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Tower of Babel
Author of 31 Stories

Rated: K - English - General/Supernatural - Light Y. & L - Reviews: 3 - Updated: 05-07-09 - Published: 03-06-09 - id:4905609

V - KIRA EXPOSED

That evening after dinner, Demetre returned in his room and took apart Light’s phone. He cloned it. He sat at his desk with a small tool kit.

He had an extra phone that was given to him by his phone service provider with a free offer before getting his current one that he had to pay a monthly fee for. The free phone was a piece of crap, but it would do the job.

He also copied the SIM card with all Light‘s contacts to the clone phone. It was an exact duplicate in every way except for outer appearance.

“Why are you doing this to your friend’s phone?” Geist asked. The Shinigami was looking over Demetre’s shoulder.

“It’s what I do, I’m curious in nature,“ Demetre replied. “What other opportunity am I going to have to do this? “

“But why do it at all? What point will it serve?”

“After looking through Light’s phone, I found a couple of numbers of interest, and by cloning it, I can listen in to his conversions.”

“You human’s are unusual, curious but deceptive. It’s a wonderment you have survived as long as you have.”

“Perseverance, we strive to achieve,” Demetre said. “And sometimes that takes dubious tactics.”

“But why spy on your friend? Don’t you trust him?”

“Trust is not the issue here. His father’s a police detective, and in Japan at this moment, law enforcement have their hands full with Kira. If ever Light talks about Kira to his father, I can listen in and get insight information.”

“The media would have more relevant news on Kira,” Giest said. “The police are baffled by Kira, and now this second Kira. If your friend’s father is a detective, sharing information would not be prudent. Your culture likes to keep secrets, what the police call classified information.”

“Human’s have an uncanny need to gossip even about information deemed classified. Light’s studying to be a police detective and his father might want his son’ s insight. Years ago, Light helped the NPA in a fraud case. With information Light collected from the media, he was able to determinate a pattern to the criminal’s intent, and the NPA was able to set up a sting operation to catch him. Light was very influential in the case. He’s quite an intelligent guy. So am I in fact. We share similar interests. That’s why I think, eventually, Light’s father will want his son’s input in the case. And when he does, this phone will act as that medium.”

“You want to be a detective, and this is dishonest,” Geist said. “I thought police officers were supposed to stop this sort of criminal activity?”

Demetre smiled amused. “Sometimes even the police must stoop to being criminals to stop an escalation of criminal activity. It’s just the way it works. It is dishonest, but it helps.”

He put Light’s phone back together. It was finished with it. Then he turned on the clone phone. As soon as he turned it on, a voicemail icon popped on the screen. Demetre opened it. It had come from Light’s house number. Light probably tried to call his cell phone. As Demetre didn’t know the voice box number, he couldn’t listen to the message. But it didn’t matter. It said HOME. The cloning had been successful.

Demetre grabbed a light jacket from the back of his chair and left his room. The Shinigami followed him. He told his parents he was going out, and left.

As he walked through the narrow streets of the housing complex where Light lived, it was only a twenty minute walk, Geist followed close behind him. The Shinigami preferred to walk instead of fly. Geist had wings, but they were concealed within his body.

It felt odd having a Shinigami - a god of death - follow him, but as long as he was the owner of Geist’s Death Note, they were bonded. Shinigami Sacred law demanded it. Geist had explained everything about the Death Note, and now Demetre understood Kira’s powers.

They were supernatural in origin and without equal. Only to another Death Note, however. And the Death Note was transferable. So if the current owner of a Death Note died and another human picked it up, then that Death Note could be owned by another. And so on a so forth.

It was exciting to think about. The power of a Shinigami in the palm of his hand, to do with as he pleased. It was tempting to kill, but Kira was already under enough fire by the media and other Anti-Kira groups. It was best not to add to an already explosive situation. And with the addition of this second Kira, things were about to become even more dicey.

Kira vs. Kira.

The fate of the world rested in each of their hands. Which one would come out victorious? Which one would die at the hands of the other? Or would they join forces and become even stronger?

Exciting, he thought.

Then there was L. No one knew who he was. He just appeared out of the blue one day to confront Kira on national TV. He was mysterious, but he was also very dangerous. There was nothing worse than an intelligent foe. Kira may have the power to kill by supernatural means, but L had the entire world’s police at his disposal to combat him. And the world was not big enough to hid in anymore. Kira’s identity would be revealed soon enough. There are always clues to follow, patterns to map. A serial killer like Kira has a distinct personality. One slip could cost Kira everything.

* * *

Arriving at Light’s house Demetre knocked on the door, but Geist stayed back in the shadows. Even though no one could see him, he wanted to keep his distance, for a reason he didn‘t explain.

The Shinigami felt uneasy. There was something eerie about this human’s house. He sensed a presence both familiar and yet foreign. His sixth sense told him that another Shinigami was near by with a Death Note. However, he could not establish an exact fix.

