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Ghosts In My Head

Chapter 7:

The True Face of a Monster

“No, honey-pie, please, don't die! Please! No, no, NO! Not my baby!” The woman gave out a shrill cry as she held a stillborn baby in her arms. “-! Please do something, please!” She cried out to the petrified male, her hand cringed weakly on his sleeve as she begged him to do something, anything. “Not my baby! Anything but my baby!” Again, she gave a piercing cry, before she backhanded a nurse who tried to take it away from her. The woman sobbed hectically over her baby, trying to cradling it, trying her best into fooling herself that it's still alive.

She never noticed the male's lips curved into an angry frown, a mad glint into his brilliant blue eyes, as he's leaving the room and locked and jammed the door so no nurse or doctor would come in after he kicked a nurse out. The male is going to bring his child back, any way possible and impossible.

Kagome narrowed at the very large, very odd-looking shinigami when he appeared in front of her in her motel room as she was sitting on her bed, “Old man King?”

His hallowed yet bitterly cold voice rang out from under of his snow white bone of a canine's muzzle, “As you well know that my name is Sesshoumaru, not the `Old man King'. It's insulting and revolting, Kagome.” His colorless skeleton-like paw, resembling more of a human's hand than the creature's, slowly reached for her shoulder and grasped it. The dead nails of his appendage slowly sank into her covered skin, drawing blood but she doesn't seemed to react to the fact he had been gripping her deeper than he should be at all. The shadow that scoured his body hidden somewhat had lifted as he walked closer to his Beholder and the human girl could see him fully for once in a long time.

The shinigami king, Sesshoumaru as he like to called himself, seemed more of cross between a decreased body of a polar bear and the dog's corpse but had somewhat a human appearance to himself, wore an ashen fur over his hunched back and hid the rest of his body in shadow and the silken tresses of white hanged from under the canine skull. The holes where the eyes would be in the skull upon his head had revealed another set of eyes behind them, a pair of large wolf-like eyes with the color of golden. He also had a long, limp boa-like tail trailing from behind him, same color of his fur.

His legs reminded her more of a lion or a bear's back legs, colorless, like the rest of him.

Overall, he was very intimidating to look at but somehow, Kagome doesn't seem to be so petrified of him, despite his appearance. She was a bit quiet but after a moment of having his claw into her blade of her shoulder, she finally spoke up, “Sorry. It was from the force of the habit.” Kagome apologized to the shinigami king, was not able to bow because of his dead talons in her shoulder.

She never felt herself bleeding at all.

“Hm.” Sesshoumaru removed his now bloody appendage from his Beholder. “I had heard from one of my many subjects that you desired to speak to me. Speak to me of your need, my Beholder.” The hooded girl could barely tell that his boney head had nodded to her to continue.

She opened her mouth and told him.

At the headquarter, several days later…

For some odd reason, L had figured it might be a prank and decided to wait to see if she will come back. As much as the others were against it, there was no changing his mind once he had decided on something. However, the days passed and the familiar face of a certain chief showed up with a frown on his face. “Kyo-sama.” L causally greeted to him with his back toward the blond male, seemly too lost in his monitors with a thumbnail in his mouth in his chair. All of the team members were in the room with him, excluding Misa and InuYasha. No one is sure where they had gone but L didn't bother to look in them because they're inconsequential, compare to his case.

“I don't suppose any of you had seen Kagome then… ” Mogi shook his head and bowed in apology, “We're so sorry, sir. We had meant to call you…” The weary SVU chief sighed, “No need. Taisho-san had already told me. She had left a letter behind, had she not?” He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, as if he's having a headache. L looked back to him, “What is exactly their relationship?”

Kyo looked up to L in curiousity, “InuYasha and Kagome?” He didn't see L's negative so he took it as a yes. “Well, they're good friends, nothing more than that. They do butted head once in a while, however.” Light, as he was listening into his explanation, thought to himself, `Then how do they meet?' Indeed, that had been bothering him for some time, especially ever since they had first met InuYasha Taisho, the famous actor of both of the American and Japanese silver screen or most commonly often known as `the Man of a Thousand Faces'.

