Chapter 1: Prologue

It seemed to be just about over. Near had trapped Light Yagami in the Yellow Box warehouse. He had the Death Note, which allowed him to see Ryuk, the Shinigami, and now Teru Mikami, or as Near called him, X-Kira, had just called light God. Everyone was gathered around Light as he broke out laughing.

"Yes, you're right, Near. I am Kira!" Matsuda had gone crazy at that point and started beating Light up. After Matsuda had finally let go of Light, everyone got distracted for a moment when Mikami stabbed himself in the chest with his pen. At that moment, Light pulled out a piece of the Death Note he had hidden on himself, and was about to use his blood to kill Near. Matsuda saw this, and shot Light. Light got away, running while holding his wound, cursing in his head. But what exactly was he cursing about? Was he mad that he failed to defeat Near? Or was he mad that it was taking so long for him to die?

Somewhere, in another world, the one and only L, the world's greatest detective, was watching as all this happened. Since he had died, he was able to learn the truth about the Death Note.

"No! You cannot let him die! He will become unstoppable if you do!" The detective was practically screaming, using more emotion than he ever did when he was alive. But no matter how loud he was, or how much he yelled, he would not be heard. He knew this, that it was too late to communicate with the living, yet he refused to stop trying. He knew that when someone who has used a Death Note dies, they can neither go to Heaven nor Hell. This means they become a Shinigami, or Death God, with their own Death Note to use as they wish. L did not know if Death Gods remember their past- if they all had them- when they are brought into their world. What L DID know, was that either way, Light would become a immortal killing machine. If he remembers, then he would want to kill Near, then kill more lives, innocent or not. If he doesn't remember, he would still look at the world and think about how awful it is, and then get the urge to kill people, and it would start all over. L had to do something, or his, Mello's and Matt's lives would have been for nothing.

"Why can't we just go back?" L looked at the blond haired boy behind him.

"And how do you suppose we do that, Mello?" L knew it was useless. He had tried countless times to get out of that otherworld and get back to Earth. Of course, he always failed.

"There HAS to be someway!" This time, it came from a red-head. "I can't stand it! I mean, I'm happy here and all, but I miss my smokes and my video games! My race car! My poor baby is probably getting junked, or sold to some hookers or something!"

"If you really want to leave, I can help you". L, Mello and Matt all looked at a sweet little girl in a white dress with angel wings.

"Hello Miss Hikari." Hikari was an angel in that world who had passed away long ago. She had shoulder-length strawberry blond hair and bright red eyes. L had thought he knew her from some place, but decided it best not to think about it. "How would you be able to help us?

The angel smiled and said, "With Gods of Death, there are also Gods of Life. There is a King of the Death Gods, and a King of the Life Gods. Of course, the King of Life Gods, is the only one of us actually considered a God. I have been practicing magic, hoping to be able to help my family in the other world, and I think this would be good practice"

"What exactly do ya have in mind?" Mello squinted his eyes at her.

"I can bring all 3 of you back to life."

A/N: Hope ya liked it! My first fanfic! Yay! Btw, Hikari is my OC and will be in other fanfics, but probably not as an angel.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. If I did, Mello, Matt, BB and L wouldn't have died, BB would actually be in the anime, and Light's last name would be Imagay. XD