Eren
Damn the Titans. I'll kill each and every one of them. They've tainted this city, and even state for far too long. Now they're in need of divine punishment.
With each thought was another kick or punch to the bag. The Titan's little broadcast angered me. I have anger issues, so it's important for me to blow off steam like this rather than doing it around the house or worse- letting it cloud my judgement. This little game that I had been volunteered to play with the Titans was not something that I could let get the best of me, especially when I'm already in a heated battle with the world's strongest detective.
The chains made a creaking sound as the bag swung forward. I caught it before the rebound got me. I stood there, glaring at the black punching bag as I was again lost in thought.
I couldn't save them. Instead, I watched as they were brutally murdered by Texas's most brutal gang. If I had at least gotten their names I could've put them out of their misery with a heart attack, but I couldn't. The Titans denied me of that luxury which in turn probably tipped L off on my biggest weakness; I need both a person's name and face to kill.
I punched violently at the bag, making sure to keep my wrists straight. The gloves were absorbing most of the shock, but my fists still screamed in agony as I continued to barrage the bag with attacks. I had been doing this for over an hour now. I checked the time and steadied the bag before heading to get a drink from the water fountain.
I set my bottle down in the auto filler and waited until the machine finished its job. I quickly retrieved my bottle and drank from it greedily. I hadn't noticed how dehydrated I was until that moment. I cursed, remembering that if I was hospitalized criminals would cease to be punished and then L would be able to find out my identity.
Speaking of identities, I wonder if I'll ever be able to find out L's.
I quickly shook off the thought before I got consumed by it. I had already painted multiple pictures of who I thought L was. I usually imagined them as some thirty to forty year old person with average features as to not stand out too much. All of these constant mental tangents I'd go on were of course no use in the end. I didn't need to know what L looked like, I just needed to beat them in the most artistic way possible, complete and utter defeat.
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I stared at my bedroom ceiling, going over everything. I had only been Kira for a week and even though I hadn't yet slipped up, I hadn't made any progress in defeating L either. I didn't want this to end in a stalemate. I wanted to win.
No matter how much digging I did, I couldn't find anymore information on them. I hated it. Watari didn't have any files either. I bit at my thumb as I thought.
How can people trust someone so secretive?
I sat up and ran to grab my Death Note. Ryuk just watched me as he ate an apple. Over the past few days, I had learned a lot about the Death Note. Not only could I kill with means other than a heart attack, but I could control the victim's actions before death. I stuck to heart attacks, as I didn't want L to know that I could kill in other ways. It gave me an extra edge that way.
I grabbed my laptop and accessed Erwin's files again. My eyes widened when I read it. Apparently L had come down to Texas, yet they still hadn't made contact in person. L also used a voice scrambler. I tapped my chin until it finally hit me.
I opened the spreadsheet with all of the police members working on my case. I was surprised to see that there were so many. I scrolled through a couple of them until a few caught my eye. There were three officers with charges on them that hadn't been looked into yet. I shook my head.
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