This chapter contains mild blood and gore. I don't know why I decided to write this scene though :') It just came on spot, and I thought "sounds fun. Why not? Let's give L and Light some fun" Basically this was inspired by a Tumblr post I had seen, and for some weird reason I liked it. I think I should go and see a therapist for that XD
"We have to find a plan before it's too late"
Sidoh crossed his feet trying to sit comfortably, though he tried to forget those memories of his. He used to be a human. Now he was a shinigami. And his needs now were different.
"Stop being so impatient with me. I know what am doing"
"Am not being impatient with you. I just need to confirm if you have a sense of time. Don't forget minutes and hours pass differently to the world of mortals. It may have passed ten minutes here, but there it has been ten hours, and vice versa. The day has long passed to them" Rem justified.
"You say the same things with different words... Anyway, here's the plan"
They both bent over to see and listen to each other's words better. Naturally, no one would hear them in such an isolated area. They just wanted to make sure their plan would work.
"Listen. Since Misa's "deleted" memories are just hallucinations, we can do something like this: Light will definitely find out somehow that someone has stolen Misa's death note, so we can replace the notebook with another shinigami's, rewrite the criminal's names on it and make it seem like it's Misa's" Sidoh suggested.
"I've thought of that too, but it's not gonna work out that easily. Takada will see the handwriting isn't hers, and perhaps she'll see the shinigami owning the replaced death note"
"Darling, if you remember, shinigamis interact with humans after ten days. That's not the main topic though. Focus on the plan!" Sidoh tried not to get the conversation disoriented.
"Darling?" Rem repeated Sidoh's words.
"How about taking a piece of paper from her death note and place it softly on her hand?" He continued.
"It won't work out either. Didn't I tell you what happened in Yotsuba? The girl saw me, but her memories didn't come back"
For a few minutes, a deep silence fell between the two deadly creatures. The male shinigami hummed softly to himself.
"Since her lost memories are just hallucinations I can say the following statement: Grabbing secretly her death note won't be easy, and it won't be easy to just put a paper to her hand either"
"We must be discreet so anyone won't find out. We'll act swiftly away from Light and Takada" Rem said.
"That's right! Hallucinations will leave Misa's head only with the «Delusional Potion»"
"What's that?"
"The delusional potion is a potion for such cases. It is hidden in the storage room of our world. Due to this rule is really rare among humans and shinigamis, they've thrown it into the storage room, thinking it won't be useful somehow. But now it is! Am sure it's there!"
"I didn't even know such a thing existed in our world"
"Shinigamis are not supposed to know everything about their world. Only the King knows better than us. Don't forget I'm his counselor! And for this very reason, I know most of the things thanks to him!"
Sidoh stretched his wings and was ready to fly in order to find this storage space.
"Wait for me here. I guarantee you all this Kira insanity will end up soon!" He sounded like a child telling his achievements to his parents.
He jumped into the sky and started flying like a huge bird. More like a vulture getting lost into the horizon. Rem though had to admit he's weird sometimes, but he's also helpful when it comes to an issue among shinigamis. Compared to Ryuk at least. She knew she could always count to Sidoh.
While the two shinigamis were trying to help a common mortal, other people had other things in mind. Everyone living with their own problems in their own daily life. Like the task force team along with L too. Everyone was worried about how they would bring Kira to justice, and to their own victory too. Everyone. Except for L.
Though as always, he ignored those thoughts. They didn't matter to him anyway. She already loves Light. She wouldn't even notice a creep like him. And it didn't matter if Light is Kira or not. He was a handsome guy, and that was enough for her.
No, he wouldn't let these thoughts control his mind! It is part of his job! A detective cannot fall in love that easily! Or he... Did?