L seemed to have similar thoughts as well, “Perhaps you do know of how they had met?”

That, Kyo had just shrugged at, “Don't really know. I believe it might have to do with an old case she had solved some years ago.” The insomniac male frowned a bit at his answer, “…Ah. So do you know the reasoning behind her disappearance?”

“That is most likely had to do with her father. She wasn't very fond of him, never was.” Kyo didn't say anymore of that. Soichiro looked at his coffee break buddy and grimaced, “But Ryu is dead, wasn't he?”

“…Do you believe that things had happened for a reason, no matter how farfetched they were?” Seeing most of the detectives seemed to have agreed, he continued on, “Even supernatural?” That had earned no response.

A familiar chuckle soon filled the air but no one but Light seemed to had heard it, “Smart human.” Light resisted the urge to look at the empty air where he knew Ryuk was at. Ryuk kept laughing as he went on to hovered above him, “Same old coot as usual. He definitely does need a good lay.” Light nearly blanched at that statement but managed to keep his cool.

“Ooh, yeah…Rem thought it would be fun to drop something for that weirdo over there. Just thought to warn ya.” The black shinigami floated around into the air, for some reason, had decided to entertain himself by twisting himself into a pretzel. “…?” Light wasn't sure of what he had meant. Had Rem…?

`…! That would explain the mysterious stopping of the activities! But why would Rem had decided to take the Death Note away of all of the things?' The son of the detective frowned lightly as his thoughts buzzed at all of the possible reasoning.

Out of nowhere, a black book had basically just fell right from the ceiling and into L's lap, surprising him so much that he fell backward, his chair shifted from his weight and made a loud thud as he made an impact on the clean, white floor. “Ah…! Where did that…!” The detective pointed at the black book on his laps, gasping a little, his black eyes widened. `Oh…shi-! Why, Rem?!' Light thought in despair as soon he recognized the item, struck in his seat from the shock.

All of other detectives stood wide-eyed and the silence filled the air for several moments. Until Kyo made a comment to break it, “Did I call that one or what?”

“This went beyond any logic sense.” L murmured, eyeing the black item warily, not touching it, as he wanted to figure out how a single book had just fallen from the very solid ceiling. The ceiling obviously did not have any `special effect' to it. It took him awhile to even approach close to it. L then touched it at first, paranoid, but it didn't take him long to flip it over and there were bold white writings on it. “…Death…Note?”

The detectives stood away from L and were watching him checking out the note, they, even the idiot, Matsuda, knew better than to interrupt L. He deemed it safe to pick it up in his hand. He saw a large something loomed over him and looked up. What came next were much unexpected to the detectives. The insomniac detective yelped again and fell backward on his bottom, looking like he was staring at something that wasn't there. “Ryuzaki?” Soichiro moved toward to him and was surprised to see L gaping at whatever he was seeing.

Was he really going crazy?

Soichiro then bended down to take the item out of L's still hand and saw a white… monster and he too was startled. He dropped the item and stared at the very thing L was gaping at. “Alright, enough of that. Pass that note to everybody so we just get this over with?” The white slender beast grumbled out, narrowing the golden eyes to the frightened pair. “U-uummm, sure.” Soichiro went down to pick it up and thrust it to the one closest to him: Mogi. “P-pass it to everybody, would y-you?”

The tall male blinked and warily took it in his hands and gave it to Matsuda, not noticing it until Matsuda got it in his hands, and let out a frightened yell. Matsuda squealed when he saw the same thing, accidently tossed the book up in the air from the surprise. Its then fell into the hands of Aizawa. He was very curious and his eyes widened at the sight. He numbly passed it to Ide.

