Light's eyes widened at his words. How does he know? Oh God… He kept backing up as the man advanced. "I don't know what you're talking about. You have the wrong person. Leave me alone!" He hated the fear he heard in his voice as the man's grin broadened.
He reached into his pocket for the item Ryuk gave him earlier and the motion wasn't lost on the mage, whose eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Whatcha got there baby boy? Milk money? Got me curious now…" He practically purred.
Light felt the man's power pulse over him and realized how familiar it was to L's, throwing him off center. Necromancer…crap.
The brunet felt a sudden, almost painful urge welling up inside of him. He sensed his magic instinctively spread out within a block radius, searching through the homes around him looking for what it needed. He could practically taste every heartbeat and suddenly realized that he could easily take every single one of their lives in only seconds, pulling the life energy from them to fuel the desire inside of him. Shit…
I really am a weapon in the wrong hands. The knowledge choked him. Maybe I am too dangerous to let live… He gazed up at the moon in the crisp cool night sky and prayed for the strength to master this power rather than have it control him.
He wondered if this was a result of having been exposed to so many powerful mages that night. They'd all licked at the edges of the ever present beast within, unknowingly teasing it into a ravenous hunger every time it had been denied a chance to feed.
"You…you need to leave…" Light could feel his eyes turning a molten gold and watched as glee filled the other man's expression. "I want…" His fist clenched tightly, nails digging into his palm as he tried to calm his breathing. "I will hurt you…" He warned.
"I can help you." The man's voice was a reassuring balm, coaxing him, lulling him…
The dark haired man smiled reassuringly as looked at the young man. His eyes no longer glowed red as he took another step forward. Light felt strangely compelled as he stood glued to the spot listening to the man speak, knowing he should go, knowing he should be running…
"Death magic users like myself are among the few who can-" He growled lowly, gaze flashing red once more as a car pulled up, and like that, the compulsion was broken as L hurriedly exited from the back, his spirits gathering to him immediately. Light shook his head to try and clear it.
The detective's face held a cold anger for the other Necromancer as he approached, but his jaw couldn't help dropping slightly, distracted briefly as he saw the golden glow that continued to fill Light's eyes. He seemed more determined than ever as he turned his attention back to the other man.
"The Dark Mage Special Division is already on their way to meet me here Beyond." His tone was low and threatening as he spoke to the man.
The DMSD? Light felt a panic rush through him. They were all elite soldiers trained to take down the worst of the dark mages and haul them in to answer for their crimes…if the mage in question let themselves be taken alive that is. Are they coming for me too?
L pulled out a set of handcuffs that Light could only imagine was heavily enchanted to allow him to restrain magic users. The man smirked at L as he approached. "Don't make this any harder than necessary B."
"Oh, Lawli-pop…" He pouted slightly. "And I thought you liked it hard." He smiled wickedly as he swiftly backed up, looking at Light as he did and winking at the young brunet. "See you soon sweetheart." He called out as he began to blend with the shadows he'd materialized from earlier, murmuring an incantation that had him disappearing into nothing even as L ran forward.
"Dammit…" The raven muttered angrily, staring at the spot where the other man had once stood and sighing heavily.
Light felt like he couldn't breathe as the detective turned to gaze at him with a look of cautious curiosity in his dark charcoal hued eyes. The man was observing him with a sort of fascination, one finger trailing along his lower lip as he blatantly stared at the young man and took a step forward.
"Stop, please…I'm not…" Light could tell he was still skating the edge of control over his power as the creeping need begin its search again for the easiest source of satisfaction, life energy. No…I won't! His eyes darted around wildly looking for signs, anything that might point him in the direction of-
Oh thank God… He broke out in a run, ignoring L's yelling behind him as he rounded the block, knowing that it wouldn't be that easy to shake the detective and that the mage would catch up to him eventually once he stopped at his destination. Light grit his teeth and accepted that outcome, knowing that at least the other man would be safe and wouldn't end up drained by the power hungering inside him. The brunet was just fine with L being even angrier at him if it meant the detective lived. He didn't want anyone's death on his conscience.
