(MC) Death Note: Rise of Kira(T)

[Tazryl]

All right… this is a Fanfic of sorts. The only things that this story has in common is. The Death Note, the character Light Yagami, Ryuk, and a few other things. At this time in the writting, I am not sure if I am going to include L.

Although the main character’s name is Light Yagami, he actually shares only one real similarity with the one in the original Death Note. That they both want to rid the world of evil and become a god in the new world. He is a very bright student, who for the most part doesn’t show it. It takes place in America, rather then Japan. And this light is a bit more foolish at times with the Death Note.

It is very different then the Original. Most of what is the same is due to my .problem with naming characters.

WARNING: Will contain violent and gory details.


Death Note: The Rise of Kira.


Prologue: The Speech

"The world is a place of pain and suffering. Few good people are out there; those who have good hearts and just cause, become ignored. Very few people rise to a point where they change the world, but seldom does that happen. The world is full of men and women who will do anything to gain wealth and power. They ignore the people they trampled on to obtain it, they push them aside and say ‘Life’s unfair, get used to it.' We all know this to be true. Some of us are born into wealth, while others are born in poverty. This doesn’t justify the evils that plague our world. In today’s society with the technology we posses the world should be a brighter place then the previous generation.

When criminals are brought before a trial, how often is the punishment laughable? Some of the worst criminals seem to get off with just a slap on the hand. Rarely are the punishments that are given out are perfect, but mostly the criminal will be out in a matter of years. When the time is up, who will be their next victim?

Some of the worst criminals are not recognized as such. While those who run the various tobacco industries get rich, thousands of people are dying and suffering. It's not enough that they put a small warning. Some victims are just casualties; how often have we had to suffer because some ass decided to smoke around you? When you politely asked them to stop, they just laughed and blew smoke in your face? These people make millions off of us and don’t give a damn whether we will be around next week. When will these criminal’s be charged for the murders of millions? I will tell you when… never.

I am sick of this world. This world is rapidly decaying into a world of crime. The time for change is now. We must fight against those who only seek personal gain while those who deserve to have warm meals on the table get nothing but stale bread. Together, we can create a better world… a utopia!"


The room exploded with thunderous applause as Light Yagami finished his speech. He slowly made his way to the back of the room to hand his speech outline to the teacher. He was re-taking his 9th grade speech class for the second time. He detested public speaking and to make things worse, he was lazy. Light is a man with short brown hair, tall with a slender build.

As he made his way towards his desk he wondered if anyone paid any real attention to his speech. It was no master piece, in fact he had written it during lunch. Still he wondered if it had any impact on his fellow students. But then dismissed the thought, of course they hadn’t. During lunch he witnessed several questionable acts. Tom Michael, a senior and star quarter back of the school’s football team. Apparently, he also failed speech class. He was a bully, with a rich dad to top it off. Out back, Light saw Tom bully a couple of sophomore’s out of their allowance. Then there was his girlfriend Paige Patterson , Cheerleader and senior. Light saw her and her friends threaten and bully a group of freshman. Both of them were in his speech class.

"Nice speech," Paige said sarcastically.
"Why don’t you go cry about life being too tough?" Tom jumped in. Light sat near the two in the back.
"Going to go cut yourself and listen to emo music?" Paige asked and Light could see Tom pretending to cut his wrists. It was all nauseating. He looked at the pair of them, and daydreamt how long after high school would it take for them to find themselves in jail.
"Hey you little snot, listen to us!" Tom said grabbing the front of Light’s shirt. Tom sat t in front of light, while Paige sat next to him, on Light’s left.
"Why would I want to listen to you?" Light said in soft calm voice. "You have nothing intelligent to say."
"You calling me dumb?" Tom yanked down, sending Lights head into the desk. "You better not."
"Not nearly as dumb as that slut of yours," Light knew he crossed a line, but couldn’t help himself. Tom quickly balled his free hand, making a fist. With three quick movements Light was yanked out of the desk, punched once, and pulled to the ground. His head burst with pain and could feel blood flowing from his nose.

The teacher, who saw everything quickly came over and pulled Tom off Light. But before she could fully separate the two, Light suffered two more hits tot he face.
"He started it!" Paige shouted in protest.
"That’s a lie!" Light shouted.
"Like hell it is!" Tom shot back.
"Tom! To the principals office." The teacher shouted. Tom grabbed his things and stormed out of the classroom shouting cuss words that would put a sailor to shame.
"Your going to regret this…" Paige said threateningly. Light sighed, of course he would pay later. But it was worth it.

