Ok, I know it's been a long while, but, my plot bunnies don't attack until I'm too tired to type a coherent sentence... Sorry... But, um, here is Chapter 3 and it contains some interesting twists. Nothing bad, of course ;) Also, as I am publishing this very late at night, it can only be expected that there are some grammar mistakes. Please forgive me. So, R&R and enjoy!
Watari entered the meeting room, wearing his black trench and high collar, carrying a black briefcase.
"Oh, right, this is your first meeting. L is… somebody whose name, face, and whereabouts are secret. But he can solve any case. You could call him a 'private investigator' of sorts. Anyways, we have no clue who he is. He keeps himself in the deepest secrecy, solving case after impossible case all over the world-and he is our last resort." a Japanese man explained ominously to the younger officer next to him about L's connection with the ICPO. As he said this, Watari walked to the front.
"L has already started working on this case." he announced to the room, silencing all murmurs from the men. He then opened L's silver laptop and placed it in front of them.
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*Hours Earlier*
"Do you have any allies in the police force here, Neville?" L asked Neville as the others helped him set up his copious amounts of electronic equipment in the Japanese hotel suit.
"Allies? You mean like friends? Yeah, there is this guy, Matsuda. He's a muggle, kinda new at his job, but he helped us out a lot. Stephanie, Luna and I, I mean." He shrugged.
"I think you'll find," L said as he drank from a tea cup, full to the rim with sugar cubes, "that an ally is merely a person who associates or cooperates with another. An ally is not a friend."
Luna nodded, "Ah, well, I guess he is an ally and a friend."
"Yes. Quite a nice young man." Stephanie said in a dreamy voice.
"Reckon she fancies him?" Ginny muttered to Hermione.
Hermione giggled and nodded at Ginny.
"What is wrong with you two?" L glanced at the witches, annoyed.
Hermione turned bright red and squeaked out, "Nothing," while trying to control her giggles.
"Anyway," L said, still annoyed and slightly confused, "I think it best we try to contact him and the Japanese force. We have been in the shadows for a while now. It is time for confrontation."
*Back to the meeting of the ICPO*
The laptop screen revealed a blank, white screen, decorated with the letter L in an ancient font. "Greetings to everyone at the ICPO. This is L." a voice echoed through the room, obviously computer generated. "This is the biggest and most difficult case yet: an atrocious and unforgivable mass murder! In order to solve this case, I ask all of you in the ICPO… to offer me your complete and total cooperation in solving this case…"
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"The ICPO was stunned by your sudden appearance." Watari told L when he had returned. "Is Mr. Weasley's approach still advisable?" he glanced from Ron to L and back again.
"Questioning my ideas is he, now?" Ron muttered to Harry. "Git…"
"Yes Watari, I see your concern. But I think it is best to continue." L ignored Ron's comments. He pulled out a silver cell phone and pushed a speed dial, "Has he been arrested yet? Mmm hmmm. I see. Hai. Send him here as soon as possible. We will brief him."
"Arrested? You never said anything about a criminal!"Neville exclaimed to L, "That's not-"
"It's alright Neville. Let me explain." And once Neville had been calmed and all the wizards gathered, Harry did just that. The plan was to arrest a criminal, Lind L. Tailor, who would pose as L in a "Live Worldwide Broadcast". However, L would only show this broadcast to one region of Japan at a time.
"We start with the Kanto region, as it is where Tokyo is and has the largest population." L had decided.
"If Kira is as childish as L thinks he is, he will desperately want to kill L. And when he tries, we will know right away where he is hiding…" Ron finished with a smirk across his face.
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'Lind L. Tailor' fell out of his chair. Two crew-men dragged him away from the camera's lens.
"Oh my God!"Ginny exclaimed. She buried her face into Harry, not wanting to stare at the empty chair on the T.V. screen. "He's-he's-he's dead!"
"I didn't think that would happen so quickly…" L muttered.
"L, do you realize what we just witnessed?" Harry inquired, his tone growing serious.
"Kira. He can kill without being- It's unbelievable! Kira is…. naive. But this can't be good…" He ignored Harry and picked up one of his many computers. "QUIET!" he hissed and flicked a switch. His trademark L appearing on the television.
"I did this on the off-chance that you would try to kill 'me'. So, Kira, you can kill people without even being nearby… So it's true after all…" The speech continued* and escalated somewhat, "BUT I, L, AM REAL! SO WHY DON'T YOU KILL ME! COME ON, DO IT! COME ON, KILL ME!"
Harry placed his hand on L's shoulder.
"Calm down…" he whispered. And L did, but again, he began shouting into the microphone, "Kira, I will hunt down and destroy you! I AM JUSTICE!"
*[A/N: No, I am not going to list L's whole speech. If you are confused, go to the library and look at Chapter 2, Volume 1 of Death Note. The entire speech is there.]
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"That was one intense explosion in there…" Ron said to Harry when the two were alone.
"Yeah, before that, I could never picture L of all people…" he trailed off.
"And that Tailor guy. What even happened to him?"