Ide blinked and took a step back warily. He gave it to Kyo, who had no response to the white creature He walked over to where Light was and handed it to him. “What's going on here?” The prodigy son of Soichiro Yagami murmured out, seeming very curious at the people's reactions to…something. Once Light had plucked it out of Kyo's hands, he too saw it and was gaping. Of course he knew what it was and who it was but he needs to play along now, even if he's a little pissed off at Rem.

Kyo, Aizawa, and Ide were the only ones that didn't let out any vocal response from seeing the terrify sight.

“Everyone done gaping at me?” Seeing everybody's nodding, “Good. My name is Rem and you could say that I'm a Death God, a shinigami. The book that boy was holding was my Death Note, the very tool that we shinigami used to take life to prolong ours… Cruel, yes, but it's how we keeps balance in your plane. If no one dies then your plane could die instead.” The white shinigami had kept it short and simple for the humans to understand. As much she would like to expose Light as the true Kira, she kept it quiet, as of a silent promise she and the Beholder had made to each other, that is if the human girl are still alive.

“Wh-what?” L wasn't able to take everything in and all of them never noticed Kyo had left the building, simply because he had no desire to meddle into the supernatural, even if he knew it would carry some new-found suspicion on him later. Rem floated around, patiently waited for the insomniac male and everybody else to take it all of it in.

It took an hour to have L actually back to his usual composition and is now inspecting the notebook, by shifting through the pages and taking mental notes on how many the names there were. Most he knew were killed by the second Kira himself. “So all you had to do was to put their names in this…book?” L was hesitated to call it a book, because it's truly a weapon of mass destruction. “With the face in your mind, yes.”

“…Is there a chance that Kira might have used this same notebook?”

“…Possibly.”

“Will you tell me?”

“I'm sorry but I cannot tell you who the previous owners were. It's against the shinigami rules.” Rem shook her head in a negative, ignoring the usual roaring laughter from Ryuk, who is still unheard and invisible to the human detectives. Light did a very good job of being an actor, Rem irately noted. At least Misa was safe with that actor boy though. While Rem didn't really approve of InuYasha Taisho, he was better than Light many ways than one. He certainly did show the affection that she knew Misa needed.

Kagome certainly had a good taste, if not in appearance then in an attitude.

Anyway, Light certainly did used her notebook, however briefly, but Misa actually took up most of the names in. She didn't bother saying anything about it because she knew L was finding differences in the handwritings. “It seemed there are two different handwritings…Watari!” L knew he might as well to give the old man an heart attack but he also realized that the old man was very curious of as what had been happening to them, as he had came in late, with a tray filled with different slices of his favorite type of cheesecakes. So Watari hadn't touched the Death Note yet.

“Sir?” He came over to him, still with the tray, “Watari, calm down and put down the tray. You'll also need to sit down too.” Watair did as he told him to do and found a chair and sat down. L stood up from his place on the floor, still hunched back, and handed the book to him. Watari simply plucked it from him and simply said, “Oh, my good lord.”

His aged eyes widened at the sight of Rem but as L had instructed him to do; he had calm down and took a deep breath. Watari then stood up, keeping his eyes off the shinigami and keeping his focus on L with the black book still in his hands. “Sir?”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, I will be fine.”

L nodded, “Alright then. I would like you to compare the handwritings and find anything unique about them. Do you understand, Watari?”

He nodded, “Yes.” The insomniac detective then waved him off and turned his attention back on Rem, “Why all of the sudden did you decide to drop the notebook on my laps?”

“Because I was ordered to.” She simply answered.

`Ordered to? What the hell was she talking about?' Light wondered as he was slowly walking toward the female shinigami and the detective before he stopped. “Ordered to?” L questioned, “Who?”

“The King's Eyes of Beholder, Higurashi Kagome.”

The shock was setting heavily on them, the surprise overtook their conscious. “K-k-Kagome?!” Matsuda shuttered out, the revelation was obvious in his bright eyes. Rem nodded to the boy-like detective, “Yes.”

“H-how did she…How could she ordered you to do that?!” Light stated loudly. He was so very surprised by the fact that had just come out of Rem's mouth.

