No…of course not, you had to let me be tied up for years in solitude. I thought it was obvious that I wanted to die after attempting THAT. And now look at me…some freak creature that hasn't been made in a thousand years. Still…the abilities are quite useful…ah, time's up without killing him…and I do want him to suffer…if you really want to get rid of me look in the man-made hells."

With those last words an obviously unnatural black shadow fled from where L stood disappearing within a moment.