Disclaimer - I do not own Death Note, and am not affiliated with the original writer. No money is being made from this story. I did however, think of the name Luis C. Mayflower, which is not intended to represent any real person.
Okay, Death Note fans (and if you've read this far, I guess I could say Death Note Utopia fans). I'm pretty excited about this chapter. I think you'll either love it, or plain out hate it, due to my choice of events. Regardless, I like it, so...here you go. _
(Oh, and if you start to wonder why I don't ever show how Light is writing names, it's because it's kind of an unspoken agreement that everyone knows that it is happening. Typing it each time would be redundant.)
Death Note Utopia- Chapter 3...
Deceived
Ryuuk held out what looked like an ordinary pink eraser towards Light. The curious man stood up from his bed, and walked over to the Shinigami. His thoughts were running rampant and he couldn't focus on a single one of them. He smiled as he reached for the eraser. It started raining heavily almost the instant Light took the eraser from Ryuuk. Light examined every speck of the eraser, and looked up at Ryuuk. "Care to explain?" He inquired.
"Hehe, oh, this little thing?" said the obviously forgetful Shinigami. "It's called a Death Eraser. It doesn't really do much...Just...it brings anyone who's name has been written into the notebook back to life." A bolt of lightning from outside lit up the room.
Light's eyes widened and his smile almost ripped his lips. He didn't know what to do with himself. He looked down at the eraser and stared. A realization came to him and the smile soon became a frown. The more he focused on it, the frown then became gritted teeth. His eyes had become fearsome once more, and his nose had wrinkled. The angry man looked up at the Shinigami. "Ryuuk...Why the hell...did you take all these years to decide to give this to me now?"
"Umm, well...I guess I just never thought about it. You could be a little more grateful, I didn't have to give it to you." Replied Ryuuk. 'But this is much more fun than watching you sulk. hehehe'
Light sighed and walked over to his computer desk and sat down, looking at the eraser. It was still raining outside. "So, Ryuuk...What's the catch?"
"Actually, there's no real catch to this." The Shinigami informed Light. "There's no price to pay. You can use it all you want...But know that you can't bring anyone back who's body couldn't support life. Removed vital organs are a no go, so no one who's organs have been replaced with preservatives for burial. Same thing with people who's bodies have been mutilated, like someone who jumped off a building, or got crushed under something large. And of course, I don't think I'd have to explain why no one that's been cremated can be brought back.
"I would assume as much. Something like a supernatural notebook that can cause people to die is far fetched, but it still seems the type of thing that is more a force than a breaker of the laws of physics. But having cremated ashes form back into a living human body, that's just dumb. So, I think it would be safe to assume it only works on those who I've killed using heart attacks, or something fairly relative to that." Light stated. He looked up and saw Ryuuk floating, as he does. "It looks like we're going to have a little fun Ryuuk...hehehe."
Near was dialing a number on the phone when Rester walked into headquarters. "Who are you calling, Near?"
"The president." Near answered quickly.
Rester raised his eyebrows. "What for, may I ask?"
"I thought of a way to determine the notebook's authenticity." Near answered, as the president began to speak on the other line.
"Hello?" Said the President.
"Mr. President...This is Near. I have something I'd like you to help me with, if you don't mind. It involves Kira." Near said to the President.
"Near, you know we have decided to stand neutral against Kira." replied the high authority figure. "David may have thought it a good idea, but I'm doing things differently."
"Sir, it's unlikely Kira would be able to find out that you'd be helping us. We just need a few stings pulled to get something done." Near answered, twirling his hair with his fingers.
The President cleared his throat nervously. "What...exactly are we talking about here?"
"We know how Kira kills, and we have come into possession of his ability, and we would like permission to test it on someone sentenced to death." Near insisted. "We would do it at the exact same time they'd die otherwise. And if it proves unsuccessful, we'll send him back and you can plug up the chair."
The President sat silent for a while. He shifted in his chair and began to speak again. "Near, I don't like it. That seems completely unorthodox."
