A/N; Hey guys. This is my first fan fiction so tell me what you think, I like criticism. I probably won't post very often, but when I do they will be long. I'll try to post at least once a month though.

I should have never picked up that notebook, but now I'm stuck. I can't put it back, but now everything I've ever known is in danger, even my life. I should start from the beginning so you know what I'm talking about.

I lived a normal life until one day I walked up to a store that I've passed by every day. I don't know what brought me to inquire about the place, but something brought me to look in there. I didn't believe in fate or destiny, but some would call it that.

The door was one of a blood-red shade, it was a heavy door of iron, old started to rust. I first looked into the tiny pane of glass in the center, to see a place that I've seen in my dreams many times before. I couldn't believe the detail that was in my dreams. I pushed the door open slightly with a creak. I heard a little voice murmuring something I couldn't quite catch.

"Hello?" I said trying to alert them of my presence. When their was no answer I shook my head and started to walk around to see all the details of the little store. I run my hand over the writing carved into the counter, I remembered that someone told me that it read 'Be careful of the path you chose. You don't get a second chance, it might land you in your grave.' I chuckled quietly. It was just a saying I guess.

Smoke started to fill the room, just like in my dream. I pushed back towards the wall, when I didn't realize that I had a stepping stool behind me. I stumbled backwards slamming all of my weight into the wall knocking all the air in my lungs out.

"Who's there?" A voice of an old man asked taking a few steps out of a back room. Before I could answer a book fell into my lap. I didn't look at it very hard, because I was trying not to move so I could catch my breath.

The old man finally moved to where he could see me caught in the corner of the store against a wall, book still sitting on my lap unharmed.

"Why hello there." He smiled trying to help me up. I shrugged him off, because I still hadn't caught my breath. "I'm Gelus, I own this shop. Take a look around when you finally get to your feet. Sorry that I startled you. I didn't know anyone else was in my shop. Just call out when you need some help."

I nodded quietly as he walked off. I look up for a second and I swear he had flown from the ground to the second floor. I must have hit my head when I fell, because he can't possibly be able to fly.

I take a deep breath and force myself to get up off of the ground with help from the wall. The notebook falling open to the ground. I didn't look down at it the room seemed to be getting smaller. I shook my head that would be impossible, right? I remembered that I did have a book on my lap that had slid quietly to the floor. I crouched tentatively picking it up careful. I flipped it over in my hands a few times before inspecting it. The cover was black with little white characters. They weren't in any language I knew. The room started to spin around me as I fell to the ground the notebook falling to my chest.

"It's not your fault Misa. You did all that you could." Tomiyuki cried trying to hide his tears.

"Tomiyuki, not it's not. He's dead now because of me. If I wasn't stupid enough to go out looking for trouble Takeshi would still be here." I can feel tears flowing quite steadily down my face. I had killed Takeshi. I had to stop crying, if not for myself then for Tsugumi's sake, he was my brother after all.

"Miss?" I heard opening my eyes slightly. "You fell and hit your head." He said perched in a small corner away from me.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I stammer starting to getting get up but falling back on my back with a wince.

"Stay laying down. You hit your head quite hard." Gelus said quietly taking a look at the notebook over a pair of sunglasses. "What did you find there?"

"Just a little black notebook. I can't read it though." I stammer putting one hand on the book the other over my eyes.

"Why don't you let Gelus have a look at it? Gelus thinks he know what it says." The man said quietly walking closer to me.

"Sir, would you please move away from Misa Misa?" I whisper.

"Misa." The man whispered barely audible moving away from me. "Gelus is just worried about you and your head. That's all. Gelus is sorry if he offend you."

I nod closing my eyes as the death of Takeshi, my best friend, rolls through my head again. I feel tears start to roll down my cheeks leaving a warm trail underneath their icy glaze. I pull my hand across my eyes trying to wipe away the quiet emotions inscribed in my mind. Why was this coming up now? Takeshi has been dead for a year I shouldn't be attached to him anymore. "I'm fine." I whisper propping myself up on my elbows.

Gelus nods sitting by my side quietly watching my movements like he couldn't believe what I was doing. What was with this dude? He hasn't left my side since he appeared is he attached to this notebook? I needed a new book for my diary and this didn't have the look of what one would expect of Misa Misa's diary. This is perfect as long as the price wasn't terrible. "Um… sir how much does this book cost?" I ask quietly propping myself up on my elbows.

Gelus looked at me with a slightly confused look. "As soon as you touched the book it belonged to you." He said as the shades slipped off his face revealing only one eye.

I gasped trying to move away from him. WHAT WAS HE? He isn't human, so what was he. "What are you sir? You aren't human so what are you?" I exclaim pushing myself back into the wall hitting my head again. "Owe." I whimper.

Gelus move beside me scaring me even more, he backed to where he was as I pushed farther into the wall whimpering. "Gelus is a Shinigami, a god of death. That little notebook in your lap is his death note. It belongs to you for now until you relinquish ownership of it or die." He says melancholy. "The rules are written in plain black and white inside the front cover."

I open the book open slightly not taking my eyes from him. This was too weird to be happening to me. "Why can I understand this and not the information on the cover?" I whisper wondering about what I have in my possession. Just how powerful did this make me? What is the extent of this power?

Gelus smiles slightly in his own way, "The front is in the language of the Shinigami not any language that earthlings would understand, no offense. The instructions are in English so that an average human can read it. We Shinigami can get quite bored in the land of the dead. The most interesting to do is to gamble and that gets annoying after out figure out others are cheating on Black Jack."

I nod quietly finally reading the instructions on the inside cover. "So if I write the name of any human in here they would die?" I asked meekly.

"Exactly. If you were to write the cause of death in also within 6 minutes and 40 seconds then that person will die as you specified in your writing."

I nod. Why would anyone want to kill another person? That's just immoral right? "So I could kill anyone? It says here that I need to have their face in mind when I write it in order for the note to take effect."

"So some humans aren't as stupid as Shinigami believe. Yes, you need to have their face in mind or the note won't take effect, and so those that share names don't accidentally perish with the one you wanted."

"Ah. I think I understand now." I nod standing up. "Thank you for the notebook and the headache." I move towards the door notebook in hand.

Gelus started walking behind me watching my movements. "Why are you following me?" I ask turning around to see him right behind me again. Why was this old man who I just met following behind me.

Gelus grinned. "Gelus comes with the death note. Gelus is the Shinigami attached to that death note."

I sighed well if I'm keeping this notebook then I'm stuck with him. "Won't others see you if you're just following me around?" I ask tilting my head watching his eye look me up and down.

He smiled at me showing his teeth. "Only those who have touched a death note can see Shinigami. So unless your friends and family have touched the notebook than you are perfectly fine to bring Gelus home."

I sigh looking at the death note was this real, or was this just a hallucination from where I've hit my head. "Fine, but I want proof that this thing actually works before you start following me around." I say turning back to the red door crossing my arms across my chest with the book in between my arms and chest. I could just put it back and forget about all of this, but if I keep it than I will be able to rid the earth of these criminals and those unfit to roam the earth.

"Yes that's what I'll do." I mutter under my breath running my finger along the binding. I'm going to rid the earth of all of this evil scum running about.

"Gelus is confused. What did Misa say?" The Shinigami asked me tilting his head.

"It's nothing just talking to myself per usual of us humans." I say pushing the red door open with my foot. This should be a nice relaxing end to the week.