EDIT: This is one of the revised chapter - I updated how the King's Note differed to make it more reasoable ^w^
Welcome back my little reapers. Well, not really, but it sounded cooler then "My Lovlies." This chapter contains a pissed off Ella, a nervous Ku, and the Kira/L showdown.
There won't be a lot of speeches taken directly from the anime like in this chapter,but it was necesarry for a couple reasons. I didn't get any reviews last chapter, but thats okay! Imma still try to update everyday.
Disclaimer: If I owned Death Note, L WOULDN'T DIE.
Nooow, ONWARD KIND FELLOW!
When I began to wake up, it was to the muffled sound of the city. Cars were honking, there were sound of hundreds of people talking, and immediately I knew something was screwed up. Trust me, I live in Kentucky. No humongous cities there.
I opened my eye and realized something else. My bandages were gone! I brought my hand to my left eye, the blind one, feeling the stitches that were keeping it shut. When they had stitched up my eyelid they had screwed up, leaving me unable to open my eye. I always covered it up – it was disturbing. So where were my bandages?
"Ohhoho, so you're awake!" A rough voice chuckled. I spun around, having the vaguest feeling of deja-vu as I fell off the bed (Bed?), and onto my butt.
"GAH!" I yelled, angrily meeting the snake-like eyes of my idiotic Shinigami. "Stupid reaper." I grumbled, rubbing my face as the events from earlier came back to me. Ku, the stolen Death Note, and being transported to Sector 4…Sec…tor…4…. I jumped up and ran to the window, and had to resist the rare urge to start cursing like mad.
I was looking out at Japan. Japan. JAPAN. I LIVED IN KENTUCKY, ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CONTINET. THAT STUPID SHINIGAMI! I spun around and poked a threatening finger in his direction.
"Idiot! You can't just TELEPORT people without their consent!" I said, my voice in a monotone, though that took 69% of my effort to do. I wanted to find a baseball bat and knock him upside the head with it. I took a deep breath before speaking again. "You had your fun, now send me back."
Ku looked slightly sheepish, shrugging and giving me what I thought was a smile. "Well… I can't." He told me like it was no big deal. I froze and my dark brown eye narrowed.
"What do you mean you can't?" I asked in a deadly calm voice.
"See, you can only transport a human once. So, you can't go back."
I blinked at him. "When can I go back?" My voice was strained at this point. How could one person be so stupid?
"Never!" Ku said cheerfully, putting his hands together. There was almost an audible crack as my careful mask slipped. My eyebrow was twitching and my body was shaking.
"You…you….YOU IDIOT! YOU DON'T COMPLETELY SCREW SOMEONES LIFE UP WITHOUT ASKING THERE PERMISSION. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE TO BE THIS IDIOTIC, BUT YOU'VE PROVED ME WRONG!" I yelled, glaring at him with all of my anger. He looked wary, taking a couple steps back. Ha, a God of Death was scared of a thirteen year old girl that wasn't even as tall as his waist. Classic. Wait, no, don't get distracted!
"Er, um, well…" Ku stuttered nervously.
"I'm waiting." I spat venomously. I couldn't even begin to ponder the last time I was this angry – it'd have to be years ago. I mean, honestly, I was always calm and collected – unless I had sugar or coffee but that's besides the point.
"Um… well, your in Japan now! You can screw up the story line! Eh, heh…" Ku said, trailing off nervously. I calmed down slightly, a smirk crossing my face in satisfaction at how nervous I could make my idiotic Shinigami.
This was true though… if it were up to me, L would have lived. Honestly, my favorite characters always died. In Naruto, Itachi died, in Harry Potter Snape died, and in Death Note L died. At least Near didn't die, because if he had I would've chucked the manga book at the wall.
But now, I was in the same city as not only L, but Light too. Of course, it's not a stupid fanfiction where I can just waltz up to L by chance and suddenly become his best friend or even fall in love with him (I mean honestly, I'm thirteen. Just a smart thirteen year old. And really, I doubt he's into jailbait).
It would take a lot of effort, thought, and planning. He couldn't figure out who I was – who takes a thirteen year old girl seriously? – And it would involve much illegal activity. Of course, I could just kill Light, but that's not as fun. I paused; remembering something Ku had mentioned and glanced up at the Shinigami.
"What's special about the king's Death Note?" I questioned, biting down on my thumbnail and brought a single knee to my chest, leaving the other leg lying out in front of me. It was a position that comforted me, almost as much as being in a closet or under a bed. I had a habit of loving small confined spaces I could easily get out of.
Ku seemed surprised by my question, but answered anyway. "Well, it's not really that special, besides being able to transport the owner to a differen sector. Oh, and you can't kill anyone with it. Only humans from Sector 4 can kill other humans from Sector 4 with the Death Note, and so on. Um… oh right, you can still make other people immune to other Death Notes–"
I perked up at this, having sulked ever so slightly upon hearing I couldn't use my Death Note. I could just write L's name down! L Lawliet. Simple! But Ku wasn't finished.
"—for half of your remaining life span." I sighed; I didn't want to die early, even though the idea was tempting. Well, I knew everything that would happen, so it shouldn't be hard to make sure L lives. There was a very large chance of success.
"Anything else?" I asked, sighing. Well, I wouldn't be killed by Misa or Light, but still, it wouldn't be prudent to let them know my name. I should assume an alias. Wait…
"Hey, how am I even going to live? I have no money for food, I'm way too young to get a job, I'm technically here illegally, and I have no legal guardian for all of this!" I informed him whilst facepalming.