While in Gym class, Light over heard Tom and the coach talking. Apparently a scout was coming to the afternoon’s game. He was particularly interested in Tom Michael, but light secretly wondered if he was somehow bribed. School policy was that if you started a fight you were suspended from school for a week and banned from school activities. This meant of course that Tom would not be able to play today’s game. Light grinned with victory, he felt Tom deserved this, too long has he bullied and beat up weaker students for his own gain.


Chapter One Coming Soon...

[=Zack=]

While in Gym class, Light over heard Tom and the couch talking.

I lol'd when I read this. Coach, not couch .

[Tazryl]

wow I didnt even notice that...

Going to go edit it now

lmao!

[Tazryl]

This chapter just kind of outlines Light’s character and his general family life. Nothing special and really really short. It will also give you an general idea of who he is.

Chapter One: Light Yagami, The Bored but Brilliant Student.

Light Yagami was of Japanese decent, with short brown hair. He stood roughly six feet tall and had a slender build. Although he was incredibly bright, he was lazy. Often his school work bored him and his grades would suffer. It didn’t bother him much, however with every bad report card he would receive a lecture.

He lived in a City in Kansas, named River City. It had become the United State’s largest city thanks to a discovery in the River it rested on. In the early 1950’s gold was discovered I the river, which caused thousands of people of to migrate. Although the gold has long since been empty, the city only continued to grow. By the year 2001 the city rivaled the size of New York City. Since then, the crime rate has been a steady rise. Last year, 2007, there were a total of 72 rapes, 134 murders, 10 large child pornography distributors, and countless muggings and hate crimes. Many of these crimes still remain open.

Light’s Father was a Assistant Director in the FBI. The only real recent memory Light has of his father is him coming home dead beat and going straight to bed. His mother was the Mayor of River City, elected on the idea that she could somehow lower the crime rate. Her first year in office showed some improvement, but the criminals just got smarter. Lights eldest brother Kai was a prosecutor, who has had little success in prosecuting the criminals.


Light’s early school years were full of perfect scores. It was not until seventh grade, did Light find his work boring. He constantly found himself finished with his work within minutes of it being assigned. He makes it an effort to get a 100% on all tests, but anything else he couldn't care less about.

It was soon after entering high school did he learn that the world was slowly decaying. He had first hand experience when it came to school bullies. He quickly learned that he could not physically do anything against the bullies and tormentors that ruled the school. So he resorted to something different. He would exploit their weaknesses. Tom Michael’s was a perfect example. If he had ever cared for anything in his life, it was his current girl friend. Calling her a slut, was a huge mistake, one that would prompt him to immediately correct, the correction often being very violent. The end result being that Tom would lose out on a scholarship.

Light learned that these tormentors that stalked the hallway were rarely full punished. Most reasons having to do with their popularity and the wealth they come from. So Light made it his goal to do the punishing, or to an extent. He would create a situation where the person would cause them self to get detention. Any ‘side effects’ of it a bonus.

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See I told you it was really short. Chapter two will actualy start the story.

[Tazryl]

So here is Chapter Two!


Chapter Two: The World Around Me.


The sound of traffic filled Lights ears as he walked home that afternoon. He felt proud of himself. He had been able to get bullies and other people in detention before, but not like this. His mother’s new ‘Crack down on school violence’ had been put into effect just this month. This meant that not only was Tom Michael not able to play football for the scout that was coming, but he would also receive a three week suspension and Saturday detention, which lasted from eight in the morning till four in the afternoon. It was just what he deserved for all the times he stole from other students, and for the times he had beaten them.

Light sighed as he looked around. Tall buildings towered all around him, while the cars sped by. Many of the people in those cars were classmates. Light was able to drive, in fact nothing stood in his way but himself. Light refused to drive anywhere he can not walk to. For starters it was a waste of money, and it resulted in good exercise.

