"Well Light, it looks like you've lost. "
Uncontrollable gasping, wheezing air through punctured lungs. Raspy exhales torn between sobs and hysterical laughter. Stumbling forward bleakly, scanning desperately for somewhere to hide from prying eyes, jostling again as bones rattled and fragments shifted against bone.
"Remember how in the beginning, when we first met. I told you that I would be the one to write your name in my notebook? "
Faster running, multiple footfalls combined to make a dull thrumming patter against stone. Gaining quickly as he limped lazily, red painting his lips through the leisure grin that painted teeth pink.
"That is part of the agreement between a Shinigami who brings a notebook to the human world, and the first human who picks it up."
"Hey! Over here!" a shout, voice echoing off shipping containers and rattling hauntingly, mimicking a wheezy laugh between rattling ribs. Footsteps gaining as a bloodied hand gingerly touched railings to a stairway, slowly stepping upwards.y
"If they put you in prison, who knows when you'll die? "
Four steps upwards. Four voices gaining with guns equipped and safety off.
"And I don't want to wait around waiting."
"I think he's in there!"
"Where else can he go? What's on the roof!"
"The Shinigami!"
"Leave it! It knows that he's not going to-"
" So, it's all over. You die here."
Eyes narrowed, grin faltering into a drunken smirk. Knees collapsing, slamming into rusted steps with a muffled bang, slumping forward with hysterical laughing.
"It was good while it lasted. We eased each other's boredom for quite a while."
A pause, before slight scratching as lines were drawn against paper, Ryuk's long claws tracing with practiced ease. Heartbeats faltering as the eternal grin matched the one he adored with blood stained teeth.
" Well Light, it's been interesting."
Heartbeat pounding, fighting and racing against the imaginary clock that pulsed loudly through the air.
Tick
Tick
...Tick
And with a slumped grin, smile never faltering eyes slowly slid closed as they glazed. Blood steadily trickling regardless of the sudden halting of its primary organ.
Feet pounding, racing and shouting as they pulled against barricaded doors. Rounds discharged against the lock, firing and slamming once more to try and open the doors.
'...no.'
"Sir? Shall we relocate?" Fingers traced the cracked leather, hands gently lifting and shifting it to view the spine with whatever light dimly illuminated the shipping container. Gingerly, he rose; avoiding the mess on the floor to the right, stepping aside from the splatters on the floor from Matsuda's firing. One step forward, before a sudden pulsating.
Bu-bump.
Bu-bump-
"Sir?"
"I-" A pause, heart rate rising as a slight tremor broke the entirely calm facade, "I'm not-"
'No...'
Sluggishly he sat upright, head pulsating through the foggy haze of distortion. The air itself swirling and pulsating in and out of red speckled dust, vibrating in time with a silent clock.
Bu-bump.
Bu-bump.
Bu-bump
The door burst open, guns raised and peering through the haze with trembling fingers on triggers. Peering into the dark and stiffening as the fractured light through grimy shattered window illuminated the stairwell in broken pieces of light.
"Oh god-" One spoke, strangled and leaning heavily within the doorway. Slowly sliding downwards only to cringe as the slippery pathway only highlighted the monstrous trail he had taken.
"It's...over?" The others mumbled, swallowing reflexively to resist the urge of vomiting. Struggling to look away as yet the corpse seemed to attract all attention in the area.
'...No, it's not over.'
"What- what are we supposed to do now?" One questioned, voice rising in anxiety. Trembles fully taking over the form of the man as sobs began to overwhelm him, "We- what are we-"
"It's okay." The other stated firmly. "It's over."
'No...It...It's not over. It is not over. I will not let it be over.'
"Sir?"
Bu-bump
Bu-bump
Bu-bump
"Sir!"
He dropped, collapsing and gasping, twitching as fingers tightened reflexively over the old cracked black leather of the book, fingers feeling the slight differences with the grooves and grains along the spine.
"I will not let this be over."
Two heads simultaneously shot up from where they had been staring mesmerized in horror over the grotesque display of who was once their friend. Paling, guns rising but faltering from the shakes which had developed upon discovery of the corpse.
"Oh god." The one whimpered, as unsteadily it stepped down. Entire body stumbling.
"I will not let this be over."
Newly born red eyes hazily glided over the two humans, not yet seeing as it stumbled downwards, bones cracking and snapping sickly with each step as it wheezed through broken lungs.
Bu-bump
Bu-bump
"...Light." The one whispered, voice not traveling as the newly born creature stepped downwards once more, hands reflexively opening and closing over translucent dead skin.
Bu-bump
"You haven't won."
Bu-bump
Newly born Light Yagami smiled, blood stained mouth matching wide crimson eyes. With one step with a cracking sound of rock shattering it vanished in a ghastly smell of staleness.
Bu-bump
Bu-
Simultaneously, Near, the owner of the newly born notebook, died.