"It is, but it's all we have right now. Mr. President, it's your duty as the President of The U.S. to see through with the apprehension of the criminal dubbed Kira, and this is necessary to bring about his capture." Near stated.
Rester leaned over towards Halle. "Do you think this will work?"
"I'm not sure. When David was President, Near would probably have already been done with this conversation. But George is a pathetic man. Anything that may endanger himself won't be an option." She answered, under confident.
The President on the other line took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "Near, if you think this will work, you have my support. But I'm not changing the U.S.'s status as uninvolved. This has got to be highly confidential."
"You have my word, sir." Near thanked the President and hung up the phone. He smiled and starting playing with his toy train. "This may be interesting...hehehe."
A week later, the KIT were investigating and documenting deaths of criminals. Not much had happened, and they hadn't heard from Near.
"Wow, a whole 40 criminals died in just the past 2 days!" Matsuda exclaimed. "If it was controversial earlier, there's no doubt it's obvious now that that someone has a Death Note."
Aizawa stood over Matsuda and looked at the screen. He turned around and held his head back, putting his hand over his face. 'When is all this going to be over?'
Just then, the main monitor in the room showed a big "N" in Gothic lettering.
"Light, it's Near!" Shouted Matsuda.
"L...We have arranged a way to determine the notebook's authenticity." Came from the monitor.
"What is it?" Ide asked the voice coming from the monitor.
"The President of the U.S. has decided to get us a criminal sentenced to death to be tested on the notebook. It isn't exactly how we normally work, but the criminal has agreed, being told that it is a testing of a new painless execution. We will be writing in the notebook for him to die at 4:35pm tomorrow afternoon, exactly when he was suppose to die by the electric chair. He should be arriving sometime tomorrow. "
All of the Kira Investigation Team members gasped and leaned forward. "Wow, that's really odd, but great news!" Shouted Matsuda.
'This is perfect. Exactly what I expected you to do, Near. Hopefully, this will all go smoothly, and you'll believe you have a real notebook...I don't want to seem too eager to attend, or it may be suspicious. And I definitely can't ask for the man's name.' "Near, good thinking. If writing the name in the notebook kills the criminal, then it's real. And if not, we'll know that Mikami was just being used. Do you suppose we should come along to witness it?"
Near smiled. "No, that won't be necessary, L. I just felt I should inform you of it. After all, we are giving each other information. I'll contact you with the details of the test." The "N" then flickered off of the monitor.
'Damn him...But it doesn't really matter. It just means I'll have to do it differently...Near, my plan will still go into effect, and in the end, I will win. I am justice, and you are in my way.' Thought light, smiling.
"Hey, Light, why are you smiling? You must be really excited about the outcome of Near's test." Mogi said.
Light snapped out of his trance and looked over at Mogi, smiling. "Well, yeah, I really am. And I feel we're getting so close to catching Kira." Light answered.
"Yeah, I know." Matsuda cut in. "We've been going at this for so long, I don't know what we're going to do with ourselves when it's finally over. All we know is Kira."
Ide sighed. "It won't really be that hard...Just go back to doing normal detective stuff."
"What's normal?" Asked Aizawa, and he chuckled to himself.
Light stood up and walked over to a small table with a coffee pot on it. He poured himself a cup and added his desired condiments. He leaned against the table and crossed his ankles. 'I know exactly what do.' the brown haired man thought, sipping his coffee.
Mogi sat back back and folded his arms, looking down, with his eyes close. "I don't exactly agree with Near's way of solving the problem at hand." The large man said.
Light looked up from his coffee and strolled through the room. "As it is an odd way of going about things, there's not really any other way he could do it. He's a good detective, trying to get his job done at all costs. At least he didn't randomly write in someone's name to see if they die. He's going about it in a legal manner." Said Light. "It's no different then when L made his first move on Kira by bringing out Lind L. Tailor, a criminal sentenced to death, to test out Kira's powers." He stated, confidently.