In the distance he could hear the faint sounds of struggle, then it stopped. At first Light thought he had imagined it, but then he saw two figures run out of an alley, three purses clutched tightly in their hands. Light ran towards the alley the muggers had fled from. What he found disgusted him. Three old ladies were sprawled on the ground, blood everywhere. Light bent down to examine, but stopped when he heard a soft moaning coming from one of the bodies. He immediatly reached for his Cell phone and punched in the number, 9-1-1.
"There's been a mugging, and possible murder." Light said in a rushed voice.
"three elderly women, in an alley at Arlingtin street, near Pete's Pizza Parlor." Ten minutes later the ambulance arrived, along with a patrol car. Light told them everything he knew, but he had doubts that the criminals would be caught.

After giving his report on what happened and describing the criminals, he was once again walking home, with the events fresh in mind . Light rarely had to worry about muggers; he rarely carried large sums of money. The fact that his father was a detective and his mother the mayor kept most muggers at bay. His face had been plastered along with the rest of his family all over the city when she was running for mayor. At first he hated it, but then he people on the street bothered him less. The rest of these souls were not so lucky. River City had become a breeding ground for criminals. Only a few people actually tried to make a difference. The rest of them just try to survive.

Light was passing an electronics’ store; deep in thought when he heard the gun go off. Instinctively he dropped down to the side walk. shouts erupted from the store. Light looked around to find several people hiding.

"Please take what ever you want!" called a man from within the store.
"Well if your offering!" Another man shouted laughing hysterically. "hmm, do I want an MP3 player or the new iPod?" he laughed as he fired the gun off again.
"Yes, please take it! Just don’t kill me!" The victim said, "Take the money too!"
"Well I’ll be damned, this has got to be the best customer service I have ever seen!" the robber laughed.

Sirens in the distance could now be heard as the robber tried to leave with his loot. Light had a clear view of the robber as he left. He was lanky, with blonde hair wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. His arms were full of gadgets, and his gun, a revolver, was tucked in his jeans. Light noticed this above all else. The robber was oblivious to the sirens, and was laughing. The thought of an escaped mental patient crossed Lights mind as he slowly got up. The robber had his back turned to him.

Slowly, Light walked towards the robber who was still laughing and celebrating. Once behind him, Light tackled him. A surprised gasp came from the man as they fell to the ground. Light could hear the thud of the robbers head hit the cement. Light desperately tried to pin him, but the man was fighting back. They struggled there for several minutes, and then there was another shot. It echoed through out Lights head. He wasn’t even aware that the criminal had managed to get his gun. Pain exploded in his right left shoulder. Light screamed in pain. The criminal pushed him over and made his final mistake.

"That’s why people don’t mess with James Adrian," The man said as got up, spitting at Lights feet. Light made a note to remember the mans name and face as he ran away. They would come in handy when the police interrogated him.

Light was clutching his shoulder when the police arrived. It was pain he could never imagine. A odd thought crept into his mind. ‘I now have a whole new respect for women giving birth.’ Light could feel his warm blood flowing from his wound.
"You all right?" he heard one of the officers say. "Hey Joe get an ambulance." Now talking to light he asked, "What happened?"

Light explained everything from the second he heard the first gun shot to when they arrived. By the time he finished reporting his account of what happened, the ambulance arrived and took him to the hospital where he was later admitted to the ER.


Light was laying down in his hospital room. The feint sound of the machine's humming echoed in his ears. His left shoulder pained him, but the medicine dulled it significantly. They said it was standard procedure to keep gun shot victims over night, but Light wondered if his mother had anything to do with his stay.

He hated being in the hospital. He didn't mind visiting people. In fact he found the idea of being afraid of the hospital some what amusing. Being an actual patient at a hospital on the other hand was something he detested. He had been hospitalized once in the past to get his appendix removed.

A Television was propped up in front of his bed. Light reached for the remote and pressed the power button. The TV blinked on, a gorgeous brunet was detailing the days events.
"Three elderly women were murdered this afternoon during a mugging," The reporter said. Light cursed under his breath. What kind of creep mugs old ladies? "A robbing at a electronic store left one individual wounded, police are looking for this man." A picture of James Adrian appeared on the screen. "He is also wanted for the murders of Lilly Tanner and George Everett. Please if you have any information, please report it!"

Light changed the channel and found another news channel. This time a young anchorman with short brown hair and wide smile was reporting. "Today in River City, four police officers have been questioned my Internal Affairs for alleged drug charges. We tried to get an interview but their lawyers refused." The anchorman had a calm, almost bored, voice. "A gun was recovered from a student’s locker at P.S. 114." Light changed to another news program. This time it was a women with blonde hair.
"Gang leader Jack Trally was acquitted of all charges in the rape of Angela Santony." Disgusted, Light shut the TV off and stared at the ceiling.