The door opened and a smaller human appeared at the threshold. This human was female and stood several feet shorter than Demetre Draycott.

Sayu Yagami smiled with a familiar friendliness when she saw Demetre. Geist knew this human. Demetre told him about he and about Light Yagami. “Demmy, long time no see. How have you been?” she said.

Demetre smiled back. “I’ve been okay. University is a pain.”

“Light’s said the same thing, but everything comes to easy to him. My big brother is genius. He gets bored a lot.”

“Me too,” Demetre replied. “Is Light home? I have his cell phone. He left it at school today. I left him a message saying I had it.”

“Yeah, he told us about it, and was relieved you found it,” Sayu said. “He’s glad he has a friend like you. He’ll be happy to get it back.” She stepped back and turned towards the staircase that lead upstairs. “Oh Light…Demmy’s here!” She shouted with a mocking tone.

“Sayu, don’t shout like that,” her mother said. Sachiko Yagami came to the door. She smiled at Demetre. She then turned to Sayu, and said, “If you want to tell your brother something, then go up and tell him personally. The neighbors can hear you shouting.”

“Sorry, Mom.”

The sound of a door opened and then footfalls came down the stairs. Light smiled when he saw Demetre. Demetre smile back, holding Light’s phone in his hand. Demetre handed it to Light when he came to the door. Sayu and Light‘s mother stepped back. “I thought you’d want this back, Light” Demetre said. “It’s not like you to be so careless.”

Light smirked. Demetre‘s tone of voice was lighthearted. “Sometimes love makes you blind to certain realities like cell phone care.”

“Takada is a catch. I’m glad you found someone. You were always a loner in grade school, and even in high school you studied all the time.”

“I want to be police officer like my father, I had to.”

“You’re not going to settle with just catching criminals are you?”

Light Yagami seemed oddly taken aback by the question, and his brow folded with confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, with your intelligence you can do anything, be anyone.”

“I want to be a detective. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do.”

Demetre smiled. “Your loss I suppose.”

Light’s head shook lightly and he smiled. “You’ve always been a good friend, Demmy. You’ve always told me the truth.”

“I’ve had to. You kept on denying it.”

Geist finally identified the eeriness he had been feeling and came out of the shadows. He walked over and leaned to Demetre, and said, “A Shinigami resides at this address. I can’t see him, but I can sense his presence. Your friend possesses a Death Note.”

Demetre’s eyes widened with shock.

At that moment he wished he had made the Shinigami eye deal to confirm what Geist had just revealed to him. If he couldn’t see Light’s lifespan, it would prove Light owned a Death Note. A lifespan cannot be seen by another human who has a Death Note.

But which Kira was Light - the original, or the second Kira?

Geist explained before, a Shinigami would not expose another Shinigami or an owner of the Death Note to another, but Geist was different than the rest. He was rogue Shinigami, willing to break the rules for entertainment.

“Is something wrong, Demmy?” Light asked.

Demetre smiled thinly. “No Light, everything’s just fine.” Which one are you, eh Light? Demetre thought. I know your secret now, but you don’t know mine.

“Then please, come in. Have some tea. We’re taking the same classes at To-Oh University. I know you want to be a police officer. We can share notes.”

Demetre put a hand up. “No, but thank you. I have some things to do. I only came by to return your phone. Take better care of it. I’ll see you later.” Demetre faked a smile and then started to walk away.

“Later,” he heard Light say, and the door closed.

Out of sight, Demetre’s face became dark. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper from the Death Note. He left the book at home. Geist explained that even a piece was as useful as the full book.

With a pen, he started to write down a name in large, capital letters, but then stopped short of finishing it.

LIGHT YAGA

“Aren’t you going to finish writing his name?” said Geist, looking at the paper.

Demetre crumpled the piece of paper in his hand and let his arm fall at his side. “I’m being impetuous. There’s no evidence Light is Kira.”

“He could be this second Kira. Either way, he’s a threat. Kill him.”

Demetre eyed Geist. “Is he Kira, or the second Kira?”

“I can’t answer that. I don’t know. The only thing I know is he possesses a Death Note, and a Shinigami is here at his house.”

“Kira - the first Kira - killed my grandfather. My grandfather suffered a massive heart attack while in jail. He was charged with embellishing funds from the company he worked for, but the evidence was circumstantial. He was later cleared, but only after his death.

“Kira ignores civil liberties. I don’t see Light doing that. He’s always had a overwhelming sense of justice. Even when we were kids playing board games he was always fair. He never cheated. He didn’t have to. Light has strong morals.”

“But what if Light Yagami is Kira, then what will you do?”

“If, and only if, I find out Light is the true Kira, then not even a god of death will be able to protect him from me, and a fate worse than death. I will have my revenge.”

TBC



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