Mogi uncrossed his arms and changed his expression. "Oh, okay. I didn't look at it like that." He said.
Near and the SPK members stepped out of their cars with the criminal from the U.S.. He didn't have any handcuffs on, so it wouldn't cause suspicion. Earlier, they had picked him up from the airport. Near was relieved he wouldn't have to do the execution in the U.S. That would have been a waste of time. They walked through the door to the building that headquarters was hidden in, leaving a team of people in an ambulance, who will take the body once the execution had taken place a few blocks down. Once in the main room of HQ, they began planning the execution.
"Gevanni, would you please confine him in the room we prepared for this?" Near commanded, calmly.
"Yes, sir." Gevanni answered, grabbing the criminal by the arm, and taking him into a room set up with cameras.
Near walked over to his usual spot in the floor and crouched down, with his leg to the side. He started putting a puzzle together, and the rest of the team took their usual spots. "It is now 4:22 pm. Give me the notebook."
Gevanni walked over to a desk in the room and got the fake notebook out of the first drawer. He stared at the words "Death Note" on the front of it, as he walked over to Near. Just the words sent a shiver down his spine, knowing that such a simple thing, like a notebook, could have killed so many people. "Here you go, Near." He said, bending over to hand the notebook to Near.
Near flipped through the pages until he got to the page with the first blank spot. He took a ballpoint pen out of his pocket and looked down at the page with uncertain eyes. 'If this is a real notebook...doing this will bring about the death of the criminal in that room. I will have been the one who killed him.' Near thought to himself, hesitating with the pen above the page. 'It can't be helped...Anyway, it doesn't matter.'
"Near...Would you like me to do it?" Rester asked the obviously hesitant boy.
Near slanted his eyes to look at the Blond man from the corner of his eyes. "I'm quite capable." Came from the silver haired boy's lips.
Near held his breath and put pen to paper. He drew a line and exhaled. Even someone of his placidity would take something as intense as eradicating a human life very seriously, not to mention, regardless of his role in the case, he is a child. He finished writing and it spelled out "Luis C. Mayflower - Dies at 4:35pm, no pain".
Luis C. Mayflower was sitting in a chair in his confinement room. He was smoking a cigarette. "You're unusually calm, Luis. Aren't you scared?" Came from the monitor on the top left-hand corner of the wall.
"Nah, not really." Replied Luis. "This is something they plan for months. I've realized the reality of it, and come to grips with it. I really do deserve it. hahahaha." He grinned a disgusting smile, thinking of the things he had done.
"Hmm...Is there anything you need?" Near asked.
"I'd like a prostitute, if you don't mind. They've kept me locked up in that hell hole for so long with no wom-" He was cut off.
"How about something logical?" Near said, interrupting the convict.
Luis waved his hand. "Man, that's bullshit...Whatever...Nah, I'm fine...When's this shit gonna go down, anyway?" He asked.
Near looked over at the clock on the screen. It read "4:32pm". "Soon." Near replied, with a smile. "Gevanni, go stand in the room with Luis, to be a first hand account. Gevanni nodded and went down to the room that held Luis. Those 3 minutes felt like an hour to the SPK. Soon, a man would be dead in another room. Or, another possibility, nothing would happen, and the man would be sent back to the U.S. for a rescheduled execution.
Near was staring at the clock, twirling his hair, when it hit 4:35pm. Everyone looked over to the monitor that showed the room that Luis C. Mayflower was in. At that exact second, Luis C. Mayflower looked straight ahead and gasped. The red, burning cigarette fell from his mouth and hit the ground. His mouth was wide open, and the breath that filled his lungs emptied into the room. His eyes closed slowly and he fell to his knees. Before his face hit the ground, Gevanni caught his body and held him there. The shocked man checked Luis' pulse and felt for his breath. "Near, it's been confirmed. The convict is dead." Said Gevanni.
Near averted his gaze from the monitor with the dead man on it. "Could you please go and assist Gevanni in bringing the body to the front, Rester?"
