So this story was my first fanfiction, I read through it and decided to rewrite it. I have thought of new ideas, even thou it will be the same story and I plan to change parts. Also there will be a story behind my xreader character which I will state below.
So your alias name is Sketch.
You grew up at the Wammy House, you're a sketch artists and you have a photographic memory. You were invited to work on the BB Murder Case by L, but you ended up taking over Watari's duties well he was away on business at the Wammy House in England.
I will be deleting my other So The Game Begins story when I have complete this new version of the story.
If you don't like my story, then don't read it or review.
So I hope you enjoy my rewrite :)
Waking up before the alarm clock went off was always a bad habit of yours ever since you was little kid. Rolling over on your side to check the time on your alarm clock and you saw it was only 6:54am.
' 6 minutes.' You sighed as you pulling your blanket over your head, you closed your eyes and took in the last few minutes before the alarm clock went off.
Beep... beep... beep
You moaned as you sat up in bed, you reached out to your alarm clock, you give it a hard slap to turn it off and you kicked your blankets off you. You swung your legs out of bed as you sighed deeply.
' Another day, another mission.' You yawned.
You got out of bed, you stretched and made your way to the window. You drew back the curtains letting the sun light enter the hotel room. ' Another beautiful day in The City of Angels.' You muttered to yourself.
Los Angeles : The City of Angels or more like The City of Murders. Here to help out with the BB Murder Cases with L the world's greatest detective , Mello, Matt and Near. Two murders had taken place in 4 days.
The First Victim : Believe Bridesmaid, male, 44 years old . Killed on July 31st 2002. Drugged then choked with a rope. His chest was slashed several times, the wounds were made to resemble letters in Roman numeral code spelling out the name of the next victim. Four straw dolls were found at the crime scene.
The Second Victim : Quarter Queen, female, 13 years old. Killed on August 4th 2002. Also drugged before death and the cause of her death was blunt force trauma to the skull. Her eyes were also crushed. Three straw dolls found at the crime scene.
You showered, got dressed and tied your hair up. You sprayed some of your perfume on your neck and pulling on your black boots. You made your way to the living room., you looked around the room and as normal there were plates, cups, blankets, pillows, file cases and chocolate wrappers around the room. You tutted to yourself as you began to pick plates up off the floor, you stepped over a bunch of wooden toy building blocks as you made your way to the kitchen.
You Named each plate as you went along and sighed. ' Matt... Mello... Near.' You picked up a teacup and saucer up off the coffee table. ' L.'
' Yes Sketch .' Said a voice from behind you.
You jumped, you turned around quickly and threw the teacup and saucer in the direction of where the voice had come from. The saucer smashed against the Hotel wall and the teacup fell to the floor not fair from where you were standing.
You saw a wide-eyed L standing next to the broken saucer, he had one of his hands in his blue jean pocket and his thumb tip to his lips. He stood in his normal bad posture way as he always did and he watched you with thoughtful look in his dark eyes.
' Nice shot. ' He finally said after a few seconds as a small smile crept to his lips under his thumb.
' Sorry you scared me... ' You sighed, you glanced down at L's bare feet and walked towards the kitchen.' Be careful of the broken saucer pieces."
' It's quite alright.' Said L, he sat down on a chair at the kitchen table pulling his legs to his chest and sat in his normal sitting position with his thumb to his lips.
You placed the teacup down on the kitchen counter, you bent down and opened a cupboard door under the sink. ' Do you need anything ? You asked as you got a dust pan and brush out from under the sink cupboard. ' Like breakfast or tea.' You shut the cupboard door, you walked over towards the broken saucer on the floor and swept up the broken pieces.
' I'm fine.' Said L, he picked up a sheet of paper between his finger and thumb. He held it up in front of face as he read it. ' But if you could please pick up a parcel that was dropped off at the hotel reception desk for me this morning it would be of some great help to me, yet I have no clue who it's from...'
' Sure.' You smiled as you stood up and made your way back towards the kitchen. ' A parcel from Watari maybe or it could be some of those fancy sweets you enjoy. ' You emptied the broken saucer pieces into the dustbin, you put the dust pan and brush back under the sink.
' Yes, you could be right. ' Said L.
' I'll go and collect your parcel in a while, but first may I ask you one question. ' You sighed as you crossed your arms and walked towards L.
' And what is your question?" Asked L.
" Well, I was wondering when you were planning to let me get involved in this case you are working on at the moment. You asked me to come along with you as a Sketch Artist and for some reason I've become yours and the boys maid... it feels like I'm not part of the investigation team at all." You sighed.
' You're very much part of the investigation team, you are only filling in for Watari until he returns back from England and you very well know you have play a big part in the case so far.' Answered L.
' If you're referring to the sketches I did of the two murder victims, I hope you remember it was not a pleasant thing to sketch and when is Watari meant to be returning back to LA?' You asked.
' Yes, I remember you being rather ill when you returned to the hotel, yet you did an excellent job with your sketches and I have no idea when he will return." Answered L.
' I see, well if you would excuse me... I'll go and fetch that parcel from reception for you." You sighed, you walked over towards the door of the hotel room and tucked your hair behind you ear.' See you in a while.'
' Yes you do that.' Muttered L from the kitchen table as he opened a case file and chewed his thumbnail.
You opened the door to the hotel room, you saw Matt with his hand held out towards the door handle from the other side of the doorway. Without warn he grabbed you around the waist and twirled you around.