"The world would be better off with out these kind of people, " Light said aloud, "They only bring pain and suffering into the world," he finished. Then a loud noise echoed in the room, as if a notebook had fallen.

Light looked around his bed. On the right side, he could see a black notebook on the right side of his bed facing down. Curious, Light bent down and picked it up. A cold chill ran down his spine. He shrugged the feeling off and turned it over and read, ‘Death Note’ written in a clear font.

[Carpainter]

Good. I wonder how Ryuk will act...

[Tazryl]

Glad you think its good. I had some serious doubts about writing this

I will probably just protray him like he is in the Manga/Anime. A bored shinigami, who enjoys apples.

But I am sure I will find some good ways to add some humor to the story.

[Tazryl]

Well I have been playing around with inner dialogue. It serves the same purpose in the manga/anime. To show Lights thinking process. This is my first time actually using this style.

So please, if it becomes confusing let me know and I will try and revamp it so its not. Also comments and constructive criticism



Chapter Three: Death Note.

The Shinigami world is lonely place, a place that lacks any excitement. It was a world of decay, no beauty could be found here, only the sight of death and decay. The only things to do were to sleep and gamble. A Shinigami did not need to sleep, which only left gambling. Gambling was perhaps the most pointless thing. There were few things one could gamble off, thus there was no gain from it.
"Hey Ryuk, want to gamble?" Came a voice in the distance.
"You have any fresh apples?" Ryuk asked, knowing the answer. The apples in the Shinigami world shared the similar fate as the world itself. It was nothing but a decayed core.
"You know I don’t" the other Shinigami said. "Hey Lenard, you in?"

Ryuk sighed, it had been a good hundred years since he had any excitement. Gambling lost its luster long ago and sleep was pointless.
"I think I have misplaced it…" Ryuk said out of no where.
"What you lose?" A shinigami with a long scythe asked.
"My Death Note…" Ryuk said trying to hide his excitement.
"Where at?"
"The human world…"
"Better hope a human hasn’t found it" The shinigami laughed, but that was what Ryuk was hoping for.

Light Yagami stared at the notebook for several minutes. Slowly he opened it and found sloppy writing.

HOW TO USE:

*The human whose name is written in this note shall die.
*This note will not take effect unless the writer has the subject's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.
*If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of writing the subject's name, it will happen.
*If the cause of death is not specified, the subject will simply die of a heart attack
*After writing the cause of death, the details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 *seconds.


What kind of person sits around all day and comes up with a prank like this? It’s very detailed, but its obviously just a joke. A notebook can’t just kill someone just because it has a name written in it. Its simply impossible. Its a good thing too, someone with this kind of power could be very dangerous and cause mass panic. Although, one could use it for good… No what am I thinking? Its just a dumb prank. Probably from a bored nurse.

Light sat up and placed the Death Note under his pillow. Then turned off the lights and fell asleep, with an odd temptation; to use the Death Note.

"Light wake up," a soft voice called. Light rubbed his eyes and then slowly opened them. There at his bedside stood his mother., Sakura Yagami.
"Morning Mother," Light yawned, "What time is it?"
"Just a little past ten," She said soothingly, trying to get Light to lay down. "Please, you must rest."
"Mother, if I were to rest any longer, I might as well be in a coma," Light said harshly.
"And thank god you aren’t!" She shot back. "I have a busy day ahead of me, but if you need anything-"
"Yes, I know." Light said agitated "Call you."

Light’s mother got up and kissed him on the forehead and left the room. "Finally," Light whispered as he reached for the Death Note. He had a strange dream; he was using the Death Note. He began to examine it closer. It had a cardboard like cover that was black. In the top center in a clear, but unusual font, were the words ‘Death Note’ in white. The inside cover, held all the rules also written in white but in a sloppy hand writing. The pages themselves were a soft white color, and was empty of any writing. "Would have been better if they actually had written some names in here." Light said with a laugh. "Even better if they had the exact time of death and cause." Light reached for the desk sitting next to his bed. There sat a purple mechanical pencil. He took it and clicked it a few times, a small piece of lead appeared at the tip.

