Scenario #3
The dark raven haired figure stood on the top of the building in the rain, stooped slightly. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his soaked jeans. Water dropped from his hair onto his pale cheeks and ran off of his face. Behind him, Light approached confidently, yet with a certain air of caution.
"I am Kira." Light hissed into L's ear. The older man looked over his shoulder into Light's amber eyes, that seemed almost shaded with red. L stood there for a moment, seemingly processing the statement. Now why would Light Yagami tell me that he is Kira? Even if he is confident of my death soon afterwards, the task force is likely to suspect him, with us two alone up here.
"If you are truthfully admitting you are Kira, then I assume my death is near. I suppose this also means I have lost the war." L turned his head to continue staring into the constant down pour. Perhaps he'd have enough time to tell the task force that Light was Kira. Although, he didn't have any good evidence. It might raise suspicion, but in the long run L didn't find the point. As he cast another look over his shoulder he could tell that Light was somewhat upset or disappointed. Scrabbling, begging or something of the sorts must have been what he had expected.
"You've been a formidable foe, -insert L's true name here-, but it seems my justice will prevail."
Light recovered from his disappointment, and smirked with a rather evil look. He looked like he was trying not to laugh. Ah, he knows my true name. I guess this is the end. A lot like Kira, to set a time of death to where he could gloat first. L returned his owlish stare to the city buildings in the gloomy distance. All at once, he could feel a sudden slowing of the pounding in his chest. His...his heart. L gasped, falling to his knees with a strangled look on his face. He tried to breathe, but fell all the way to the concrete, staring up at the laughing face of Light, no, Kira.
And when I was starting to think of you as a friend, smart suspect of mine...