I Sit In My Livingroom, Flicking Through The Channels Out Of Sheer Boredum I Stop On A News Programe... A Criminal Is Being Lead Out Of The Court House Five Blocks From My Home...
" Filthy Beast.... " I Mutter.
I Watch With Anger At This Man.. No This Creature In Human Form, Walking Out Of The Court House A Free Man..
" People Like That Should Be Delt With Properly... "
I Was About To Change The Channel When Suddenly The Man Grabbed A Reporter And Started Heading Back Towards The Court House In A Fit...
" Well Seems He's Not As Inocent As One Might Have Thought... "
Suddenly Blood Starts Pouring From His Eye's, His Nose, His Mouth And Even His Ears... Then He Collapses, Dead From An Intense Brain Hemorage...
" What Th... "
I Sit Up Straight On The Edge Of The Couch Watching Intently Now As The Reports Scramble Away And The Ploice Frantically Rush To The Scene... Then The Broadcast Is Cut... The Remote Falls From My Hand As I Sit And Stare At The White Noise On My Screen In Awe...
" That... Man..."
I Can't Even Finish My Sentence Before Falling Off My Couch To My Knees... I Shuffle Over To The T.T. And Start Flipping Through Channels Trying To Find Another Crew That Might Still Be Broadcasting This...
" Come On Come On COME ON!! "
Angry I Smack The Power Button On The T.V. Turning It Off And Run Out My Door And Down To The Court House To Witness The Scene For Myself...
" That Was No Ordinary Brain Hemmorage... " I Pant As I Run
Finally I Reach The Court House And Squeeze My Way Through To The Front Of The Line... The Police Are Covering Up The Body And Loading It Into The Ambulance Nearby... A Large Pool Of Blood Run's Down The Stairs Where He Fell Dead... The Police Start Ushering People Away Telling Them There's Nothing Left To See... But I Can't Help But Stay And Watch...
" You " I Hear A Voice Call To Me And I Jump " Get Outa Here There's Nothing For You To See "
I Watch A Moment More As The Sirens Of The Ambulance Whizz By Me... Shaking I Turn Away And Start Headed Back Home...
" Why... Why Am I Shaking?... Is This... Fear? No... It's Something Else... "
I Reach My Home And Walk Through The Door Kicking It Shut As I Walk To The Bathroom... There I Splash Cold Water On My Face To Shake The Images From My Mind...
" This Is Not God's Doing... No This Is Something Else... It Wasn't Just A Brain Hemmorage Either... It Must Have Been Something Else... "
I Lean On The Sink And Try To Think Of A Logical Reason For Why That Man Died The Way He Did... But The Only Thing That Comes To My Mind Is
" KIRA... "
I Shake My Head And Smack My Cheeks
" No No Don't Be Rediculous KIRA Is Dead... Or... Gone... But... What If... KIRA Came Back? "
A Small Smile Stretches Across My Face At My Words...
" Heh Listen To Yourself... So You Hear What You're Saying? KIRA? HAHA "
I Look At The Empty Sink Infront Of Me And Continue To Laugh At Myself
" ... Why Am I Laughing? And What's With This Smile? "
I Play With My Expressions In The Mirror Before Dissmissing My Crazy Thoughts And Throwing Myself Into My Bed... However The Thought That KIRA Could Have Returned Stays With Me...
" The KIRA I Remember Lacked Something... And He Killed With Heart Attacks... That Was Far Beyond Anything He Would Have Done... No KIRA Hasn't Returned This... This Is Someone New... "
I Close My Eye's And The Smile Returns
" Ha... A Second Gerneration... That's What This Is... "
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The Bone Snatcher: Argh Well Better Alittle Late Then Never Right -laughs- Anyways Here Is The Second KIRA's First Scene >:3 Let's See How This All Works Out And I Hope You All Have Fun
I stood tall and still, waiting.
Guilty, my mind chanted. Guilty, guilty, that man is GUILTY! It's written on him like ink on paper. Evidence is there, SEE IT. He's guilty. Guilty, guilty . . .
The judge sighed as I stared at him. He shuffled papers, adjusted his glasses, and otherwise fidgeted to kill time until he absolutly had the give the verdict.