“Because she's of a higher rank than we are…Despite the fact she's not truly a shinigami nor is able to use the Death Note to prolong her life. She's higher ranked simply because she's the King's favorite servant.” She explained slowly, like they were dumb. Soichiro spoke out, “But she's human! There's no way she could even meet you in the first place, if we couldn't see you to start with!”

“Yes, that's true, but she never was ordinary in start with. Do you never realize that there is something off about that girl?” She explained.

-"Ryuzaki, would you mind take a look at anything that seems strange in this computer for me? I need to look around for the suspect… With the feet size of 7, should be a woman with a male name and with the hands of doctor…" She muttered out the last part but L heard it clearly.

L never did figure out how she had learnt of the name or how she knew about the fact that the person could be a doctor.

-All of the detectives looked on curiously as Kagome came in, heavily soaked to the bones and the bloody scratches were on her face, some looked astonishingly at her wounds, her wet attires leaving behind some puddles as she slowly went up in her assigned room in the hotel.

The detectives weren't so sure but maybe it would somehow explain why Kagome had came back late to the headquarter with wounds all over her.

-“I'm not putting them going through to what I've been through! I've been dead twice and of course I know what's hell truly is!” There was a large truck coming by and Kagome just lunged at him and pushed him into the vehicle's path. Light gasped, thinking that there'll be a death taking place right there in front of his own eyes but as if the driver never had even seen Ryu at all and just kept driving on by, just drove right over his body. Ryu had just… evaporated into the black gust of the wind.

Light remembered that incident all too well. He still doesn't understand how it is possible for someone to die twice. Maybe he would get his answer somehow.

“So wait…how is that even possible? And where is she anyway?” Light asked, curious still in his cinnamon eyes.

“…Hmm…I am not sure if I could even explain it but…Let's just say that she didn't really have very good childhood to start with. And I believed she's somewhere in a warehouse right now. You're welcome to look for her.”

“What?” No one is sure who had said it nor did anyone care. “Well, where did you last see her?” Light asked, his voice unsure.

“Hmm. A motel downtown. I'm sorry but I can't remember the name.”

“…We're going to look for her.” L stated with finality in his voice.

“Dad-dy!” A little girl, seemly about nine or eight years old, cried out, salty twin rivers streaming down from her azure eyes, as she struggled to wrenched her arms out of a taller male's tight hold, with the face identical to hers. “I don't want to! Please don't-!”

Bang!

She fell into his arms, bleeding profoundly from her head, and she found herself in an arm of a great white beast. She then sniveled hectically by the sight of both her crumbled body in her traitor father's arms and the beast's appearance. A thought slowly crept into her mind and wondered how is it possible that there are two of them at same time but that was fleeting. She was much too distracted by the beast that held her in his boney arms. She couldn't tell because he wasn't looking directly at her and that he had some kind of a skull mask on his face but she could feel that he was glaring at her father.

And oddly, the male was glaring back at the gigantic creature. The sight disturbed her the most because he was holding her corpse so very gently like it was still alive. Somehow, she felt calm in the monster's arms, safer than her own bastard father's were.

“Enough is enough. No more of you stealing a life from me, the King of Death!” The voice, echoing and hallowing at the same time, snarled at the disgusting male. “She's mine now and you will not get her back.”

“Kame! Do it!” The father bellowed out to her, commanding her. But she quickly shook her head, refusing to obey him, because she felt at peace for once in her already short life. She burrowed her face into its' colorless, coarse fur, stubbornly ignoring her father. The King of Death made a somewhat cracking, mocking laugh as he slowly dissolving into the darkness with the little girl in his arm.

The father scorned and hatred already filling his whole soul, ignoring the fact that his own daughter's corpse was bleeding onto him, a hole obvious in her forehead, from his still smoking gun.

