I blinked several times, and looked at my surroundings. The Kira Investigation Building. Normally, this would have been fine with me, and I would've resumed solving the Kira case, maybe after having Watari bring me some strawberries and whipped cream. There were only a few problems with this. One, I had just solved the Kira case. Two, I only solved said case a couple seconds before I died. Three, there appeared to be a long chain attached to my chest. Not only that, but the chain was wrapped, or, more accurately, tangled, around most of the furniture in the building. Ignoring Light and the rest of the police force that was gathered around my dead body, I went outside and looked at the building. Bad idea, because it sort of freaked me out. The chain attached to my chest was tangled around the whole building. Not just the furniture.

"I guess this means I won't be leaving anytime soon." I sighed.

I walked back inside, dragging my chain with me, when I got an idea. Grabbing the chain with both of my hands, I began to pull with what little strength I had. Okay, really bad idea this time. The pain that ensued can only be described as having my heart twisted around, ripped out and dipped into salt and lemon juice. Not really a fun experience.

I slowly let go of the chain when Light started talking.

"We're next." Light whispered, not looking up from my corpse. I rolled my eyes.

"First he got Watari... Then Ryuzaki... Now it's us." He finally looked up, and I was mildly startled by what I saw on his face.

Light was... Crying..?

I couldn't really believe it. Of course, being Kira, he was probably faking it. I turned around, and wandered into the kitchen. Then I suddenly remembered that I was dead, and that I probably didn't need to eat. Oh well. A little sugar couldn't hurt, right? I opened the fridge and looked to see if we had any cake. None. Then I remembered that I had caught Light sneaking around the kitchen last night.

Light, you fatty! Wasn't it enough to kill me?? You have to take my sweets, too??

Nearly a full year later, I was still bored. By now, people had stopped coming to the Kira Investigation Building, which meant one of three things.

One, Kira had been caught or killed. There was a 48.2% chance of this.

Two, Kira had won, and had killed off the police force. 32.6%.

Three, the investigation had simply moved to a new building. Not likely, at this point. 19.2%

I wasn't sure if these were accurate at all. My brain needed sugar to process information, and by then, I was actually hungry. Well, not just hungry. I was starving. I didn't think that I'd ever been so hungry in my life. Well... Afterlife. Not only that, but I was freezing cold, too. I even felt sort of... Empty. I glanced down at the chain that was barely attached to my chest anymore. As if finally giving up, the chain at last fell away from it's place on my chest. A sudden horrible pain erupted, as a gaping hole formed where my heart should've been.

I watched in agony as a dark haired young man walked in.

He looked at me with contempt.

"So it was you. You ensnared God and caused his downfall. I know he's dead. It was all over the news. I saw, even as a wandering spirit!"

"Judge," He said, holding up a katana. "Kami no Dōgu!"

The weapon began to glow and change shape, eventually becoming a black staff with a crucifix on the end. Every single point was sharpened to perfection.

I had little time to feel fear before my body itself shattered. A moment later, I found myself on the roof. I curiously looked around. Was all of this some horrible illusion from lack of sugar? My question answered itself when bone white tears poured from my eyes, covering my face. It was almost like a mask, now that it was hardening. I tried in vain to remove this thing on my face, when I noticed the I no longer even had hands. My long pale fingers had been replaced with three cruel talons, good for nothing except mercilessly slicing an enemy. my arms were covered in course dark fur, with spikes at the elbows.

To make things worse, that dark haired man had already gotten to the roof.

"You will be deleted." Was all he said.

As he moved, I noticed something strange. I could see a ghostly image of the man, moving right before the real one did. I soon realized that I was simply foreseeing all of his moves ahead of time. With this new ability, I knew the battle wouldn't last long. The dark haired man was surprisingly easy to kill. As I watched him bleed out on the ground, I remembered my powerful hunger. As if possessed by some unknown demon, I eagerly advanced on my prey.

That was the first time in nearly a year that my stomach stayed quiet.

Welp. That's the first chapter of this thing. Hope you enjoyed it. I know that it's really short, but after I added a bunch, my computer decided to crash and I lost all of it. It'll probably in the next chapter, when I'm less frustrated at my crappy machine.

Anyway, L is NOT going to become Ulquiorra. Though that would be pretty interesting.

And yes, that is Mikami. His zanpakuto's name is supposed to mean "Tool of God."

So, anyway, please review, and leave a bit of constructive criticism for me.