His thoughts got interrupted, when the rest of the task force suddenly pushed him on the floor and grabbed his limbs in only a matter of seconds, so he wouldn't escape. They grabbed both of his arms and both of his legs. L was astonished. He couldn't explain their actions towards him. What was going on here? He tried to speak, but Aizawa covered tightly the detective's mouth with his hands. He saw Matsuda holding a rope, ready to chain up his whole body. The detective couldn't react, couldn't escape, but most importantly couldn't explain to himself what's going on. Both of his feet and hands got tied up, in a way he wouldn't easily free himself. They had tied up his ankles and his wrists too.
He saw a stage. It looked like those stages in theaters. It was huge with lots of seats. People there were either sitting or standing up and were cheering for someone. He couldn't see their faces though. After all, the lighting inside the room was minimal. There were only the lights of the stage which fell into his eyes directly like laser beams. Despite being at the edge of the stage, he could still see the people outside. His eyes started getting burnt due to these huge and brightened up lights, and tears filled up his eyelids. Despite his slightly watered eyes, he still noticed the signs people held in the room. Except the signs, he also noticed a microphone on the center of the stage.
«Hail Kira! Kill those who oppose you!» «We love you!» «You're our hero!»
The crowd cheered louder as someone entered the stage. L turned his head to see none other than Light. Kira himself. The greatest enemy of his! However, he had red eyes and a smirk smile across his face. Somehow, the detective's instinct tried to warn him of what was going to happen afterward, but he ignored it instead. Something he usually doesn't do.
"My faithful supporters! Finally, the victory is mine! Kira is now the God of the new world! Glorify me!" He screamed inside the microphone.
The crowded room cheered once again, and Light slowly walked towards L at the edge of the stage. People couldn't see him, as he was behind the curtains.
"I now bring you L's true identity!"
L felt his heart hammering intensely in his chest as Light pulled the rope on the center of the stage, so everyone could see Kira's absolute worst enemy of all time. His body slipped onto the floor of his inability to walk, while the rope was being pulled. He saw the crowd which was staring at him, and yelling words he would never try to pronounce. Some were even taking photos of him. They were probably reporters. Or maybe Kira's supporters. He knew everyone wanted to know L's true identity and who's that man behind those solved mysteries. Who's that man behind this letter and screen. But most importantly, who's that man who dared to consider a hero as a criminal.
To Kira's supporters, L was a blasphemer. How dare he offend this divine person whom everyone respected and feared, just like a God? How dare he not be afraid of God himself? The big brother of everyone!
"Yagami... I knew from the start you were Kira after all, but this... How could you..." L managed to pronounce his words.
"Excuse me! I can't hear you over the sound of how awesome I am!" Light replied sarcastically.
He then approached the microphone to interact with his servants. They were not just fans admiring their idol. They were servants of his! They were his followers worshipping their own God. They hadn't built a shrine yet, but they planned to. Kira deserved it after all! His worthwhile tries were enough to make a better world, for everyone!
"My faithful servants, listen to me!" He commanded. The crowd stopped cheering as they heard their God's order.
"Am going to ask L some questions about his acts towards me, and as soon as I finish, he will be able to see what happens to whoever gets in lord Kira's way! No explanations needed. I will officially win when he will be sacrificed in public! He'll pay for everything he has done to Kira's fame!"
The crowd responded to God's request clamoring and demanding for L's public sacrifice. It wasn't a surprise to L though. He knew he was going to be killed at some point. But he felt... Betrayed. The policemen were all his allies to catch Kira, right? Well, as it turned out, they weren't. It was another evil trap of Light. He was all alone in the end... He was helpless, but he had to protect himself!
The teenage assassin waved his hands, in a way to make the crowd understand they should be quiet. It seemed like he told them «Be quiet. This is a historical moment we all need to remember!»
"So, dear L. What is the main reason the police and you started chasing me?"
He brought the microphone in front of his mouth. Every word of his must be heard from everyone.
"You killed many people without mercy! We are talking about a crime that affected global history! Probably the worst crime of the century! You're not a God, nor a hero, nor anything remarkable for society! You are just another maniac killer!" L managed to pronounce the whole sentence, while his breath sounded like it would fade.
People started cursing him though L couldn't hear their harsh words for him. He didn't care after all, what the world thought about him.
