The murder was not a murder as implied, instead it was a suicide. There is nothing to worry or think about with that right? Wrong.
On his chest was found a box with many holes and at the top was a timer counting down. Many officers attempted approaching this box to grab it, but the moment their hands would touch the edges long spikes would protrude impaling everyone within radius. Once they tried removing it by bringing a hook down by a helicopter, when it grabbed a hold of something within one of the holes a powerful burst of electricity shot up burning the rope cord, and the time before that the bolt shot up the metal line and sent the helicopter falling, and smashed into the ground nearby. Bomb squads and cryptologists tried to disarm, and solve the riddle of the objects together. A few brave souls even attempted to look within with a flashlight and reach in for something through holes; however they fell to a bolt of electricity from within. Some ended up coming with rubber suits in attempt to disarm the bomb without death. When they successfully grabbed what was within through the holes, the spikes came just as it would if you tried grabbing the box from the sides, piercing all materials as if it was nothing. They tried one last time with rubber suits over bullet proof chests, but even this was pierced by the blades
Eventually the call was made out to me, L, to solve this mysterious deadly box whose timer who has all of Tokyo in a panic. This demands the appearance of me directly to disarm this box somehow. A simple camera will do nothing… I actually will need to use my own hand to do this. Anyone else will; as shown, die. As with the threat given, my life will be put at risk if I wish to stop this.
I called ahead to make arrangements with the police how this weapon was to be approached by me, including regulations of quarantining the area, and clear orders that no one shall touch this item. In the event of my death other arrangements was made to seal my corpse with the item forever. On top of this the streets will simple be built and adjusted to go around the contained area.
Slowly, I made my way up the flights of stairs to the roof of the building, which had an awaiting helicopter and stepped within slipping a helmet over my head. With a snap then a hiss the pilot side door was sealed. I then began the engines drowning out all noise while taking a deep breath. They had given me seventy two hours to live… not even a hour has passed since the threat where this was called in. The most frightening thing is the following: Whoever they are has more deadly traps a waiting if I do not fall on this.
A large dark curtain awaited me in the middle of the city sectioning off the view off the body and box from the rest of the world, which I flew over then slowly landed within the darkened zone.
I slipped on a pair of goggles flipping on a switch making the area from pure darkness to a green glowing body which lay and a cube with holes lying on its chest. As planned no one else was within the pitch black zone within the curtained world created to block the rest of the world from me giving complete solitude for whatever shall happen here.
I took a deep breath as I stepped over next to the body and sat down. 'I had a scan ran over the body of the item and found a rather large hole under the object. Within the depths of the object hanging from the top is the wire of which when cut will disarm what is found to be a bomb with enough power to eliminate all of Japan. But, the problem is the following: It can only be accessed from the hole on the bottom of this cube… which on closer examination is sealed with metal fused into the body itself twisting around bones and was made to be a part of him through what seemed to be a very painful process before his suicide.
I gave a sigh as I slammed my foot into the body flipping him over on his chest so the timer at the top of the box is on the ground itself, with the body hanging limply over it. For a brief moment spikes protruded from the box, but then slid back within slowly without me being harmed from being out of reach from the distance the body and box rolled with my kick.
Slowly I walked over and touched the males back while giving a sigh and pulled out a blade. These guys truly believe they are dealing with Kira… one till the very end was never truly willing to get his own hands dirty. Perhaps this was to be a lesson on if Kira was willing to risk his own life and actually do the action needed to save Japan.
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The flesh peeled back smoothly enough as I slice into his back and grabbed the squishy oozing guts pulling them out tossing the organs out one by one. I stopped as I felt nothing but a membrane and slashed through the stomach plunging my arm deep through his stomach into the box itself, and felt for each cord then went by memory seeking out the wire and cut it by hooking my finger through and pulled. I then pulled my arm from his body which gave a splut type noise as I flipped the body and box to its original position.
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I stood covered in blood my once white shirt stained a crimson black from the drying blood as I scanned over where the timer was, which now was blank. I then looked up toward the man as my eyes widened while one object stood out to me. I bent over taking a necklace from around his neck and made my path toward the helicopter while cleaning off my blade.
Reckless suicide… what was the cause for it? No, I take back the thought I had known what the reasoning was. It is an issue of who they believe their enemy to be. To kill a monster they try to peel at its flesh, to dig and grind. These people from Wammy's attempt to do what L, not I nor Kira the same L whom had won the detective wars in the past, had ended up doing. They are giving their lives in an attempt to end Kira, whom is dead.
Light Yagami was found dead in America with an unidentified female body whom committed suicide that fell, pretty much cuddled up to him. The media publicized this as Romeo and Juliet. Juliet came upon Romeo, whom she believed was dead, must had leaned over to give him a final kiss and committed suicide, because he was her world. Romeo, however, was not dead before her… but died a moment afterward from a heart attack at the hands of Kira. The only fault was what appeared to be what Juliet did not know: Her Romeo was attempting to fight Kira as a criminal, but fell. At least that is the story.
It is tempting to give the media the full story, however, that would include giving out who I am. If they were to get wind of this, I would be fighting much more. For now it is better to simply face whatever challenges appear from those who attempt to stop "L/Kira" until they realize his killings had ended. One day they will see the truth in who won.