A.N: This is my first try at a Death Note story, so please forgive me if she seems Mary-Suish! L's just a very hard man to make the perfect woman for. This will go through all the movies, this is the first movie and the second one will be titled The Thief and The Detective: 2 and the third one will be titled The Thief and The Virus. I've already written the first movie, I'll start writing the second as soon as I get it. I don't own Death Note, I only own some of the plot and my OCs.

I'll be updating according to the reviews and views I get on it. This is rated M just for safety.

Bold = Japanese

Italics = writing unless noted for something else

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"Snip snip." I chuckled lightly as I snipped the last of the wires to dis-activate the alarm system the house was enabled with. I slipped through the first story window, and creeped upstairs.

Stepping over the third and seventh step, those were squeaky and I didn't want anyone to know I was there. I reached my target, a safe. The combination, easy enough.

26463.

ANIME.

I was here, to steal an anime manga. The very first thirteen copies of Death Note. I smiled at them, finally, after searching for it my search was over.

I left a note, of course.

I'm very sorry for the disappearance of your mint first copies of Death Note.

I simply couldn't read them unless it was the very very first copies.

I shall return them when I have finished reading them, once again, I apologize for my behavior and for me stealing your first editions. I really wanted to read them.

~Sugar

Sugar.

My thief name, I made it when I was quite young, because my very first theft was at a candy store. My friends always made fun of me because I loved sugar, but I didn't mind.

I made a quick getaway and was soon laid back and in my apartment.

I started reading it instantly...

Three Days Later...

I closed the last book, and smiled in satisfaction. Light had gotten what was coming to him, thank God, for killing L he got what he deserved. Neither hell nor heaven, but emptiness. Maybe even where Ryuk and Rem came from.

"Fucking bastard."

Okay, maybe I had gotten a little too attached to L. And maybe I had thrown too many knives at a picture of Light when L died, but it's not my fault! The writers made the readers unable to resist the sweet loving and panda resembling detective.

I looked outside my apartment building window, out into the streets of Tokyo. I locked the mint condition manga in my secret safe in the wall, and then grabbed my sweatshirt, three sizes too big to hide my chest protector.

Just in case.

I grabbed my throwing knives, concealed one in each of my socks, two smaller ones in each of my jean pockets, and one hidden in my "S" shaped necklace.

I almost laughed at how "L" I looked, mysterious and slightly down trodden. I stuffed my feet in small sneakers, for my feet were quite small, and I don't usually wear my sneakers. I like socks, usually toe socks.

I walked along the market, looking for something to eat. I hadn't eaten anything that wasn't sugar based since, I think the last morning. I finally decided on a bag of mangoes.

"How much?" I asked, and the clerk smiled.

"80 yen." I nodded and handed him the money. "Thank you." I bowed, then grabbed the mangoes and walked away.

I walked down the street, taking a longer time than it could've took to get back to my apartment. The city noise had died down, for whatever reason, I didn't particular pay it much mind. Street lamps lit my way, and I began pondering.

That's never a good thing.

I pondered on Death Note, how someone with even slight knowledge of either person's secrets could easily corrupt the whole plot, and gain an easy victory for either side.

As a thief, and on L's side, I figured out a way that, if I had known all I know about stuff, I could've easily gotten evidence of Light and then presented it to L. I could've bugged Light before L did, maybe even before he possessed the Death Note, just to be safe since I had no way of knowing where Ryuk was.

I could get him in action, being Kira, and then when things got too far and before he met Misa, I could steal the Death Note and present it to L along with the photos and video.

All the sudden the light that had been in front of me, vanished, and I was left in the dark. I snapped out of my thoughts and clutched my mangoes tighter. I hated the dark.

Call it childish if you must, but I am deathly afraid of the dark, and even more so afraid of what was in the dark. It must've been because of my past, so many terrible things that happened in the dark.

I clutched the locket on my bracelet in my right hand, and then I clutched one of my throwing knives instead.

"Hello?"

And then all the sudden I was falling. Falling.

And I almost lost consciousness, but I was jolted to my full awareness by the loud sound of a car honking and bright lights penetrating my pupils. I got up from where I was, sitting...

Sitting?

I didn't have time for this technical stuff, I scrambled over to the sidewalk, still clutching my throwing knife and my mangoes. Traffic continued again, and I stood up.

Almost everyone was staring at me, and it made me blush lightly as I was well aware of how, messy, I must've looked. I walked away, trying to get away from the nosy people. I put my throwing knife back in my pocket and rubbed my golden locket between my fingers.

My mind was a blur, and then the ringing in my ears stopped. I looked around myself, so slow.

My light brown, almost orange, eyes scanned my surroundings.

I ran my fingers through my short and chopped up almost black brown hair.

What.

The.

Fuck.

Everyone was... Animated.

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A.N: I really hoped you enjoyed the prolog. But I'll only update if you review! So please R&R! Thank you!