Morior Invictus

Disclaimer: It's fanfiction. Emphasis on fan.

Chapter 1: Non est vivere sed valere vita est.

She stood with eyes of shattered glass and lips of blood on the roof of her ("our") apartment complex. Her hair flew out behind her in ribbons, elegant in its disarray. A dull numbness unrelated to the chill of the wind had submerged her completely. She remembered vaguely when she had purpose, a reason to care. The memories, once so clear, had become faint whispers.

She knew she had never before felt so cold.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

They were the sounds from her worn standard watch. There was nothing very remarkable or extraordinary about it. Regardless. it was her lifeline, the only thing she had left of... of...

Tick. Tick. Tick.

The steady hum sounded like a death march.

Light.

The name echoed in her heart as if she were made of marble. Icy. Smooth. Unfeeling.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Time gave life meaning. The fear of death spurred one to live life to their fullest.

The wind had calmed to a gentle breeze, a lullaby.

Hush, my child. It will be over soon.

She smiled a small, bittersweet smile. She understood. She finally understood.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

A beat for every moment Light had not loved her. A beat for every time her mother had held her in her arms. A beat for every quirk of her lips she'd faked.

She took a deep breath.

And stepped forward.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

One step for her misguided love.

The dull thump of her heels only motivated her.

Another to quiet her inner demons…

And for the last step…

She remembered her family.

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I was searching through the Death Note fanfictions where Light or L get a second chance… then I wondered what it would be like if a certain blonde were able to learn from her mistakes and try again. I used to hate her, personally… but she has such an unexplored and complex character (so 'blonde-gothic-lolita-supposed-ditz' haters, please don't run away yet!). On a side note, during the intro suicide chapter, she's finally come to terms with the fact he never loved her. In this fic, she (mainly) ended her life to feel her family's love again… remember, she's forgotten all about the Death Note and nothingness. I'd love to hear from you all, and I pledge that even if there are only like.. 5 people reading this, I won't abandon ship. I'll be rather slow, but I'll still be around. Reviews? They motivate me and make me feel less like I'm talking (writing?) to myself. Thanks. XD

Edited 10.19.12

Latin Translations:

Morior Invictus - Death before defeat.

Non est vivere sed valere vita est. - Life is not to live but to live vigorously.