Hello to all! This is the very first retell of an anime/manga that I wrote quite a long time ago. I do not own Death Note! Tsugumi Ohba does! The only characters I own are my OC Skylar, filler characters such as Bob, Josh, Marg, and Michael. I chose to do English names on this story only because it was easier for me at the time _

Hope you enjoy it!

A gloomy day struck down on Capital University. Bob, a student soon to be graduating, was sitting ignoring everything around him, listening only to the faint whistles of birds outside beyond the glass windows. The bell rang announcing that everyone was to dismiss for the end of the school that day. The clouds were submerged against each other, packed full of rain to open up on the citizens of Columbus, enveloping them in cold showers. "Day in and day out, all these people wandering around and something tragic happening to them every day because of miscommunications," he thought aloud to himself walking back to his loft apartment. Bob was a very complex person, he was at the top of his class, but sometimes was a slacker, seeming at how academics was an easy thing for him to process. He brushed his brown hair back out of blue eyes as it started to rain. When he reached his apartment, he noticed a small book on the side of the road, curious, he decided to see what it was. "The Handbook of Faculties? What the heck is this thing? And why is it on the side of the road?" He decided to take it inside to get a closer look at it.

Flipping through the pages he realized there was a pattern, making people disappear, vanish from anywhere, and possibly even death. Was this some kind of book to harm people with? It couldn't be possible, and why would he even try it out? For all he knew, it could be real…or an immature prank from some fool. "The vanishing act will not take effect unless you know the person's name and or face. For example, if you have a photograph of that particular person, sketch them and they will vanish into nothingness."

He had a grim look on his face after reading that. So, this was realistic, wasn't it? But in the back of his mind, he wanted to test it out on an individual. He decided to flip on the TV to whatever channel came up; next, he would pause it and quickly sketch the person, and afterwards, play the show again. He decided to try it on a news broadcaster announcing the day to day news for Saturday. Bob paused the video; he sketched the person, and turned on the show again. Waiting for a response from the handbook he tapped his pencil to a beat. Suddenly, she did disappear! Right into thin air! The people in the background were panicking about what had just happened to the broadcaster. Then they shut off the show on standby and started playing a few commercials in its place.

"The things I could do with this handbook that I now possess. I will cleanse the world of all evil! And reign as its new justice!" He slammed his fist in the air and jumped up excitedly. A look appeared on his face, an evil one for that matter…

The next morning every international police agency heard about these mishaps that were going on. They set up a meeting in the office building downtown to discuss what should be done to whom or what was causing this tragedy to strike. As the crowds kept piling in, people got more frantic by all the commotion and then soon left. The FBI and the CIA as well as the local police were left to get to the bottom of this. "It's too early to consider these homicides; we don't have enough evidence, just people disappearing."

"Well then maybe we should contact Skylar, she seems to fit this crazy situation…"

The officers grew silent hearing that name…Skylar, the top detective known to the planet. No one knows a thing about her, but she's managed to tackle every case given to her left and right.

"Gentleman, she has already begun her investigation on these incidents," announced a woman who came walking in. She looked like she was in her mid twenties, with long brown hair and blue eyes to contrast her fair skin, "She also told me to inform you that she's setting up the headquarters right here in Columbus, so we can keep an eye on everyone here."

"But, why Ohio in particular?"

"Just for convenience, we don't need to move somewhere else to get to the bottom of this case now do we?"

"I guess not…"

The women spoke again, "Skylar would like for me to give you a message before we start on the case." She opened up her Mac and the projector turned on showing a capital 'S' symbolizing Skylar's name.

The voice was synthesized but you could still make out what the message was saying, "The difficulty of this case lies in its unprecedented scope, otherwise it has not yet been determined. We are going to need the full cooperation of the National Police Agency if we are to get to the bottom of this one. This also includes similar police forces across the globe for any information that they might have pertaining to more disappearances."

Back at the apartment, Bob was sitting at his desk looking over some police files that he hacked into. He found out that the people of Columbus had given him the name, "Kidnapper." Some people were considering these acts to be homicide or suicides, others were going to support the Kidnapper and fight against their rights as a citizen. Surely, it was a jumble of arguments whether that this should be continuing or not, even the president has gotten involved with it. The young university student flipped on the television and soon found out that an international message from the all the police agencies was being broadcasted. It was a women sitting at a desk looking directly into the camera, appearing both serious and confident in what she was announcing, "Criminals around the world are still disappearing by a little vanishing act someone is putting on for the world to see. This is troubling, but also tragic. I will not rest until I find the Kidnapper and bring him to justice."

Bob was confused at what she was saying, but then she continued.

"Kidnapper, I've got a pretty good idea of what you're motivated to do, what you're doing is wrong."

He then became angry at the innocent female and shouted, "You think I'm evil!? I'm doing the world a favor by cleansing it! You're going to pay…" He then sketched like he never sketched before, writing down the name listed on the screen. The reporter was gone instantly, less than a second before his eyes.

A mysterious 'S' appears on the TV screen. The real Skylar was alive and was ready to speak to the presented enemy," I never thought it would actually happen…Well it seems like you've lived up to your name. I wouldn't believe it, if I hadn't just witnessed it. That person was not me; she was a double, an inmate to be exact. The police arrested her in absolute secrecy so even you wouldn't know about it. It seems like you don't have access to this type of information."

"You got me there Skylar…"

"But I can assure you, I am real! Try to make me vanish, right here, right now! Can't you do it? You have given me a useful hint; now let me return the favor. This broadcast was announced as international, but the truth is we are only broadcasting in the Columbus region. Now I know where you are and what you're up to. To be completely honest, I'd never expect things to go this well. I don't mind waiting a bit longer; you can answer all my questions when I catch you…"

The screen went blank.

Staring at the screen, Bob spread a wild grin on his face, "I accept your challenge Skylar, I will hunt you down wherever you're hiding, and I will make you vanish!" Storm clouds could be heard in the distance, almost as if Skylar has answered to his words of confidence decorated in his sly voice.