"Of course." Replied Rester immediately, as he walked out of the room.
Near then proceeded to have Halle call the men with the ambulance to retrieve the body.
"And Halle, inform the ones outside that the convict is now deceased."
Halle nodded and proceeded out of the room.
'So the notebook we have is real?' Thought Near. 'It's as I feared...There really is another Kira. It seems this case may take longer than originally expected. I've succeeded in apprehending one Kira, only to find that there's another...I'll have to work even harder if I want to succeed in ending this dictatorship the notebooks have caused. I'll need to make sure I actually obtain the notebook instead of making a situation where it could be moved on to someone else...'
At that moment, two men with a stretcher and a woman went to the body of the dead convict. "What's with the woman?" Gevanni asked one of the men with the stretcher.
"This is supposed to be a very secret place, am I right? We were ordered to make sure this seems as less suspicious as possible." Said the man.
"And the woman is for?..." Gevanni asked again.
"She's here to make it look normal." The man replied.
Gevanni had a confused look on his face and shrugged.
The two men loaded Luis onto the stretcher with a white sheet over him. They left the building as quickly as possible. The woman was following alongside the body on the stretcher, crying like a woman that had just become a widow. They loaded the body into the ambulance and quickly drove away.
Gevanni nodded in agreement at the act, and went back into the building.
Near pressed a button that was on a control pad near him.
Back at the Kira Investigation Team's headquarters, a large "N" appeared on the screen.
Matsuda, who was leaning against the back of the couch, pointed at the monitor.
"I know, Matsuda." Light said before Matsuda could speak.
"Light, and the rest of the Kira Investigation Team. We have confirmed the authenticity of the notebook we have come in possession with." Near said. "We set the Death note to kill the convicted criminal, Luis C. Mayflower, today, at 4:35pm. As we feared, he did die. There's a 3rd notebook." He concluded.
Matsuda dramatically held his hands against his face. "Agggh!" He screamed out, as he fell over the back of the couch. Ide and Aizawa looked at him and shook their heads.
Light sat back in his chair and sighed. "It'll take longer now, but that doesn't matter. It just means we're going to have to do even more investigating." 'Yes, my plan is going perfectly.' He thought. 'Near now thinks he has a real notebook. When in reality, the Kira Investigation Team has one, and I have the other. There is no 3rd Death Note, Near...And it's all thanks to Mikami."
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Lightning cracked the sky as Light sat in his computer chair with the Death Eraser. He picked up his watch from the table and opened up the secret compartment. The nervous man took the piece of the notebook he had hidden in the watch and layed it flat on the table. He looked at the eraser and back at the spot on the piece of paper that said "Teru Mikami". He held the eraser close to the paper and stopped. The curious man layed the eraser down and turned towards the Shinigami that had given it to him. "Ryuuk...Before I make any rash decisions, I want to know if you'd do something for me..." He asked the spiky haired Shinigami.
"Depends. hehehe." Replied the lazy God of Dead.
"I was wondering if you'd go to the morgue where Mikami is being held and explain to him what's happening." Continued Light.
"Hmm...Seems like a lot of work...I'll do it if you buy me lots of apples." Replied Ryuuk.
Light sighed, but then smiled. "I guess that's not a problem. I'll stop by the store tomorrow to get you a bag."
"Ah ah ah." Ryuuk said, waving his finger. "Three bags. You forget, it's storming."
'Such a pain.' "Sure, Ryuuk, three bags."
"It's a deal." Stated the satisfied Ryuuk.
Light turned back around towards the paper that had the eraser laying on it. Light picked up the eraser as he heard Ryuuk's huge wings flapping against the wind and rain. 'And now, my faithful Mikami. Be born again!' Light quickly slammed the eraser hard onto the paper, cleanly marking the name, time, and conditions of death he had previously written down. "And now, I wait..."
