Lies On Ch 18 Judas Immortal
A/N: This is a Death Note fanfic. I don't own Death Note.
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The wind whipped against the demon from where he was perched upon the mountaintop overlooking his New World or at least the forest of the park and the surrounding Tokyo megalopolis-it looked like all of it was burning from the setting sun (reflected in his golden eyes.) A simple jar was clutched protectively in his talons.
L was dead.
He died no better than the others.
Now there was nothing to slow him down-nothing to stand in his way...
No, Ryuuga was dead. Ryuuzaki was dead.
His Raven was…
There was nothing left to bury.
This isn’t what I…
It’s not fair!
Light leaned into the wind as he opened the jar and scattered his ashes into the wind.
No. It’s better this way...
***
Soon after the disappearance of “Ryuuzaki” the police had brought Light in for questioning.
The demon stood and watched the police station burn to the ground.
He watched his father die, his normally stoic features contorted in anguish and betrayal.
Light wasn’t sure when he started laughing. He wasn’t sure why he was laughing-he didn’t find any of this funny at all, and even he found the sound of his laughter to be rather unnerving-it was a piercing sound, a wild and desperate cry that even drowned out the roaring inferno. For some reason that made him laugh harder and once he started he found it impossible to stop until it had run its course so he threw back his head and just let it all out until it finally subsided somewhat into psychotic giggling and hysterical sobbing.
It’s better this way!
When he finally calmed down enough to notice he saw that Ryuk was looking at him aghast.
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I made a mistake in letting Ryuuzaki get so close. Never again! God rules alone!
A God… is alone.
With a shaking hand, Light disarmed the traps and retrieved his notebook from its hiding place where he had stored it, protected in a box and wrappings, in a little crevice in the rock face of a sheer cliff. It could only be accessed by flying. The shut off switch for the trap he built could only be accessed by one immune to fire such as himself and if the trap wasn’t shut off within 10 seconds the notebook would catch fire and burn to cinders. After successfully retrieving the notebook, the demon again flew up to the summit of the mountain, this time clutching his prize. He retrieved a pen from his pocket and opened up the notebook to a fresh page.
“Light-o? What are you doing?!” Ryuk was shocked when he saw what names were going into the notebook.
“He did me a favor,” the teen insisted in a soft but biting tone.
“Huh?”
“Ryuuzaki! He… he did me a favor! Dying….” (Ryuk noticed how Light’s breath hitched. He needed a moment before he could continue.) “…on me like that! Attachments are a weakness!”
Just write them out! Write them all out... IT’S BETTER THIS WAY!
It only took a half hour of writing to kill all his friends and family.
When his task was completed the teen slumped forward, the notebook falling in his lap. He could bring himself to do nothing more than stare out at the fiery glow of the sunset-the light was fading fast.
This world… will burn.
***
And so Kira brought the world to its knees.
It didn’t seem to make much difference.
No matter how many he killed it was all so ROTTEN! It was never good enough… It never got any better than this.
The humans walked on by; unaware that it was their God that walked beside them, that they passed on the street, in the park, at the shopping malls.
He had everything… and nothing.
(Nothing without…)
As two lovers walked pass a brooding teen on a park bench they did not know how very lucky they were that said teen did not know their names.
It’s not fair!
“The world’s not fair, Light-kun.”
“Ryuuzaki?” Light asked with a start, he could have sworn he heard L’s voice. And for a moment he thought he caught a glimpse of a slouched figure with dark messy hair…
No one was there.
He had just caught a glimpse of his own reflection in the koi pond. He swore he could almost see Ryuuzaki if he stared deep enough...
Ryuk chuckled when Light “failed to drown himself” when some good Samaritan pulled him from the water and Light’s cursed demon body healed any damage.
***
The incubus continued to hunt.
He would seek out men with fair skin and dark hair. For a fleeting moment he could pretend he had found L again. An illusion that was always broken before the night was through.
Death was an appropriate punishment for such a betrayal.
And every time he broke a bit more.
Each time, for a fleeting moment he could pretend he had found Ryuuzaki again. But as the young demon found was true with all things, it carried a terrible price, because at the same time it was like he was killing Ryuuzaki over and over again.
But for that fleeting moment he would always succumb… and so would his prey.
***
When Light heard the news that “L” had challenged him again he was hoping against hope-as insane as it was-that Ryuuzaki was somehow back. That he had somehow been resurrected by the angels-if something like him existed then perhaps there were angels. Perhaps the devious detective had gone off and got himself some wings and a halo and could now backup his holier than thou attitude. As irritating as that thought was the demon still found himself hoping. Light’s hopes had soared upon discovering and breaking into “L’s” hideout-of course between his genius mind and his demonic powers, such incursions were child’s play. Kira snuck into this “SPK’s” headquarters, undetected.
“Ryuuzaki?” Light’s voice trembled with emotion when he saw the figure crouching in the shadows surrounded by monitors, and strangely enough, toys. But the silhouette looked just like…
I’ve found you! After so long…
The other man startled and turned around, surprise and barely masked fear written on his features upon seeing the strange man in the dark suit who looked like he had just waltzed into his highest security building.
Light should have known better than to get his hopes up by now. No matter how he worked to change it, this world seemed to offer nothing but disappointment. He observed it was a man in his mid-twenties. He crouched and slouched. He wore a baggy white shirt and blue pants. He had dark, ever-staring eyes.
But it wasn’t his L.
The man’s youthful features and the wild mane of curly white hair crowning his head boldly proclaimed this…
It wasn’t L. Just an imposter using L’s name.
How dare he?!
How dare he get his hopes up that Ryuuzaki had returned?!
How dare he think he could compare?!
How dare he?!
“How did you get in here?” The albino asked in a bland tone but Light could hear, could smell his fear.
