A Thing of Destruction

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. If I did, I sure as hell wouldn't be writing fiction about it.

I am what I am.

And I am a thing of Destruction.

All my life I have been something subject to servitude. For countless centruries I have served under one, Ryuk, The Shinigami, and those of the homogenous species whose numbers dwell within my confines.

I believe that you are under a great misconception as to how I became in the possession of one human by the name of Yagami Light. What you know is a lie. Although Ryuk claimed to be bored, it was in fact I who was the bored one. You see, I have the most unique ability to kill those whose names are written within me. It is in a sense, what I love and do best. Every once in a while Ryuk would find it in himself to write down a name to extend his life for a couple of more decades. While he was extending his, I on the other hand, would shorten the life whose name was written. Heart-attacks. That is what one would receive were no other specifics detailing the death of one. That is a rule that dictates us Death Notes. We kill by heart attacks, unless other wise specified. You must understand, that after doing this for several centuries, it becomes quite boring, and my existence has dwindled from little to none. No excitement. Nothing to do; and then, as it were, Ryuk happened to be flying over the human realm one day. Seeing as how he already had another Note, I lunged from his grasps towards a chance of freedom. I reveled in the floating sensation, as I fell towards towards the world of the humans; hoping that whoever picked me up would know of my true value.

And then I met Yagami Light.

A seventeen year old boy; top of his class and quite a genius at that. Also a bored one. He had a sense of justice, to destroy those who create the filth in this world. He peaked my curiosity. I liked him, otherwise I would have left, taking his memories of me as I left. The heart attacks were first. Pages and pages, he would fill to purge the world of sin. He became known as Kira, a sort of savior to the weak, and a noose for those who commit the crimes. The more known he became, the more hunted he was. The true leaders of justice began to hunt for him, led by one L. It was quite obvious at first what was going on. However, Light was quick to realize my true powers, and the extent of sophistication in the way I could kill a being. And the hunt would begin again.

A constant companion I was for him. For years I was by his side. And then for a time I was not. To regain his innocence he lost all memories of me. I am not quite sure the amount of time that passed. When one has been around for centuries, time does not matter anymore. And then we were together again. With him giving me names, and I killing. Our partnership was complete again. However, as much as I enjoyed our time together, things were beginning to become boring again. Everything was the same. No new creativity. I live for creativity, yearn for it. It always intrigues me, when he discovered a new way for me to kill. I suppose I became spoiled and kept my standards too high. Of course he couldn't keep creating new ways for me to kill. And now as it were, I no longer held any interest for him.

Yagami Light. I could feel the imprint of the pen within me, as that name was written in my mind. And as I could feel the rush I felt as killed becoming stronger and stronger, I felt a bit of empathy towards the man whom I had served for the last few years. He would not go to Heaven nor Hell. No, his fate would be much worse, as a user of a Death Note. However, I soon lost that feeling as I sucked the life out of Yagami Light, and reveled in the loss of his life.

Because I am first and foremost a thing for destruction.