At the morgue, a familiar heart beat once. A couple seconds passed and it beat again. Blood started pumping as the heart began a steady rhythm. Organs started back up as blood started flowing through the pale body. The heart was now pumping normally with a steady beat. The body the heart belonged to twitched. Mikami gasped his first breath of air and his eyes opened in a flash, as his back bent inwards, and his face was against the top of the drawer he was placed in. He began taking more very deep breaths, and felt around in the dark, noticing he was in a closed area. A disoriented Mikami's mind started filled to the rim with information as his brain began getting more and more blood to it. "What!...What's going on!?...Where am I!?" He shouted, no one hearing him. He started slamming his hands on the metal drawer that held him, when without warning, the drawer was pulled open. Even though it was dark, the room he was now in hurt his eyes from the light. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking around. He saw nothing. 'Who pulled me out?' He thought to himself. "Hello?!" He called out, but no one answered his call.
"Hehehe, I forgot." Said Ryuuk, and he reached forward with the piece of the Death Note Light had given him and tapped it against Mikami's hand.
Mikami looked up and saw the hideous Shinigami that stood before him. He shrieked and held his arms up in terror. He noticed the Shinigami and held his hands down. "Oh my god, Ryuuk." He managed to spit out.
"Hehehe, in the flesh, so to say." Replied the terrifying monster.
Mikami was still unsure of the situation. Having been dead for hours, his mind was jumbled. "What happened, Ryuuk, where am I?" He asked.
"Well, to put bluntly...Light killed you with the Death Note." He replied with a smile.
Mikami's eyes widened and he looked Ryuuk in his eyes. "What do you mean!? Am I dead!?" He shouted in question at the Shinigami.
"Normally, I suppose I'd have to call you an idiot for pointing out the obvious. Hehe, too bad, though. You're actually alive." replied Ryuuk, laughing.
Mikami looked down at his pale hand. "But how?" He asked in a whisper.
"Well, I gave Light a Death Eraser." Ryuuk said.
"Death Eraser?" Asked the confused man. "As in...Something that erases death?" 'And he used it on me? Oh, God...You taketh and have giveth back...How funny.'
Ryuuk smiled. "Wow, you caught on quickly, and your mind isn't even working properly." He said to the man that had just been brought back to life. "I'm tired of this, come on, Light will explain the rest."
Mikami nodded and they walked to the door. Mikami grabbed a white doctor's coat, just in case someone had stayed in late that night in the morgue. They proceeded down the long hallway and turned towards the main entrance. They then stepped out into the rain.
"Hehe, it's good it's so late." Said Ryuuk. "Or someone might see us."
"See us?" Mikami replied.
As soon as Mikami said that, he felt himself being swooped into the air, and he heard wings flapping. "Oh my God, what are you doing, Shinigami!?"
"Hehe, hush, or you'll attract attention." Replied Ryuuk, as he began swooping through the air faster.
They arrived at Light's apartment and the forgetful Shinigami phased through the wall. "I'm back." He said.
Light, who was laying on his bed looked over to the the Shinigami and put his hand on his face. "And Mikami?"
Ryuuk's eyes widened and he quickly phased back through the wall.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" Screamed Mikami as he fell through the air. He felt a quick jerk as the Shinigami grabbed his ankle.
"Hahaha, mush faster and that would have pulled your leg off." He said, laughing.
Ryuuk flew back up to Light's room and put Mikami through the window Light had already opened.
"You stupid Shinigami, you better hope no one witnessed that fall!" Light said, with a raised voice.
"Don't worry, I checked the windows as we came back up. No one saw. And the streets below were too loud for anything to hear." Ryuuk said in his defence.
Light covered his face again and sighed as he stood up and walked to the bathroom just outside his room. He came back with a towel and through it at Mikami.
"Mikami, welcome back. We have business to attend to, as I assume Ryuuk has already explained to you the details of which you are now alive." Light said, cutting to the important information.
"Uh, of-...of course, God." Mikami stuttered out.