"Did you hear that, people? Am a maniac killer! Hahahahahaha!! Nice joke, man! Good one!" Light gave him his psychotic laugh.
"That's the first time you've actually made me laugh... In ever! Well, to reciprocate, I will tell you something too! Just as funny you told me. Maybe... Show. That's the correct word"
"Show, me... I would like to see something as interesting as your accomplishments..."
"You will, Lawliet!"
The killer turned his head to the crowd and called out a girl's last name. A name L couldn't believe he just heard. In fact, he wished he could wake up and everything would be just a bad dream. How wonderful that'd be...
"Amane! Get up and let me finish this! Just get up already!"
A young blond and cute girl walked towards the stage. Some were whispering to each other when she was seen in the crowd. She approached the two rivals while she held scissors in her right hand. Her eyes were red too, with a smirk smile across her face. L was now speechless.
"Misa..."
"Oh, you didn't expect this, did you, Lawliet? I've decided your sacrifice to be simple. I won't kill you by the death note, but by the scissors held by my partner. You have to answer every question I will do. If you reply wrong or rudely, she will enter the scissors on your skin. Every wrong or rude answer will make the scissors get deeper and deeper until she reaches your veins! And that's the perfect way of dying when someone opposes Kira!"
The crowd cheered again, which made L feeling sick. He didn't want to hear all these heartless people demanding a person's death in public. Where's the police? Not the task force members, but the rest of the ICPO headquarters. What's happening outside the room? Can't they hear someone's speaking who claims to be Kira? They don't need to know if that's the real Kira! They just need some humanity! They're going to kill someone in public!
No... He wasn't afraid of dying. The feeling of betrayal occupied his mind and heart. The betrayal of humanity, the betrayal of the task force team. And Misa... Misa had betrayed him too! He knew she loved Light as a partner, but could she agree to such brutality? No, she couldn't! That girl wasn't Misa at all! Light had completely occupied her real personality. It had «killed» it in other words. That woman couldn't be Misa... Nothing reminded of her.
"Question number two: Why do you think I'm a killer? Answer with details!"
L blinked fast to cover the tears on his eyelids and tried to clear his throat in order not to sound he was about to cry.
"I already answered that... In the task force headquarters! You need to remember"
"I don't! Say it once again!"
"Nobody deserves the death of anyone! Everyone's lives are equal! No matter how harsh is a criminal, the death penalty is always prohibited"
Misa stabbed the scissors on his arm showing no mercy. A small river seemed to fall on his white shirt. His breathing was now heavy and his pulse had increased much more than before. He felt like his heart would jump out of his body. It seemed that it couldn't bear to be there too. And the sacrifice had not yet begun.
"That was a rude answer! No man is equal! Some were born inferior to others! How dare you talking about equality, when you sacrificed most of the FBI agents in order to understand my ways of killing! That's hypocrisy, greatest detective of the world!"
With this ironic comment, he let the crowd cheer and applause him for torturing L. It hurt, but he couldn't let the fear control his mind. He had to be brave! He had to show Kira he wasn't afraid of him even when he physically tortured him.
"Question number three: Will you ever change your mind about my ideology?"
"Yes, I will!"
Light's expression changed. Maybe he didn't hear well what he said.
"You will?!"
"Yes! Only over my dead body!"
"Misa, get the scissors"
This time the scissors penetrated deeper into his flesh. Apparently, Misa was glad while watching his blood running around his shirt. Mixing red with white and making it pink. Pink warm blood coming out of his body. He closed tightly his eyes while felt the scissors ripping off his skin and tried not to scream from pain. Until he noticed a piece of flesh falling on the floor. She had cut off a small piece of his skin from his shoulder. The blood wouldn't stop running. It was a small red river running down his arm.
This scene... Is it trying to remind me something? He thought.
"Fine! If you insist that much, I'll answer «correctly» in all of your questions!" He tried to raise his voice.
"Aww look at you! You're so adorable being injured by the girl who was supposed to loveyou! How pathetic of you, trying to be her savior..."
