To - to be completely honest, I already had a Death Note/Silent Hill snippet in my 'abandoned fanfiction' folder, set during the part of canon where Light's lost his memories.
Could Kira really be in this town? It’s the perfect place to hide; there’s nobody here, after all. But if he thinks about it more deeply...
“It’s a strange place to hide,” Light says aloud. “Nobody knows who Kira is, so why would he need to stay away from society? Living in a place like this would just look suspicious if anyone noticed.”
Ryuzaki doesn’t respond.
Perhaps Kira has a killing method that’s difficult to hide? Perhaps whatever technology allows him to kill from a distance takes up a lot of space?
“You thought he might be a high-school student,” Light says. “If Kira is a teenager, he probably doesn’t live alone. He may use this place for activities he can’t risk his family discovering.”
“It’s a long way to come,” Ryuzaki says. “Kira could probably use his abilities to make money. Perhaps he could rent a place to use as a base of operations.”
Light shakes his head, firmly. “That’s not something Kira would do.”
Ryuzaki looks at him. “No?”
He hates these moments. He deliberately holds Ryuzaki’s gaze, because he feels sure that Ryuzaki is waiting for him to look away. “I’m not trying to defend him, but he’s not—” He catches himself before saying ‘he’s not a criminal’. Of course Kira is a criminal; he’s the greatest mass-murderer of their generation. “He doesn’t think of himself as a criminal. He’s an idealist. He wouldn’t stoop to theft.”
Ryuzaki doesn’t respond. Light hates these careful silences just as much as the careful questions. It always feels like Ryuzaki is analysing him, judging him, thinking of him as Kira.
“You’re right, though,” Light says. “It’s a long way to come.” He looks around, at the abandoned street surrounding them. “And he obviously has access to the news when he’s at work.” Something in him prefers not to call it killing. “Criminals have died minutes after their details were released to the public. It would be difficult to manage that from a place like this.”
“You think he’s not here, then?” Ryuzaki asks. It feels like a test, just like everything else Ryuzaki says.
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Could Kira really be in this town? It’s the perfect place to hide; there’s nobody here, after all. But if he thinks about it more deeply...
“It’s a strange place to hide,” Light says aloud. “Nobody knows who Kira is, so why would he need to stay away from society? Living in a place like this would just look suspicious if anyone noticed.”
Ryuzaki doesn’t respond.
Perhaps Kira has a killing method that’s difficult to hide? Perhaps whatever technology allows him to kill from a distance takes up a lot of space?
“You thought he might be a high-school student,” Light says. “If Kira is a teenager, he probably doesn’t live alone. He may use this place for activities he can’t risk his family discovering.”
“It’s a long way to come,” Ryuzaki says. “Kira could probably use his abilities to make money. Perhaps he could rent a place to use as a base of operations.”
Light shakes his head, firmly. “That’s not something Kira would do.”
Ryuzaki looks at him. “No?”
He hates these moments. He deliberately holds Ryuzaki’s gaze, because he feels sure that Ryuzaki is waiting for him to look away. “I’m not trying to defend him, but he’s not—” He catches himself before saying ‘he’s not a criminal’. Of course Kira is a criminal; he’s the greatest mass-murderer of their generation. “He doesn’t think of himself as a criminal. He’s an idealist. He wouldn’t stoop to theft.”
Ryuzaki doesn’t respond. Light hates these careful silences just as much as the careful questions. It always feels like Ryuzaki is analysing him, judging him, thinking of him as Kira.
“You’re right, though,” Light says. “It’s a long way to come.” He looks around, at the abandoned street surrounding them. “And he obviously has access to the news when he’s at work.” Something in him prefers not to call it killing. “Criminals have died minutes after their details were released to the public. It would be difficult to manage that from a place like this.”
“You think he’s not here, then?” Ryuzaki asks. It feels like a test, just like everything else Ryuzaki says.
Light frowns. “Maybe we should look.”