Chapter
Kasumi sat down at her desk, her long curls lightly brushing against the black leather notebook lying in front of her. Her clear, crystal like blue eyes carefully read the white writing on the cover.
Death Note, huh? What a wonderful prank. But—she carefully opened up the book, as if it was going to bite her—who said that pranks always have to be fake?
Nothing.
She frowned, looking around the book. What an incomplete joke. There has to be something… The teenager gently knotted a slender hand into her highlighted brown hair. Somewhere… ah! Grinning, she gently tugged at a piece of paper that was pressed against the cover. It fell down with a slightly sticky sound. Stupid static, she thought.
"DEATH NOTE: HOW TO USE IT"
She curled up in her office chair, reading and rereading the many rules listed. Suddenly her eyes shot back to the line that said "If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack."
All of Kira's victims died of heart attacks, she thought.
Mysterious deaths had started recently: prisoners and people convicted of crimes had started dropping dead, all from heart attacks. People on the internet dubbed the supposed murderer "Kira," a variation of kill in English. L, considered by many the world's greatest detective, had taken on the case. L had already proved Kira in the Kanto area: Kasumi's area.
She grinned. Ha, L. I figured out how Kira kills before you. Victory surged through her.
"Kasumi! Supper!"
Kasumi jumped at her mom's voice. "Oh! Coming, hold on."
She poked her iPhone she had brought to Japan with her from America, making sure she didn't have any new texts. With a sigh, she swiveled around in her chair, picking up the Death Note in the circle she made. She stopped herself at a part of her desk, pulling out a key and locking the Note in it. Reluctantly, Kasumi uncurled herself and stood up, running out of her room and down the stairs. With a Note like that, somebody could remove all opposition and ultimately rule the world. She froze. That must be what Kira's trying to do- eliminate all prisoners and rule what he or she creates: in his or her mind, an ideal world.
"KASUMI!"
"Ah! Coming!" She tumbled the rest of the way down the stairs to the table.
With my Death Note, it's obvious that I'm going to have to choose a side. I'll decide after I meet Kira and L. Meanwhile, I have to get them to notice my existence…
"Ryuzaki."
A black-haired figure sat on his feet in a chair. "Ah, Yagami-kun." L reached out, leaning over a food-covered glass table. He plopped cube of sugar after cube of sugar into a cup of tea. "Just who I hoped to see. Have you seen the news reports?" He gestured at the TV in front of him that was playing the news, casting strange lights across the dark room.
Light nodded, sitting himself by L. "These killings don't seem like Kira's normal killings, but more mature than the second Kira's. Do you think-?"
"Yes," L interrupted, looking at Light with his panda-like eyes. "This is a third Kira. Probability of that…" He paused, gently sipping at his tea. "… 98%. But for now, we'll just wait and see." He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at the TV. "… see who makes the first move."