' Morning Sketch.' Smiled Matt, he placed you down in the hotel corridor outside of the hotel room and chuckled. ' So what are you up to ?' He stood in the doorway of the hotel room with his arms crossed wearing his normal red/black striped long-sleeved top, dark trousers and wearing his goggles as always over his dark blue eyes.
' I'm off to collect a parcel from reception for L.' You smiled, you watched as Matt took cigarette from behind his ear and lit it with his blue lighter. ' I don't think you're allowed to smoke in here...'
' I make my own rules as you should very well know by now Sketch.' Answered Matt, he walked over towards the sofa and sat down on it.' You sound really stop being a goodie two shoes and live a little before you get old.' He put his feet up on the coffee table and turned on the tv.
' Well at least use an ash tray instead of a plate as you normally do...' You sighed, you turned around and you walked into someone.' Oh I'm so sorry...' You looked up to see Mello dressed in his black leather clothes with a frown on his face.
' You should learn to watch where you're going, are you blind or something?' Frowned Mello, he walked over towards the sofa and sat down next to Matt. ' Where do you think you're going anyway ? '
' Mello stop being a jerk..." Smirked Matt, he playfully punched Mello's arm and blew smoke from his cigarette in Mello's face.' You have to learn to be a nice towards others.'
Mello coughed as he pushed Matt away from him and took a chocolate bar from his jacket pocket.' Whatever, just keep your second-hand gamer smoke away from my lungs.'
' You love it.' Smirked Matt, he took a drag from his cigarette and turned his attention back to the television.
Mello took a bite out of his chocolate bar as he rest his foot on the edge of the coffee table, he stretched out his other leg and stared at you." So Sketch, where are going?'
' To get a parcel for L from the Hotel reception desk.' You smirked as you leant on the door frame of the doorway.' Do you care or something?'
' And why would I care about where you were going?' Asked Mello.
' I care...' Chuckled Matt.
' No one asked you... so mind your own business.' Frowned Mello at Matt as he took another bite from his chocolate bar.
' I'll be back in a while.' You giggled, you shut the door behind you and walked off down the Hotel corridor towards the lift.
You got to the lift, you pressed the button and waited for the doors to open. It was not long before the lift got to the 29th floor. The doors slide open and you stepped inside. ' Ground floor.' You muttered to yourself as you pressed the G button inside of the lift on the button pad on the lift wall . It was not long until the doors opened and you were at the reception area. You walked out and made your way towards the reception desk.
' Hello, I'm here to collect a parcel on the behalf of a Mr Ryuzaki.' You smiled at the blonde haired woman sitting at the reception desk. ' It was delivered this morning.'
The blonde haired woman looked up at you and smiled. ' One moment please.' She lifted a small box wrapped in brown paper from under the reception desk. ' It's addressed to a Mr Ryuzaki wasn't it ? Room number 2687 ?' She asked and placed the parcel down on the reception desk.
' Yes that's the right one. ' You smiled, you took the parcel from the reception desk. ' Thank you.' You made your way back towards the lift and pushed the button on the wall. The doors to the lift slide open, you stepped inside of it and pressed the button for the 29th floor. As the lift's doors were closing, a pair of hands pulled the lift doors a part and a man stepped inside of the lift.
'Sorry for delaying your lift ride.' Said the man quietly, he walked towards the corner of the lift and leant back on the lift wall.
' It's okay I guess.' You said, you looked over your shoulder at the hooded man in the corner of the lift and smiled. ' Would you like me to press your floor number for you? '
' If you wouldn't mind my dear.' Said the hooded man, he pulled up his hoody's hood away from his mouth to reveal a smirk on his face and put his hands in his hoody's pockets.
You wrapped your arms around the parcel as you studied the man wearing the black hoody, blue jeans and spoke quietly to him.' Which floor number do you require?'
' 28th.' Chuckled the man.
You pressed the buttons for 28th and 29th floor.
' Thank you. ' Smirked the man.
' It's not a problem...' You said quietly.
It was not long before the lift stopped at the 28th floor and the lift's doors slide open. The man walked out of the lift and walked off down the corridor. The doors closed and the lift continued to the 29th floor.
The doors of the lift slide open, you stepped out of the lift and walked down the corridor towards the hotel room you shared with the boys . You turned right, you smiled as you saw the Hotel room 2687 not far away and quickened your walking pace.
Without warning someone grabbed you from behind around the waist, you were lifted up from the ground and you screamed. You threw the parcel as hard as you could at the room 2687's door and it made a thudding sound as it hit the Hotel door.
' Now why did you go and do that...' Chuckled the man cruelly, he placed a wet rag around your mouth and carried you into an open doorway of an empty Hotel room." Now hush my dear and keep quiet for me.' He kicked the door gently shut with his foot and carried you towards the window of the empty Hotel room as you struggled in his arms.
' Let me go...' You muffled from under the rag over your mouth.
You tried to pull his hands away from your mouth, but his grip was to strong and you began to feeling drowsy. The rag smelt sweet, you recognised the smell on the rag and it was chloroform. Your eyes got heavy, you stopped struggling and you heard voices coming from outside the empty Hotel room calling your name.
' Sketch!' Shouted a man that sounded like Matt's voice from the corridor.
' What's this? ' You heard another man saying that sounded like Mello's voice from the corridor.
' Hush now Sketch, you're a pawn in my game now...' Whispered the man's voice in your ear as he brushed his lips against your earlobe and chuckled quietly. ' You're coming with me and my game will not be pleasant one for you...'
You felt yourself being lifted up into his arms, you weakly raised your hand towards his face and pulled his hoody's hood away from his face. Your eyes blurred and you saw bright crimson eyes staring at you before you blacked out.
