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Who: L (mysweetjustice) and B (seeyourtime)
What: L meets his demise
When: Sometime after his entry has been made
Where: Light's apartment in community building 2.
Summary: To put it bluntly? A bloodbath
Rating: R


L had no idea where Light had ran off to. Perhaps he went to go see if Misa was alright because of the current situation they were in. Indeed it was one that wouldn't turn out for the best. Especially not for L. He had a feeling that something would go wrong and that's why he barricaded himself in the apartment. He was currently hiding out in Light's room. Besides the door of Light's room being locked, there was a rather large oak desk now positioned in front of it to block anyone from gaining access easily. L crouched upon a chair in the middle of the room. It was completely dark except for a small candle that had been lit and placed in a black holder which was sitting atop of the nightstand.

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He could feel those last few drops of life slip out of himself as he continued to cough up blood. The memories of the past starting to flood his mind like a raging surge of water breaking forth through a gate that had been constructed over time. His life was flashing before his eyes and the journal/communicator slipped out of his fingers.

"We were brought up to think that failure..Is not an option...To struggle...To strive in life....To win...But how can one win....if one never truly lives....? There are some battles...That simply cannot be won.."

He said those words, coughing up blood in between them and the audio faded out after, as he drew in a breath then exhaled slowly. His body started to tense up and heartbeat began to slow. His mind becoming numb and the hands of death gripped him, not having any intention of letting go. He drew in his final breath, exhaled, and let his eyes fall shut.



Like a candle snuffed out by a cruel harsh wind.


It was over.