"It must have been some really dark magic to make him writhe in pain and kill him at the same time…." Harry fingered his wand absentmindedly and red sparks flew out at the mention of the Dark Arts.
"I think it was, Harry." Hermione said, walking in. "A dark a creation of Salazar Slytherin's to be precise." She was levitating a stack of bookmarked and dog-eared novels and reference texts with her wand.
"Slytherin, eh? Who would've known?" Ron muttered sarcastically.
"It says that in his middle years, he was visited by a demon. A dark creature surrounded by death and hate." She glanced at them. "A shinigami."
"A shinigami? What do you mean?" Ron asked, looking at Hermione like she was a house elf.
"A god of death. They are also called Soul Reapers." She answered pointing to one of the storybooks in her pile. "Salazar was supposed to die, but the shingami had lost his staff and could not take his life unless the man came willingly or was killed by a human in a horrible, gruesome way, so the god made a deal: Slytherin would make the shinigami an object that could transfer souls as well as the staff and-"
"What kind of object?" Ron asked, almost too eagerly.
"I'm not sure. That is a piece of information that I cannot find. Some of these," she pointed to the books, "say a book. A diary of some sort, with pages of gold lining and a cover made of the most precious dragon hide… others say that it was spectacular, silver pocket watch, and many state it was a beautiful sword, designed with a gem-crested handle. But whatever it was, by making it, Slytherin delayed his death by two hundred years, so it must have pleased the god."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Harry asked his friends.
"Not yet," Hermione answered, starting to organize her books again, "Not until we know for sure."
"You know, if it is a shinigami 'object' that is causing the killings, do you think it is an heir of Slytherin using it?" Harry asked, still absorbing this new information.
"That would make sense, wouldn't it? But, the last known heir was-"
"Tom Riddle." Harry answered. "Unless, do you think that he had a son, or brother, or something?"
"I wouldn't believe old Voldie had a son if the bloke were right here next to me!" George argued, entering the room, a stack of envelopes in his hand.
"No. And there was no brother. Dumbledore," Harry spoke the name regretfully, "looked into that."
Hermione shook her head, making her semi-tamed curls bounce against her shoulders, "Where is the connection, then?"
"Precisely Hermione. And that," Ron's brother held up the parchment in his hand, "is what these are about." He opened two of the envelopes and laid their contents on the hotel room's desk. He pointed to a name on the chart to the left: Andathar Slytherin.
"Who's 'Andathar Slytherin'?" Ron asked gazing at the chart.
"Salazar's little brother. And here," Hermione pointed to the chart on the right, "is his wife."
" 'Wakahisa Setsu' . She was the daughter of a very powerful Japanese wizard." George explained as Harry picked up the chart.
"And the last name connected to Andathar and Setsu is Yagami Takeshi."
The door swung open. L was in the doorway; "Yagami, eh?"
"You recognize the name, do you?" Ron asked.
"Maybe. You will see." He answered mysteriously.
Watari walked into the room behind L, "I am leaving for the police headquarters. Today, we shall meet the new task force."
Hermione looked at the old man and frowned, confused, "Where is your trench coat?" Watari was not clothed in his usual dark clothing, but rather a simple black suit, as if he were a wealthy businessman.
"I cannot just walk out of this hotel with it on. Then I would reveal to the world that I am Watari." He answered patiently to the young woman.
"Harry, will you bring the laptop here? We will need it for our meeting today." L asked, nodding goodbye to Watari as he did so.
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"Good patch me through." L muttered to the computer. On its screen was Watari's face, then the inside of the police headquarters came into view of the webcam on the other end. Then men in the room were obviously nervous, eyeing the computer screen carefully. One by one, the officers were called to announce some bit of information. Then, someone called Matsuda stood up.
"That's him…" the French witch whispered to the others. "Listen!"
He was a young looking man. Probably in his late twenties, early thirties, but, compared to many of his fellow officers, he might have been a teenager. He spoke about Kira, but he was unsure if he should say what was on his mind. Finally he spoke up and his comment made everyone silent.
A much older man thanked nodded grimly and muttered something like, "I thought this was going to happen… I suppose we all did." He knew that everyone in the room knew that some criminals would be startled by Kira's actions and would stop before they could be judged alongside the world's many crooks, scum bags, and murderers.
Now it was L's turn to talk. He asked the police for help. He wanted to see what part of the media Kira used to find names and the officers could check for him. He was too busy to be doing that now. Ever since the move to Japan, he had been more involved in this case than any other that he'd looked at. He thanked the police, and closed his computer.
"Did you see that man? The chief?" he asked, looking at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "That was Yagami."
Hermione gasped. "Do you mean Takeshi?"
"No, that was his grandson, Soichiro. You were saying the name before. Now that I have explained, will you?" L said opening a box of chocolates.
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All the parts that are italicized are quoted from the manga... Even though the story is going to end up different, for now I am following the DN plot line. And that is where it led, so that is where I quoted. Also, in this chapter, I have a feeling some people were slightly out of character... If you think this is true, please tell me and I will fix the next chapter. Hope you liked Chappy 3, with it's whole Slytherin twist thing... Please review :D
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