A/N: OK, this story is a crossover of death note and an amazing Irish movie called Odine. All the characters, except for like, extras will be death note. The plot is slightly different, and the characters are definitely OCC sometimes.
Disclaimer: I do not own death note or Odine and take no claim to the majority of the plot.
The sea was calm. It was rare the waves stayed at bay, as they seemed to be this morning. The hills from the land to his left loomed tall and mighty, the sheer cliffs dotted with crest fallen rocks jutting out of the water, threatening any vessels away. His fathers ship dipped in and out of the water, the salty air brandishing the sent of the ocean. The red heads shirt clung to his slender frame beneath his frayed coat, his jeans torn more than at the knee. He pulled the last of the lobster cages onto the deck, sighing at the absence of any crustations.
He glanced at the sun through his orange tinted goggles, just barely making its slow decent back into the sea. It was fairly cold for February, and the teen's feeble coat did close to nothing against the cold. No use in staying here all day, he reasoned.
The boy picked his way through ropes and what naught to the starboard and released the lever to reel in the large net used for fishing schooling fish. He kept one hand lazily in place while his other fumbled for a cigarette. He reconsidered, and leaned on the lever to free both hands, and lit his fag with the click of his lighter. He heard the faint sound of the net leaving the water over the rumble of the engine and the cawing of hungry seagulls. He choose then to turn and inspect today's most likely meager catch.
The cigarette fell from his lips, and he immediately moved away from the lever causing the machine to halt and jerk away from the boat, bobbing slightly at the movement.
"Dear sweet baby Jesus…" he muttered, face falling into shock.
He was in motion, his uncoordinated feet tangling in a net, he feel into the cabin where the radio was kept, trying to pull himself free. "Hello, anyone! I need help! Anyone!" he cried into the microphone, and replaced the clip when he received an affirmative. The boy stumbled back to the deck, clutching the steering panel for support. He honestly couldn't believe his eyes.
A blonde….. boy, perhaps, was tangled in the net. His face a ghastly pale and his lips half parted. His wet hair hung just above his shoulders and was cut rather mediocrely, with choppy strands that obscured his right cheek.
The… boy, shifted and the red head gasped. It wasn't possible, he couldn't be…..
"Your alive!" he cried and cursed the slow movements of the pulley as it slowly lowered the net unto the boat. He released it yet again and the contents spilled into the fishing hole. His striped shirt was reviled as the boy ripped free of his coat, hurried over to the coughing teen and wrapped it securely around his shoulders.
The boy was shivering, a wimpy black t-shirt sticking to his lithe body, instead of pants, the teen was wearing a simple pair of loose shorts, all of this completely drenched. He was shaking convulsively and clutching the black pea coat tighter around his scrawny chest.
The light catch of Tope and mackerel flopped uncertainly under and around their legs. The red head was crouching beside the blonde, a hand one his shoulder, and the other balancing himself against the deck of the ship. He watched the weak blonde and asked futile unanswered questions.
"What's your name? Where you from?" He continued questioning the shivering, coughing boy.
"Am I-I-I de-dead" He shook, his eyes wide and confused, his gaze flickered from the boy, to the net, and back to the sea. He pushed closer to the unknown boy, anything for some warmth.
"No you got caught in my net, you're alive. What's your name? Do you remember anything?"
The blonde hesitated a moment just as the wail of the coast guard pierced the ocean air. The blonde panicked, he pushed away from the red head and stumbled to the edge of the boat, slightly losing his stand as a particularly large wave rolled into the ship.
"What the hell! Get away from there!" the boys goggles stuck uncomfortably into his eyes as he slammed into the boy, properly confirming him as male and knocking the two of them into the steering panel. He slipped, but continued to drag the withering boy away from the edge of the deck.
"They can't see me! Let me go you ass! Bitch! Let me go!" The blonde struggled in the unrelenting iron grip of the other boy.
"What?"
"Let me go!" He growled throwing out his legs and causing the two of them to tumble unto the deck. The red head gasped and loosened his grip, which the blonde immediately took for granted and crawled away from the other. The goggle clad teen sat in shock for a moment as the strange boy scampered into the under deck hold.
"What…. The hell…"
The coast guard pulled up along side the fishing vessel and called out to the boy over the loud speakers.
Confused? Thats ok, reviews are loved. Please let me know if it choppy or anything. This isnt technically a chapters, id like to think of it as just a preview sorta thingy, yeah that.