L didn't like this sarcastic comment about Misa. "I'm not trying to save Misa! I cannot free her from her suffering anyway. She's a slave of yours"
"Oh, so you're admitting you actually love her, right?"
"I don't think there's anything wrong with loving someone. Speaking generally right now..."
"Did you hear that, people? We now have two important elements about L! He's suspicious of everyone and everything, but he's also jealous of me for having a girlfriend!"
"Boo!!"
The crowd's screams were heard. Suddenly, the detective started having faint tendencies, but he decided to stay strong both physically and mentally. He had promised himself he would hunt Kira until the end of his life, so why end now? He was a brave young man, as the Wammy's kids usually called him.
He looked at the teenage killer, directly into his eyes showing no fear of his presence. He was the friendly young adult he saw when he entered the Kira headquarters. They played tennis together, they made jokes with each other. They made a good company together. Though, deep down in his soul, he knew who the real Light was. The Light he met wasn't Light at all. He never was. He was Kira from the start. The one the world loved and admired. L on the other hand, only at the hearing of Kira's name was he disgusted.
"Kira... I know you're going to kill me. Why do you keep delaying your acts? Just kill me already!"
"Dear, Lawliet, I do have reasons why I keep delaying your sacrifice"
He grabbed the collar of L's shirt and brought it in front of his face. His fiery eyes looked straight into the detective's eyes. As if he were going to talk to him about what his eyes were hiding. The mirror of his soul. His face was so near to L's face which seemed he was going to kiss him.
"Remember when you've told me I was the first friend you have ever had? Well, to be honest, you were my first friend too! Although I was always popular in school, I never had true friends who would love me and accept me for who I am. But you were the first true friend, L! You were the one who looked directly into my soul without being afraid of me! We did lots of things together like true best friends. We always hang out with Misa, or by ourselves, and that's what I truly appreciated from you as a rival. Kira needs to have friends who will always be loyal to him! So, am glad you gave me a piece of your heart! I had lots of fun with you!"
L remembered his words. Indeed he had said that, but that was for checking his reaction. He never really felt anything friendly for him. He couldn't hang out with a serial killer just for fun! Their meetings were just times to check his personality and acts too. He didn't believe anything he said. Once again, he saw him splitting the lies directly in his face.
"Kira, could you tell your Robo-Misa to kill me after you finish your monologue?"
Light's expression changed to a smirk yet stupid smile. He looked like a kid solving a math problem on his own.
"My, my, my! You sure understand Kira's duties don't you L?"
"No, your breath just stinks" The detective counterattacked.
The crowd screamed again, as Light's expression radically changed. This time he looked offended. He moved L's shirt with such strength, that he thought it's gonna be ripped off.
"How dare you talking back to someone powerful!! You little sassy bitch!"
The Robot-Misa as if she got her master's message, grabbed L's bloody arm and stabbing the scissors deep in his muscles, she eventually found his veins to make the blood stop running inside of him. He left a soft moan and let himself lead to his fate. He felt no pain anymore...
The bumping of his body onto the floor made him wake up. He may have opened his eyes, but his brain was still sleeping. There was no one in the secret base of the task force. He was all alone and Watari had passed away a very long time ago, due to Kira. He noticed he had slept on this desk under the big screens. It seems the weight of his body made him fall.
I see... So the whole thing was just a dream... He thought.
He was now sure it was just a nightmare, but it seemed so real. It felt like everything happened in the real world. And it wasn't just that. For some reason, he had this sense he had lived in this world once again. Like a deja vu feeling. He had... Lived this once. That Light actually had killed him in public and people were watching.
He rubbed his eyes and checked his shoulder. He still had the gauze of the injury of the bullet, but non his ripped off skin. He left a sigh of relief.
A deja vu feeling while you're dreaming. Strange... Perhaps in another universe, my death would be different. Maybe Kira would agree to kill me in public. I don't know. This dream is a sign I have to focus more on the case before things get completely out of hand.