Okay, I know I've taken a break from writing, but it was so I could improve before continuing on with anymore chapter or new stories in the future. Hopefully it has gotten better, but I have no clue ^^'. But here is the chapter you all have been waiting for. Also, I've made it easier to follow along with whom is speaking, sorry for confusing you all, I have the initial of the person to differentiate whose point of view it is. Happy reading.
L:
I walked through; choking on the liquid mist I've passed through. There was nothing. A black abyss was before me with occasional echoes of a familiar voice. Is this a trick? I questioned as I seemed to float across the black air that entrapped me. Looking down there was what I think was a reflection of myself. A dim spotlight cast upon an amethyst entity that followed my movements, becoming a mass of sludge before taking on my next position. A narrow staircase or smoke formed in front of me followed by "Come hither" in a serpentine whisper. With each step a small dust cloud ascended into my face and filled my nostrils with a heavy tar that weighed down my lungs no matter how much I coughed and wheezed. There was a path at the bottom; it was just as narrow with black and red bricks filled with ash and bones. I walked along it for a bit before being met by a powerful gust of wind, throwing me back at least five feet and to the ground. A circle of lights formed around me, flashing brighter and faster with each passing second, forcing me to close my eyes. I could hear my father's last words faintly as other images sprung into sight overlapping one another. Finding the death note, being shot by Matsuda, and meeting Him.
"This can't be happening, it must be a dream" I whispered.
So many memories flooded at once, I sank back into the cold brick. And I literally began to sink, like quicksand I could feel the cool yet somewhat grainy mixture cover my body.
"Light!" I heard a voice echo. "Light! Hurry up!" I ignored it, giving my body up to the darkness, a sacrifice only worthy of the gods. A god should only die by another god's hands right? Right, it's that simple. I murmured a few more things to myself as I blackened.
M:
"Mortals really are useless." I sighed going through the portal. To think that such a genius can't even face his own past without giving up, oh well, it doesn't matter to me. It didn't take long to find him. Hanging from a crucifix of tar, black roses cradled his body just enough to support him, his face was white as paste as he was being eaten alive. "Giving yourself up, eh? I won't let you out of this that easily." Ripping the vines from his chest I caught him as the abyss growled and receded back in to the nothingness. Mortals are so much trouble. I thought as the lifeless worm dangled from my arm. "I guess I'll have to decide for him." I groaned. So much work, this kid. Most people get lost but instead he quits? He's quite the peculiar fellow indeed. I placed my nails upon his forehead, searching for a good memory. It has to be something big… After searching for a few minutes, something worthy of taking a look at appeared. "Yes." I whispered to myself "I've found it." With a smirk of pleasure, I thrust my fingers into his skull. Chriiiiiick The cracking sound was like music to my ears, only if I could hear the delicious bone fractures every day. It seems like a good memory to choose, after all, a bit of Russian roulette has never killed anyone, unless you're mortal. I withdrew my hand; a purple bubbling liquid ran down his head through the holes I left. Each droplet faded his essence little by little until he melted into the air, leaving only a black rose covered in ebony fluid.
L:
A bright light beamed down on me. Am I in heaven? Did that damn Shinigami lie to me? I covered my eyes with my forearm blocking the sunny invasion marching through my window. I felt as stiff as a statue with the worst hangover known to man. Opening my eyes a bit, I was blinded by the sun reflecting off the green walls. Wait a minute! I leaped to my feet, falling out of bed in the process. T-This is my room?! I trembled to see everything that I once knew right before my eyes again. I clawed my way up and stood in front of the mirror. It was me, or rather, it is me. My chocolate brown hair, neat, yet elegantly disheveled my pale skin with no bruises or blood, and the death note….The death note! I ran to my desk, fumbling to open the drawer without causing a fire. There it was. Right before my eyes, the bane of my existence right before me in perfect condition as it nothing had happened and my death was only but a dream. I guess my sins were really washed away and my mark seemingly cleansed from existence.
"So…" I heard that raspy whisper again.
"What are you going to do now… Kira?"
I spun around to see it again, staring at me its sickly eyes. It was tall and gaunt with grey skin, its face sharply angled with black stripes leading to its scarlet lips covered in stitches with three sharp canine teeth protruding from the upper lip, a bone through its septum and black pendulum like earrings. How it was able to talk, I have no clue as just looking at it sent chills down my spine. It wore a black trench coat decorated with what I think are human teeth and black pants. He was nothing like Ryuk. A heavy air of depression and melancholy seemed to follow him when compared to Ryuk's random, quirky personality. "Where's Ryuk?" I asked as calmly as I could, turning away to avoid its gaze.
"He's not here." It scoffed.
"I can see that, where is he?"
"That's irrelevant now. I'm your new shinigami." It said while picking at its long purple nails.
"W-What?" My heart dropped ten thousand feet and my mouth became like the Sahara desert.
"Light!" a gentle voice called. "What are you doing? You're gonna be late for the college entrance exams!" It was Sayu, I haven't heard that voice in such a long time, and it comforted me somewhat, although anything was more comforting than that thing.
"I'll be down in a second!" I yelled back at her.
The entrance exams, that's right, I remember this. That's when we met. I turned back to the shinigami staring into my soul.
"I picked a good one didn't I?" its smirk was filled with the kind of cockiness that made you want to teach it a lesson.
"I guess." I mumbled before quickly changing into the grey suit with a back and yellow tie, the suit of that day, no, this day. I tightened my tie and grabbed my suitcase before heading out the door. This time I'm prepared to face him.