Insanity's Ideals ~Prequel to Deathnote~

Chapter 6 ~Encounter~

Days passed and I was ‘recovering’ from the fright that I was given to by Kan, and slowly things began to die down. The first day back was hell; I had been swallowed up by people as they attacked me with numerous questions and things of that sort. So many people had asked if I was okay, what were my thoughts on the matter... Honestly, the nosy side of human beings irritated me to no end.

And with each question fired at me, the more I wanted to just kill them all. The world would be so better off without these people-- all they wanted was information so that they could somehow distort it and create a new rumor about me. Something along the lines that I somehow killed him, or how I was going to do this or that...

“Ai, Ai, is this true!?”

“Hey Ai, did you hear this?”

“Ai, are you feeling any better?”

“Ai!”

“Ai!”

“Ai!!”

I was about to lose it. So many stupid people in this world, so many nuisances... I wanted to go home and be away from all these aggravations. So, in order to distract myself I thought of who would be worthy to stay in my new world and who would not be permitted too. My mind drifted to the geniuses of Japan, of Europe, of America, of China. All the big countries and rulers of this world.

Then I remembered something, something I had read a while back on the Internet. I could not recall the name of the site; just the article. Even that was still just a dimly lit memory of something. It was something about a very secretive person. A detective. I remember my brother saying how amazing he was, how he learned about him by sneaking into an Interpol meeting that he shouldn’t have even been near, much less heard of. And yet, I couldn’t remember the name of the detective...

The bell rang and everyone left, some in a hurry and some slowly. I was out of there quickly, wanting nothing more than to leave and be shrouded in the safe quiet of my room. Where all these questions could not reach and claw at my ears. I walked with fast-paced steps, eager to get home. It took me to eight minutes to get there when it normally would take me fifteen. With a quick hello to my mother who was preparing dinner like always, I scrambled up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door behind me and once again locked the door with a click.

I could feel it forming on my face now; a large smile. I felt laughter build up in my chest as I brought the book up in my hands. I opened it, eyes scanning over the pages I had filled. Three entire pages...

I still couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t fucking believe it! The Deathnote... I’ve learned more than I have in years! And I know there’s still so much out there to discover... Even more secrets of the human mind.

“Somebody has been quite busy, haven’t they?”

The raspy voice came from behind me, it felt like death itself was talking to me. Whirling around, I felt my visible eye grow huge as I laid my eyes upon it.

It stared me with a large and intimidating smile. I wanted to scream, stumble back, do something-- but my feet felt like they were glued to the ground. I tried to scream, but no sound escaped me except a series of disbelieving gasps. I was terrified. What was that thing!?

“Cat got your tongue or somethin’?” It asked me, cocking its head to the side a little.

I stared at it, trying to make sense out of it all. It was tall standing, almost seven feet. It seemed like it was slouched over, however, so it wasn’t at full height. It was gray-skinned with large eyes and a face that looked like a skull with skin. Horns poked out of its forehead, curving into little spirals. It had a mane also, black as ravens, around its head. I could make out wings too; half his overall size.

“Who the hell are you?!” I asked him, finally gaining some, if any, composure.

His smile widened and he pointed at the Deathnote in my hand with one long, bony finger. “I’m the original owner of that Deathnote.”