Death Note: The Next Kira (Part One)

Chapter Twenty-One: A Broken Spell and Light's Magic Mirror Call

JANUARY 23, 2006

AROUND 6:30 AM 

TOKYO, JAPAN 

                                                                                    MARIE 

I sighed and lay down on the bed with the outfit I was going to wear to school today. 

"Well," I began. "I don't know anybody who owes a Death Note other than myself, but maybe I'll get to meet someone one day." I looked at Light, who was sitting in my computer chair eating an apple. "Right, Light?" I asked. 

"Maybe," he answered right before he took a bite of the apple. "If there are any people who owe a Death Note, then they at least wanna keep it hidden because of what I did. Many people wanna use it for good and evil."

 "Why did you go evil and kill Raye Penber along with Naomi Misora?" I asked.

 He shrugged. "Eh," Light let out as he tried to think of an answer to give me. "That's because they could have exposed me, and since I didn't have any experience with witchcraft, I had to eliminate them."

 I glared at him. Light said that. "Hey!" Light said in an offended tone. "I told you I didn't know how to use witchcraft, magic, sorcery, and all those kinds of stuff witches use!" He paused for a moment. "That's the truth," Light continued. "And the truth can suck sometimes." He continued to eat his apple. 

I sat up in my bed and straightened out my Diva Destruction T-shirt, which had the album cover for Passion's Price, which was released back in 2001. (Two years after Kira a.k.a Light Yagami came into power.) I had this T-shirt ever since I was fifteen. I got it from Hot Topic with my allowance money for helping my grandma, a.k.a my dad's mom, with the chickens and helping her cook meals. I spent most of my allowance money on helping my grandma with Goth band CDs, Goth band posters, Goth band T-shirts, Gothic clothing, and dark makeup. I've been into Gothic literature since I turned eleven and got into Goth music when I was fifteen. 

"Well," I began. "I'm just glad the spell I used to erase Chief Matsuda's and Commander Aizawa's minds, along with everybody else's minds, worked." 

Light swallowed the pieces of the apple that he had in his mouth after chewing them for a while. "But what if something happened like that again?" he asked. 

Light held out his hand as if he was expecting me to give him something. 

"Give me your Death Note," he commanded. "It's too dangerous to be carrying it in your backpack at school. I've already told you this."

 Without any hesitation, I unzipped my backpack and gave my Death Note to Light. He opened the notebook and tore a few pages out.

 "This is all you need," Light said, offering me the pieces of paper from the Death Note. "Only use it when you have to...or else, I'll write your name in the Death Note."

 I didn't respond negatively or say anything to Light as I took the pages from the notebook and placed them into my backpack. After I did that, I headed to the door and opened it, but before I could walk out. I turned around and looked at Light. "I'll see you after school," I told him. He didn't say anything but made a slight smile on his face right before I turned around and closed the door. I smelled something good from downstairs and followed the scent of deliciousness coming from the kitchen. 

I was surprised to see that Christy was still baking sweets. I tilted my head in confusion and didn't say anything for a minute. Christy turned as she was stirring something in the bowl. 

"Ooh, good morning, Marie," she greeted me.

 "G-Good morning," I greeted back awkwardly. 

I looked around and didn't know what to think about Christy still baking sweets. Hopefully, the Sweet Snatcher won't come back anytime soon. I thought.