"OH! Yeah, I covered that! Kind of. I managed to get you ¥154,028,000." He said cheerfully and my jaw dropped. That much yen converted to two million dollars. TWO MILLION. WHERE THE HELL DOES A SHINIGAMI GET TWO MILLION DOLLARS?
"Where did you get two million dollars?" I cried out, wide-eyed.
"Erm… you don't need to know that. And you can just stay in hotels! Like this one!" The Shinigami said quickly. I stopped to look around the room we were in for the first time. It was obviously a hotel room, but a spacious one. I was sitting against a queen-sized bed with a light green, floral comforter and pillows with dark-green pillow cases. The carpet was a dark brown, and the walls matched the bed. There were various pictures around me, and a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. There were two doors, one to what I assumed was a bathroom, and the other to the rest of the suite. I stood up, moving my thumb from my mouth to my side, before venturing out into the hall.
I walked down the hall into a wide open area. There was a living room to the left, a door leading to probably another bathroom, and a wide, pristine kitchen space to my right. Holy crap. I had never been in a place this amazing. It was definitely one of the richer hotels, very high class, and it was so awesome! I resisted the urge to start giggling. Focus Ella, focus. I had no clue what day it was, so the first thing to do was figure out where in the story line I am.
I flopped down on the soft green couch, reaching for the remote before freezing at the site of my reflection in the TV. I… was an anime person. Like, literally, an anime person; a Death Note style anime person. Oh dear god, this was weird. My hair was still straight with my spiky bangs caressing my face, and the rest of the hair reaching the small of my back, but it no longer looked 3D. My hair was still a dark grey, my eye still a dark brown. Even my clothes were anime-y! I was still wearing my usual outfit; a dark red plaid skirt with black tights underneath along with a black shirt with sleeves that went well over my hands, with a braided bracelet on my left wrist.
"This is so freaky." I muttered, tugging on my hair and marveling at how it still felt real as I brought my knees to my chest, resting my chin upon them. Shaking my head at the notion that my world had completely changed in a few hours due to the idiotic Shinigami, I grabbed the remote and pressed the power button, noting the words on the remote were, in fact, in Japanese. Thank you Rosetta Stone.
It just seemed to be some random news program, and I was about the change the channel when the screen turned blue. The words, "Notice: The scheduled program will be interrupted for a special broadcast." Were on the screen in Japanese. I bit my lip on a smile at my freakishly good timing.
This was one of my favorite scenes in the anime – L humiliates Kira on live TV. The egotistical narcissist deserved it.
The screen switched to show an older Japanese man with a stack of papers in his hand that he was reading off. "Apologies for the interruption," he began. "We now bring you a live, worldwide broadcast from the ICPO, Interpol. It looks like there ready to begin." As the man finished, it switched the image of a black-haired man sitting at a desk. A plate with the name Lind L. Tailor was sitting in front of him. I listened with rapt attention to Lind's speech, though I had heard it dozens of times and could recite it in my sleep. It was different seeing it in real(ish) life, on your own TV.
I smirked when L's insignia found itself on the screen. His voice sounded breathy and… nervous. Yes, I could detect the nervousness.
"I-I had to test it just in case, yet I never thought it would actually happen."
"I did." I commented with a grin. I felt almost giddy – then felt a pang as I remembered why I hadn't felt happy in so long. Mom, Dad…
"Kira… it seems you can kill someone without being there in person. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't just witnessed it." L said, sounding mildly shocked still. I guess it was rather difficult to believe – but I just found myself in an anime, so not much is that surprising at this point in time.
"Listen to me Kira. If you did, indeed, kill Lind L. Tailor, the man that you just saw die on television, I should tell you that he was an inmate whose execution was scheduled for today. That was not me."
"No, you look like a panda." I whispered. It was true though, he was exceptionally panda-like. If he only ate bamboo instead of sweets… though he wouldn't be L then, now would he?
"The police arrested him in absolute secrecy, so you wouldn't have heard about him on TV or the internet. It appears that not even you have access to information on these types of criminals. But I assure you, L is real. I do exist. Now, try to kill me." L said in an almost taunting manner.
Hehe, stupid Kira set himself up for that one. I twirled my hair around my finger in a slightly Near-like fashion, my mind thinking quickly about possible ways to help or contact L. It would involve a laptop… an untraceable one… I kept thinking as L provoked Light.
"Well Kira, it seems you can't kill me after all. So there are some people you can't kill. You've given me a useful hint, so let me return the favor. I'll tell you something that I think you'll find interesting. Though this was said to be a worldwide broadcast, were only broadcasting to the Kanto region of Japan. I had planned to broadcast this message around the world, but it looks like that won't be necessary. I found out where you are."
Found out…where… I shot up off the couch, a wide grin on my face. I knew exactly what I was going to do. As L finished his speech, I spoke the final words of my mental monologue aloud.
"If you think L is bad, wait until you meet E." I said with a smirk, not bothering to shut off the TV as I made my way to the door to exit the hotel.
The smaller part of me couldn't help but wonder if my parents would be proud of my decision.
OHHOHO. This is the longest chapter yet, four pages long, and the first Death Note taste. She's not going to be a Mary-Sue (though she is a liiiiittle arrogant ^^;), which is why I did the whole half the life-span thing to save someone, and her being immune to other Death Notes was kind of necesarry so she wouldn't die x-x Well, she could've survived, but this way is more logical ^w^
Song of the chapter: Good Life - One Republic (Its stuck in my head D:)
~Adra