"As judge of this court and this case, it is my duty to hereby proclaim the deffendant, Natsuhiko Takamura," he paused. I could see the discontent and regret in his face. Clearing his throat, the jusdge continued, "The deffendant is inncoent by court of law."
Rising from his high backed chair, he turned from the protests of all those gathered for teh trail. I sighed. I knew this was going to happen anyway. Takamura was obviously quite wealthy, despite his attempts to look poor and unkept, not to mention his hot shot lawyer who seemed to think himself king of this world.
Returning my files to my bag, I turned and watched a guilty man walk free, a smug look on his face. A hand fell on my shoulder, and I turned to face the baliff. There were tears in the young man's eyes. I felt my cheeks flush with anger and despair, but there was no way in hell I was going to shed even a single tear, not after all I've worked for.
"I . . . I just wanted to say thank-you . . . for trying at least." He cast his eyes towards the floor. "You did more than most and it . . . its good to know there are still good people out there."
As he lifted his face again, I realized who I was talking to. The name escaped me, but I knew him to be the brother of a young woman murdered by Takamura. I paused for a moment, then leaned forward and gave him a hug. After, he gave me a small, sad smile. "Thank you," he whispered, then turned and disappeared through the door after the judge.
I buttoned my jacket, grabbed my bag and walked past the few straglers who had hoped for justice. Sighing, I walked out the front door and down the steps, heels clicking. Reporters were gathered around Takamura. Bastard, I thought. You're just loving this, aren't you? Rot in hell . . .
Suddenly a woman screamed, and I turned to see Takamura holding a female reporter, his thick arm wrapped tightly around her neck. Before I, or anyone else, could move, his fdace distorted, turning a bright red. He gagged, and not a second later, blood began to stream from his lips and nose, dripping down his chin. It poured from his ears and eyes as he retched and finally collapsed. The reporters went wild, cameras flashing and even the hostage reporter was yelling into her microphone.
Not possible, I decided to myslef. There's no way in hell. Its either some complication of anemia or lukemia, or a hemmorage. How is that possible? I've kept tabs on his activities since arrest . . . There's no way in hell!
I rubbed my forhead and continued towards my Volkswagon. There is a way, I silently admitted. Only one way. KIRA has returned.
My heart beat rapidly, eyes fixed to the television, tears streamed silently down my face. A 'strange' death had just been aired, for some reason it forced me to remember things that, in this crime cursed world, seemed like they belonged in some movie about a utopia. I could only bring myself to think of one cause for this, lord KIRA.
Realizing that I'd dropped all of my stuff on the floor I scrambled to stick my camera back in the case before Hikari got pissed and said I was a slob, again. “I'm going out Hikari!”, I called, not wanting her to worry as she often did. As I reached for the door knob I relaxed my face and let a maniac smile take over my face, the same smile I'd worn every day when lord KIRA was passing judgment. As I walked out of the apartment I could no longer hold it back I cocked my head back and stared happily at the sky and said, “So it begins again,” then continued on my way to work.
Later that day, on my way home, I felt the need to stop off in a local cafe to wind down, maybe I just wasn't ready to go home to my ex, such a strange relationship. I pulled a thick volume out of my bag and set myself to reading until the sun began to set. That was the plan at least. I didn't notice when a friend of mine plopped down in the chair across from me, eyes wide in fear. “Ren...,” he stuttered, his chocolate brown hair seemed greasy, like he couldn't calm down enough for a shower this morning. I didn't bother to look up from my book as I answered, “Is there something I can do for you, Hanabusa?,
He shook his head. “How can you be so calm?,” I felt I knew what he talking about, he'd asked me the same question when the lord KIRA passed judgment on my father, I supposed it wouldn't be to off base to give him the same answer. “All. Hail. KIRA.,” I said, cold, emotionless, exactly same, but a smile still struggled to spread across my face.