Light explained the situation regarding the inmate Near was going to test the fake notebook out on.
"I need you to go to the airport and wait." He said. Light then explained to him the things he needed done. Mikami agreed, but with questions.
"God, won't they recognize me?" He asked.
Light smiled and left the room, then came back with a pair of scissors, a needle, and one of Misa's ear rings, and put it all in Mikami's hands. "Need I say anything?"
Mikami sighed and went over to the mirror in Light's room and put the towel he used to dry off on the floor, and began cutting away at his long black locks. Hair fell to the ground in large clumps, as Mikami snipped away at his hair. He ran his fingers through his now short hair and frowned at his reflection. He then picked up the needle and without hesitation punctured his ear. He looked down at the large silver ear ring. 'It does seem like one a man would wear, but isn't it a little much?' He thought to himself as he placed the ear ring in his ear. He turned around and looked at Light with his arms spread, awaiting approval.
Light nodded and walked over to Mikami and placed his right hand on Mikami's right shoulder. "And get some contacts, no more glasses."
Ryuuk walked to Mikami and put his face close to the now short haired man's face. "Would you like the eyes?" He asked. "I think you may need them. You died, so you'll have to get the deal again, just like when you lose a Death Note."
Mikami nodded, knowing his life would be cut in half again. The Shinigami stood up straight and made the power flow into Mikami. Mikami closed his eyes tight and opened them. He walked to the window and looked down on the people who were out at night, and saw letters and numbers floating around above them. He had the eye power once more.
Mikami walked towards the door and opened it. "I'll go now. Don't worry, God, your plan will follow through as instructed tomorrow. I have an acquaintance that I'm sure won't mind me staying at their home for a while, as I'm sure going back to my place is out of the question."
Light nodded and saw Mikami to the door. "You may need to start calling yourself something different. How about...Taro Kagami?" Light suggested.
"Taro Kagami, it is." Mikami said, as he turned and left the building.
The next day, Teru Mikami, now known as Taro Kagami, was sitting on a bench at the airport. He had been waiting for an hour, paying attention to the passing people. He noticed out of the corner of his eye, Gevanni and Rester coming out of the arriving planes section. He must have not noticed them when they went by the first time. With them, a short man with an orange beard, wearing handcuffs. He had curly orange hair and bushy eyebrows.
'There...The one God mentioned.' Mikami thought to himself, smiling an evil grin. He looked up at the name above the man. 'Luis Mayflower.' He thought to himself. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He pushed open the door and walked inside, choosing a stall. He opened the stall door, stepped in, and locked it. The nervous man began shaking in excitement as he pulled one of the pieces of the notebook Light had given him from his wallet. He wrote "Luis Mayflower - Dies at 4:35pm, dies with no pain". He grinned an ominous grin. 'God, you brought me back from the grave in your mercy, and I continue to do for you. My first command, completed. I now await your orders.'
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Light walked over to his bed and sat on the edge. 'I now have my deciple back, and he has seen to my plan being carried out nicely. Mikami, there's no doubt bringing you back was not a mistake. And now...Near isn't even a problem. Soon, he'll be dead, and my reign as Kira will be at its peak, with no one in my way.' He grinned that infamous grin and chuckled, holding himself from laughing. He wanted to save his final celebration for the close future, when Near will have realized he had been beaten.
"Hahaha, never a dull moment." said Ryuuk.
And there you have it, chapter 3. I will now take the time to inform you that the eraser is not my idea. It was actually part of the Death Note manga, volume 0. It was the pilot manga, where a little kid found Ryuuk's notebook. You can find it on the internet and read it. I just felt it was my obligation to add something that Tsugumi decided not to put in Death Note.
That said, I'm sorry the chapter was so boring. xD It's kind of hard to top the first chapter. _
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, as I work really hard on these.
Next time - Near's suspicions are raised again, Misa Amane becomes involved, and...Is Light's plan carried out as expected? Find out IN...
Death Note - Utopia...Chapter 4
Deliverance