Light ran into the park he'd been seeking and had a brief moment to be grateful that it appeared to be empty given the late hour. He hurried along a trail that wound around into the gardens, finally finding a space in a small grove of trees. The brunet felt like a dam was about to burst from within him. The need pressed at him with such a force that it felt like his skin could hardly contain it as it welled up inside him. This magic…it was a paradox, a never ending cycle that Light could never escape…to consume and be consumed.
He tossed his bag down and sat on the cool ground. His fingers brushed the grass, hands spreading wide against its surface. The young mage let out a sigh of relief, already feeling calmer. Light focused on his breathing to bring him to a place where he could fully utilize the Gaia energy he sought. I can do this…
The young man smiled slightly as he felt the thrum of the earth beneath him, pulsing and in its own way, very much alive. Always replenishing, always shifting, always changing, yet it also remained constant in many ways as well. He and Ryuk had quickly determined over the last month that the first kind of energy he should learn to absorb would be Gaia, due to its relative ease of access and simplicity in channeling.
The brunet had often spent his lunchtime most school days finding a quiet park nearby to practice and meditate. It was this nearly daily ritual that he believed had given him a chance to satisfy the urges that had constantly played at the edge of his mind and until now had been mere whispers that he'd easily kept at bay. What he was experiencing at the moment was far from that. More likened to screams at top volume that he couldn't ignore. He'd been hopeful that what he was doing would work to manage his power, but now, he wasn't so sure.
Gaia…share your strength with me. He felt the energy of the land he rested upon pour forth eagerly into the palms of his hands, welcoming him as it spread throughout his body. As it did, he sensed the need inside him easing and his body fell into as state of deep contentment. Light could feel the dirt shifting beneath the surface, the tiny slivers of grass moving as the breeze brushed them…he reached out further and felt the roots of the trees…
His eyes glowed as they snapped open and he sadly realized that the trees had given every bit of themselves to him. They're… He gazed at the branches in horror as they withered and creaked before him. They were dead now and would grow no more. A small cry of despair escaped him. I'm a killer…no matter what…
Light shook his head. Why? He knew that the land beneath him couldn't answer, only that it had been a willing sacrifice. He had felt it in the joyful power that had danced up his arms to reach the core of him, but he hadn't known what he was taking.
No… He thought determinedly. This power inside me wants to be used, not just collected…well fine, I'll use it. I'll give it back!
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I can't believe he's actually trying to run…from me! L thought as he gave chase after the young man, whom he had no doubt was the Angelus now. That glow…his eyes. God, it was beautiful. I want to know… L shoved down his own selfish thoughts and forced himself to focus as he came up to the corner that Light had just rounded in his mad sprint.
"Follow him Sawyer, but don't get too close. I have no idea what Light's capable of, nor do we know where Beyond went." The spirit darted ahead on the wind and L felt the undeniable connection that allowed him to follow behind seamlessly, as if the skilled tracker were leaving a trail of bread crumbs for him to trace his path.
He was glad he'd done it too, considering that he'd have quickly lost the teen, who was out of sight when he finally turned the corner. Shit…little fucker is fast. He quickly came upon a park and slowed his pace as he entered, feeling powerful magic in air.
It was absolutely intoxicating. Like the sweetest candy on his tongue. He had a brief moment to wonder if this wasn't a pretty trap of some kind, to lure him in and kill him as he quietly made his way along the trail, seeking its source. He saw Sawyer ahead and released the spirit into the ether with his silent thanks as he entered the grove of trees where the young mage sat in the moonlight, his back to where L now stood.
What is he doing? L squinted in the darkness, trying to get a better look and started to move towards him, but halted in surprise as he heard a small, heartbreaking sob emanate from the brunet.