All of his daughter's training had been naught, as she already gave up her right to life. But not if he can help it. He then took his little girl's body into the garage in the apartment his family lived in and after making sure that everything is secured, he took his gun and pointed at his own temple and await his death to take his daughter back to the land of the living, even by the force.

“There is a way to live forever… A way to trick a Death God to trade his life to yours.”

“After all, I sure fooled that old bastard King because I know…how to live forever!”

“I'm a shinigami! A human shinigami! Except we do not have a need for those flimsy note craps!”

Kagome forced herself to awake as she remembered her traitor father's sayings echoing in her head. She got herself up from the floor in the warehouse as she's rubbing her face to get rid of any traces of sleepiness and sighed out heavily.

“Heh…Man, old coot sure outdid himself when he thought he could make me one of him.” She murmured to herself quietly.

It's all started when her father was born with the Ghost Eyes and started seeing shinigami and spirits, Ryu soon began to loathed death and even a thought of dying disturbed him so much that he soon devised a way to live forever. In fact, her bitch of a grandmother, Yui, had been encouraging him to do so as she somehow knew he had a special power. She always wanted to be an immortal.

The first time, he had committed suicide by poisoning himself slowly and allowed a shinigami to carry out Ryu's soul, which is something they rarely does unless the soul carries special `powers'. And he does carried a special power, after all, and he managed to trick that lesser shingami to gave up its' life and powers to Ryu, just as the lesser Death God was carrying him to the King. Ever since then, every time he `died', he just simply bring himself back to the life, as he held that poor shinigami's powers.

The old man did live a dangerous life, after all, seeing that he was one of those undercover detectives. But even by then, he was pretty sane for a nutcase.

Ryu didn't really turned cracker until his wife, which was her mother, gave birth to a stillborn. And that stillborn was her. He managed went as far to pissed off the King when he stole back his daughter's young soul from the dead plane by taunting him to give Ryu the whereabouts of his daughter's soul. He got himself back to the living plane and dropped the soul into his once stillborn child, still cradling in his wife's sobbing chest.

He then quickly ran back to his body, which still lies onto a hospital bathroom floor, as he had strangled himself with a plastic trash bag, before anybody discover him. Ryu got up and quickly break into his wife's room and saw his wife moaned and sobbed in happiness as the baby had finally cooing weakly for the attention.

That was then he was pretty afraid of losing everyone he loved and knew and decided to killed his family by setting the fire on his apartment, sparing his daughter, his older brother, and his old father after he had `finished' using her cousin, Kikyou, as an experiment to see if he could actually bring her back as a shinigami. That poor girl had died several times but never did came back as a shinigami when he went back to get her from the land of the dead. To be honest, though, Kagome actually took pity on her and pleaded with the old fucker to stop using Kikyou.

He did as his most favorite little girl asked him to do.

That had probably explained why Kikyou wasn't very sane.

“Hmm…” The hooded girl pondered for a moment. “When the old coot is coming by anyway?”

When he does come by, it would be his last time he would ever step a foot in this earth.

Err… I'm not exactly happy with this chapter…But I tried my best. I did have an exact plot for this chapter in my head but it somehow changed while I'm writing this. However, I'm trying to keep a track of the plot of original Death Note (both anime/manga and the movies, if I can) so the endings of the GIMH may be a little…odd.

Bleh, it feels really boring to me.

Oh, speaking of the endings…

Light's Ending (God's Victory, alt. title: The World is Mine) is going first! I'm sorry if this disappointed you. But I'll try my best to make it a good (or acceptable) read.

Please review if you can and tell me if this chapter wasn't too good or whatnot, kay? I think I'll need your opinions on how the story's processing. I think it was feeling too…rushed, too jumbled up. If it is, I may have to change or start the story all over again, which wasn't something I wanna to do at all. I have plenty of the stories on my hands that I feel I need to finish.

Also, I officially decided I'll need a good beta to check over this story because every time I reread this story, I keep finding mistakes and it's grating on my nerves. So if anyone wants to be my beta, please PM me!

Beautiful Phantom