I had to change something it this, seeing as i made the death note do something it can't! Sorry about this! I also changed some other things around in it...

I do not own Death Note in anyway... But i do own Jamie and his family...

Prologue: "Call it something like the New Old World."

Jamie Black moaned as the hot summer heat beat down on him. He cursed several times under his breath, muttering about something not much later. A soft sweet voice came from behind him, slowly turning around he saw his younger step-sister. She giggled a couple of times and gave her older brother a smile.

"What do you want Victoria? Didn't Mike and Kim tell you to leave me alone?" Jamie asked as he placed his right foot on top of the soccer ball, wondering if he should kick it at her.

"Mom and dad never said that. You should learn to call the people who took you in by what they are now!" Victoria yelled as she placed her hands on her hips, an evil grin slowly growing on her lips. "At least I have loving parents, unlike you. Didn't your father kill your mother, right in front of you? And then turned to kill you; but before he could you-" She was cut off as Jamie yelled. He turned quickly and sent the soccer ball flying at her.

"You all need to die!" he yelled as he watched Victoria fall to the ground. Victoria's mother, Kim, ran out and called for her husband. Mike took one look at his unconscious daughter; without one word he walked over to Jamie. Right away Jamie knew what was coming and was ready for it. A fist slammed into his right cheek; Mike walked back over to Kim and helped her carry Victoria inside the house. Jamie wiped away the blood that had started to drip down his chin; a grin grew on his bloody lip.

"I hope she dies!" Jamie yelled as he walked over to the spot his soccer ball had stopped rolling. Letting himself fall back onto the ground he starred at a blank sky. "Why are there no clouds? It's no fun to stare at a blank sky." He watched the light blue sky a while longer before he sat back up.

"Why did we have to move here? Japan is so crowded! I hate it here!" Jamie threw the soccer ball away from him. "Damn it, that Kira! I hate this world!" Jamie turned around and faced the house; stared a bit he looked up at Mike. He looked down at him with a glare.

"You're lucky you didn't kill her! You should have been put to death by 'God.'-"

"You mean by that stupid Kira! I bet he kills all of those people with some type of poison! And I hope he kills you!" Jamie yelled as he got up from the ground and walked over to his soccer ball. Getting sick of Mike, he kicked the ball with full force. He turned around and faced him once again, waiting for him to yell more. He looked at Mike's face turn from mad to pissed.

"Your going to replace that window, and whatever other damages you did," Mike said as he turned around, heading back into his house. Jamie cursed again as he walked to the shed. Grabbing the door knob he tried to turn it, but found it to be locked.

"Guess I'll have to use the window," Jamie muttered as he looked into the broken window. Holes filled the roof and the place was a mess. He thanked himself that he hit the window closest to the door. As he reached in, his arm slid across the broken glass. Quickly pulling it back caused it to cut him again. He watched as the crimson blood slowly covered his right arm. Not caring much he reached back in and unlocked the door with no other troubles.

"There going to be pissed that I got hurt," he muttered as he walked into the shed, "then again they might not care." He looked and couldn't believe how trashed the placed was. Dirt, dust, leaves, and other things that should be outside were in the shed. He stared at the holes in the roof and laughed. Finding his ball was no trouble; seeing as it was in one of the back corners. The next thing he found shocked him, but only a bit. He slowly picked it up: a black book. He wiped away the dust and dirt that had piled on top of it.

"Death Note?" he read the title a couple more times before he thought of anything other then the book. "Kids these days, playing sick games." Grabbing the ball and keeping the death note with him he headed to the house. "This could be a fun game to play, maybe." He muttered as he got closer to the house. He paused before going into the house; looking down at his arm he wondered what they would say. It would probably be something like 'You better not get any blood on the carpet! It's new!' He laughed as he opened the door and slipped his shoes off.

"Hurry up and shut the door. The air is on!" Kim yelled as she walked past him.

