DISCLAIMER: I do not own Death Note or the rights to it. I only own any characters which I have made or shall be making. Vit belongs to Vitrolic.

Chapter 3: Revealed but not believed

Strike moaned as the school bell rang. As he walked towards the building his vision darkened. "I wonder who this could be… By any chance is it Jamie again?"

"How ever did you guess?" Jamie looked at him with a confused look in his eyes. Strike blinked as he saw something appear, to his amusement it was his friend Vit. He stood there blinking in the bright sun in a beige duffel coat that reached down to his knees and a pair of jeans. His long black hair reached down to cover his left eye while a light brown iris stared out at Strike blankly from the other half of his face. Strike ran up to him asking, "Where ya been?"

"Well you know my track record with illnesses…" Vit said looking at him with a face that showed that seemed to know something Strike didn't.

Strike grinned and let out a small sigh, "Yeah, I don't understand how you never get in trouble for that. Also so, did you know all the people you hang out with were off as well? Coincidental bug I guess…"

Vit smiled, "Better watch out, maybe I'm contagious..."

Strike laughed as he, Jamie, Daith, Vit and some other students walked in.

As he entered the room he heard a few a few students start moaning as the teacher started handing out work to do. As Vit came in behind him he pulled a pen from his pocket and began chewing it in thought. He looked at Strike, noticing something in his friend's eyes. Darkness was starting to set in on Strike. Vit blinked the eyes back to normal. Vit pulled out his books, shrugging as he did so. The time seemed to drag on as the class waited for the bell that indicated break time. The bell finally went and most of the students leapt up, except for Vit and Strike, Vit still chewing a pen, deep in thought, Strike's eyes narrowing seemingly in thought himself. Daith called, "Come on, you do know you're allowed to leave the class…" Both of them looked towards them, getting up and leaving the room.

Later that day as Strike and Vit were walking home Strike said, "Vit, there's something I got to show you…"

"That's sounded a bit dodgy…" Vit replied in a bored drawl.

"Not in that way you gay! You need to go to my house."

"Again that sounds a bit dodgy…" Vit said.

To which Strike replied, "Dude, you have a sick mind! You know those deaths that have been happening, the large increase in criminal heart attacks? It's about that."

"What, you're going to tell me you're Kira or something?" Vit asked jokingly.

Strike sighed, "You'll see what I mean when we get there…"

They reached Strike's house, each holding a pizza box in their hand. Vit opened his and looked on with glee at the pile of Starbursts on top. Vit attempted to walk through the door, staring in awe at his pizza however he smacked into the door. Confused, but unwilling to tear his eyes from the pizza he tried this again and was again greeted with pain. After this happened several more times Strike had the grace to open the door. Strike went into the living room to see if anyone was home, he then checked the kitchen calling out, "Vit, don't come in here, if you want food its upstairs." Vit pretended to sigh and replied "I'll just wait in the living room." As Strike left the kitchen Vit walked into it through a separate door, opening the cupboards and finding a pack of unopened Polo mints. Strike walked into the living room, wondering where Vit had gone. Vit then walked into the living room after him. "Didn't I tell you to stay out of the kitchen?" he asked.

"I was just getting a drink."

"…Where is it?"

"I, uh, drank it…"

"What did you take this time?" Strike rolled his eyes.

"Nothing. Not much. Just a pack of Polos…"

They both went upstairs and into Strike's room. As they went in Strike tapped a button on a CD player and Light's theme song came from the speakers. "Right, this is what I wanted to show you." Strike said as he opened a drawer and pulled out a notebook. His eyes started to look to the side as he saw Koronzei and muttered so Vit wouldn't hear, "Don't distract me…" He showed the notebook to Vit, flicking through it and then closing it to show Vit the words on the front. Vit stretched out to take the notebook but Strike pulled it away, anger appearing on his face. "Look only, no touch."

Vit sighed, "Aw, why not?"

"Because I say so," Strike replied.

"That's not a reason," Vit said disappointed.

"It's also amusing watching you not have what you want." Strike grinned

"Bastard…" Vit said rolling his eyes.

"At least I'm not the one huffing…" Strike retaliated.

"Ok, let's stop this pointless argument." Vit said eventually.

"This is the Death Note." Strike said impressively.

"No it's not. You can buy those on the internet. They're toys." Vit said simply.

"Yes, but on the toy ones they have the fake thirteen day rule, this doesn't."

"How do I know you didn't just change it?"

"Fine, don't believe me if you want. But don't say I didn't tell you. Also note all the criminals that have died so far have been written down."

"Meh, you have a sick sense of humour." Vit shrugged.

Strike's eyes widened in horror as he cried out, "THE PIZZA! It's gone cold!"

Vit glanced out the window of the skyscraper he was in as he thought what to type next. It was pitch black outside, spotted with the distant flickers of street lamps sixteen floors down. He sighed and turned back to his computer. A voice came from behind him, "Any slower L?"

Vit didn't even bother turning to answer the policeman, "Sorry, who's the honorary detective here?"

A deep breath came from behind him followed by footsteps and the sound of a door opening and closing. Well it was getting late and he probably had a family to be getting back to… His teeth pressed down hard on the pen in his mouth and there was a loud crack. Wincing he slipped the pen out of his mouth, followed by the several shards of plastic that had been its end. He dropped them into a bin, pulled a new pen from his pocket, chewed on it and continued. His fingers drummed on the key board in front of him, adding the finishing touches to an article that would be front page of every newspaper in the world next day, or so he was assured. He saved the document and sent it to a variety of e-mail addresses before printing off a copy for himself and plugging in a microphone. He read the announcement then messed with the recording so it barely sounded human. He added a video to the MP3 file, a black background with a white letter 'L' written in 'Old English Text' font. Death Note fans all over the world would have a laugh at that one. Finally he uploaded the finished product to YouTube and fell asleep in his chair before he could take a step towards the door.

The next morning, Strike had gone to buy a newspaper for his parents. He reached the store, looking for the stand. He spotted it and walked calmly towards it. Just before he reached it, a voice appeared in his head, saying, "Do I deserve this kind of power?" Strike shook his head, and continued over to the stand. He picked up a paper, and looked at it. He felt a sudden fear going through him. He realised how dangerous it was to be in the roll of Kira, yet he knew it had to be done, for the good of the innocent people. The headline was this: "Kira, we will find you. Get ready" The rest of the page contained the letter L, in the Death Note style. Strike growled, thinking to himself, how dare this wannabe impersonate L!

Strike paid for the newspaper and headed home, turning on his PC when he got there. He brought up YouTube, wanting to watch something. To his dismay, there was a video called "To Kira, from your nemesis L." Strike clicked it. The video contained nothing but a black background and a white L. The voice said, "Kira, we will find you. Try to stop us if you can." The video ended. Strike muttered to himself, "With pleasure."

Koronzei looked at him and said, "Looks like we're going to have some fun. Hehehe."

Author's note: Thanks for helping me, Vit (my lord and master). And to the fans, sorry it took so long; my laptop is away for repairs at the minute. So you're kind of screwed, now aren't you? XD