Lets say this thing is for real and I use this. Does that make me a killer? Would I be no different then the person who tried to kill me? Also, if this were real then what if they some how connect it with me? No, that’s impossible. To link the death to me they would need the Death Note, even so what judge would allow a prosecutor to charge me with the weapon a notebook? They would simply see it as a joke, its not like they would try it for themselves. What am I thinking? There is no way this could be true…
"Could it?" Light said aloud.
"Did you say something?" A women dressed in a nurse outfit said.
"Oh hello Molly," Light said, Molly had been his nurse. "I do not need anything. Thanks for the offer though."

Only one way to find out. Light found the TV remote and turned the channel to the news.
"Hello my name is Sarah Mcallen" A young blonde said, "The search for James Adrian continues. He has been accused of robbing an electronic store where Mayor Yagami’s son was fatally wounded."
"It wasn’t that bad…" Light wined.
"The ongoing bank robbery in Austin Texas has yet to yield any results." The anchorwoman said, "At approximately 9 AM yesterday, a man who has been identified as Robert Wellington," the image of Robert Wellington appeared on the screen, " Attempted to rob the bank. Three gunshots from within the bank have been reported."
"Should I?" Light whispered.

Light opened the Death Note and picked up the mechanical pencil. He smoothed out the page with his right hand, then he placed the lead to the paper. He formed the mans face in his mind and then started writing Robert Wellington in small print.

40 seconds Light began to count down. This is insane, of course this wont work. 35 seconds. I must be out of my mind to think this would work, 20 seconds, even if the person were to die, it would be a coincidence nothing more. 10 seconds, although it would be one hell of a coincidence what are the odds? 1 second.

"Ha I knew it!" Light nearly shouted, he had timed the whole thing with his watch.
"Now I am sure you said something this time," Molly came in. Light quickly hid the notebook under his blanket.
"I was saying how terrible this robbery in Texas was," Light responded quickly. "I heard three shots have been fired, all from within the bank. I hope the hostages are all right."
"Oh I am sure they are just-" but she never finished the sentence.
"This just in!" the anchorwoman said, "The hostages of the Austin, Texas bank robbery are now running out of the building. We now go live at Austin Texas." She said. The screen changed from the anchor women to a picture of a building with people running away.
"It’s incredible," A balding reporter said, "I have had report that the police have done nothing. Wait whats this? A hostage is claiming that the robber clutched at his chest and fell to the ground."
"Incredible…" Light said amazed.
"No kidding, what are the odds?" Molly said as she left the room. She had no idea, Light thought simply speechless.

This must have been a coincidence! The idea that a notebook could kill is something purely fictional. I must further test this out.

Light flipped through the channels until he came across something interesting. A young man in his mid twenties sat behind a desk. To his right was a man with an unhealthy pale face. Light recognized him as a singer who has been in and out of the news paper for years. About ten years ago he was accused of molesting several young boys at his estate. The prosecutor had plenty of evidence to get a guilty plea. The Singer had accumulated a great sum of money from his career and simply bought the families off. About five years later, similar charges had been brought up against the him only to result in a similar fashion. Both times the prosecutor had more then enough to convict, but both times the families were paid off.

"If anyone deserves to die, it would be child molesters" Light whispered, "Taking a child’s innocence? Disgusting" Light thought for a moment.

This is being streamed live, if I were to kill him I would almost instantly, or to be more accurate 40 seconds, get my results. Wait, would it seem odd that two criminals that were being aired live be killed in similar fashion? So Heart Attack should not be the cause of death, maybe something else.

Light took out the Death Note and the purple mechanical pencil. Slowly he opened it and clicked on the pencil for fresh lead and began to slowly write..

"I have something I would like to say." The white faced singer said. "Twice I have been accused of terrible crimes. Twice they were true. I feel guilty of what I did, but yes I did molest those children and many more. I am a sick person and should be dealt with. I can only express how sorry I truly am" he finished and got up and walked off the stage.