"There are bandages in the bathroom, right?" Jamie asked, waiting for her to ask, "Why?" But she didn't ask, instead she took one look at his arm and screamed, "You stupid child! You're bleeding on my new carpet! Mike, get something to clean this up!" He quickly headed into the living room, then up stairs to her to his bathroom. To his surprise there were some bandages, and some other things he needed. He slowly cleaned himself up and bandaged his arm. Thanking his room would be peaceful he headed to it, only to find that he was being called back down. Not wanting to go, he replied by yelling, "What?!" He could hear them say that he now had to pay for new carpet. Not caring much about it he headed to his room once again. The first thing he did was throw down his things and fell on top of his bed; which soon lead to him falling asleep.

A couple of hours passed by before Jamie woke up. He stared at the clock for a while before he looked away. Being half awake made it hard for him to read or see anything. Rubbing his eyes helped some, but not the greatest. He slowly sat up and turned a lamp on that was next to his bed. He looked around his plain room that was filled with boxes and other unpacked things. As he looked around he looked at his arm, which made him let out a soft sigh, could his day have been any worse? His thought soon changed when his eyes caught the Death Note. He grinned as he opened it and started reading the rules. "Wonder why there is English in here." Jamie really didn't care but it did make him wonder a small bit. Grabbing a pen that was next to his bed he quickly wrote down three names, and how they would die.

Kim Avis: After finding her husband dead, kills herself.

Victoria Avis: Drowns in bath tub.

Jamie left Mike's blank, not really wanting to fill out all of them out. He laughed as he wished it would work. He placed the pen he was using down, along with the Death Note. Quickly shut his lamp off after hearing someone moving around in the next room. He was unable to get back to sleep as he Kim scream. He quickly got up from his bed and stood in the door way.

"Go back to bed," Kim said as she headed down to the kitchen. Jamie shook his head as he went into the other room to see if Victoria had woken up.

"Stupid, are you," He didn't finish as he looked around the room and saw that she wasn't in her bed. Quickly rushing into her bathroom sent fear threw him. "It's the real thing, a real Death Note." Before he even thought of calling the cops he rushed into his room and grabbed the Death Note. He opened a secret door that was in his room he placed the Death Note into it. He wasn't sure if he should have placed it into a different one, seeing as they were scared around the house. He rushed into the kitchen to find Kim had killed herself there, he quickly left that room. Finding a phone in the living room he quickly called the cops. He was told to wait in that room and touch nothing. He grinned, somehow he could help but fill happy that they were now gone. Thought he wasn't sure what would happen to him, it really didn't matter. The cops showed up not long after. He told an officer about what had happen, or what he knew. He made sure to leave everything out about the Death Note. He was once asked to wait in the living room; incase they needed to ask him anything else.

Jamie sat in thought for a long while, trying to understand the Death Note. Question after question ran threw his mind, but one stuck out the most. Who or what owned the Death Note before him? Getting sick of not knowing the answer he asked it out loud in a soft voice.

"That would be a Shinigami," an odd voice said. Jamie turned to face the odd looking thing. Whatever it was, it almost made Jamie fall out of his seat.

"What the hell, I must be seeing thing. Or I'm just having a nightmare!" Jamie backed away from the thing called a Shinigami, or what ever it was. He starred as he watched it float above him.

This, Shinigami, had yellow eyes that looked evil. Silver hair that spiked back made its pale blue skin stick out. It looked as if it had it neck and head stapled to its body, or better yet to what it was wearing. Which was a black and white outfit, along with it bones and other odd things all over it that could make a grown man scream in fear.

"I see you've already learned how to use the Death Note. But why did you kill your own family?" The Shinigami asked looking around at the people who were in his view. Jamie looked around as well, wondering why no one else was freaking out. "Nothin' to worry 'bout Kiddo, they can't see me."

"Officer! Is there anyway I could go to my room? I need to get something!" The officer nodded to him and sent a younger man with him, although Jamie was unsure why. Jamie hurried to his room, leaving the officer outside.

"What is your name?" Jamie asked as he opened up the secret door, pulling out the Death Note.

"You should give your own name before askin' for someone else's." Jamie grinned at the Shinigami, liking his little attitude.

"All right Shinigami, I'm Jamie Black," Jamie said as he bowed to the Shinigami, still holding his grin.

"Raiko."

With the short time they had together Raiko told him about the Death Note, and Jamie told him about why he killed his so called family.

"This could be fun. Changing this so called new world, back to the old ways. It would be called something like the New Old World." Jamie laughed along, Raiko following behind.