Two men were standing in what appeared to be a business executive’s room. They were standing behind a large oak desk talking with big hands and angry faces. They did not see her enter, so Soji hid behind a fern and stared at their faces. It was the weasel man and the helicopter pilot. Soji’s eyes saw their names. The weasel like man’s name was Robert Lawmer and the other Soji guessed as the co-actor of Xero had the name Marcus Right above his head.
“Seriously Ralph! I know for a face that Seta Soji is dead. And Hirugi Ryuza will be soon enough. We have nothing to worry about,” the pilot said relaxedly leaning back on the wall.
“What if Soji is still alive? We could have a crisis on our hands if she is alive with a Death Note, we could be killed!”
“Look I threw her out of a helicopter at beyond one hundred feet up! There is no way she is alive!” he protested.
“Then what becomes of that Death Note?” Robert asked sharply, “We need it to continue Kira’s work! You idiot!”
“Well, I have a general idea where I dropped her, so we can just get it after we kill Ryuza,” the pilot answered.
“Fine,” the weasel answered. He turned his back to the man and looked out the window.
I could kill them easily right now. Soji thought. No. I will spare Marcus the pain of my torture but not that weasel that was once Xero’s number two.
Soji grabbed her Note and wrote down Marcus Right.
“Oooh Soji is being a very angry girl,” Isica laughed.
Marcus Right fell to the floor forty seconds later.
“What the?” Robert asked looking around. Soji appeared form her hiding place a smile on her face.
“Robert Lawner Xero’s number two and threatener of Ryuza,” Soji smiled walking slowly up, “I’ve come to finish a job long since needing done.”
“You are that girl from before!” the weasel man exclaimed, “You are the one that killed Xero!”
“Yep, but you still threatened Ryuza. And for that, you will pay a heavy price….I would say you life would suffice,” Soji smiled.
“Soji don’t!!” Robert begged.
Soji drew her gun and pointed it straight at his head.
“I won’t kill you that easily,” Soji smiled, “I am not that merciful.”
“Dddon’t come any closer!” Robert ordered pushing himself up against the wall. His hand moved to a button on the wall before Soji could react. An alarm went off, and Soji fired several rounds at Robert. Two bullets hit him in the side and he slumped on the wall.
Guards with guns stormed into room. Soji moved in a circle pointing her two guns and them.
“Shoot her!” Robert ordered.
Several guns went off and shattered the windows. Some hit walls and ricocheted. Soji felt one bullet enter her shoulder, but her guns kept firing. Men screamed in pain as bullets entered their shoulders just high enough to miss their hearts. Soon everything was drawn into an eerie silence. Soji dropped to her knees and grabbed her shoulder. Blood was spattered all over the walls, but she had managed to shoot them all. None were lethal, but they were enough to knock them all out. Blood washed with blood and mixed slowly on the floor. The sounds of Isica’s laughs could be heard, but her face was still hidden.
“I don’t think you want to try that again,” Soji smiled, “I am an excellent shot.”
The weasel man was now coming out from under the desk he had hidden under. His eyes were filled with fear seeing Soji still alive and his guards not.
“You…you….they were supposed to be the best of the best,” he stuttered.
“A man can never be the perfect shot because he lacks one component that women have. He lacks a deep loathe that can only be felt by women. I have that now, and no matter how many men you send, I will destroy them all. But I will not kill them. I am not Kira. The only one who will die here is you,” Soji smiled.
“Ohh Soji what a lovely form your anger has,” Isica smiled, “Especially your death eyes. Not even a shinigami would want to fight you.”
“Sttttay back,” Robert ordered.
“Fine, I’ll just shoot at you from here,” Soji smiled. She aimed her gun for his leg, fired, and Robert fell to the ground. He grabbed the wall, brought himself up and was trying desperately to pull himself away. “The next one will be your other leg.”
“Noooooo! I’m not Xero! Please!”
The gun went off and a scream of agony went through the weasel man.
“The next one is you arm,” Soji laughed, “and after that your other arm. Then I’ll shoot you in the heart and watch you bleed out.”
“Nnnnnoooooo!” the weasel screamed. He tried to pull himself away, but Soji aimed for his right arm. The gun went off again. More blood spattered on the walls making what Soji thought of as a beautiful piece of art.
“You have been a bad boy,” Soji smiled. The gun went off again.
“I don’t want to die,” Robert managed.
“Kira didn’t want to either, and now you will suffer the same fate. I refuse to have any part of Kira remain,” Soji smiled.
“Oh Soji, you are such a funny girl. Kira is killing, and you are killing. I knew giving the Note to you would be so much fun to watch,” Isica laughed.
Soji froze. Kira was judging and killing. And she was judging and killing. Kira and Xero and…Soji.
“I don’t want it,” Soji whispered, “I don’t want to be Kira. I don’t want it.”
Soji stood grabbing her arm the weasel man was shaking in fear. He covered his heart with a bleeding hand.
“Don’t move or you will die of blood loss,” Soji said walking to the desk. Sure enough there was a phone Soji dialed a familiar number and pressed on.
“Soji,” Near’s voice said. There was a tinge in his voice she could not quite understand, “how are you?”
“Not Kira,” Soji replied, “and I need you to take care of some things. There is a weasel bleeding on the floor and many men shot with survivable wounds.”
“Not Kira. I knew you were better than that. Soji there is something I have to tell you,” Near said his voice turning sad.
“Near what is wrong?” Soji asked.
There was no reply.
“Near tell me!”
There was still no reply.
“NEAR!” Soji yelled into the phone.
“Ryuza has had a heart attack and died.”