The next day light was discharged from the Hospital. His mother, almost forced him to stay another night. Lucky for Light, the room was desperately needed. "Welcome home son" his father said as he stepped out of the car. Light looked up and found his dad and elder brother waiting for him. His father was a tall round man with graying hairs. His elder brother was also tall, skinny and with dark black hair. His brothers name was Matsudo, his fathers name was Soichiro Yagami
"Hello father, brother." Light said. "If you do not mind, I want to get to my room and check my emails."
"Not at all, in fact we were just leaving." Matsuda said. "The world wont clean up its one messes," he laughed. Matsudo liked to think that he was like a cleaner, that he was cleaning the world of evil.
"I have to get going also, another murder" He sighed, ‘Hey Matsudo drop me off at the station."

Light lived in the outer parts of the City where the crime was minimal, but still a problem. It was also the only part of the city where actual houses were still standing. Lights house was of average size, nothing that set itself apart except for its unusual fresh paint of white. It had four wooden steps leading into the house. The inside of the house appeared normal. Immediately as you stepped in, you can see a stairs leading up to the second floor, to the left opened to the living room, which and from there you could access most of the house.

As Light reached the door, he heard his name being called from behind him. Light turned around to find an attractive, tall blonde hair, teenager standing behind him. She was Veronica Westler, one of the few popular kids who were actually nice and considerate.
"I heard what happened," She said soothingly as she looked at his left arm, which was in a sling. "I am so sorry it happened, hope they catch the creep" she smiled brightly.
"Same, he was a real nut job," Light said, "Could prove to be a real danger."
"Oh that’s right, I brought over the list of assignments and worksheets from the days you missed." She reached into her purse and brought several folded sheets of paper. "Sorry for it being folded,"
"Not a problem," Light said absently as he placed down his things, with the Death Note at the bottom of the stack. "This looks easy, should only take a few minutes," Light said, trying to impress her. It was true though, it was easy. "Well I hate to end this conversation with a lovely lady, but I need to get some rest or my mother will kill me." they both laughed as they got up. Light turned to open the door when he heard her.
"Light, don’t forget your stuff." She said as she bent over and picked it up.
"Thanks," Light said and they said their farewells.


"Heh, so that is the human who picked up my Death Note," Ryuk said aloud, hovering a good distance above the ground. "This should be… interesting" he laughed.

[Carpainter]

Interesting.

It's similar, yet different from the anime...

I can assume Near won't appear in this?

[Tazryl]

Originally Posted by Zeldacaper

Interesting.

It's similar, yet different from the anime...

I can assume Near won't appear in this?

Is that a good interesting, or a bad interesting?

that is my goal, to have it similar but different. Also I do not think Near will be in it, I think I will keep with the Kire vs L thing, but I have not actually planned that far ahead!

[Carpainter]

Originally Posted by Minion of Talazar

Is that a good interesting, or a bad interesting?

that is my goal, to have it similar but different. Also I do not think Near will be in it, I think I will keep with the Kire vs L thing, but I have not actually planned that far ahead!

A good interesting.

[Tazryl]

Slight Change in the Story:

Light's father is an Assistant Director at the FBI headquarters located in River City.

Also Chapter Four: To Change the World. will most likely be put up tomorrow.

[Tazryl]

Chapter Four: To Change the World


Light was sitting at the end of his bed. His room was small but comfortable; enough space for one TV, computer, and a bookshelf big enough to contain all his favorite books. His dresser was next to his be. In front of his TV stand sat a NGC, N64 and a SNES. On the lower shelf, his video game collection sat collecting dust.

Light sighed as he got up and moved towards his computer. He jiggled the mouse as he sat down. The screen turned on displaying his desktop. His desktop was a picture of space and an alien planet. He moved the mouse and double clicked on the Internet icon, bringing up a website of recent events. In large letters and a picture of the Singer read,

"Michael Jocksen confesses to molesting 34 different children"

Eager to learn more Light clicked the picture and a news article came up.

"Yesterday while discussing his latest Album on the Merry Swenger’s talk show, Michael Jocksen confessed to molesting two children, then walked right off the stage. Fans everywhere were shocked and devestated that their idol could commit such a crime. Some immediately took action on the Internet and said the media caused him to have a breakdown causing him confess to things that are untrue.
‘There is no way he could have done this!’ said one outraged fan, ‘He must have been put up to this!’ It was not until earlier today those video tapes of him confessing to everything detailing everything. Total amount has come to the count of 34 children all males, ranging from ages' six to thirteen. As if these were not enough, he wrote and signed a letter that went with each video tape. It is believed that each video tape was sent to a different major news station. In the letter it confirms the video.'

