Death Note: The Next Kira (Part One)

Prologue: Lights Up, Light

JANUARY 28, 2005

MID-EVENING 

YOKOHAMA, JAPAN

                                                                               LIGHT 

I stood by the warehouse door and thought about the crowd of people that surrounded me. The police force that works with Near and me, along with his crew, as I waited for them to die.

  Useless fools. I thought to myself. I turned and looked at Near. 

"Near," I called out. He tilted his head, waiting for me to say something. "Here's something to feed your thoughts. That notebook you have, and the one that Aizawa brought from the Japanese Task Headquarters. Are they both real?"

 Near widened his eyes, andI began to walk around the room.

 "If you truly want to defeat Kira, as well as test the notebook that Aizawa's carrying..." I stopped and raised my arms. "I guess you're gonna have to write down my name or Mikami's." 

Near didn't respond. Instead, he just looked at me with a dirty look. "It's the only way to see if it's real..." I removed a piece of the notebook that I had hidden in my watch. "Or fake!"  I began to write down Near's real name on the piece of paper I collected from the notebook.

"He's hidden a piece from the notebook!" Rester pointed at me and shouted. "Matsuda!" I heard Aizawa shout. 

I then felt a sharp pain go through my hand. I groaned and dropped the pen along with the paper I had collected from the notebook. I started to breathe heavily in and out of my mouth and turned to look at Matsuda, who was holding a gun. 

"Matsuda, you idiot!" I shouted at him. "Don't screw with me!"

 "What was it all for then?" he asked. "What about your dad? What the hell did he die for?!" I kept heavily breathing as the blood from my hands started to drip onto the concrete floor. 

"My Dad?!" I asked right before I cackled. "You mean Soichiro Yagami? That's right, Matsuda. In this world, all those earnest people like him who fight for justice... they always lose. You want a world where people like that are made to be fools?! I know you understand, so kill the others!! Shoot them!!" 

Tears ran down Matsuda's face. "You led your own father to his death," he cried. "And now he's gone, you call him a fool?!"

 I didn't respond. Instead, I tried to write Near's last name on the piece of paper with my own blood. 

"His blood!" Rester shouted. Matsuda yelled and shot me four more times before I fell to the ground. "AUGH!" I groaned from the pain. Matsuda ran up to me until he pointed his gun at me. "I'll kill him, I'll kill him!" he repeated twice. "He has to die!" Matusda tried to shoot me in the head, but was pulled back before he could.

"It's finally over, isn't it?" I heard Rester ask. "Yes," Near answered. 

I lay there in pain as I panted for air. "Where are you, Misa?! Where are you, Takada?!" I cried out. "What will I do now?" 

In the distance, I heard a man scream. I looked up and saw Mikami slitting his chest open with a pen and falling to the ground. 

"Mikami!" Rester shouted as he and the others ran up to him. I got up and opened the barn door with every bit of strength that I had. "Quick! Stop the bleeding!" Ide said. "It's too late. He'll be dead soon."

 I ran out the door and didn't look back. "Wait, Light!" I heard Matsuda shout. "He's getting away!" Aizawa shouted.  

In my wounded state, I tried to run away. I cried as I remembered what happened the first day I found the Death Note. I could only imagine what my life would have been like if I hadn't picked up the Death Note. My father would still be alive, Sayu wouldn't have been kidnapped by Mello, and wouldn't have been traumatized due to that incident. But Misa...would she and I have ever crossed paths if I didn't find the Death Note and become Kira? My God! What would she do if I died like this? My God, I don't wanna die like this! I ran until I saw an empty warehouse. I dropped down onto the staircase and lay there in pain. 

                                                                     RYUK