“Who are you?” Light demanded, seething with barely constrained rage.
The younger man stared (it was Ryuuzaki’s stare, but it wasn’t) and nonchalantly twirled a strand of white hair. “I am L.”
Near soon learned that that was entirely the wrong thing to say.
“IMPOSTER!” Light roared. His shouting was accompanied by a sickening cracking sound as large bones erupted from the man’s back.(Ruining his suit, but he didn’t seem to care.) Near was unable to turn away as he watched the gruesome sight of flesh growing and stretching over them until they had flaired out, forming a pair of great red wings.
Ha! Coward! Light was amused by how he pale man cowered in fear. Ryuuzaki would never be cowed so easily-even when he was frightened! It was one of the many things Light admired about the man.
“Where’s L!” The demon demanded as he savagely lifted that pathetic fool by the neck, and then slammed him down over his desk.
The human struggled and squirmed and tried to arch up into his attacker, his cheeks flushed with desire-of course just like every other creature with a pulse this stupid copycat would no doubt be getting off from just being in proximity to his person. It was maddening-he didn’t WANT any of them. All he wanted was Ryuuzaki...
“Who are you?” Near whispered though he already knew the answer.
Light smiled nastily, sanguine eyes gleaming with malice. “I am Kira.” Light let that sink in before he continued. “Now tell me where L is or I’ll kill everyone here,” Light snarled.
“I told you, I am L!” the young man choked and strained in Light’s hold.
“Don’t. You. DARE! You’re not L! I knew L! There is only one L-the greatest man I’ve ever known! Don’t you dare think you could ever hope to compare to him! You’re not worthy of the sticky candies he stepped in!”
Light smiled sickly, his incubus powers were very useful. Unlike the Death Note, as long as he controlled himself he could keep a human alive in his thrall and so he had more than one opportunity to force an answer out of his prey. Kira had Near under his control as soon as the albino got a whiff of his pheromones.
Light was quick to teach Near the errors of his ways. The pathetic little sheepling groveled at his feet; begging forgiveness that he was so arrogant as to think he was any kind of match for Kira and, more importantly, that he would dare to use L’s name.
“Tell me where Ryuuzaki is!”
In the end, no matter what Light tried this “Near” had no answers for him, this man was no L and Light was too angry to pretend otherwise. So in the end the demon merely snapped his neck.
***
Kira continued to write. The world was still not pure, still not clean, still not perfect.
Where was Ryuuzaki? It could never be perfect without Ryuuzaki! Ryuuzaki never liked him killing, did he? Then perhaps if he killed enough of them Ryuuzaki would have to come back...
***
“I guess I couldn’t kill you after all.”
“Hmm?”
“I wrote your name in the Death Note, see? But you didn’t die.”
“Ah…” Light said, totally unconcerned as he gazed out the window, a dreamy, faraway look in his eyes as he stared out at the palace gardens and the field of erect and spiky petaled blue flowers. Lupins-that started with an L…
“Nothing personal, it’s just… It’s not fun anymore.”
Light simply sat cross-legged on his throne. The God-Emperor chuckled darkly for a bit before looking up at the death god while grinning madly. "Silly Shinigami! You can't kill what's already dead! Light Yagami died long ago."
As Ryuk continued to grumble Light seemed to become lucid for just a moment...
“You’re not going to leave me too, are you?” Light asked pathetically, a very stricken look upon his face.
“I don’t really have a choice, now do I?” Ryuk muttered bitterly.
***
He wandered lost through the barren wasteland beneath blackened skies. The sun did not seem to exist in this place-nothing much seemed to exist in this place but ash and dust-everything was dull, blackened and grey.
“Where is everyone?” Light said in barely a whisper as he stared in disbelief at the impossible world around him.
Ryuk cackled bitterly. “What? Isn’t this what you wanted? You know-a peaceful world… Ah, listen.... Hear that? …Silence.”
“Ah, now I see! So Light Yagami is going to fix all the world’s problems…” L’s long ago spoken words resounded in his head.
“Where’s Ryuuzaki?” Light demanded.
The Shinigami sighed a long suffering sigh as if he had been asked that many times before. “He’s dead, Light,” Ryuk told him in a strangely gentle tone. “Don’t you remember?”
Just then the Shinigami was wracked with a strange hacking fit.
“Ryuk? What’s wrong?”
“I’m dying, Light.
“What?!”
“There’s nothing left to feed on.”
“What happened?!”
The Shinigami eyed him as if he were an ancient source of irritation. “You Light. You killed them all.”
Ryuk grunted in pain as he began to crumble to dust.
“No, not you too! Please don’t leave me here alone! Please!” Light begged of the ashes in the wind.
***
Light shrieked and fought frantically against the tangle of sheets as he bolted awake. Beside him L, a very much alive L, grumbled and rolled over in his sleep when Light accidentally buffeted him with his wings in his frantic attempts to escape his nightmare but L did not wake-once the insomniac got to sleep he slept like the dead.
Light checked his pulse just to be sure, he finally reassured himself that L was indeed alive and alright after a long while of watching and listening to the rise and fall of L’s chest. It helped to calm Light’s own racing heartbeat. Light reluctantly disentangled himself from the detective. He sat for a moment on the edge of the bed, holding his head in his hands.
Ryuuzaki. Ryuuga. L... What am I going to do with you?
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A/N: Before you kill me…
This story was originally written for a kink request for an incubus!Light that eventually seduces and kills L and then goes on to rule the world but is very sad about it. Well, that didn’t really fit the comedic tone that I inevitably fell into. And this version of Light loves L very much-he could never cope with such a “victory.” It would REALLY screw him up! So, bam-nothing like a really horrific nightmare sequence, like Light’s very own ghost of Christmas future, to get him questioning his priorities.
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