Light quietly opened the death note and compared the news article to what he had written.

Michael Jocksen- Suicide. He will confess that he molested those children on live TV. He wills walk off the stage and go home where he will confess to any more times he molested children on film and in several letters. He will then send those videos and letters to the top news programs. He will be found the next day dead from suicide.


This thing… it actually works. I should burn it or destroy it! The world is full of evil as it is, it does not need something that would only add to that! Does it have to? this thing could it be used for good rather then evil? I could rid the world of the evil that plagues it. I could change the world, into a place of peace and happiness! It's settled.

"I will destroy all the evil in the world!" Light nearly shouted. He heard the words aloud and smiled. It was like music to his ears. Light immediately went to a search engine and typed in ‘FBI’s Most Wanted.’ The search engine brought up thousands of pages, but found the one he was looking for at the top of the list. Clicking on the link brought up a list of wanted criminals. Light took out a pencil and began to write.

Light looked up at the computers clock which read 3:14 AM. Light almost laughed; he had written almost two hundred names down. They had all been wanted for murder or rape. Those who had been on the run for a while or according to the site, were write down their crime and die in a public place. No point in having them be on a list when they are dead, light reasoned.

The next day…

Soichiro was sitting at his desk day dreaming. His desk cluttered from paper work and pictures of his family.. His desk also faced west, facing the door entrance. On the walls were pictures of landscapes he wished he could someday visit with his family.
"Boss, you should check this out," Soichiro could hardly hear it. "We have had strange reports coming in."
"Like what?" Soichiro asked waking from his daydream. He looked up to see a tall man with black hair, Ray Penber. "Well?"
"Sir, hundreds of deaths all over the United States have occurred almost over night" Ray said. "A good portion of them are here in River City."
"From what?" Soichiro asked.
"Heart Attack," Ray reported, "I know what you are thinking. People die from heart attacks all the time, but this is different. All of these were either wanted criminals or criminals sentenced for rape or murder."
"All right, thanks." Soichiro said trying to get back to his day dream.
"That’s it sir?" Ray asked.
"Keep an eye on the situation will you? if anything happens I want to know immediately."

It was odd, hundreds of criminals dying of heart attacks?


Light's dreams were full with criminals dying mysteriously from heart attacks or sudden illnesses, the world rejoicing and celebrating this phenomenon. People who believed the justice system was failing, wore satisfied faces. The world slowly changing into a place where only the good of heart could thrive. Perhaps the most prominent thing in his dreams was him, serving as a god in the new world. Overall it was a dream he would remember.

Light woke with an annoying buzzing in his ear. Without thinking he pressed the snooze button and tried to get back to sleep, then it occurred to him. With a sudden jolt of adrenaline he sat up and looked for his TV remote. After a few agonizing moments, he finally found it.

"Over 102 criminal and those suspected of criminal acts have all died mysteriously over night," A reporter said, "what do you make of it, Jane?"

With further research he learned that every single person who had their name written down in the Death Note had died by a heart attack. Light almost laughed when he discovered that an extra person had died of a heart attack. Light laughed allowed, "even those I have yet to pass judgment, are dying. They fear my wrath."

Light searched google for peoples' reactions and recognized a site near the top of the list. It read: "Mysterious Deaths occur all over the United States and parts of England-Zelda Universe Forums" He had often visited the site to talk about the Zelda series. The link provided lots of information on what people are calling these mysterious deaths. One of its members referred to him as ‘Kira.’ [editors note: hey I can actually find this story on google by searching its title!]

Light began searching the word Kira, and it was unanimous. He was to the world as ‘Kira.’

Light took a particular interest in a website named after him, ‘www.Kirathesavior.com.’ the site was all about how Kira was changing the world; that all those who commit crime will be punished. Light felt strange, never in his life would he believe that he would start a cult, intentionally or otherwise. The website also contained a message board. Almost all of it was about him. How he was going to change the world, one person even speculated that he was the second coming of Christ. he had come to prepare for the great war between heaven and hell.

"Well you have been quite busy," Light nearly jumped out of his seat. He quickly turned around to find a creature sitting on his bed. His skin was a pale gray, his hair black and spiky. Long black wings sprouted from his back. He wore a leather shirt and pants. A belt with a skull in the front center boxed in with bones. His eyes were large and yellow.