"Take it back…" Light whispered pleadingly. "I'm giving it back." He said more firmly. The power became thicker in the air once more and L watched in wonder as Light slowly, but surely began to glow.
It was as if someone had lit a candle from within the core of him at first, quickly building to a bright radiance that his dark clothing did nothing to conceal. It was the kind of glow that warmed the earth on a sunny Spring day, coaxing it to wake from its long Winter slumber, giving it life once more.
L felt a peace wash over him, a calm that he hadn't felt in years, and couldn't help smiling as the grove was illuminated with Light's magic. His contentment was short lived as he gazed around at the now visible trees, realizing that they were dead and wizened. His eyes turned back to Light with a sigh.
You can't give back what you've taken Light, that's not how death magic wor- L's eyes widened as the glow at Light's core traveled down the young mage's arms and began to spread out from his hands into the ground surrounding him, causing the earth to look as if the sun were hitting it mid-day. Holy shit…
The detective took several quick steps back out of the unknown magic's embrace, as it reached the trees and melted into the ground, leaving the grove bathed in moonlight once more. L gazed up at the still lifeless trees and then to the figure sitting quietly in the dark. Death magic users can't bring dead things back to life Light... He sighed resignedly and started forward to confront the young man for running off earlier.
The Necromancer had only made it a few feet before a smoldering brilliance began at the base of the trees around them, traveling up the trunks, out along the limbs. L came around swiftly to face Light, trying to determine whether the brunet was doing anything to cause the sudden surge. However, the young man's face only bore a tranquil expression, clearly in a deeply meditative state as he stared off in the distance with unseeing eyes that had bled to a solid molten gold.
L looked to the trees once more, watching as the limbs grew healthy and vital again, leaves growing and unfurling in mere moments. Until lastly, the tiny buds that had manifested throughout the trees bloomed…soft, delicate and pink as the branches were filled with cherry blossoms.
How? He gazed down at the young man and had to wonder if there was a great deal they didn't fully comprehend regarding an Angelus Mortis' capabilities. They were a creature of death magic and that was their primary ability, of that there was no doubt. But they were also vast fonts of power and there was nothing to say that this power could not be directed in other ways in the hands of a talented mage.
There were so few historical records of any of the Angelus Mortis in existence, with never more than one present at any given time and sometimes not a whisper of one for decades, over a century sometimes if the world were so lucky. The outcome of an active Angelus had always been negative according to what information they did have on hand. Death and destruction followed in their wake, often pulling the mage to an early grave along with many others caught in the fall out.
As a petal floated down to land on the detective's sleeve he couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips. The Angelus made the pretty pink trees bloom…fucking fantastic. What am I supposed to do with that?
"L?"
The raven's eyes met Light's weary ones as he looked at the man in dazed confusion, his honeyed irises no longer glowing with power. A small smile tugged at the corner of the young man's mouth as he saw the trees before gazing at L once more. "Are you going to…kill me now?" He asked softly, before swaying and falling weakly to his side in the grass.
"You should…kill me…now…" Light murmured deliriously, his eyes sliding closed as he drifted into unconsciousness
"Shit…" L kneeled down next to the young man, checking the brunet's pulse and finding it slow, but steady as he pulled out his phone.
"Yes, Ryuzaki."
"Are you tracking me?"
"Yes, I'm just outside the park-"
"Come help me with Light, he's…not well." L hung up and murmured an incantation, sending out one of his spirits to lead Quillish to where they were before turning his attention back to the prone form lying on the ground.
He took out the magically reinforced handcuffs and hesitated as he took in the innocent face of the young man before him. I will have all of the evidence before making a decision… He thought determinedly as he snapped the cuffs on the teen before reaching up to brush an errant hair from Light's face.
"Don't make me regret this." He murmured and waited for Quillish to join him. Only time would tell whether this was the best or worst choice he'd ever made.
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