Disclaimer: Don't own Death Note.
Author's Note: Hi everyone! This is my first, and likely only, Death Note Fanfic. I wrote it in about an hour on the same day I finished the manga. It's one way I thought that the story might end. Takes place in an alternate universe where Near did not replace the real Death Note. And yes, there is a reason I chose 12/21/2012 for the date the second half of the story takes place. I'm sure you can figure it out.
January 28, 2010 1:27pm
One after another, everyone in the warehouse but Light and Mikami dropped to the ground. It was over. Everything had gone according to his plan. They were all dead. L, Near, Mello, the SPK, the Japanese investigation team, all his enemies. Now, there was nothing standing in the way of the new world, Kira's new world, which he would rule as God. No one could stop him now.
Mikami, his faithful servant, knelt at his feet.
"Kira, you are truly great" the man praised him. Light laughed. He was justice. He was God.
December 21, 2012 1:27am
L turned to face him, his eyes cold and accusing.
"This is your fault" he whispered "You killed them. All of them. Nate River, Mihael Keehl , Kyosuke Higuchi, Raye Penber, Naomi Misora, Kiyomi Takada, Quillsh Wammy, Touta Matsuda, Shuichi Aizawa, Kanzo Mogi, Hideki Ide, Hirokazu Ukita, Teru Mikami, Misa Amane, even your own father." As L said each name, slowly and clearly, the owner of the name seemed to materialize behind him. Each wore a similar expression of betrayal and anger. Even Misa, who had always smiled.
"It was for a better world!" Light tried to argue, but the worlds sounded false, even to him.
"No Light. It wasn't. You are nothing but a mass murderer with too much power" L insisted
"Go away! Stop haunting me!" Light begged. But the phantoms would not leave him. They encircled him, screaming
"Liar! Traitor! Murderer!"
"Stop it! Stop it!" Light begged, but to no avail.
Light awoke screaming. That dream again. For the past three months, every time he closed his eyes, he was haunted by those he had killed. Nothing he could do could stop them. He was starting to question himself and his motives. Had he really been right? He no longer knew the answer to that question. More and more, he had begun to realize that L and Near and the others had been right about him. He was deluding himself. He really was nothing but a murderer. Everything had happened as he had planned, but his new world was already starting to fall apart. There were many now who questioned Kira. Not openly, of course, but in secret. Crime rates were beginning to rise again. The people who he could really trust were dwindling in number. Even some he had once trusted had betrayed him.
He looked at a certain book, hidden in plain sight, on his bookshelf. He reached out and grasped the Death Note. He almost never had to use it anymore. But there was one more name that had to be written in it.
He reached for a pen, not allowing himself to doubt. This was what he must do. With a shaking hand, he slowly wrote out a name, keeping the face strong in his mind. He began counting out the seconds as he quickly lit a match and dropped it onto the notebooks pages. 40...39...38...37...36...35...34...33...32...31...30...
"I renounce my ownership of this notebook" he declared, when only 7 seconds remained.
Light stared at the sight in front of him. What was he doing? Why was he burning this notebook? He struggled to make out the words already being consumed by the fire.
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