Jon lay awake the silence of the room seemed to make a buzzing in his ears. Turning his head
slightly he squinted at the glow of the numbers which read "12:54" he groaned lightly. Looking
back to the ceiling he had not slept for two nights now. It was not due to Insomnia but it was due
to paranoia. For the past two weeks people have been dieing left right and center. Since the "Kira"
case things have been far too peaceful but now it was starting again. With L among many other
skilled detectives dead the Tokyo PD decided to tell the public to simply ignore it and hope it goes
away. Although anyone with a mind knew that they only said that out of fear. Thats the root of his
fear that since it is not under control he could be the next to die.
He let his mind race for a good hour before deciding that he should go out for a walk. Sitting up in his
bead he wiped the nervous sweat from his forehead before sitting up and slipping into his running shoes.
Pulling on a shirt as he walked down the stairs his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Now at the front door
he pushed it open and began his walk on the darkened streets. The light reflected off the fresh fallen dew
shone, lighting up just about everything in the area.
The one thing what had caught his eye was a black butterfly which seemed to be attached to a book of
sorts. Bending over to pick it up the butterfly flew away in the direction of the moon. The second the book
made contact with his skin Jon felt a shiver run up his spine. The feeling of someone behind him became so
apparent. Turning around slowly his heart raced at what he saw. What now stared him in the face was anything
but human. He swallowed hard and basically blurted out these few words "W-who are you?" After his words
echoed in the night for a few moments the beast spoke "My name is Isabel I am a shinigami, A death god!" The
beast was cut off by a tremor nearby, whipping around to the direction of the sound Jon freaked out even more this
creature was huge and not to mention it looked to be a giant black scorpion wearing a type of what looked like to
be a porcelain mask. Isabel spoke again "You human run you have no chance in hell of destroying a hollow let
alone surviving" Jon would have taken her advice but his legs could move.
The butterfly appeared once more and as it flew away a man dressed in a black cloak stepped from the shadows.
Drawing what seemed to be a traditional katana he struck a blow trough the beast's head killing it instantly. Also
giving him enough time to move his legs and get back home. Once there he sat on the bed and fell asleep due to
exhaustion the "Deathnote" in one hand and his shoes still on.