Well, this is pretty much my first Death Note fanfiction. Let's get on with this, shall we?
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Death Note, nor do I own it as a whole. All credit goes to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. The only things I own is the plot and any OC that appears.
It was a typical, breezy day in Winchester, England. The birds were chirping happily, remaking their nests after a long and hard winter. People were outside enjoying the warm weather, content with their everyday lives. However, there was one person that didn't fit such description.
Inside the desolate halls of Wammy's House for Orphans, L Lawliet, only really known as "L", was working hard at his computer. Apparently a strange string of murders, around 50 of them, had occurred across the world, most of them centered in the Kanto region of Japan. The weapon of choice was that of an ancient sword. Each victim had one stuck and left in their body, always dead on the heart. All of the swords seemed to be a duplicate of one original. While this is strange in itself, the victims in question were all criminals, all ranging from pitiful thieves to some of the greatest masterminds on the planet. What is even more confusing is that many of the criminals were already in prison.
L pondered over who could be the killer and their intentions. However, something like this had never happened before. How could it be a coincidence that 50 people, possibly even more, been killed using the very same sword struck through the heart? On top of that, all the criminals ranged from all over the world, even if it did concentrate in Japan...
The door creaked as it was opened, showing a cloaked figure standing there. "L, it's time for the Interpol," said the man.
"Good. Let's get going,"
"There has been a large stream of murders all around the world, all with the same type of sword stuck with in the victims heart,"
"There haven't been any finger prints to help us figure out who did it,"
"On top of that, all the victims were criminals. If the murders are restricted to only criminals, the death poll can be well over a hundred,"
"But who can kill so many people all around the world?"
"It seems that whoever is doing this is using an organization to reach all the victims,"
"But what about the prisons? How can somebody kill an imprisoned criminal and not get caught on tape? More so, how could they get past the guards?"
"At least the victims are criminals than innocent people. We can worry a little less,"
"Who just said that?! That is totally irresponsible!!!"
"He's right, in a way. If the murders are centered around criminals..."
L listened to the conversations amongst the many people at the Interpol. Everything that they were talking about were things L had figured out himself earlier. As a result, he didn't hold much attention to anybody until something else was mentioned.
"This looks like another case for L," spoke up a member from Japan.
"But L doesn't get involved with anything that doesn't interest him," Much more chatter arose from the members. After sometime, another unknown figure spoke.
"L is already involved," The man in question was a dark hooded figure. What with his hat and cloak, there was no way of telling who he was and how he looked like, "I am Watari. L will now speak."
Watari took a laptop out of his cloak. After starting it up and other procedures, he turned the laptop to show a large Roman L on the screen.
"Hello, I am L," said L. For precaution, they disguised his voice, making it sound more robotic and crackly, "As you all know, there has been a sweep of murders through out the world in merely five days. Concerning the details of the all the murders and the short time span, there is no way this could be a coincidence. Even if the current victims are all criminals, this murderer must be stopped at all costs. Because most of the murders are centered around the Kanto region of Japan, I ask the Japanese police for their assistance. That is all." As the speech ended, the screen went dead. The meeting ended after a short briefing, and everyone returned home.
"Very well done, L. It seems we have a good start on case," spoke Watari.
"Yes. Knowing most of the murders are centered in Japan narrows the suspects by many. Have they discovered anything about the swords?" asked L.
"We have found some fingerprints on many of them, but it seems that none of them are registered."
"That is quite strange. Is there anything else?" Watari shook his head, "Very well then, I shall continue working."
L turned back to his computer, pondering over the murder. None of the fingerprints on the swords appeared to be registered. He wasn't sure what to make out this info. Most of the people that didn't have registered fingerprints were those that weren't born in hospitals and have never encountered a situation that needed fingerprint identification, and the chances of somebody like that was extremely low. There was no way somebody like that could create an organization to kill criminals.
L took a look out of his window. He could see the twinkling of the lights from all the building, plus a few barely visible stars in this sky (or it could just be helicopter). A sudden image crossed his mind, but as quickly as it came, it quickly went. Curious, he tried to get the image again. Yet, no matter how many times he racked his brain for the image, he only got what he managed to notice when it flashed through his mind. All he really noticed was a brown hair and a bright pink bow.
'I think I need some rest. Whatever that was, it was probably unimportant,' thought L. We left to the bedroom where he laid down and waited for sleep to come. Despite his earlier thought, he was still very curious what that picture was about. Once again, he declared it unimportant and drifted to sleep much faster than he thought. Little did he know what awaited him around the corner....
So, what do you think? Love it? Hate it? I don't know. This was my first. It's kind of (REALLY!) short, but that's how all of my beginnings tend to be. It should end up longer later! And less boring....
Well, to get started on the next chappy! R&R please, or no cookie for you!