"Wh… what the hell are you!" Light muttered clumsily.
"Ryuk the Shinigami, at your service," Ryuk laughed amused.
"A… shinigami!" Light said, "as in God of Death?"
"The very same,"
"This is yours then…" Light held the Death Note up. "Because I used it, I must be punished right?" The expression on Ryuk’s face caught Light off guard. It was purely out of amusement and not of anger or someone who was ready to hand out a punishment at all.
"Once a Death Note falls into the Human world, it belongs there." Ryuk said with a grin, "Furthermore, if a human were to pick it up it belongs to them. You may use it however you please, well as long as you obey the rules."
"Rules?" Light was feeling more confident, "There any more than the ones written in here?"
Ryuk thought for a moment, then said with glee, "The only one I can think of is this… when it is your time, I will be the one writing your name in my Death Note." Light flinched, him dying? Not anytime soon, he had a world to create and rule over first.

"So, what’s with all the names?" Ryuk asked after a long uncomfortable silence. Light wondered how far he could trust Ryuk. "I have heard tales of Death Notes in the human world before, but usually the finder is to scared to use it, or is to clumsy with it and great tragedy comes upon them."
"Ryuk, I do not know what its like in the Shinigami world," Light began, " But this world is full of criminals who seek only to harm the innocent. With the Death Note I can fix that. I can change the world so that those who deserve to live can live in peace and harmony."
"Most people would use this for power and wealth… able to kill anyone they desire." Ryuk replied.
"Become nothing more than a common criminal?" Light shot back.
"Nothing common about a criminal with a Death Note…" Ryuk laughed. "hmm, you got any apples?"
"Apples?"
"The Shinigami world’s apples are like eating sand. It leaves an unpleasant taste and feeling." Ryuk explained, "I have been told that the Human world’s apples are quite delicious!"

Light went down stairs and into the kitchen. In the center was a round table with a fruit bowl in its center. He picked up an apple and tossed it in the air. Then it hit him, "Ryuk, can anyone see or hear you?" Light asked, noticing that he followed him.
"Only you can see or hear me," Light tossed the apple at Ryuk and he ate it selfishly. "Although anything I hold will appear to be floating in mid air." He laughed and reached for another apple. Light snatched the apple away.
"Anything else I need to know?" Light was right. Dealing with Ryuk would be troublesome.
"You would be surprised to know that few Shinigami actually know the full workings of the Death Note." Ryuk shrugged as he made a swipe for the apple. "So not even I know the full power of it." satisfied, Light tossed the apple at Ryuk who then devoured it.

Light made his way upstairs to his room. There he locked the door behind him and picked up the Death Note. He pondered what it would be like to have a Shinigami to lurk over shoulder all the time. It would mean the end to his privacy, not that Ryuk cared what he did with the Death Note. Still, he had only had the thing for a couple of days, yet he knows what it's capable of. His thoughts found their way to how he will die. He shook the idea from his mind. He knew that his destiny was to rule over a world free of crime.

"Ryuk, why did you choose me?" Light had to ask. Ever since the Death Note fell into his possession he felt blessed.
"Choose you?" Ryuk asked, "I did no such thing. It could have landed anywhere, you just happened to be the closest." Ryuk was sitting on the floor looking through his Video game Collection. "Is this Mario Kart game fun?" Ryuk asked.
"Its decent," Light replied ignoring Ryuks knowledge of video games. "Why did you drop it though?"
"Who says I dropped it on purpose."
"You wrote the directions on the inside cover." Light began to explain, "The writing is different from the words ‘Death Note’ that are on the cover. Which suggests that you wrote them."
"Fine, you caught me." Ryuk laughed, "You see the Shinigami world is boring, all anyone does is gamble or sleep. Those who do their jobs are just laughed at for taking their job to seriously. After awhile, killing off humans for hundreds of years does get boring." Ryuk sighed, "I was bored and decided to drop a Death Note into the Human world, to make things interesting. So Light why are you trying to cleanse the world?"
Light thought for a moment. The obvious reason would to say that he would be doing the right thing. Then he realized something. The reason he was doing it was simple. He was bored.

[Carpainter]

Wow...

You spelled Penber's name right!

[Tazryl]

for some reason I wanted to write Raye Penbar, but did a little research on wikipedia. I figured If I am going to use any character from the actual series I should atleast get the name right!