I suppose I frightened Hanabusa, because he decided that he would have no more to do with me, a change I hadn't expected. Change, I could see it happening everywhere. I'd done my best to remain the same when lord KIRA apparently disappeared, when the crime started, when my sister was taken from me, I tried, but now that the biggest change was coming, well, coming back, I figured I should change now. I wouldn't stand idly by and play a nameless cheerleader, this time, I decided to HELP KIRA, I would find someone to directly aid my idol! I had to! This world had become poisoned! We all know that that sometimes it becomes necessary to cut off a limb before it can infect the whole with its poison, and what is the world but a many legged beast? I would help to amputate as many of these corrosive appendages as possible, even if it cost me my life. Lord KIRA would have no reason to leave this world again, I would make sure of that. The smile emerged, wider than before, I must have looked like a lunatic. I liked it.
So many things in this world work just by sheer chance, once I accepted that I realized I'd found the perfect way to contact lord KIRA! I took a napkin from the table I sat at and the pen from my pocket and quickly scribbled down a message.
My lord,
I am but your humble follower, but I wish to aid you in any way possible. I realize your need for secrecy so I'll try to do this as best as I can. If this note somehow has reached you, my name is Ren, I want to help you bring down the hammer of god. I understand that your followers have a high mortality rate...I accept that as my fate, I understand that this is my death warrant, but still I plead with you.
~HAGAREN
I tucked the note into my pocket and headed home, tossing it to the wind as I walked. I hoped that it reached Lord KIRA. I hoped that this person would accept my, understand the clue to my name. Maybe I shouldn't have tried to be so clever. Steel...was that to be my alias?
AND THE WINNER...IS SORAJEN ZARAKI THIS IS HIS 110 WIN IN HIS CAREER WE LOOK FORWARD TO NEXT MONTH.
Man you really scare me when your out there at least you won.
Yea I won if i didn't then i couldn't eat.
Hey guys take a look at this,that guy how was kill all those people just got let go.
Man we Need Kira back so howd he do it.
Good law-holy crap.
THE HELL!
Did his just blow up.
[Two days later]Ah its good to be home[I say as I walk down the street]hmm
what she up to...hey miss what ya doing whats that book ya got there death note whats that?
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Well Kira i leave the rest to you
In the dark room there was only one sourse of light. Tapping could be heard. Then the door slided open.
"R.R! Are you prolling the boards again or going on theOtaku? Quit typing on that keyboard its making to much noise!"
Then the slided door slammed shut. My pale face stayed the same looking at the computer screen. The twenty year old ranting lady was my nee-san who was my brothers fiance. He died years back and now she was my guardian. The computer screen had a live video of some criminal going free. But by the way of his facial expressions I could tell he was lieing about being innocent.
"Nee-san can you come in here"?
There was stomping and the curvy woman came. "What now"? Nee-san asked.
I could tell she wasn't in a bad mood but I did know she was having her period this week. She was usually happy and energetic always making me active even though I protest.
"So you are interested in my work are you not, that man is not innocent at all that is a known fact to start to finish", Nee-san replied.
Then the man started to bleed all over from his face. Nee-san looked horrified but stayed in a calm suspicious manner. I on the other hand had just a plain poker face not caring at all. Nee-san was a detective. She wasn't a sherlock homes but she did manage with some cases alone.
"It seems that that criminal is staining everything with blood", I said to her while having a milk pocky stick hang from my mouth.
Nee-san ignored my weird comment then turned my laptop off.
"What was that for"?
"Because even though I have no proof I know you hacked through my case files did you not"?
I didn't answer. Nee-san always knew when a person was lying or not, she also knew I had always figured out most of the culprits who did the crimes but was not proven innocent or guilty yet. She hit me in the head with a fan but it was more funny that hurtful. She then gracefully left like a supermodel. But I thought it was her impersonating a slut. My silver hair was in a high ponytail and I looked out the window.
"Could it be......Kira"?
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Well I tried I hope this is fine. I hope its okay if I have two characters since it would be weird if Shiranui lived alone. Oh and R.R is Shiranui's other alias and it is pronounced R2 like in Code Geass. Here is Shiranui's nee-san's profile
Name or believed so: Fuyukami Sakurai
nickname: Fuyu, kami-sama(as a joke), or Nee-san
Profession: Detective
Personality: Usually energetic, flirtacious and bipolar at the same time.
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Likes: parties, Shiranui, guys, sushi
Dislikes: Shiranui, guys that are over there heads, vegetables
Known for: For being immature, can tell if someone is telling or lying about the truth, and being violent when annoyed
Hair: light black
Eyes: gray
